kroot vs tau

[Fungus A]

The Nicassar pulled eachother out of the wreckage. Smouldering metal lay around them, twisted gun barrels and broken knives lay around the recently slaughtered kroot warriors. At least two of the Nicassar had began to pray for the Nicassar. They had not had thier meditation epriod and were not on the best of form, thier powers were relativly weak and they had to deal with thier enemies with the least effort. Which was rather unfair. Shi'Ska held out his tentacular limb for Shaka'rak. The nicassar were all wearing long white flowing robes. Thier chests were protected by a highly advanced set of Tau armour. The captains face was wrinkled and tightly set. Muscles bulged along his torso and neck, each one controlling a seperate limb. Nicassar would be extremely good at hand to hand combat thanks to thier many limbs, however thier limbs are slow and sluggish. The Nicassar concentrate more on thier psychic abilities than spacial awareness and combat. Shi'Ska had a rather large crest on his knotted forehead, the crest splayed and showed seven long prongs, they all seemed to twitch seperatly.

The extremely powerful senses of a nicassar allowed for them to sense the kroot and/or tau forces nearby. The Nicassar were aware of the kroot long before the kroot were aware of them. However, kroot, unlike tau, do not posess a particularly complex brain pattern, and if moving slowly and quietly enough, cannot be sensed. The captain adjusted his handguns sight and looked down them towards the Wreck of another nearby Dhow. "We head that way when we depart. We must conserve our energy and avoid conflict. Our transports wre destroyed and any other surviving crewmen of our ship, will still be in hibernation or will perish soon." He indicated with a long twitching limb, the limb was wet, giving it a glossy shine. The skin of the Nicassar varied from the darkest midnight blue, to an almost white shade of turqouise. The cpatains skin was mottled in broken stripes, his skin was rather dark, but the stripes were a pale, sky blue. He was the first Nicassar to move from the wreckage, he began to weave, elegantly, between the smouldering pillars of twisted metal...

[Silence]

The Kroot continued clicking, before closing in on all sides on the Nicassar, making it appear there were more of them, guns primed and firing.

[Esiphas]

ooc- your cool to join.

after the fortifications wee complete, tor'kan moved into a building. the walls were in peices- the subject of a gnarloc attack, guessed torkan. he could see the nissacar frm his veiw of the windows, and broadside amongst them. on his command, tor'kan set up his sheild drone, then opened fire with the rest of his drones. one unlucky nissacar went down from the sniper drones and another lost part of his hand from the markerlight drones gun. tor'kan opened fire himself with his railguns, blowing the very ground apart with savage fury and a roar of plasma. "oh this is fun! killing the enemy with their own weapons, the onre things they held as their own. and such power! and why not continue the master work forever! more weapons is more powe for us." anothr blast from his railguns freid on nissacars arm off, causing him to scream in pain before the sniper drone blew its head apart.