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Edited by Cmdr Dornick: 7/27/2016 7:51:05 PM
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"We shall see to it you survive, and if possible in this place, you get a new arm." They continued on, tense as ever. They had already encountered some Xenos... What next? What was in store for them? These questions haunted the marines.
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    "There have to be some Techpriest somewhere on this ship.. My arm is.. rather easy to repair.." [i]He exhaled very slowly, having gripped his Chainsword arm just before they had dragged him to the Dreadnought. [/i] "What are your names.. Battle-Brothers..?"

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  • The Marine carrying him Spoke. "I am Cerex," He pointed to Tirus. "That is Tirus," He motioned toward Domicanus. "And that is Domicanus."

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    "I.. I am Skatai Neotar.. Black.. Templar Initiate.." [i]He was still mumbling, though his voice had more power than before - the patching up of his wounds certainly had helped a lot. [/i]

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  • They kept on walking for a while, stopping every so often to check their comrades wounds, before moving again.

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  • Edited by Nox: 7/28/2016 2:01:33 PM
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    [i]Their.. comrade was still conscious, and the patched up wounds had stopped bleeding - except for that gigantic wound in his left shoulder. The wound caused by his own Chainsword arm. [/i]

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  • "No sign of Anyone yet..." Cerex spoke, looking around them. He seemed to be getting more tense every minute.

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  • Edited by Nox: 7/28/2016 2:23:47 PM
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    [i]Then, out in the distance, chanting, screams of pain, and other painful noises were heard. Cultists. Probably Khorne by the sounds of it. [/i]

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  • Edited by Cmdr Dornick: 7/28/2016 2:19:43 PM
    They could take some cultists, they did have Two Marines and a freaking Dreadnought after all.

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    [i]The Space Marine they were taking with them propped up, his breathing getting a bit heavy as he mumbled, [/i] "Foul Heretics.. Nearby.. Bring me to them.."

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  • "I would suggest staying back. We are capable of handling the problem, should we even encounter them."

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    [i]But the Black Templar was fanatic as all fücking hell so he said something of it, louder than before, [/i] "No! They have been turned away from the glory of the God-Emperor of the Imperium of Man! They are but foul Heretics, to be crushed under my boot!"

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  • However, these Marines were not fanatics. "You barely have a boot as it is, and you're missing an arm. You shall wait, brother."

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    [i]The Marine shut up, and returned to floating around the edge of unconsciousness while the chanting 'n' shit quickly grew louder. They were getting close. [/i]

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  • Cerex brought Skatai up to the Dreadnought, hiding him behind its massive leg while setting up a firing position.

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  • Edited by Nox: 7/28/2016 3:20:39 PM
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    [i]The Space Marine didn't resist, laying back behind the Dreadnought's massive leg in silence. He wasn't moving anytime soon. [/i] [spoiler]time to introduce Leif? Just maybe. [/spoiler]

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  • Edited by Cmdr Dornick: 7/28/2016 4:56:03 PM
    Cerex took his Boltpistol and set it down, right next to Skatai. "If anything gets too close for comfort, shoot it."

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    [i]The Templar slowly nodded, taking the Boltpistol with some effort after letting of his arm. Then, the first cultists poked their heads out. They were, indeed, worshippers of Khorne. [/i]

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  • Those same heads were met with Multiple .75 Explosive Rounds, absolutely murdering them.

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    [i]More cultists, along with Chaos Space Marines poured out, firing on the trio with Bolters and meltas and stuff. Some Berzerkers got real close, charging with Chainswords, Chainaxes, and other murderous melee weapons. [/i]

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  • Edited by Cmdr Dornick: 7/28/2016 11:26:07 PM
    Anything that got close was obliterated by Domicanus' giant Multi-Melta attached as his right arm. The Marines took care of everything else, albeit under lots of pressure. There were only four of them, and one couldn't even stand very well.

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    [i]The Black Templar wasn't much help, only poking his head out and then shooting a few cultists in the face before disappearing for a minute to reload. Guess he was helping. Except reloading took a -blam!-ing minute because he was using a single arm. [/i] [spoiler]*very tempted for bloodthirster outta nowhere*[/spoiler]

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  • They were being pressed hard, but managed to hold their ground. Tirus grabbed his Boltpistol and fired both of his weapons at once, the slightly extra firepower might just save them.

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    [i]Then, the cultists just.. stopped. It was silent for a while. Skatai quickly reloaded, and peeked out. Then, a gutwrenching roar was heard, and very loud footsteps were heard. Something gigantic was sprinting. Then, a Greater Daemon of Khorne burst through the wall, pausing to roar at the four. Bloodthirster. The slightly extra firepower sure as hell wasn't saving them from this threat. [/i] [spoiler]Sorry. [/spoiler]

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  • Tirus Spoke up. "Focus all fire on that Daemon!!" And so the Dreadnought and two marines started shooting at it.

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    [i]The Templar fired on the Daemon with the other Space Marines, letting go of the Boltpistol once it ran dry. Then he took his Bolter again, and reloaded it as quick as he could. Once it was reloaded, he opened fire on the Bloodthirster again. [/i]

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