Post by hurg on Sept 10, 2011 18:44:14 GMT
Perifidus grunted in pain, he was entirely unready for that. That damnable Purifier had severed the connection with a flash of white light, Perifidus himself might have been burned out by the massive amounts of psychic energy that the man's death had released had he not prepared himself earlier. Ears still ringing from the event he was taken entirely by surprise by a wolf. It smashed into him knocking him to the ground. Its slavering face was mere inches from his, he had to act quickly. He put a hand in front of his face to ward off the creature, hoping to take minor injuries to his hand rather than a major one to his face. The wolf takes the bait, biting deeply into his hand, only managing to inflict minor cuts because the glove's synweave resisted the wolf's efforts.
With the wolf preoccupied Perifidus strikes. He unsnaps the safety on his pistol, shoving it right against the temple of the wolf. Perifidus snarls, "Chew on this." He pulls the trigger and with a resounding boom the bullet tears its way through the beast.
Perifidus stands up, that purifier had nearly killed him! He bandies about the idea of declaring the Purifier hereticus. This, of course, was a laughable charge in the light of day, but down here... No. He still might prove useful later on. He looked down at his clothing, it was covered in the wolves blood and whatever it was that was dripping from its maw. He needed to disinfect and cleanse his hand, who knows what that thing could be carrying. He stips off his glove, shaking off the droplets of blood and wolf spit, and takes out a medi-kit and disinfects his hand. He looks around, ready to assist others in trouble or defend himself from further attack.
Azmodeus hears Val's cries to purify his armor. He voxs to him, ++In a moment, Brother, we have company.++ As the beasts crash into the clearing Azmodeus simply raises his storm bolter and fires one shot straight into the beast charging him, it crashed to the ground, dead. He hurries over to Val, taking out a vial of holy water as he does so. He splashes the water over Val's armor, murmuring a prayer to the Emperor. "There, Brother, you should be fine now, assuming that your soul is as pure as your armor." Azmodeus reaches a hand down, offering to help Vay up. "Prepare yourself Brother, I doubt we've seen the end of this attack."
With the wolf preoccupied Perifidus strikes. He unsnaps the safety on his pistol, shoving it right against the temple of the wolf. Perifidus snarls, "Chew on this." He pulls the trigger and with a resounding boom the bullet tears its way through the beast.
Perifidus stands up, that purifier had nearly killed him! He bandies about the idea of declaring the Purifier hereticus. This, of course, was a laughable charge in the light of day, but down here... No. He still might prove useful later on. He looked down at his clothing, it was covered in the wolves blood and whatever it was that was dripping from its maw. He needed to disinfect and cleanse his hand, who knows what that thing could be carrying. He stips off his glove, shaking off the droplets of blood and wolf spit, and takes out a medi-kit and disinfects his hand. He looks around, ready to assist others in trouble or defend himself from further attack.
Azmodeus hears Val's cries to purify his armor. He voxs to him, ++In a moment, Brother, we have company.++ As the beasts crash into the clearing Azmodeus simply raises his storm bolter and fires one shot straight into the beast charging him, it crashed to the ground, dead. He hurries over to Val, taking out a vial of holy water as he does so. He splashes the water over Val's armor, murmuring a prayer to the Emperor. "There, Brother, you should be fine now, assuming that your soul is as pure as your armor." Azmodeus reaches a hand down, offering to help Vay up. "Prepare yourself Brother, I doubt we've seen the end of this attack."
