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5/20/2016 2:04:04 PM
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[b]They met a few of the local Tyranids along the way, either heading towards the sounds of the distress, or wandering aimlessly through the ship
It took them a while to navigate he labyrinth, but eventually they found her, still in the same position; a hand over her mouth and kneeling[/b]
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Their boots were green with Tyrannid blood, having showed them no mercy. [i]"By the Emperor, are you alright?"[/i] Says one of the Scions as they approached her.
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[i]"No I'm shitting unicorns and crying rainbows!"[/i] [b]She backs up more blood, grunting between the spits of coughing [/b] [i]"I've no idea what the hell is -coughing- going on, but it hurts like hell!"[/i]
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[i]"A moment, the Medic shall see what he can do."[/i] The medical sargeant of the squad approached her, using his medical knowledge, skills and tools to figure out what was happening. [spoiler]and yes, he has extensive knowledge of Astartes Gene-Seeds and their side effects.[/spoiler]
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[b]Gene-mutations, something triggered several mutations in her body The most prominent was Blood Angel mutations, mixing with her current set to form several physical changes all together[/b]
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[u]"Seems she's suffering from Mutations. Nothing chaos-induced, this is a side effect of the Blood Angels Gene-Seed. We should bring her back to camp."[/u] [i]"Are... are you sure it's safe?"[/i] [u]"Only the Emperor knows. But this is a risk we should take. Can't afford any imperial personnel to die aimlessly. Besides, she'll be safer with us."[/u] The medic looks back at her. [u]"Are you able to stand? If not, we will carry you."[/u]
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[i]"Should be fine, killed a Tyranid without really trying anyways..."[/i] [b]She stands, stumbling a bit, but the armor locks up to keep her from falling over, releasing once she was stable[/b]
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Edited by Shadlezz: 5/20/2016 10:38:01 PM[u]"Very well. Our camp is nearby. If you ever need it, I have a kit of combat stimulants. These should get you back on your feet, would you ever need it."[/u] The medic stood up, only then Kat noticed how the medic had a feminine stance and mannerism, her voice masked by the helmet she wore, identifying her to no gender. The armour plating was also too thick and bulky to reveal any features that would give away her gender, the only hint Kat had was her posture. [i]"Let's move out. The camp is south of here, only a few klicks out."[/i] The captain of the patrol team took the lead.
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[spoiler]Im confused now Are you talking to me or Kat? Lol[/spoiler] [b]She follows behind them, her helmet appearing again, to possibly stifle her occasional grunt[/b]
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[spoiler]lol, got the name confused. .-. Im dum[/spoiler] The Scions were watching carefully their path, wary of any preying foe. They had already encountered Tyranids on the way here, perhaps more were awaiting, hoping to ambush them.
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[b]Something eventually appeared, much to their despair A rather large daemon, fat and massive, with cannon like arms, as it let out a forced roar and fired fireballs at them[/b] [spoiler]Ran out of ideas Thought of a Mancubus from Doom[/spoiler]
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[i]"Spread!"[/i] The group spread just in time before the energy hit, exploding onto the floor. They fired their hellguns at the creature, the concentrated rapid and powerful fire of the weapons began piercing the Daemon's flesh through and through, burning it.
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[b]The beast roared, moving faster than its morbid form appeared to be able to, as it walked down the hall It fired its chitinous cannons at the groups, as Kat took cover as well Eventually it slowed, losing to mugh blood due to the wounds, as it toppled over The sight of blood made Kat grind her teeth, grunting from the pain as the mutations furthered, edging her on to even drink it The side effect of being a mixture of four different gene seeds, was one or two was bound to be dominant For her, it was Space Wolf and Blood Angel, the two things that focused in combat savagery and brutality Space Wolf genes is where she got her hot tempered and quick thinking, muscle memory and most fighting skills from, being the main dominant gene Blood Angel had laid dormant, only now appearing for some reason unknown The mixture of genes, if severe, would cause her to grow sharp canines, similar to fangs or a wolves teeth, as well as a craving for blood rarely Only four times it had happened in the past, a fifth now, in the form of Kat [/b]
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The soldiers relax, taking a breath after the difficult engagement. [u]"Are you alright, Miss?"[/u] Said the medic, as she looked at Kat.
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[i]"I'll be fine, damn mutations..."[/i] [b]She motions for them to lead the way[/b]
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[u]"Alright then, let's continue."[/u] [spoiler]we can keep going with this on my next post.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]k[/spoiler]
