Liberation of Nova Spera Session 10

	CawklesGM	The crackling tendrils of energy arc for but a few more moments before chill and silence settles across the room, mingling with the slick blood that pools across the floor. Nobody present seems to be processing what they are seeing. Figures of Ghadeeran legend, nightmares whose purpose was to scare naughty children and nothing more. They are here, clad in horrid flesh pale as snow and mutilated by scars, hooks, barbs, and haughty indifference to the plight of their prey. There is something so darkly beautiful and graceful about the host, an incomprehensible alien splendor that predates Shaban and Ashura by eons. Jurdik is first to crack; in a blind animal panic he turns tail and runs, his garbled screaming echoing as he rapidly ascends the staircase. The woman-thing, the gorgeous creature whose costume leaves little to the imagination, strides forward first, her sensual movements oozing with the force of a violent predator. Nobody lifts a finger as she struts forward to grab the withered and stunned rogue Inquisitor by his collar so that she might cut his throat and bathe in the torrent of arterial blood, letting it flow across her bare pale skin and pour in-between her lips. The inquisitor didn't even put up a fight; he was so stunned and disoriented, it was like beheading a child. Oliver De Frank quickly stumbles to his feet, tottering for a moment, his senses also boggled by the missile's concussive force. His form, slick with blood, weakly limps forward, away from the alien creatures. The Lord of the aliens, the one in the cloak of man-flesh, turns his imperious countenance towards De Frank. He points a bony, gauntleted finger at him. "Aethkazain aep Illrianin Saim-harr, Mon'Keigh. Dreth! Haiq Dreth Noldar!"  The peremptory remark spurs the black clad alien warriors forward but elicits a chuckle from the floating abomination. It seems Snow Squad and her allies are beneath the notice of these new comers. That is, until...
	Rajh_Tara	fires at the succubus in a panicking state of fear.
	CawklesGM	The Succubus, licking up the succulent dying misery of the old inquisitor, looks up too late. A trio of burning lasers storm across the small room, their whip-like reports snapping everybody's attention at the sordid scene unfolding. The three lasers land right into her shoulder, blasting the limb right from its socket in a fiery explosion that pitches her to the ground. Not a sound emerges from her lips. Not a twitch when she hits the ground. The entire Dark Eldar Host now stares at Snow Squad, their forms twisting to face them. Their movements are so subtle, so fluid, it's almost hard to perceive it when they start to raise their weapons...
	CawklesGM	"BREAK BREAK BREAK!" Sergeant Pounder thunders. "WE'RE OUTTA HERE!"
	XMB-173	        starts spewing oil and lubricant fluid
	CawklesGM	The storm trooper squad whips around, a few laser beams erupting from their hellguns as a deterrent against pursuit. "SHITE!" Muffin screeches. "SHITE UN MEH BOOTZ!"
	Ishmael	        tries to grab the nearest squadmate and head back up on the tunnel!
	CawklesGM	Maurice Rose is already tearing his way up the staircase, leaving everybody else behind. "HURRY UP YOU DUMMIES! THOSE ARE ELDAR! ELDAAAR!" He screams. "I FUCKING HATE THESE GUYS THRONE DAMMIT SHIT CUNT ASS..." His stream of obscenities never seems to end.
	Roland	        begins to retreat
	Ace_Nerat	tosses some stun grenades in the enemies direction, then makes a full 180 degree turn and sprints away, grabbing Muffin as he goes.
	Rajh_Tara	in a hysterical fit of laughter starts running.
	XMB-173	        starts running, vomiting all the way
	CawklesGM	Rushing up the staircase as well, taking advantage of the confusion, is Oliver De Frank. Haggard, bloody, and exhausted, he's trying his best to keep up with the fleeing humans. "Help!" He shouts, pitiful. "For the Emperor's sake man, help! I know...I know things look bad but I can explain if you get me out of here! Please! PLEASE!" The stun grenades pop like firecrackers among the eldar ranks, disorienting them, buying more precious time. But judging by the pithy alien remarks, Snow  Squad has really made them ornery...
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	finally regains his senses, unfortunately Izem does so while at a full run with Ish leading him by the arm. He continues to run with Ish, not wanting to look back.
	Ace_Nerat	"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THIS PLANET."
	CawklesGM	Muffin, squealing in Ace's grasp, glares at De Frank's limping form. "Fakku, ya deek 'ead! I 'ope tees fukken whatevas slap ya arse!"
	Roland	        "Ok come on." Roland says as he then helps De Frank.
	Ace_Nerat	he shouts while running, regretting every decision that led him here
	Ishmael	        lets go of Izem and readies his launcher on the way up.
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"What the hell are those....things!?"
	Rajh_Tara	"DEVILS!"
	Ace_Nerat	"Doesn't matter, run faster!"
	Rajh_Tara	talking in a mix of gibberish, Mandi, and Low Gothic with the only recognizable word being "THE CURSE!"
	Roland	        keeps moving up the stairs with the help of Abbass to help De Frank.
	CawklesGM	Abbass spits. The decision to keep De Frank upsets him, but right now is a mad dash to survival. The setting sun of the surface winks through the massive archway that serves as the entrance to the temple complex. Snow Squad stumbles through, into the chilly ocean of mountains and snow. Jurdik is nowhere to be seen, but the back hatch of the Aquila is already open. Trotting towards it are Sergeant Pounder's stormtroopers; the three other Inquisitorial vessels landed nearby sit serenely.
	CawklesGM	Muffin wiggles her way out of Ace's grasp, tearing off towards the Aquila. "JURDIK YA DONKUS MEH GENNA KEK YER ARSE YA BLUDDY COWWOW!"
	Ishmael	        fires off a krak missile at the entry archway, hoping that will buy them some time.
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	almost loses his balance as he launches past the crest of the top of the stairs. He rights himself and continues to sprint madly towards the waiting Aquila.
	Roland	        arrives at the Aquila, he drops De Frank to the ground and aims his Triplex Pattern Lasgun at him.
	XMB-173	        arrives at the Aquilla.
	CawklesGM	Mr. Rose thumbs his microbead. He has a short conversation, filled with wild cursing and not much progress. He files into the aquila with Snow Squad and the Stormtroopers. Cynthia is sitting in her little corner, looking pale. Maybe her uniform's tight fit is slowly strangling her. Maurice barrels in, nearly tripping over himself as he pounds on the pilot's hatch. "FLY THRONE DAMMIT! FLY! FLY! GET MY ASS BACK TO THE MENTIROSA!" De Frank looks up at Roland, putting his hands up slowly as begins to remonstrate.
	Ace_Nerat	sprints to the Aquilla, making it there last as he turns and stares at the stairs, perplexed. He never wants to see the horrible creatures again, but also wishes to stare at them for eternity.
	CawklesGM	"Mr. Roland, please. I know you have no reason to trust me, but I have nothing left to hide anymore. If you let me aboard I'll explain it all. Everything. You'll finally have your answers. Just...please don't shoot me."
	Roland	        "Get in now before I let the others shoot you."
	Rajh_Tara	"Cut his throat! DEVIL WORSHIPER!"
	Ishmael	        then grabs De Frank and pushes him against one of the shuttle's walls. "YOU DAMNED SNAKE!" He then goes to punch him, repeatedly.
	Roland	        grabs Ishmael to stop him.
	CawklesGM	The aquila's engines begin to roar as the boosters slowly awaken to life. With a single earth shaking roar, the Aquila darts into the air.
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	collapses against one of the crash-seats and idly straps himself in.
	Rajh_Tara	falls to the floor as the Aquila starts moving.
	CawklesGM	Muffin whoops, tapping Ishmael on the shoulder. "Lemme git a fuh leeks in der meself, yeh?"
	XMB-173	        "Xenos. Disgusting Xenos. As if one variety wasn't enough."
	Ishmael	        lands one last solid punch onto his jaw before being dragged away from him, screaming and kicking for a while before regaining part of his composure.
	Ace_Nerat	"She was so... beautiful." He says, staring blankly at the wall.
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"She?! SHE?! That was an abomination, Ace!"
	Rajh_Tara	is laying on the floor still in a fear induced panic.
	CawklesGM	De Frank takes the beating with as much dignity as he can, trying not to well up in tears and cry out in agony as his face is split and knocked about. Muffin tries to shove Roland away, but Abbass stands up and gets in her face. "Muffin, lady, stop it. Act like an adult, for once! That goes for all of you!"
	Roland	        sits Ishmael down before going over to De Frank and forcing him to sit down as well.
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"A daemon wearing a female's flesh." Izem then shivers at the memory of it.
	CawklesGM	Jurdik nods. "Shit ain't right. And Abbass, shut your-"
	Ishmael	        stares daggers into De Frank during the entire flight.
	XMB-173	        "What have I done that is juvenile?"
	XMB-173	        "I do not understand."
	CawklesGM	"I don't wanna hear it you fucking coward," Abbass snaps. Abbass? Snappinga to somebody? It seems like even he cannot keep his cool.
	Roland	        finishes locking De Frank in his seat before turning to look over at Abbass, Jurdik, and Muffin.
	Ace_Nerat	stands, towering over everyone of his squad-mates "SHUT THE FUCK UP AND SIT DOWN BEFORE I WRING ALL OF YOUR NECKS!"
	CawklesGM	"Chuka" snickers, checking her equipment. Maurice, after pacing around in the aisle, sits down next to his squeeze. Lounging beside her, he sighs, exhausted.
	Rajh_Tara	starts praying in Mahdi.
	XMB-173	        "Oh, are we doing another interrogation? I do so enjoy those."
	XMB-173	        gives De Frank a creepy stare.
	CawklesGM	Mr. Rose hits a few buttons on a nearby dataslate before thumbing his microbead. Muffin, Jurdik, and Abbass instantly goes silent at Ace's thundering voice, their arguing suddenly arrested.
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"Is everyone okay....physically?" Izem asks with a hoarse voice. He starts to drink heartily from his canteen.
	Ishmael	        opens up after a long period of personal silence. "Why?" He asks, still staring.
	Roland	        helps Rajh get up and helps him into one of the open seats.
	Ace_Nerat	directs his attention to De Frank
	Ace_Nerat	"Tell me everything."
	Ace_Nerat	"Now."
	CawklesGM	"Hey, it's Maurice," Mr. Rose says into his microbead. "Yeah I'm getting boosted by the Aquila. Guess what I just ran into? Dark Eldar. That's right. They're hear thanks to the late Mr. Dietrich. Yeah that's right, LATE. We shouldn't celebrate too soon now, Shana. I need to get back to the Mentirosa as soon as-" Mr. Rose turns pale, his jaw dropping a little. There is a barely perceptible twitch to his eye.
	CawklesGM	"You gotta be kidding me. She WHAT? Look I don't have enough fuel, Fitz. If I don't go back now, we're..."
	CawklesGM	"Okay. Fine. I'll improvise....somehow. See ya babe. Later."
	CawklesGM	Maurice leans forward and plants his face in his hands. De Frank, his face swollen, split, and bloody, can only moan and groan at Ace's quistioning.
	Rajh_Tara	regains some of his cool and is embarrassed by his previous behavior.
	XMB-173	        "What?"
	Ace_Nerat	"Rose, What the hell is going on?" He says, not too stable.
	CawklesGM	"Leave him alone for now. Mr. Rageaholic over there turned his face into a blood melon. Besides we've got bigger problems," Maurice Groans. Sergeant Pounder leans forward, resting his chin on his knuckles. "What the tech-priest said, Rose. What the hell is going on." Mr. Rose makes a tired smile, shaking his head wistfully. "Res'Tanaka is sending a wave of fighters and an interceptor fleet towards the Mentirosa. If we go up there now, we're going to get shot down."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	groans. "What is with our luck this past week?"
	CawklesGM	Cynthia whimpers, agreeing with Izem's sentiment. Maurice checks a chrono on his wrist. "...And judging by our fuel reserves. We'll make it as far as the Chahanda lowlands before we're totally out of fuel and crash. So...uh...plans? Suggestions? I'm really at a loss here. I'm too used to having a fueled Aquila."
	Ace_Nerat	"I regret ever joining this stupid uprising."
	Ace_Nerat	"Well, are we in vox range of any BT forces?"
	CawklesGM	"Chuka" pats Ace's shoulder. "Now you know why I fight for coin," She says in her thick accent. The bionics latched to her head makes it hard for her to smile, but she tries anyway. Muffin stares daggers.
	Ishmael	        "We can try using the onboard vox.."
	Ace_Nerat	"Izem, can you start working on De Frank?"
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"I'm assuming we're not going to go back to the three other Aquila's, crawling with those abominations?"
	CawklesGM	"It's a risky tactic," Maurice says, rubbing his chin. "They might zero on our single by using some techno-mumble jumbo or whatever."
	Ishmael	        "Who?"
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	nods to Ace wearily. He then unstraps himself and has a look at the snake who used to be his superior officer. "Do not take my work to be a kindness to you De Frank. I wish you eaten slowly by a daemon, but you seem to have answers for us." Izem glares at the man as he examines him.
	Ishmael	        "Anyone have a map?"
	Roland	        "Well if we have no ship, then what about the Inquisitor, he must of had a ship or something?"
	Ace_Nerat	"Well we can try and hold out. We could also land and try and walk back, or we could try and find a human city and steal some transportation." He says with a shrug.
	CawklesGM	De Frank wordlessly takes the treatment, his defeat etched across his face as he hisses in pain. Maurice scratches his chin, pointing at Ishmael. "A map? I got one." He tosses it towards Ishmael. "I reckon this'll take us up to the lowlands. From there, it's about 215 Kilometers to Qalyat. Great, huh?"
	Ishmael	        starts looking into the map. "Alright, either way, we need to leave this bird down somewhere... And we need to drag this asshole with us on-top of that."
	CawklesGM	"Whatta bout tah shippie, loik wassa Rollen sed?" Maurice looks at Muffin and rolls his eyes. "Look little lady, just shut up and look pretty. I don't know where Dietrich's ship or hideout or whatever. If I knew, we would have killed the little shit."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	snaps his finger, a revelation just hit him.
	Roland	        "Why not ask De Frank then? He must know where it is."
	XMB-173	        "I believe that looking pretty would be unfeasible for Muffin. Unless Mr. Rose happens to have a full plastic surgery and augmentation suite in this Aquilla."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"Mr. Rose Are we heading south towards Qaylat?"
	Ace_Nerat	"Shut the fuck up Maurice."
	Rajh_Tara	chuckles at the Metal Priest's comment.
	Ishmael	        rolls his eyes. "Muffin!" He tries to get her attention. "Help me with this map. Also, a ship is too huge for us."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"Because if we are, we might be able to link up with General Duster's forces. He was supposed to be landing North of Qaylat, right?"
	CawklesGM	Muffin squirms over, pouring over the map. Maurice responds to Izem with a nod.
	Rajh_Tara	"Oh yea, I forgot about General Duster's advance."
	Ishmael	        "Help me find the best roads southwards."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"I say our best bet is to link up with him, especially if we're going to have to land.
	CawklesGM	Maurice snaps his fingers and grins. "Genius. You're a genius. I love it. You're hired. Hop on the horn and see if you can get aholda this 'Duster' fellow or whatever. CYNTHIA! Rub my shoulders, I'm feeling tense."
	XMB-173	        "Somebody got my joke!"
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"Ish, don't you have access to most of the BT channels?"
	Ishmael	        "Uh..."
	Ishmael	        "I would, yeah. Worth a try."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"Worst case, we could get De Frank to cough them up."
	CawklesGM	Maurice claps his hands. "Capital! Get it done, gents. Now, preferably. I hate to be *that guy*, but time is kinda sorta of the essence here."
	XMB-173	        "Let me see if I can make the fuel use more efficient..."
	XMB-173	        makes the vessel much more fuel-efficient.
	XMB-173	        "That should increase our mileage."
	XMB-173	        "If we absolutely have to, I can power it myself, but I don't imagine we'd go much farther."
	XMB-173	        "Now what?"
	CawklesGM	Muffin looks up from the map. "Getta tat doo onna harn. Seh iffa he wenna plook."
	CawklesGM	"In Gothic, please, Muffin." Abbass rolls his eyes.
	XMB-173	        "Your dialect continues to confound me, stunted woman."
	CawklesGM	"oi, yoo wenna meh tok loik a normie eh?!" She clears her throat, and her accent strains to pronounce things properly. "Hoo hoo hee hee, look at me. I'm a norm-a-l hooman being!"
	Ishmael	        "Focus, guys."
	Ishmael	        grabs Izem and works on the shuttle vox.
	Ishmael	        blinks and watches Muffin. "You know... I miss your accent." He then refocuses on the vox.
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	does his best to help Ish with the vox.
	CawklesGM	The vox barks as snow squad tries to make contact with General Duster. But...there is no such contact. There is, however, a pinging from some vox node. It's using BT hails.
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"I think we may need our metal friend to help us with that."
	Ishmael	        "We might need some tech help here."
	XMB-173	        "I am on it."
	XMB-173	        "Nothing really to decipher, but I've triangulated the coordinates."
	XMB-173	        "An easy challenge for one of my skill."
	Ishmael	        "Screw it, let's give it a try." He then fiddles with the vox. "Hello?"
	CawklesGM	++...oud and clear. This is station 2-4-Zariq, how copy over?++ A male voice crackles over the vox. ++This is Sergeant Zaqarriyya, 41st Light, 6th company, 1st platoon, come in, over.+++
	CawklesGM	Jurdik chuckles. "Sounds like one of our boys."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"Thank Ashura."
	CawklesGM	Maurice Rose pounds on the cockpit hatch. "YOU SEE THAT VOX PING ON THE INSTRUMENTS? FLY THERE! NOW!"
	CawklesGM	With a stomach churning swoop, the Aquila suddenly chances course and continues to soar down the mountains.
	Ishmael	        ++We read you with some minor interference, Sergeant. This is Master of Ordnance Ishmael Rahsingh, 11th Guerrila, Howl Company, Dock Platoon, attached to Snow Squad. What's your current situation, over?++
	Ishmael	        "Wait... I have a bad feeling about this."
	Roland	        "You always have a bad feeling about everything."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	takes his seat again, now that Ishmael appears to have everything in control. While relaxing his thoughts turn to Kahina, he worries over how she fares in the as of now, unreachable, in the Rogue Trader vessel.
	Roland	        looks over at Izem, "Something bothering you?"
	CawklesGM	++Uh...well sir, we're bivouacked at a concealed camp in the ruins of the Da Singh Village, trying to avoid Rawa Kadan Patrols. Weapons good, ammunition is plentiful, but we are having a bit of a ration problem. See, one of the guys carrying the supplies got carried off by some horsemen and he was scre-...So yeah, things could be better sir. What's an insurgent regiment doing away from Qalyat?++
	Ishmael	        ++It's one hell of a long story, Sergeant. What can you tell me about the rest of the forces under Duster?++
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	shrugs. "Given what we've been through in the week, everything is bothering me."
	CawklesGM	++About...about two weeks out. Slow going through the mountains. Rawa Kadan have been harassing them the entire way, but it beats being blasted by drones, yeah?++
	Roland	        nods, "Yea, shit really hit the fan in the last several hours."
	CawklesGM	"Unnahstaymen," Muffin chirps.
	Ishmael	        ++Indeed it does, can't seem to reach them. What was your last contact with them? Also, mind giving us a rendezvous point? Our bird will need to land soon and we carry some information of importance.++
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	pauses for a moment and he looks at Roland suddenly. He narrows his eyes.
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"You and Rose seem to be chummy. A little too chummy, Roland."
	CawklesGM	++Outside Da Singh. I'm giving the coordinates now. Last contact was about fifteen minutes ago, via relay. See you soon, Master Rashingh sir.++
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	Izem keeps his voice low. "You were the inside man, weren't you?"
	Roland	        looks back at Izem, "Took you long enough to figure it out, Mr. Rose would you like to explain to them then?"
	CawklesGM	Maurice grins. "Excellent Mr. Rashingh. Tell me, do they have any good amasec? I'm parched."
	Ishmael	        turns to Maurice with a dead serious expression. "A reconnaisance unit deep in enemy territory? Of course! And I bet they have plenty of spiced meats too."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	sighs through clenched teeth as he knocks his head back against the cushion of his seat. [Bazir] "Goddammit you piece of shit."
	CawklesGM	Maurice then turns to the rest of Snow Squad. "Oh, you just had to go and tell them Roland. Yes, Mr. Roland has been a Rook Dynasty employee for the full duration of your time knowing him. We brought him here as our eyes and ears on the front line. A prudent choice, it seems. He delivered some of this little secessionist movement's best troops right into my hands." Maurice nods at Roland and tips an invisible hat. "Thank you, Roland. And don't act so upset, Mr. Anaruz. I told you De Frank wasn't my only inside man."
	Ishmael	        "Listen, and listen good. We might be getting into some heat so keep your boys on a short leash and don't cause any problems. As far as I'm concerned we might be facing desertion charges or wor-"
	Ace_Nerat	"I'm really starting to hate you."
	CawklesGM	"Besides, if we never met, your little girlie would probably be a human shaped stain on a wall somewhere. So...you're welcome." Maurice puts his legs up and wraps his arm around his increasingly nervous looking secretary.
	Rajh_Tara	[Mahdi] "How much info did he report on us?"
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	throws his hands up in frustration. "I don't know about you, but I don't like being played like a damn sittar."
	Ishmael	        then stares at Roland and his hand twitches before closing in a tight fist.
	CawklesGM	Jurdik looks absolutely furious. "Roland, you fukken'...You were working for some dude who was loaded and you didn't even tell me? I want some of that money too, you ass!"
	Ace_Nerat	shoots a look at Roland "Thanks /Comrade/." he says venomously
	Roland	        "Look, I came here to fight the Tau, that was my reason for coming here." Rolands says to Jurdik.
	Rajh_Tara	[Mahdi] "White devils can't be trusted."
	Ishmael	        takes a step forward. "I bet that was also the reason this prick had too." He says while pointing at De Frank. "Won't stop the lasbolts I have for him anytime soon."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"We'll find out soon enough. [Bazir] Emperor willing."
	CawklesGM	"Shoot me and you face court martial," Spits De Frank. His first words in awhile. "I don't think anybody wants that."
	Rajh_Tara	"नरक में जला , शैतान"
	Ace_Nerat	"Shut your whore mouth."
	Ishmael	        "Want me to finish working on your teeth, De Frank?"
	Rajh_Tara	"Keep talking like that Frank and no one will be able to find you."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"It's a good thing no one knows your here then." Izem smiles coldly. "I'm assuming you've lied about where you've been considering what you trying to do."
	CawklesGM	His voice oozes with pain, but he otherwise seems sincere and a little frustrated. Like his haughty character was suddenly shed. "I know I deserve these threats and insults, gentlemen, but it was all for the greater good. You have to trust me."
	Roland	        gives an annoyed look at Ishmael, "Do you even know why I came here to fight the Tau over staying in the Imperial Guard?"
	Ishmael	        raises a finger at Roland before going to grab De Frank again. "Then fucking enlighten us, asshole!" He asks while putting his knife close to the traitor's throat.
	Rajh_Tara	"Greater good? That's xenos talk, Frank."
	CawklesGM	"Everything I did. Everything. It was all sanctioned by the highest command there is in the Blazing Trail. HIS," De Frank jabs his finger at Rajh. "HIS father knows all about it."
	Rajh_Tara	"What the fuck do you know about my dad?"
	Ishmael	        "The fuck are you talking about?"
	Rajh_Tara	grabs his tau pulse Rifle and points it at De Frank.
	Rajh_Tara	"Where is my father?"
	CawklesGM	"More than you, evidently." De Frank says, forcing a smile. "And as to what I speak of, listen here: Arwa the Pearl saw my talents at manipulation and subterfuge. She knew I would do anything to keep the Imperials off this damned planet so their meddling wouldn't ruin anything any longer. So she bid me to ingratiate myself into the ranks of our true enemies. Men like him." He points at Maurice, who's attention is suddenly held transfixed.
	Roland	        sees Rajh with the Pulse rifle and hits it out of his hands.
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"Mr. Rose, how far up are we?"
	Rajh_Tara	pushes Roland away before he has a chance to dismiss him.
	CawklesGM	Sergeant Pounder and his squad, who have remained silent, clear their throats audibly, trying to restore order. Maurice, a realization suddenly dawning on him, smiles a wicked grin. "High enough to turn a triple agent into a red smear on the ground."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	nods. "Someone help Ish get De Frank up."
	Rajh_Tara	"Do not mess with me, serpent."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	Izem then walks over to the ramp controls and hit's the down rune.
	Ace_Nerat	"I'm sick of all these politics, I just wanted to fight some damned Blue skins." he says glumly
	Roland	        gets up after being knocked back by Rajh.
	Ishmael	        "You are so full of shit, De Frank. I think that makes you very heavy." He then drags him to the ramp. "You better start letting it out carefully! Or you might take a really short flight."
	CawklesGM	"You kill me and the Blazing Trail will know. I can gurantee this. I don't want things to spiral out of control more than they already have." He's getting nervous, sweating. The entire compartment is suddenly whipped by buffeting torrents of air as the pressure gives way and the wind rocks everybody, tearing up loose leafs of paper.
	Ishmael	        "What's that? Can't hear you due to the wind!" He brings him closer.
	CawklesGM	"FOR THE LOVE OF THE GOD-EMPEROR MAN!" De Frank cries, watching the mountain peaks and village centers pass below. Up here, they are like dots. "I was telling you everything! Why are you doing this?!"
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"If you're smart you'll start making yourself more valuable to us. I'm sure you can SEE, that we don't take very kindly to being manipulated."
	Ishmael	        "Anyone hear what he's saying?!"
	Rajh_Tara	"Don't throw the Devil back to hell just yet."
	Ace_Nerat	"It'd be a shame to have lost you to those aliens back there..." he says icily
	CawklesGM	"What do you want? WHAT. DO. YOU. WANT? Answers? Just keep listening to me! Don't resort to such barbaric-" He squeals as he nearly trips, brining him dangerously close to tumbling out of the Aquila. "If you think I'm afraid to die, you're wrong! If I die, what I know dies with me! YOU ARE MAKING A MISTKAE!"
	Ace_Nerat	"Start talking then."
	Ace_Nerat	"Quickly."
	Ace_Nerat	"I think Ish's hands are getting tired."
	CawklesGM	"AY PENDER!" Muffin shouts over the roaring air. "CANNAE YA GIT YA BOYOS TAH REP TISS 'ERE CHAP TOO? MEH KNO 'E NEH CHIKIE BUT MEH TINK ISSA WULD BEH FUNNEH!"
	Rajh_Tara	"WHERE THE FUCK IS MY FATHER? YOU LITTLE SHIT!"
	CawklesGM	"I start talking when I get unhanded." De Frank growls.
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	taps Ish on the shoulder and motions for him to throw him back in.
	CawklesGM	Sergeant Pounder frowns. "I did no such thing you Boog ass-...Nevermind, no point arguing with such a lewd creature."
	Roland	        stands there watching.
	Ace_Nerat	"Tsk Tsk Pounder, she might hurt you." he says dryly
	Ishmael	        pulls him back into the shuttle by pressing him against a wall again. "Want to cut the lies now and actually fucking help for once? Because I'm getting pretty damned tired of you and your dirty work."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz hits the ramp close rune and gives Muffin a disapproving look.
	CawklesGM	"I already told you! I'm an infiltrator. Arwa the Pearl KNEW the greatest threat to the People's Revolution was the tyrannical Adeptus Terra, and she knew she had to be appraised of their movements. I first wiggled my way into the Rook Dynasty. Mr. Rose here sent me to infiltrate Inquisitor Dietrich, who in turn made me gather information on the Rook dynasty. Little did they know I was forwaring everything I learned about both to Blazing Trail high command. Red Guard Rajh...your uncle, your father, they were all part and parcel to this. This goes all the way up."
	Ishmael	        looks at Maurice.
	CawklesGM	Muffin makes a goofy smile at Izem, shrugging. "Issa joek, Izzzzz! J-O-C-E. Ya unnahstan?"
	CawklesGM	Maurice looks...blank. Then flabbergasted. Then furious. "I feel betrayed, Oliver. I thought we were friends!"
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"Not my kind of Joke, Muffin..."
	Rajh_Tara	is cold stone silent and still holding a gun.
	Ace_Nerat	"I thought the biggest threat was the Tau invading, or those evil, beautiful, disgusting, horrific, creatures. But no, other humans."
	Ace_Nerat	"Great."
	Ace_Nerat	"Maybe I should get the next boat of this shithole."
	CawklesGM	"Now you know, Mr.Nerat. The Tau could be defeated. The Dark Eldar, depraved creatures as they are, are a manageable threat. They conquer nothing, they occupy no cities. The Imperium...The Imperium is a truly dangerous beast."
	CawklesGM	Captain De Frank looks quite severe. "Alos, Mr. Rose, I always hated you. Just so you know. You pompous, incompetent idiot."
	Ace_Nerat	"Because it's full of people like you."
	Ace_Nerat	"But now we have work to do."
	Ace_Nerat	"ETA to destination?"
	CawklesGM	Maurice looks mortified, falling back into chair. His secretary, suddenly alot less pale, taps away at a dataslate. "About 3 hours, sir!" She beams. "Sun'll be down by the time we get there! Can I do anything else for you, milord?"
	Ishmael	        sighs. "Okay, someone tie and gag this cunt."
	Ishmael	        "I've had enough for now."
	Ace_Nerat	"A drink would be nice darling." he says quietly
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	ties the man back up, gags and blindfolds him.
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	[Bazir] "What next? Ashura save me."
	Rajh_Tara	sits back down realizing this is too much to process, but too vague to answer anything.
	Ishmael	        then sinks into a seat. "I don't even know what to do anymore."
	Ace_Nerat	"We fight, that's all we can do."
	Roland	        sits down and tries to think over everything.
	Ishmael	        "Fight against, what, Ace? I'm damned tired of fighting for no real tangible reason."
	CawklesGM	Cynthia turns to Izem. "Mr. Anaruz, Magos Jan wanted me to tell you that your colleague is currently in surgery. She's doing well! Well, as well as somebody with cooked vitals could be!"
	Rajh_Tara	joking says [Mahdi]  "We could steal the ship and find an island somewhere. Take a vacation."
	CawklesGM	Cynthia stoops down, takes a flask from Maurice's hip, and tosses it to Ace. Maurice is about to mouth protest, but she puts a figner over his mouth. "The man is thirsty, milord. Let him drink."
	Roland	        "We fight the Tau till the surrender or die." Roland says in a serious tone.
	Rajh_Tara	[Mahdi]  "So you can dispose of us after we do your employer's dirty work."
	Ishmael	        "I don't think the Tau are the main concern anymore after today."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"I'm relieved to hear...though I wish you would leave out the cooked vitals part."
	Roland	        "Then we fight them other aliens 'til they are all dead."
	Ishmael	        "Wow, Roland, you sure are a smart. Why aren't you a general yet?"
	Ishmael	        then sinks his head into his hands in frustration.
	Rajh_Tara	"Madar chod..."
	Roland	        "Very funny Ishmael."
	Ace_Nerat	"Well, now we have multiple targets, and Rose buddy, what are those xenos called?"
	Ace_Nerat	takes a swig from the flask and turns to Rose
	Rajh_Tara	"मुझे घर जाने दो , मुझे घर जाने दोमैं हाँ हाँ , घर जाना चाहता हूँखैर मैं इतना तोड़ दिया महसूसमैं घर जाना चाहता हूँ"
	CawklesGM	"Dark Eldar. Not to be confused with normal Eldar. Sometimes it's easy to tell them apart, sometimes not so much. Basically all you need to know is that they are a band of marauding assholes who torture and kill stuff with alien technology. Not great. Not great at all. So-"
	CawklesGM	"Wassa an elda? Loik tissa blokez issa ol or sumtin? Meh neh unnahstan." Muffin says, tilting her head.
	CawklesGM	"No no, ELDAR. They're...aliens. Not human. Like animals, but they can use guns and are really unkind. Don't wrack yuor head too much about it, little lady."
	XMB-173	        "They are disgusting Xenos which must be destroyed."
	Ace_Nerat	"So they aren't very smart?"
	XMB-173 	"Other than the fact that their technology is more difficult to subvert, that is all you need to know."
	XMB-173 	"Oh no, they're pretty intelligent."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"They seem to die like any other enemy."
	CawklesGM	"Very intelligent," Maurice quips. "I served aboard a ship with one before. He was a, uh, real piece of work. Man, I don't even wanna think abou it..."
	XMB-173 	turns to gaze at Maurice
	XMB-173         "You /served/ with a Xenos?"
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	just stares at Mr. Rose.
	Ace_Nerat	"Well."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"How could you not kill such an abomination?"
	CawklesGM	"Rogue Traders are sanctioned by the Imperium to damn near anything they please, including keeping xenos retainers. This particular guy was an 'employee' of the late great Remois Rook. He was petulant asshole, and as much as I wanted to kill him for being a rude little shit he'd probably kill me in a heart beat. Eldar move fast. Real fast."
	CawklesGM	"You guys don't even know what you are up against. Just...be careful."
	Izem_abn_Anaruz	"We'll take your word for it." Izem then tries to get as comfortable as possible and get some shut-eye.