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	=-=	Topic for #waagh is “Charity, Turius, Von_Malik, Vermain, Divya, Zyr”
	=-=	Topic for #waagh was set by EvilBob on Thursday, September 15, 2011 11:12:29 AM
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	EvilBob	With that battle at dawn out of the way, it is now roughly 12 noon, as the jet circles over head over the city of Szabina, leaving the group ample time before night fall to deal with their numerous acquisitions from last week. What shall the covenant do today?
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	Vermian	is currently looking into when they needed to meet up with the Khorne boys to ambush the Slaaneshi shipment of spook.
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	EvilBob	Vermian would discover, that the shipment was slated to be moved around 2 to three hours after sunset. As for whom and what were moving the product, had yet to be seen.
	EvilBob	And from the crew cabins could be heard a great roar of anger, and pain.
	Vermian	"Argh! Damn it! I thought you were supposed to be skilled at this Divya!?"
	Vermian	would storm out of his room a few minutes later, back in his armour, and holding his chest, wearing his helmet to hide his pain. "Is everyone onboard for tonight? Any objections or other plans?"
	Turius	"Nope."
	Vermian	"Is that nope to the first part or the second?"
	Hrunting_of_The_Red	re-adjusts his great-chainsword's leather grip for the n-th time during the flight. He pays Vermain no mind.
	=-=	Hrunting_of_The_Red is now known as Hrunting
	Vermian	grunts, still holding a hand on his chest.
	Turius	"No, the plan is fine."
	=-=	Pixel_Kitty is now known as Charity
	Charity	"Are you alright, Vermian?"
	Vermian	"I am fantastic."
	Divya	bows her head "My sincerest apologies," she would following Vermian as he left "I am flawed still, I assure you such a thing was not intentional."
	Divya	"I. I do suppose that this is a bad time to ask for a small detour, Lord? I've recently come into the possession of a few choice items..."
	Vermian	looks to Divya a moment, staring at her, as if there was a moment of doubt about that, before he walked up to the pilot's cabin. "Head to the pick up spot for those items we discussed. After that we're heading to meet that Khorne gang to steal the shipment."
	Vermian	"Yes, we'll go pick up a few things before we go. Wake me when we get there."
	Divya	"I assure you that I might make up for my failure to you when you seek to exact such punishment, Lord."
	Vermian	walks back into his room, letting out another tired grunt. "We'll see about that."
	Divya	would watch the man walk back before she too would return to her own quarters to work upon his field generator.
	Charity	sips a fine amasec, "Interesting, So, what will our esteemed company do while we wait for the deal to go down?
	Hrunting	says simply, "Wait. What's it to you?"
	Turius	inspects his smaller chainsword but says nothing
	Hrunting	's voice drips with sarcasm, "Well, what do you want us to do? We're here to fight and get bloody and rich. We don't exactly do much but fight and leave the brain-work to you shmucks."
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	EvilBob	Gruk goes and sits by Greed in the cargo common area.
	EvilBob	An hour later, the jet lands, with a few crates being moved on board, before the jet takes off again. It is roughly 3 o'clock.
	Hrunting	undoes the wraps on the handle of this swords and re-binds them once again after re-fueling his jetpack.
	EvilBob	Fast forward to two hours before the truck was set to move in through the city, the jet landing just outside the barracks of the Khorne boys.
	Vermian	walks off the plane once they arrive, finally standing tall, looking like the rest during the flying around had done him well. He had a couple of frags on his belt, alongside a new pistol.
	Vermian	"Gruk, bring that large box with us as we go."
	Hrunting	exits the plane once they arrive, lugging his missile launcher along side him. His great-chain sword slung behind his back, over-top his jump-pack.
	EvilBob	Gruk lifts up the big box for Vermian, leaving Divya on the plane as she went to try and do her things.
	Charity	walks out as well, Usha on her shoulder, and a wicked smile on her face
	Zyr	emerges from his room with his long-las slung over his shoulder. He descends the ramp to join the others.
	Vermian	looks around, seeming to be waiting for the usual Khorne peeps to show up, or come out to meet them.
	Hrunting	"So, what's the plan here? Specifics? Who do we find and what do we kill or are we here to just faff about and talk?"
	Turius	walks off, still holding his chainsword, observing the area
	EvilBob	A number of guards could be seen standing outside of the front door of the compound. One of them raises their rifle to their sights, taking a moment to peek at the group as they came in. He lowers his weapon, before consulting a dataslate.
	Vermian	looks to Hrunting, waiting a moment before speaking. "We're getting the Khorne warriors ready to go. Then we are intercepting a shipment of drugs."
	Vermian	"We're going to steal some of it. Then deliver the rest, to get in good with the faction who wants it."
	EvilBob	The man puts the dataslate away, before motioning the group closer. He pulls out a vox, and talks into it.
	Hrunting	says monotonously, "Alright then. Do we have the location of the drugs?"
	Vermian	taps his helmet. "Yes. So long as what I learned from the men who's minds I consumed is true."
	Vermian	begins walking to the man with the vox.
	Zyr	brings up the rear
	Hrunting	follows along with the group, keeping aware of possible sniper nests.
	EvilBob	He puts his vox down. His face seemed to be bone white, or at first glance appeared to be so, it covered with a bone white mask that only let his nose through. He motions to the other guard to start moving the gate with him. The man yells out, "Clear to go through. Commander Batarn cleared it herself."
	EvilBob	There were indeed four or so guard towers on all four sides of the ramshackle compound, looking like the whole thing was made in a hurry with whatever was around and available at the time. A few skulls were placed on top of the aluminium posts that made up the chainlink fence around the compound, which had three structures total.
	Vermian	heads on in, whenever the gate was open, looking to find the leader lady.
	EvilBob	One looking as if it were some kind of command post, sitting on a number of stilts off the ground about a half meter. One seemed to be sleeping quarters, having had a good section of it removed by much violence recently.
	EvilBob	A third looked as if it was once a garage in recent times. Soldiers were doing calisthenics in between the two latter buildings.
	Hrunting	snorts derisively underneath his helmet at the soldiers, "What the shit are they doing dancing about like idiots there?"
	EvilBob	A few moments later, the command post's door is opened, the tallish blonde woman stepping out of it, flanked on either side by a pair of even larger soldiers, and followed by a much smaller and shorter soldier in behind her.
	Vermian	"We've got a couple of hours, before the shipment starts moving to where they planned to hit it. If you're still onboard."
	EvilBob	She nods. "Of course. James, if you would be so kind as to direct these men to their reward in the storage bunker, I would speak with their commander."
	Von_Malik	nudges Turius and whispers
	Von_Malik	~We have a commander?~
	Hrunting	mutters under his breath, "Fucking Commander my fat ass.... We're supposed to be partners."
	Turius	shrugs
	Vermian	looks down to his warhound, and either ignoring the whispers and grumbling or not hearing them. "I assume you mean me? I'm just "the brains" as Hrunting put it, lest someone else wishes to find us entertainment."
	EvilBob	"Whoever. Terms of endearment."
	Von_Malik	chuckles
	EvilBob	"Could be the fucking lord of cookies for all that it fucking matters. Whoever's gonna step up and tell me straight what the fuck we're gonna be doing," The smaller man, with his hands on his laspistol and handaxe, motions for all to follow after him.
	Vermian	nods, and moves to follow the woman.
	Zyr	moves to follow the smaller man
	Hrunting	would follow whoever James is and asks out-loud. "So? Which one of you fucks is James and where's my loot?"
	EvilBob	The smallish man wearing big black framed glasses, and moving with a bit of a sullen pace towards the supply bunker, seemed to be the man to follow. He moves along quietly, shuffling every now and again.
	Charity	looks sideways at Hrunting and sighs
	Hrunting	walks up to him and claps his hand across his back, "Is it you? Alright then! Show me where my stuff is, my man!"
	Hrunting	"And step it up!"
	Hrunting	laughs obnoxiously.
	Turius	waits to follow James to see if there is anything of interest
	EvilBob	The man looks suddenly at Hrunting, staring at him as if he was burning something into his soul.
	EvilBob	THe man continues, sullenly walking, after that little bit of a staring contest. He motions inside, and holds up one finger.
	EvilBob	He adjusts his mask carefully.
	Hrunting	pauses for a moment, then follows him again, noteably silent beneath his own helmet.
	EvilBob	The man lets the four or so go in and grab what they'd like, before standing and leaning against the outside of the bunker.
	Zyr	moves in and attempts to scrounge up some smoke grenades.
	Divya	would eventually return from her room, and rejoin the group, a plasma pistol now on her armor as she would walk up to Vermains side, servo-skull hovering near her
	EvilBob	A woman with dyed pink skin, bright blonde hair, and as little clothing as was possible walks in behind Divya, her body covered in black skin vine tattoos, and wearing as little as could possible be worn without totally making the whole outfit worst.
	EvilBob	*worthless
	Charity	turns from browsing the armoury "I like her style, Divya, what's her name?"
	Hrunting	exits from the tent with another chain-blade at his hip, bringing his sword count to four. He eyes the masked figure known as James for a moment.
	EvilBob	There were a few stares of anger as she walked in, soldiers stopping from the activities, (sharpening weapons, unjamming chains, preparing knives and the like) just to give a bit of a suspicious stare. James could be seen with his arms folded against the bunker itself, leaning against it.
	Hrunting	leans over to James and asks him, "So? What's with the bitch? I didn't know you fellas were into whores."
	Vermian	would begin heading back to the group after speaking to the Khorne leader. "We should be good to go. They are onboard, and whatever spook we take off the top is ours to keep."
	Divya	looks at Charity "A slave that now serves me, do not bother yourself with her."
	Von_Malik	waits with an eerie level of calmness as the others pick up their nick nacks
	Hrunting	"Wait... that's ours? Aww fuck yes!"
	EvilBob	He says nothing, Hrunting likely a half foot taller than he was. The man's arms tighten as he leans against the building.
	Divya	would takke a moment to appraise Hrunting, nodding to herselve. She too would eventually pick out a laspistol that was to the hereteks liking.
	Vermian	"Well.. whenever you lot are ready to load up, we can move I think. If you want to go with the ground forces I say stay here.. I don't know how we'll be using the plane to get onto the tanker just yet."
	Vermian	"Though I guess Hrunting would find that easy."
	Vermian	gestures to his jump pack.
	Vermian	looks them all over before he starts walking back to the plane, taking a moment to glance at Divya's follower.
	Zyr	heads back out of the armoury with his smoke grenades
	Hrunting	claps James on the shoulder once again and says, "Well, I'm off to kill. Tell Him I said hello. Blood for the Blood God, eh?" before leaving to board the plane. He would casually draw and sheath his swords as he boarded, adjusting their location on his bandolier slightly after each draw.
	EvilBob	A pair of trucks were being readied, as Gruk hands off a box to a set of comparitively smaller soldiers, who began to unbox it.
	Von_Malik	Leaves back for the plane to make preparerations of his own
	Charity	walks out with a longlas that has a few attachments, "You sure, Divya? If that's how you lean, we might have much to discuss..."
	EvilBob	The woman follows after Divya, standing on oddly carved highheels. The plane is reloaded once more with the group if there were no objections to this, of course.
	Divya	"Your attempts in that endeavor shall forever be fruitless, for I am not a sprite one might have resting upon their shoulders."
	Hrunting	addresses Divya with his usual tact and poise, "Hey Medic? Who's the bitch in the high-heels?"
	Charity	smiles and pats Usha's head, "This poor girl was one i found in the underhive, so strung out she could only say her name. She's been getting better under my care, though..."
	EvilBob	There is a stressed giggle from atop of Charity's shoulders.
	Turius	grabs a regular chainaxe, and tucks it away, stepping out of the armory.
	Von_Malik	++Turius I'll be in the plane preparing. You know where to find me if I'm required++
	Hrunting	"Mighty muscular fuck... why does everyone seem to have a pet?"
	EvilBob	[ALright, who's going on the ground?]
	Divya	"As I have said, Hrunting, she was a slave, now serves me. Of what interest is it to you?"
	Hrunting	shrugs his shoulders and says, "Just curious is all. What she do?"
	Divya	"She distracts those I desire slain."
	Divya	turns her power armored head, red-tinted glass blocking her eyes from view "I would say she does this job admirably."
	Vermian	finds a seat and waits.
	Divya	would follow her lord, taking the plane as well
	Charity	takes the plane as well, at the very least she'll get some flyby info for targets
	Hrunting	"Ha! The fuck? That's all?"
	Hrunting	laughs again, Gya-ha-ha-ing all the way back into the plane.
	EvilBob	SHe bends over and grabs her knees as Hrunting speaks, sticking out her tongue a little.
	Divya	would observe the slave, looking back to Hrunting "Perhaps."
	Von_Malik	Was sitting in the rear of the plane, relaxing and chatting with Greed
	Hrunting	looks at the slave, then back to Divya, then back to the slave. "She does a damn fine job of doing so. Make sure she dosen't get fucked up. I'll need some in-flight entertainment. Gya-hahaha!"
	EvilBob	Gruk takes a bit, trying to get himself to enter the comparitively smaller aircraft, before saying, "Big thoughts, big thoughts," he says as he forces himself inside.
	Hrunting	"Sure is cramped..."
	Turius	gets onto the plane as well
	Zyr	takes a seat on the jet
	Vermian	sits quietly, just waiting for everyone to be loaded up, petting his warhound, looking deep in thought.
	Hrunting	would stay standing near an exit on the plane.
	EvilBob	She grins, before sitting in a chair, folding her legs carefully. The warhound barks, before the back door shuts, and the plane takes off.
	Divya	would sit next to Vermian, staying silent so as not to disturb the man.
	EvilBob	An hour passes, and then a half hour, before the pilot says over vox, ++Alright, so you want me to bring you over the top of this convoy? I'm already seeing a little action down below, on the augurs.++
	Vermian	"Sure, take us down above, and open up the back."
	Vermian	"Try to keep it steady. If they have any escort cars, I think we need to take those out first."
	Vermian	"Can bring us down over one of those."
	EvilBob	++Bringing her in close, it's going to get hot.++ He says, as the craft veers in close to the ground. The door to the back starts opening up.
	EvilBob	Outside, in the dying light of a sun who has set, could be seen three trucks and cars ahead of a larger semi, and three behind it, following swiftly in formation. It looked as if most of the escort vehicles were armed, having a few brightly coloured gangers standing on the backs of each, in the heretek shaped technicals that they were.
	EvilBob	Stubber rounds, and lasbolts were already at this point, firing inside the open landing bay door of the plane.
	Von_Malik	puts a hand to the side of his head
	Von_Malik	++Pilot do we have any rear ballistics on this vehicle?++
	Hrunting	steadies himself and draws his missile launcher. ++Hey! If anyone else can use this better than I can? This should do the trick! Gya-ha-ha-ha!++
	EvilBob	++Nothing of note. All we got is our ground support guns.++
	Charity	yawns and grabs up her longlas, and hands Usha her traditional weapon.
	Charity	++Anyone feel like getting on the ground support guns for some support?++
	EvilBob	Usha takes up the lasgun, and aims. A stuttered, "b-b-badman!" could be heard.
	Turius	gets up, grabbing his chain greatsword
	Von_Malik	++Understood. Try and get us just in front and above that vehicle. We need to stop it before we jump out like idiots++
	Hrunting	++Gya-ha-ha-ha! Fuck it!++
	Charity	slaps in a fresh charge pack, flicks it up to high power before stabilising and aiming. ++We'll be aiming for drivers, then.++
	Hrunting	jumps out from the landing bay door of the plane and starts jetting towards the trucks.
	Von_Malik	looks to Charity
	Von_Malik	I'd appreciate if you took out the wheels instead. If they crash the vehicle the cargo could be destroyed
	EvilBob	Another 10m closer. Bullets and lasbolts were burning up everything but nothing as they were being fired, filling the back with holes. From opposite sides on this highway, could be seen the two blood red trucks barrelling out of them at high speed.
	Charity	"Wheelshots would have the same effect and still leave one of their members combat effective. no."
	Vermian	stays sitting, waiting for the warriors to handle most of it. "Really if we could take all of the vehicles intact it might be nice, though I've no idea how to do that."
	Vermian	"But here is a fight, as I understand that is all most of you desire."
	Charity	"Drugs are nice, Vermian, favor is better. But we have to do some killing to get them."
	Von_Malik	"I feel the need to point out the futility of that comment. I doubt those who are actually leaving the plane are overly concerned with killing one more man
	Hrunting	++Quit talking and start shooting you idiots!++
	Von_Malik	folds his hands together in his seat, watching the others. He turns to Greed and looks towards the door
	Von_Malik	"Greed please unleash some aggression towards those vehicles outside"
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	EvilBob	Usha yells "Badmen! Badmen!" As she fires a lasbolt at the second vehicle, barely denting it. It's the first lasbolt that seems to do quite a bit, burning a hole into the vehicle's windshield and cracking it, causing the driver to drive a bit erratically.
	EvilBob	The second vehicle opens fire on the Charity on her position on the end of the landing bay door.
	EvilBob	Heavy stubber fire rains down upon her position like rain on a blistery day, the man in the arms seat having a good day, where it seems Charity will not.
	Von_Malik	stands up, looking to Turius, adjusting his helmet under his robes
	Von_Malik	++Turius I'd say they are close enough now++
	Turius	jumps onto the closest vehicle from the back of the jet
	EvilBob	The third vehicle takes a moment, and then as Turius moves to jump down on the first vehicle, fires with all gusto on the marine as he lands.
	EvilBob	Bullets and stubbers could be seen flying and firing respectively as Turius impacts the engine of the first car, smashing up the hood of the thing something fierce.
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	Charity	drops to the ground as bullets impact her form
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	Divya	looks to Charity "Would you wish I do something about her?"
	EvilBob	The stubbers on the front of the truck began firing, as well as the autocannon atop the tanker itself, at the marine and the plane.
	EvilBob	Vermian may act, as autocannons threaten the large marine, heavy stubber firing impacting the roof of the plane and little else.
	Vermian	leans forward, grabbing Charity by the shoulder and firing warpstuff from his free hand. He would hopefully pull her back into the plane a bit further with the rest of his action so they were out of line of fire.
	Turius	manages to dodge the incoming fire while still hanging on
	EvilBob	Autocannon rounds impact the ground ahead of the legionnaire as warpstuff starts a flying.
	EvilBob	And then warp stuff starts a hitting, as the first car is struck while Turius is aboard it, impacting and burning the thing beneath him with foul energies.
	EvilBob	Zyr may act.
	EvilBob	Sparks and flames start as the technical's weapon is burned and lit aflame in front of Turius, the car seemingly having little willingness to go on at this point.
	Vermian	looks to Divya. "Patch her up if you do not mind? She's yet to do anything to be underserving of some aid."
	Divya	nods "Of course, Lord."
	Divya	would call over her servo-skull and begin working upon the woman with assistance.
	Zyr	reaches out with his mind and attempts to push the brake pedal within the truck in hard.
	EvilBob	There is an ungodly screech from the semi as its brakes kick in.
	EvilBob	A few seconds later, could be heard a bung noise from the far rear of the convoy itself, and then screeches, another bang, and then could be seen the two vehicles left behind as the two were stopped.
	EvilBob	The third vehicle drives around the other two's attempts at recreating a terrible derby and drives alongside the tanker.
	EvilBob	The furthest two trucks open fire on the convoy.
	Von_Malik	Watches on quietly as the vehicles collide
	Zyr	"Well, that worked"
	EvilBob	One of the truck's guns seemingly stops firing, as the soldier could be seen from this distance hitting and slapping at the heavy stubber within.
	EvilBob	It's the other one, armed with an autocannon, that manages a couple hits on the far truck.
	EvilBob	Autocannon shells could be seen impacting the side of the truck.
	Hrunting	's afterburners light up as he accelarates towards the lead truck with his great-chainsword in his hands, his voice drowned out by the burning of his jump pack and the whirring of his sword.
	EvilBob	Hrunting lands in the furthest truck, which was currently under fire by a number of khornates, who seemed to have done a good number on the thing.
	EvilBob	Scratch that.
	EvilBob	Hrunting lands in the truck just ahead of the semi, in good view of the weapons built onto the front of the massive thing.
	EvilBob	[...]
	EvilBob	Scratch that.
	EvilBob	He lands on the semi, in view of the two weapons on top of the tank itself.
	EvilBob	Greed opens fire on the second truck in the convoy.
	EvilBob	Charity and Usha may go while he rolls.
	EvilBob	Stubber rounds fire out the back of the plane as Greed aims his heavy stubber out the back door.
	Charity	i'm still unconcious, you decide usha's target for maximum vengance with the supershot
	EvilBob	The ganger manning the autocannon is splattered by Hrunting's attack, as the other one near the back takes aim at him.
	EvilBob	Usha lands on her knees, as she floats upwards, and starts to bawl. She yells, "BAD MEN!" As she aims for the car that damaged Charity, and which Turius was aboard.
	EvilBob	And with that, a one in a thousand shot catches the front of the craft.
	EvilBob	There is a bright gout of flame as the promethium inside the craft catches alight with the bolt and explodes.
	EvilBob	The legionnaire slams into the second craft down the line as the vehicles plow through it.
	EvilBob	Turius may act.
	EvilBob	The plane yanks upwards as it manages to dodge the worst of the ordeal.
	Von_Malik	sits back down, sighing through his helm
	Turius	unleashes a furious attack on the driver with his chain greatsword, shouting every curse he knows
	Vermian	wobbles as the plane moves about, watching the fight down below, hard to tell how he felt about it all with his helmet on.
	Von_Malik	looks to Divya
	Von_Malik	Do I recall this vehicle having support guns accessible from here?
	Vermian	"I think they are forward facing, and a bit high calibur. We might not want to use it on the truck. Or the two down there fighing."
	Divya	"I have not concerned myself with any such things. Why not go down and support him, he looks as if he might be in need of medicae anyway."
	EvilBob	The vehicle suddenly veers off to its left, before crashing into a lightpost with Turius still aboard it, smashing the weapons built onto the back briefly.
	EvilBob	Divya may act.
	Von_Malik	shrugs
	Von_Malik	"Considering we've already blown up one of the vehicles. I don't imagine much of the cargo is left to salvage"
	Vermian	"As long as the main truck stays intact we should have something."
	Divya	"Perhaps most of the cargo remains on the semi."
	EvilBob	The remaining autocannon opens up on Hrunting, as the heavy stubber continues to fire upwards at the plane
	EvilBob	Heavy stubber fire connects, but probably won't do much. The last truck in front of the semi fires at Turius as it drives past him and the smashed vehicle.
	EvilBob	Zyr may act.
	Hrunting	stares at the heavy-stubber gunner and revs his great-sword.
	Zyr	aims at one of the gunners before squeezing the trigger.
	EvilBob	The nearest gunner is ashed by Zyr, as his body disappears in a sudden gout of localised flame.
	EvilBob	The two khorne boys drive up ahead, one attempting to deal with a jammed gun, the other, well, firing on the crashed truck as it passed.
	EvilBob	It is then, that the vehicle carrying Turius and his form is consumed by a bright flame as a single of the autocannon shells connect, the vehicle exploding once more.
	Von_Malik	stands up, walking to the open bay of the plane, speaking in a surpringingly calm manner
	Von_Malik	Did our momentary allies just Incinerate our personal Astartes?
	Vermian	"I think the car just exploded. No idea if they meant to do that or not. I'd hope not."
	Divya	looks to Malik "...In any case, I do still have the Narthecium you refused."
	Hrunting	++What the SHIT?++
	Von_Malik	"They shot an immobile vehicle with him on it. In any case I suppose someone should retrieve him before they do"
	Divya	would draw her plasma pistol "Then perhaps we are dealing with more than just the Slaaneshis?"
	Hrunting	++Are we going to kill everyone then?++
	Von_Malik	Looks to Divya, pulling off his helmet and smiling politely at her
	EvilBob	Hrunting may act.
	Von_Malik	"Now madam I am a man of diplomacy, My decision would be to discuss the matter, however....it is fortunate in this case that noone here listens to me"
	Von_Malik	he finishes, refitting the helm
	Divya	quirks her head "What might I have done to offend you?"
	Zyr	"We are going to kill the khornates?"
	Hrunting	's jump-pack burns brightly as he jets towards the one who shot him with the autocannon, great-chainsword revving.
	Vermian	"Well I don't think they meant to kill him.. I don't see what they have to gain from it."
	Vermian	shrugs, looking to Zyr. "Up to you. I don't think Hrunting cares one way or the other."
	Zyr	has a perplexed look on his face.
	EvilBob	The second autocannon gunner atop the semi-truck is pureed, as Greed moves to throw Von_Malik on his order.
	Von_Malik	"I would ever claim to be offended. Merely alight with a small measure of surprise and interest in your responce. The gentlemen in me disagrees in killing everyone, however my blood bond with the Astartes dwells on some measure of blood thirst"
	Von_Malik	nods to Greed
	Divya	"Ah. Indeed, as they have turned on our most powerful asset, perhaps they soon seek to down this vessel. We may very well seek revenge before they begin attacking the rest of us."
	Von_Malik	"Do try to aim for the top of the vehicle Greed. I'd like to retrieve the cargo in tact"
	Hrunting	+++Look! Can we just deal with this later? Am I to kill them or not?++
	Von_Malik	extends a hand to Divya before being thrown
	Von_Malik	"Mad'am as much as it pains my pride. I will need that device to secure our asset"
	Vermian	"+I'd rather you not Hrunting! At least focus on the Slaaneshi's and see if they attack another of us!+"
	Hrunting	++Alright, now let's stop talking confusing shit and deal with all our opponents. Who else do I have to kill?++
	Divya	"I lack it upon my possession, it would take me some time to retrieve it."
	Vermian	"+Kill anyone guarding the truck, leave the Khorne boys till we know they are trying to kill us!+"
	Hrunting	++Okay, this is how this team is supposed to work now! Never a missed communication!++
	Von_Malik	"Very well. off I go then"
	EvilBob	Greed grabs a hold of Von Malik, and then throws him from the plane a the front of the semi.\
	EvilBob	At that point, he connects with the front of the semi, rolling onto the hood of the craft, and then smashes into the cab of the thing.
	Divya	nods "Of course, Lord."
	EvilBob	Charity and Usha may act.
	Hrunting	++...what was that?++
	Von_Malik	crashes through the window ++I call that the human bullet sir++
	EvilBob	With a crash and a bang, the semi starts swerving violently.
	EvilBob	At that point, Hrunting loses his grip and then slips off the top of the tanker as it swerved, throwing him a good three meters off..
	Hrunting	++Why would you even think that's a good idea?++
	Hrunting	would sound a little bit winded.
	EvilBob	Off the side of the truck and then bouncing off the side of the one of the Khorne boys as he lands on the pavement.
	Vermian	"..Hmm.."
	Hrunting	groans in pain.
	Divya	"Honestly, Lord, it appears we're doing them a favor."
	Hrunting	++What. The. Fuck. Please stop doing stupid shit like that!++
	Von_Malik	looks over to the driver, Now sitting inside the remains of his former gunner, adjusting himself in the seat "Now that you've seen how we treat ourselves. I'm going to suggest stopping this vehicle and surrendering. At least you'll get to live and report this"
	EvilBob	The man nods, freaked the fuck out, as he hits the brakes.
	Turius	lays on the ground next to the exploded vehicle, out cold from the sheer force. His suit kicks in, working on restoring his consciousness
	Divya	would nod, pointing her weapon at the man that she had selected. With a sigh, she would squeeze the trigger and send two bolts of super-heated gases at her target, Hrunting.
	Divya	then directs the servo-skull to fire with its hell weapon as well.
	EvilBob	And then hellbolts and plasmablasts catch Hrunting's prone form on the pavement as treachery rears its ugly head. One of the drivers yanks hard and drives out of the way of the incoming semi-rear.
	EvilBob	Vermian may act.
	Vermian	looks to Divya as she opens fire on Hrunting and shrugs, holding out his hand and doing the same, but with the energies of the warp, almost half heartedly.
	EvilBob	Warp energies strike Hrunting, as the two khorne boys slow down and make a turn.
	EvilBob	The autocannon truck takes a while shot at Turius.
	EvilBob	Zyr may act, as the truck makes no joy in its sudden spin.
	Zyr	tracks the enemy autocannoner and fires again.
	EvilBob	The autocannoner took a lasbolt to the back, and held on all the tighter to the controls of his weapon.
	EvilBob	Hrunting is currently indisposed. Greed and Von_Malik may act.