As the squad awaits Leni and Simmins to get into position, Ralph comes round with a pained groan.
Kid hurries to his dadders side after having exited Thud'dr's massive backpack.
While the child brings his father up to date, Sybyll mills around them with widened, eerie eyes. The sawed-off shotgun dangling limb in her left arm. Being reminded about the civilians now ... what says the plan about them? :-)
"Ahh, I forgot how much I hate this place, urgh!"
Sybyll has followed with a blank, distracted expression murmuring under her breath.
Monia&Krish:
Following the Sergeants orders, you check your special senses as Sybyll speaks again, but once over, you cannot feel any active warp powers coming from her. Awareness +0: There is a distant sound that uncomfortably reminds you of a powerful engine - not unlike that of a flyer. Many echoes and other noises makes it very difficult to determine the origin. (2+ DoS:)
Spoiler:
It is coming from below and behind you - off the edge of the construct. So somewhere from the empty darkness where only rails-on-pillars and the occasional train should be.
"many trains pass through there.
With the innocent voice of a child, the small one asks his father:
Sybylls not-helpful-at-all voice adds:
I have to remember that you guys have preysense goggles.
Everyone taking a sip from the bottle:
Its gross, really. Even if you are accustomed to field-brewed synthol, this one has an aftertaste like ... like someone burned Thud'drs socks and smeared its ash on your tongue. But then again, it warms the belly and throat - even if it is that kind of heat you would expect from a hellish sunburn rather than that pleasant feel of a good brew. Ralph scratches his chin and takes turn to look thoughtfully at Cormaeg, Sybyll and his little boy.
Consulting with your guides and Ralph you can figure out that the complex he mentioned is not too far off course but several levels lower than your current position.
The child, first scared of the towering not-an-Ork-after-all now looks surprised from Thud'dr to his book, then to his father and back again.
Simmins look-over reveals that the shop is closer to a sudden collapse from years of neglect than to become a defensible position...
"Dadder!! Dadder!
You are welcomed in the run-down shop of the survivors and while everyone catches a breath, Ralph produces a dusty bottle of something from a cracked staircase and hands it to Cormaeg.
"I am interested how you will put that into a report, Sir..." - anyone?
The little one gazes at Thud'dr with big, shocked eyes, then (without letting go of him with his eyes) whispers in his fathers ears.
Monia & Krish:
The equivalent of a face-slap from an Iron Hand Space Marine numbs your mental perception as you are not fast enough to pull back as a tsunami-like wave washes through the Immaterium... Simmins: You are just barely done setting up your Stubber beside the old PDF trooper, when Krish beside you suddenly gasps from pain. But you don't have enough time to look whats wrong with the spook, because there is a very unreal and very disgusting sound coming from within the apothecary. It sounds like something not-quite-fluid-but-not-yet-solid is dripping to the ground. Like marmalade falling to the ground. But somehow, you know that it is something far, far less appetising. Then there is that gurgling noise and a splattering sound immediately followed by wet impacts against stone and as you turn towards the destroyed shop, you see something small and horribly misformed flying out of the destroyed front window, leaving a long slimy trace on the street!
The two nod and turn to go upstairs as the door (which likely leads upstairs) opens and a small, ragged boy tumbles in. His eyes are wide and full of fear and he runs straight to Ralph, sobbing.
Ralp is taking the child up his arms and tries to usher Sybil up the stairs.
2d100 ⇒ (26, 3) = 29
Monia:
Check out Krishs spoiler from above. It's the same for you and from the timing of things, the ripple occured at the same time as the Sergeants last sentence... Krish:
Another distortion in the immaterium. Another stone down the deep, deep lake... This time you feel it even stronger as is the feeling that something deep down the lake is stirring... The two civvies look at each other, the man's face in clear disbelief and also surprise.
The man looks ... Unpleasant ... at the woman.
Roll Cormaegs command test, to move us forward.
3d100 ⇒ (94, 28, 70) = 192 Krish: While watching the street with strained nerves, your otherworldly senses suddenly feel a very wrong shockwave from very close-by. Its like someone tossed a stone into a deep, calm lake, stirring something deep, deepn down ... |