<Zak> The grin on Zak's face is more than tinged with madness. "I don't see any breathers on those guards."
* Rezrel pulls out his own breather and nods
* Flavion coms Tarl. "Lock yours, ours are going to feel shortness of breath followed by shortness of lifespan."
* Rezrel attaches the grim leather apparatus to his facec, really raising his beauty by about a million nothces and takes position at the door. "Make sure he puts some air back for when we go."
<Moxiane> The vox crackles in reply a few seconds later, "Sorry, Father - the controls won't obey, I think they've been subverted. I've locked the other hatch, but I don't know for how long. Can't see any movement in there on the vid, though."
* Rezrel nods, shakes his head, racks his favourite gun and gestures at the door. "Me first, then?"
* Zak touches her side, her handing coming back with fresh blood on it. "After you."
<Flavion> "That's alright, my Son, this would hardly be a test worthy of our skill were it easy," Flavion comms.
* Flavion locks and loads the flamer, which does not mind a bit of air to breathe.
* Rezrel tries to open the door
<Moxiane> The door controls refuse to respond, the various runes above the controls remaining resolutely red.
* Rezrel glances at Flav, "Get Tarl to open the door. I'll go in first and hopefully destroy their minds. I wouldn't mind you coming in hot right after.
* Flavion gets on the comms. "Tarl, how're your door-opening skills? It's your opening skills or a box cutter, and I left mine planet-side."
<Moxiane> With a rush of venting gases from above the hatch starts to slide slowly upwards. At the first sign of movement from it the warriors standing at the shuttle's hatch start firing at the ever-widening gap, bullets careening off the metal floor.
<Moxiane> After the quick burst of first, the soldiers withdraw behind the shuttle's landing gear, seeking what cover there is in the bay.
* Rezrel steps through the door, his cowl falling back to reveal the horror that is his distorted warped head.
* Rezrel throws his arms out wide and smiles a hideous smile, the rebreather shifting to accomidate the pull of his lips as he closes his eyes, spins once and throws his psychic will at the room.
* Zak watches rezrel go. Her look of grim determination suddenly changes as she realises what rezrel is about to do. She dives at flavion pulling him to the ground. "Close your eyes. Cover your ears!" she whispers loudly at him, and follows her own advice.
* Rezrel lowers his arms as a corrupt sliver of madness slides from him to them, the disease of the warp contagious in its insanity.
* Flavion does exactly that.
<Moxiane> Three of the nude warriors collapse to the bay's floor, screaming, crying and/or vomiting uncontrollably. The last one takes one look at Rezrel and runs screaming to the far end of the bay and starts to whimper, "Let me out! Let me out!"
* Rezrel drops to his knees, his cloak billowing dramatically and with his arms curled back, gesturing to zak to move in.