Praetus will move in as well moving to mirror Lothar
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The Assassin feels out of his element, he stands by Lothar and watches for a threat.
With a silent prayer to The God-Emperor Praetus pulls the Photo-Visor down and lets the machine spirits soak in all of the light clearing the darkness.
Praetus moves quickly to follow the Floating Skull
"We need to find the magos, Brother Vaughn where do you believe he would be held up?
"Brother, I am ready to proceed. I will let you know what I find" The assassin moves into the dark.
Praetus moves in with a set of swift attacks.
The blade slashes at the Sisters but the blow is deflected.
On the rebound he slashes the beast across the chest.
Praetus moves forward and slashes with Oblivion.
The blade slashes across the the Sisters back. Damage 12 Pen 2
The assassin moves away and whispers into his microbead.
Praetus will attempt to creep forward, activating his Stummer as he goes.
"I have two as well"
"I would be pleased by the opportunity to redeem myself in the eyes of the God-Emperor for my failings earlier. By you leave I will move into position" The Assassin looks to Brother Vaughn for permission
With the near miss of the arms, Praetus takes a step back from the Skull as it moves by. He looks as though he is about to say something, but instead pulls out a knife and tests it's edge.
Sorry for going dark, life got alot bigger, I needed to re-prioritize. This is a great game and I am moving some things that are less good to make room for it
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Movement 4 Praetus considers his blade for a moment remembering how little effect it had on the last "thing" and then he turns and flees without a word. he leaps slashes and dodges barely seen foes in his flight. at one point he is about to strike out but at the last moment sees it is Vasyl.
"We must secure the ships core, can you direct me on the swiftest course there?"
Preatus pulls out a stiletto, "I can give this one a clean death"
"I would be proud to scout ahead, these heretics must be cleansed."
The assassin bows his head in prayer.
Praetus reaches into his utility vest and pulls the grenades he had forgotten there. "Here are a few more"
Praetus steps onto one of the swinging arms and performs a back flip.
He lands away from the creature, but not as gracefully as he hipped.
A smile crosses Praetus' lips as he moves in to dance with with the multi-armed foe, his blade striking out swiftly.
The twisting metal arms making it difficult to land a telling blow.
Praetus thumbs his stummer on and moves quietly forward, watching and listening for hidden threats, Oblivion in a backhand grip running along his right arm.
Praetus comes jogging up from the dark corridor behind. Hand eagerly on his sword. "For the God Emperor"
Praetus takes careful note of the route the team will take, as they walk he will look for a good place to hide in and steps into the shadows. it is too quiet, i suspect we are being stalked
He will wait listening for 2 minutes before swiftly following the rest of the team
Praetus looks at the cuts, and tries to get a gauge of the person who made the cuts.
Praetus strides along with the group, unconsciously falling into the same stride and behavior as the armsmen, his mind on the conversation he had with the priest prior to landing. Flashback: Praetus comes up to brother Vaughan his sword in one hand and his Bolo Knife in the other. "Brother, I find myself troubled for the first time in a very long time. He holds out his sword, ”This is a weapon created, by a master, for only one task, killing. And it does it very well He holds out the Bolo Knife, ”This is a tool make in a factory, it can kill and kill well. He sets them both down and pauses for a moment. ”If you were lost in a jungle the tool would serve you better and still kill if that is what was needed but the weapon could still only kill. ”I fear that I am only a weapon, and that the Emperor needs tools.” as he says this he looks back to where the rest of the team is gathered.
Pratus had not spoken for more then an hour when he hears Vasyl's words. He steps quietly behind the man. "Take a look at this team Citizen Zima" his hand gestures to the hardened men caring for their weapons of war. "Do we look like a group designed for less deadly work? Praetus is fascinated by Vasyl, if not for Auntie this is the sort of man he could have been. And it is beginning to dawn on him that might not have been all that bad a result.
Great posts everyone, I am in a crunch cycle at work so I will keep up with posts but they are likely to be on the short side.
@Vasyl, That is what I was looking at I meant for 100 more than the 500 cost of the cameleoline cloak. Sorry for the confusion. Hmm, a -30 to be hit in ranged combat... I was thinking that this didn't seem like a hide in Shadows type assignment, but all assignments are the dodge bullets type.... Ok Sold
@Vasyl, I thought I might have been missing something, for an extra 100 I can Cameleoine my Flack Cloak and not take a huge hit to my armor, but it puts me that much further from my goal. I assume armor Concealment bonuses do not stack.
@All Looking for some advice Eventually I would like to go Armoured Body Glove[ABG] + Blur Field Cloak[BFC] but that is 3100 way out of my range. I can afford a BFS, but I take a big Hit to Armor losing the Flack Cloak. A hardened Body Glove is 600, same AP but Stealth Capabilities. I sort of feel like holding onto the credits till I can afford the ABG, That said is there something that someone else wants that me lending them my portion of the current funds would make affordable? General Rules Question
I'll do some shopping later tonight.
Praetus stands quietly, all but overwhelmed by the turn of events. His blades would spill blood on the direct orders of an Inquisitor. A ship of that size it will be easy to get lost in the crowd, just another crewman, I would need a bloodless kill to get a disguise... Everyone seems to be making direct requests from these two "Would it be possible to acquire some Toxins," fear interrupts his questions, "If it is not too forward of me to ask.
Praetus bows before the Inquisitor, without looking up he removes Oblivion in it's sheath and holds it before him. "I offer by blade, and my life to your service", He hopes the Inquisitor notes the intentional order of importance in the wording of the offer.
Praetus is dumbfounded buy the situation, his training was designed to ready him for any situation, however an opportunity to serve the Inquisition seems to have rocked him more then direct conflict with agents of Chaos. He readies his gear and himself, lost in this ritual the day passes quickly for him. "My life is service to the Empire" he moves to follow Skull
Acrobatics 100xp
Is the shuttle takes off Praetus collapses into an empty jump seat and gives his blades a thorough check before the Slaught shakes take over. then he waits for them to pass.
Praetus spins moving his sword in a deadly arc at the Traitor.
The blade sinks between his foes ribs. Dam 12 AP:3
I have a quick rules question, can I both Parry and Dodge the same attack?
The Traitor's gun seems to move in slow motion to Praetus who moves away from the muzzle of the gun.
Praetus moves into the room, past one to draw the attention of his foes, giving a clear shot to his companions.
The blade turns on the strange armor and a slight smile crosses his lips.
Praetus eyes the room full of traitors, and tests his injured knee. With a sigh he reaches into his utility harness and pulls out an auto injector he places against his neck, he gives the Slaught a moment to take effect rushing into the room to reap a path for the information to make it off planet.
"For those that defy the Imperium, only the Emperor can judge your crimes.
"Where is not for that message I would say trading our lives to remove these monstrosities was a fair trade, but that information must get to Brother Vaughan's superiors" Praetus' hand seems to grip his blade with frustration, before he continues. "The Hive reactor seems like the only thing that would remove the creatures, but could we arrange the Brothers escape?"
Blowing up the hive to kill them seems like a fair trade.
Praetus thumbs on his stummer and follows.
Praetus moves forward, crouched with his sword held close to his body.
Praetus looks away from the writing describing a sword forges from the bones of a xenos, in the name of the emperor. He walks over to the weapon rack and hefts the bastard sword, 'Too long, too heavy' He returns the blade to the rack. "I will stick with the tools I have, they have served me well" He looks at the script one more time before Erkan finishes wrapping them.
After checking his leg Praetus stands and says "The bleeding is superficial, and nothing is broken, I am ready to continue in His Name" He steps into the armoury looking for any blades
Praetus quickly moves to clean his blade lest the traitors blood etch the blade. Once his weapon is clean he begins to wrap his injured knee. He looks at the fallen bolter for a time until Vasyl speaks, he stands moves to the door and looks to Brother Vaughan for guidance. |