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Urok, still unaware of the Orks that had been spotted by the others, is still far behind, attempting to sum up the courage to walk into the dark.... tiny.... oxygen deprived.... closing in.... caves.
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Just a question. Just how big are these caves?
Urok said nothing as he stomped towards the rest of his squad, running his forearm across his face to get the stinging tears out of hi one good eye, the flesh around it red from a long crying. Reaching down, he picked up two of the wounded squad mates and hefted them both gently into his massive hands, cradling them so in his arms like they were some animal infant. With his arms full, his Ripper Gun was slung over his back.
At first, the Ogryn tempted the idea to ignore the Sergeant's orders and continue to nurse his sorrows. He had no interest in being yelled at right now and unless there was another one of those green xenos creatures to kill, he could care less about it... That was until he heard the orders to help carry the wounded soldiers. He always loved the Lil'Uns of this regiment. They were mostly nice to Urok. Wiping away the tears from his ugly mug, and hobbled himself up to his feet and then slowly began to make his way out of the little storage shed. Growling in frustration as he fumbled at the door handle, he let out a bellowing roar and punched into the sheet metal, the abhuman being in no mood to deal with such annoyances and instead elected to simply punch the door down. Strength Test vs 43
Urok was not sitting amongst his comrades. Instead, he was slumped over into a corner, hiding in one of the greenskin storage rooms. He had been in this room ever since the fitting had finished, sobbing quietly to himself as he continued to examine the bloodstained dog tags dangling from his massive pinky finger. His eyes scanned over the name 'Gurion' and the words that were pressed into the soft metal but, he could make nothing of it... All he knew was that these belonged to his Lil' Un.... Old Lil' Un Gurion... And so he proceeded to sob even louder, small whimpering sounds gurgling from the back of his throat.
BOOM! Hur hur hur..... |