Callidia raises her bolt pistol and sights carefully on one of the lithe forms. A loud report accompanies the buck of the weapon in her hand as the mass-reactive bolt speeds toward one of the wicked Eldar.
Lothar took the round to his shoulder, the shard protruding from him. Gritting his teeth he returned fire shooting at the same target as Callidia to ensure it is put down.
I wonder if they have seen me yet.
Vasyl keeps moving his autopistol until the muzzle points at a suitable target. Then, he squeezes the trigger.
Lazerus will tap into his unnaturral powers and shoot the creatures in the head.
Afan steady himself, this was not the most optimal way. He was usually the one hubting, not the other way around. Thankfully, he had been trained for such an eventuality even if the chance of such a situation was a slim one.
As the others poured their fire into a single target, Afan chose to keep another from thinking it was safe for the moment. Lining up his shot, he released his breath and pulled the trigger.
Jene will keep things simple, as she's not yet as good a shot as she's like to be.
She aims and shoots.
The Dark Eldar seemed to be expecting an easy kill. They do not get it. Callidia's first shot kills the first one in a single shot, the round apparently finding a week point in the helmet and killing the attacker instantly. The other two are clearly surprised and the rest of the shots hammer home, many striking them or near them. One was obviously badly hurt, and the second bleeding from Afan's shot. One section of catwalk looks ready to collapse.
The two begin to fall back down the catwalk, firing there weapon as they do.
Clearly, the pair are panicking and there shots - a vicous hail of the same shards as earlier - doesn't do much. One's weapon even locks part way through the stream, and a curse in there musical tongue can be heard shattering the air.
Vasyl's autopistol hand moves to track the xenos with a weapon that can still fire.
Over the microbead, he says:
"Focus on the one with a working shooter."
With that, he squeezes the trigger again, until his magazine runs dry.
Afan draws a bead on his target, aiming to bring down his enemy so that they can interrogate him.
Jene tries once more.
Lazerus will shoot at them as they run away
Jene tries once more.
Aim and Shoot Pistol 50
With the rest of the team drenching the xenos filth in a multitude of shots, Callidia rushes forward and up onto the catwalk, prepared to give chase if either of them survive.
The one with the working weapon drops as the attacks continue, and Jene's shot clipped the last. The final one began to run but Callidia blocked his path. There was no real need to translate the words as he hurled the weapon at her and tried to grab his downed companions one from the ground
Callidia grunts as the weapon crashes into her chest, but the force of the blow is shed by her armor. Raising her bolt pistol once again, Callidia stalks forward until the xenos is close enough that missing is next to impossible and squeezes the trigger. With a double roar, the holy weapon bucks twice in her fist.
Lothar aims again and shoots at the xenos scum but his weapon jams.
Let's try not to hit Callidia. Still, the xenos needs to go down.
Vasyl tosses the Orthlack and brings up his Carnodon in a fluid motion, aims at the eldar, and squeezes trigger.
The large calibre round goes wild.
Afan lines up yet another shot at the fleeing enemy.
Emboldened by success, Jene aims again...
The volley of fire brings down the final Eldar as it screams something about 'Monkeys', although none of you are clear as to what the foul thing is speaking of. Silence holds firm as the gunfire dies off once more.
"Did anyone else get hit?" Lothar calls out once the enemy were down. "Those shards are small but hurt like hell."
Afan stands and walks over to check the bodies for signs of life...
The battle over, Callidia steps up to the corpse of the xenos creature to examine it.
"Is anyone hurt? I can heal your injuries with my powers if you are"
Two of the Eldar are exceptionally dead, especially the one with a hole in there forehead. Apparently Eldar have enough in common with Humans for that to be effective. The last is bleeding out, unconscious. It might be possible to wake them and question them. Maybe.
Callidia finds each of the creatures are wearing a strange, lightweight armour that seems somewhat equivalent to Guard armour. They are also carrying the rifles they fire, pistols of a similar design, two clips for each, wicked-looking combat knives and a pair of grenades. They also had several vials of liquid and powder in various shades.
"I am though I think you'll understand if anyone is skilled with stitches and bandages I'll go that route rather than avail of your powers."
"Lets see what these are"
Lazerus will try to identify the chemicals
Jene examines the pistols, warily.
Given there ease of access, Lazerus assumes that they are combat drugs of some kind. One, an especially vivid violet concoction, makes his mind ache to look on it. Something about it seems utterly vile.
The pistol seems simple, elegant. As easy to use as an Imperial laspistol. The ammunition seems to be a single block of crystal that the weapon then chips off and fires as needed.
Sister Doranis sneers at the xenos weapons and stands guard over her allies, reciting a prayer of thanks to the Emperor for their swift and, relatively, flawless victory over the foul xenos.
Are these the guests you were expecting? Can you use their gear to listen in on their communications?
If they can be tracked, perhaps we move some... misinformation can be a powerful tactic.
"Yes, they are who I expected," the old acolyte's voice came over the vox. "And...perhaps, but unlikely. I am somewhat proficient with Imperial technology due to experience and some teachings, but the Eldar's equipment is heretical and uses few of the same principles. Still, a battlefield communication will have been made for ease of use and maintenance, so bring one back if you can."
That went well.
"Get the weapons and drugs away from them. Watch out for the sharp bits."
Vasyl begins to - carefully - do just that, starting with the living xenos.
We sure they are dead? Do they regenerate? Jene helps gather the things.
There was no hint that the wounds were closing or getting better, and it was not part of the Imperial Infantryman's Uplifting Primer on the Eldar. It seemed a bullet through the brain and several through the chest would kill them too.
Vasyl turns to the others.
"Is this eldar worth saving for interrogation or handing to the Inquisitor? If so, can anyone save it?"
"I am neither trained in medicine nor versed in the anatomy of xenos filth other than what is necessary to remove their blasphemy from His galaxy." She grimaces with distaste, "Though if it could be made to share what it knows, the Inquisitor is likely the one who could both extract the information and tell if the creature was being deceptive."
"I can fix it. Everyone step back and stand behind Afan"
Lazerus will tie the Eldar up and then begin channeling his power
Vasyl moves close to Afan, quelling the irrational urge to shoot the pariah in the back, and aims his reloaded carnodon at the eldar.
"Just in case."
"Lazerus if we can get you to an Astropath would you be able to know if they sent a message?"
The Eldar gasped, and seemed to realise what had been done. He looked utterly horrified, going even paler, but only stopped moving when he saw the heavy pistol aimed at his eyeball.
"They didn't send one electronically. The signal barely reaches where you are. Some of the Eldar are potent psykers, I believe, so it's possible they sent one that way. Any kind of psyker should be able to rip that from there mind."
Lothar begins to clear the jam from his pistol. "Your friends got quick deaths xenos, you have not been so lucky. Give in to your base craven nature and betray your kind."
To punctuate Lothar's point, Callidia aims her bolt pistol at the center of the xenos' head.
"You will submit xenos scum."
Staring at the weapons still, the Xenos made a short comment in it's own tongue. It was at least in a neutral tone.
Vasyl says:
"Let's try that again. In gothic, this time."