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Post by Major Chrispy on May 21, 2011 2:18:02 GMT
"Hmph...Screw this I have stuff to do, meet you at Section B...I have moral to restore...and cowards to kill..." 77 mutters as he walks out the door towards his Personal Vendetta the "Sky reaver". He jumps into the rear bay of the aircraft, and the engines began to roar like a daemons fury as it soared into the air.
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Post by mina on May 21, 2011 4:06:45 GMT
Ayowin grins at him clearly slightly effected by her drink but not enough to totally inhibt her, "Who hasn't met one? Not a whole lotta them left since..." she shrugs suddenly as though remembering something, "Uhh I read it in a book. The symbol anyway." she moves on quickly waving at 77 as he leaves and she laughs as two of her friends come over and the three begin to dance in a circle speeding the dance up and then slowing it as they keep in time.
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Post by carnofex on May 21, 2011 4:53:08 GMT
the men in his squad started to sing and drink to there hearts desire. as ripjaw walked out of the tent he walked up to the hill and sat there thinking. "books she says. hmm. i didnt think he wrote a book?" he wandered as he started to sleep leaning on the tree. "god i hate this war."
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Post by Esiphas on May 21, 2011 6:24:14 GMT
Grigger is the first one in the hall, and he immediately cracks open a huge barrel of beer and sits under the tap, guzzling its contents as it comes out. As the last dropsdrain out, he hears the drinking challenge yelled. 'Oh *hic* yea? Come on den, if ya win, i'll let'cha be my mate. If ya loose, you can be my mate anyway, but you owe me a fancy hat. Kay? *hic*'
Esiphas sits at a table, though he does not join the festiviys. Nor does Kazran, though he does have a drink, and Arjent too goes Teatotal and watches the proceedings with a sobered disgust. Exidus, obviously unable to drink, stands, his mask leering at the drinkers.
Salazar, as much of a show off as ever, is drinking flaming alchahol from a bottle, which he made himself. He made sure Ayowin was watching before igniting the liquid. once he has done, e belches, a sheet of flame erupting from his mouth. when he was done, he said 'tah-da!', causing a ripple of laughter. He winked at Ayowin, before going to find another bottle.
Nijer walks up behind Ayowin. 'I think Sssalzar likesss you missss, and my sssharp eyesss can sssee why. But my advice isss thisss- The guysss a bit of an idiot at timesss.'
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Post by Major Chrispy on May 21, 2011 6:27:05 GMT
(In the Sky Reaver)
77 cracks open a fresh bottle of whiskey, pouring some into a canteen he procedes to unstrap his mask. One pilot gazes into the rear mirror and see's a glimpse of golden hair, like that of an angel. Noticing this intrusion 77's drink was cut short, as he slid on his mask.
"Damios get back to flying, if you were any one else, you'd be dead, but your you so be thankful...Here have a drink I'll take flight control, we have a long day tomorrow..." 77 says a hint of sorrow in his voice.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on May 21, 2011 13:07:52 GMT
Magnus calls three men to drag over a barrel of the best beer and two huge mugs. He hands them each a satchel containing a small amount of diamonds each. "Ready? Set....GO!" Mag yells pouring two beers and taking his own back in seconds. The process goes on until they have to get a new barrel, by now Mag feels the effects but Grigger is already tipsy to begin with.
"Dats good *BUUUUURP* Booze!"
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Post by Major Chrispy on May 22, 2011 5:10:32 GMT
(lol this has gone from a mission to a drinking contest...)
77 swaps back with Damios, taking his place in the hanger bay. Suddenly with out warning the airship is wracked with speratic jolts. Then the ship began to dive. Running into the cabin he see's that the wind shield had been blown away and that Damios was torn apart, still strapped in his chair. "What the hell?!" 77 yells, sliding Damios out of the controls he begins to fly the ship himself. Looking over the blood smeared window he sees the shape of a Hell Blade fighter, its autocannons firing t the Sky Reaver. Hitting the ignition 77 send the ship spiraling towards the earth, the daemonicly possessed fighter did noot want to lose its prey, so it followed in the dive. Pulling up sharply 77 made the Sky Reaver level out, feet from the hard ground. Unfortunatly so did the fighter.
What happened next no one, not even 77 could have guessed. In a blind leap he jumped out of the rear doors, power sword drawn, and landed on the fighter. Driving his sword into the top of the Hell Blade, he hit the fuel tank, causing it to explode. 77 was sent spiraling into the air, and smashed into the ground, his power field dampened most of it, but his arm still shattered. Lying down in a crater he collapsed, both from exaustion and shock, as the rain slowly began to fall....
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Post by Esiphas on May 22, 2011 9:36:25 GMT
(Hey, you cant decide if i'm tipsy or not! Its human beer, not ork grog, it just makes him hiccup. He's still sober  its an ork remember) Grigger keeps chugging, barely feeling the effects at all. He does however, notice the distint lack of kick in the beer, and so pulls out his rationed grog canteen. 'Right-o. Ur A good drinka, but can you stomach half a pint of dis?' He pours the nausiating liquid into two half-pint mugs, then puts it away, grinning. He raises his own mug and chugs it, before burping a green cloud, then laughing. Arjent looked up. 'Ser Esiphas, enemy in the area. Greygnarl senses a daemon...' The sword at Espihas's waist growled like a panther. Arjent looked at Ayowin, who had looked at him in an odd way. 'I should explain. Esiphas and I are the only ones amongst his... retainers, who have a strong enough will to hold reygnarl in check. Greygnarl is a herald of Khorne, and is extreemly jealous of other daemons, seeing them walking free when he is baound,and as such, he attempts to banish daemons he comes into contact with. Not only that, but his dark blessings have rendered him almost like a pariah- he absorbs psychic energy and makes psykers sick and ill. That is why we Keep him.' |
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on May 22, 2011 14:30:45 GMT
"Bring it on!" Magnus yells out chugging the ork grog and turning a light shade of green before burping out a large green cloud. "Hit me again Grig!"
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Post by mina on May 22, 2011 17:35:55 GMT
The explosion in the sky booms loudly as the ship 77 was flying crashes into the ground. Guards on duty come flying through the doors, "The attack is starting early." with that the room breaks into chaos as civilians begin to panic and run for hteir homes and soldiers not drunk move to positions and ready for battle. Shouts come from captains at their units as they move into their designated positions. Guards come streaming out of the compound liek ants several fetch 77 from near the wreckage and bring him to the medical bay. Out of the corner of his vision he sees Ayown screaming orders at guards as she changes from her skirt to a pair of slacks and boots while readying for battle. Alarms are blaring at this point as she leans over him, "You have 15 mins, get yourself back together, this war is starting early." with that he sees her leave joining the snipers in the trenches created several days earlier waiting for the chaos to swarm over the hill to take them.
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Post by Major Chrispy on May 22, 2011 18:44:35 GMT
"GRAAAAH!!!!" 77 growls, as the needle full of adrenaline is pumped into his heart, and the sudden rush of pain in his arm hits him. Standing up he looks for his mask, only to find it nowhere in sight. He runs over to the medical cabnit and pulls out the bandages, binding his face with them, only showig his right eye. Turning around he see's two doctors and a med-sevitor. "Did you see it..."77 asks, seething with anger.
"S-s-sir calm down...Why would you want to hide your fa..." the doctors words were cut short as a bolt from the comissars bolt pistol punched through his skull.
"Now I ask you did you see it?" 77 asks the now blood stained doctor.
"N-no Sir...Infact the Sevitors memory banks have a temporary error and you being here will be deleted...after I fix that arm." The Doctor stutterrs, fumbling for the Bone regeneration injection. After injecting it into 77 arm the arm began to gain structure as the bone regrew.
"Thank you doctor...have a good night..." 77 said, walking out of the med bay.
"Now I have a battle line to hold..."he mutters, quickening his pace.
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Post by Esiphas on May 22, 2011 20:32:05 GMT
nijer takes up positions with the snipers, earning him a few glances from the snipers, which he silenced with a gutteral growl. Then he fired a shot, a blue pulse hitting the enemy scout in the chest. He froze up, his blood turing to ice in its veins. One sniper let out a long, low whistle.
Grigger nods to Manus. 'Lets call it a draw. If you give me a hat I'll give you some more grog, you can whip the pants offa anyun ya go up against with it.' Then he rshes off to Ayowins side, Along with Esiphas, Arjent, Kazran and Salazoss- who was standing very close to Ayowin. Exidus was patrolling the trenches, as was his command directive.
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Post by mina on May 22, 2011 20:45:34 GMT
The enemy begins to pour out of the hillside and from the right qand left as tanks take up positions along with the snipers firing. Marines pour from several rhinos against the chaos as Ayowin calls for them to fire at will. Daemons pour from portals nearby as flesh hounds leap forward at the guard tearign flesh with their powerful jaws.
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Post by Major Chrispy on May 22, 2011 21:16:43 GMT
Now on the front lines 77 was in his natural habitat, lasguns firing, bolts flying, and daemons dying. He turns to his right to see a large flesh hound tear one of the guard beside him to shreds. "Back to the warp pup!" 77 yells as he drives his sword into the daemons head. Spinning around he smashed another in the jaw with his bolt pistol before firing off a round into its skull.
"TO ME MEN! TILL DEATH OR GLORY!!!" 77 yells, running forwards into the fray with a squad of veterans. The vetrans shotguns tearing the hounds apart, followed by several controled bursts from the bolt pistol.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on May 22, 2011 21:19:21 GMT
"Deal!" Magnus says leaving for his bunk with the team.
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its an ork remember)