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[Passionario]

Pass regarded the chanting Eldar with a withering stare.

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[OOC: Psyniscience test result: 06... should be enough even for Very Hard difficulty.]

She could feel the sharp prickles of warp static radiating from the xeno. Clearly, his words were more than meaningless glossolalia, and his bowed stance more than just an expression of fatigue. They were witnessing a ritual of power, an act of bending the currents of fate by strength of will. The flaring light that reignited in Silharriel's eyes only served to confirm her suspicions.

As Halsted moved forward to issue his challenge, Pass shifted her gaze away from the Eldar and towards the doorway, yet her mind continued to churn. Was Silharriel a Chaos Sorcerer, or some Warp-shaman of his twisted race? That would certainly explain how he managed to send her a message earlier. However, the implications of this conclusion (if it was true, she reminded herself) were dire indeed.

To fight alongside with a wild Sorcerer whose powers were not tempered by the Emperor's blessed sanction was horrifying enough. To be serving an Inquisitor who willfully employed such dangerous minions in her retinue... Pass quickly banished the thought before it could drive her mad.

One thing was clear, however. From this moment on, the damned xeno could heal his damned wounds via his own damned powers.

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[OOC: Come now, did you really expect a traumatized paranoid amnesiac to reach a correct deduction on something like this? :)]

[Gargulec]

'Die slowly, Sollex's lackeys!' you heard as a response. 'Why don't you come here instead?['/i]

Meanwhile, you heard series of explosions above you. Whole outpost shook. It was likely that the attackers were inside, and even if not, they would soon enter.

As the side effect, even the auxiliary lights went off, leaving you in a complete darkness. 

[Xander Morhaime]

Halsted gave a light shrug. A bluff like that couldn't be expected to work every time. He leaned closer to the door, still keeping the stubber out of view. He wanted it to be a surprise.

"Inquisition," he corrected, speaking loudly enough to make sure they heard it, just as he poked the barrel of the stubber around the frame of the door and held down the trigger to give the room beyond a taste of suppressing fire.

[Silhar]

Silharriel came closer, crouched and almost sneaking, to the door from the side other than where Tobias was firing a barrage of bullets. Then, the Eldar leaned his head through the door, carefully, sweeping it for a possible cover and a position suitable for giving damned bandits a good pain, possibly the pain somewhere near a forehead.
Counting enemy forces and examining their equipment was another matter Xeno decided to take care of. The other one was, of course, not getting shot due to some wierd lack of perception.

[Gargulec]

Tobias barrage was successful indeed. Judging by the screams, at least one man perished... and a few more got dangerously close to ending their miserable existences. Moreover, now, as Silharriel could see by entering the room, they were all hiding, taking cover, and were not going to shot back in a while.

[Silhar]

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To avoid sad mistakes (as the one seen before, during the shootout outdoors.) i post a minimap for you to see what I mean.
This is not a real room layout ! Just an example !
###.....
....E...
...####.
.....S..
........
###..###
..T.....
Where "S" means Silharriel and "E" stands for Enemy, "T" for Tobias.

Seeing that nobody's leaning out from his cover, Silharriel sneaked and crouched behind one, waiting for someone to appear or to give any signs of life.
This his why he had prepared his shotgun - to shot that fellow right away.

[Xander Morhaime]

"Had enough in there yet?" Halsted shouted. "I've got plenty of ammunition out here, though you'll probably have to worry about your rivals outside getting here before I run out. What's it going to be, take your chances with folks who want you alive, or see how long your mob can hold off a proper military regiment with mechanised support?"

[Marcus Constantine]

"Listen to him, he is wise in his words. Besides as an Inqusition you can be under our protection" - Marcus shouted. After a moment he mumbled to himself "Offcourse, you have to be without sins..."

"We leave the clever decision to you!"

[Silhar]

The Eldar remained silent, despite his urge to present to these thugs some nasty, acidous words. All he did was a twist of facial muscles into a sadistic grin.
Oh, indeed. Trust them, they want all of you alive. But first, you shall have to cross over my dead body !, he thought, prepared for the shot if anybody would appear.
Scars on his chest felt like almost burning. All Silharriel wanted now was retribution... Bloody, painful and merciless retribution. Nobody wounds an Eldar and makes it out alive.

[Gargulec]

'Well enough!' you heard. 'If you offer us protection, we shall come out!'

After a second, three figures emerged from the breached room. All, but one, who was trying to staunch a bleeding from a gunshot, kept their arms above their heads to show that they were not dangerous.

'So? Where's the protection' asked on of them, the one with most expensive robes. Laz knew him.

DuPont.

[Silhar]

Eldar still was crouching behind his piece of cover, clutching the shotgun in his palms, while DuPont's men were leaving the room. He just turned to them, aiming the weapon directly at the rich man's head. Vicious smile didn't leave his face at all.
"Standing right behind thee, young one. Try not anything senseless. DuPont, I reckon ?", he drawled. "Move out, bloody scum !"

[Xander Morhaime]

"Xenos..." Halsted snorted, shaking his head before looking at DuPont, keeping his stubber trained on the men. "What can you do, right? Before we depart, there's a small matter to deal with first. You had a captive here not too long ago, captured in a... street brawl, I think? Some of his possessions are of interest to us. Once we have those, we'll light out for safer quarters."

[Marcus Constantine]

While waiting for the reply, Marcus was aiming at the crooks. He was hoping whoever was attacking the fortress would respect the Inquisition. If not, everything might turn into a bloody mess.

"Do not hesitate, we must act fast..."

[Gargulec]

'The possessions, right... right muttered DuPont. He seemed frightened. 'I think that we left them in the cellblock... or was it in the...'

Loud, mechanical footsteps from behind you interrupted his speech. Through the breached door, three persons came in. Two were obviously skitari, with their hellguns raised and ready to fire any minute. The third one, however, was much bigger, almost hulking. Clad in red robes of Mechanicum and with many servo-arms sprouting from her back.

'So, here you are, scum she said, and suddenly, you remembered her. Myrmidon Alexis, the very one that almost vaporized Silharriel on the landing pad. 'And you? she added, turning towards Laz. 'What are the Radical's servants doing here? Conspiring with the heretics, perhaps?'

[Xander Morhaime]

Halsted couldn't help but sigh under his mask. It looked like every blasted force on the planet had sent their players to this one compound. At this rate, he figured, the next thing to arrive would be an Astartes Drop Pod through the roof...

"Securing resources and retrieving stolen materiel," the guardsman snapped off a reply, his patience a tad strained by the events of the day. "The men here may possess information of use to our masters - though I'm sure we could part with all save mister DuPont here, should you insist. They earlier succeeded in capturing some of our supplies, which we aimed to retrieve as well."

"By the way... how'd you lot get past that regiment that was raising all hell outside?" Halsted asked, moving so that he wasn't standing between the Mechanicus and the heretics... and so he'd have a decent field of fire at either group, if it came to that.