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Garden of The Dark PBF - Main Thread
Aramilllion:
The Arbitrator jumped out from the shuttle immediately after the Ork, but even so he did not entirely avoid the shockwave nor the heat of the explosion.
Therefore he was a little dazed for a while. He regained full consciousness after a second and realized two facts: The ground was approaching rapidly, and he let the Eldar loose. On the moment, Ramirez considered the first issue more distressing.
There was hardly a time for reflections, so he did not undertake any complex tactics,
just tried to break his fall by any means necessary. That included screaming, spreading widely his limbs and desperately grasping branches in his range.
Surprisingly, it helped a lot for there were many bouncy branches on the Arbitrator's way down.
In the result, the ground impact could almost be called pleasant after the latest events.
"Thank You, Immortal God-Emperor for watching over me." - whispered Ramirez when he learnt that was still alive and apparently unharmed.
After a while he recalled that there was a warzone all around. As he was trained, he got up quickly with gun ready to fire, and scouted around for enemies.
Seeing none, he checked if his companions are roughly all right, aiding them if necessary.
Finally the Arbitrator sat down with his weapon prepared and guarded till the squadmates regain consciousness.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)Fall test, 1 FP used; in practice the height was 1 meter, so quite acceptable.
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2556452/
Xander Morhaime:
The roar of the explosion faded, giving way to the sound of falling Ork, a steady "Waaaagh!" at that point near the late-middle "a" part. The sound was then suddenly cut short by a loud grunt and the crack and creak of strained wood as the Mekboy's bulk got caught on the branch. He might have been happy to stay there, even, had someone not chosen that time to land on his back.
*snap*
The descent was marked with noise of further branches snapping along the way, punctuated by ever more colourful swearing from the greenskin, culminating in a full-body impact that shook some more leaves from the tree, and left a vaguely Ork-shaped impression in the ground. A few moments later, the Ork's shoota landed on the ground with a dull thud. Another moment after that, the choppa followed suit, embedding itself in an exposed root with a satisfying thunk.
The Ork displayed a simple and effective method for checking his condition. He got up, probably throwing the two pink-skins who landed on him off his back. He straightened up well enough, no bones broken that he could tell. The green brute sat up, shook his head much like a dog might, spat out a few chunks of soil he'd bitten off during landing (along with a few teeth, which he promptly gathered up and stuffed in his pockets,) and cackled.
"Good start," he observed, gathering up his weapons. Something else caught his eye, though - the remains of the servo-skull. Reacting quickly, the Ork leapt at it, snatching it up and stuffing it down his backpack with the rest of his "tools".
Spoiler (click to show/hide)Used up my second FP. Thank Gork & Mork for high Toughness. http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2558364/
Aramilllion:
On the Arbitrator's face appeared a sign of relief when he saw the Mekboy getting up and realised that at least one of his comrades is apparently unharmed. He gave a discreet sigh and thanked the Emperor once again.
"Ork! I'm glad you're fully functional. I see you have already looted that servo-skull. How do you think, is it possible to recover some data from it's internal memory? We could pobably make a good use of those." - said Ramirez without getting up from his makeshift stool.
Gargulec:
Eldar was the last to fall. Why she tried to slow her rather rapid descent by grabbing onto one of the branches, her weight combined with the weight of her backpack snapped it, sending her plummeting to the ground. She did not make the impressive sound like the ork did after hitting the dirt, though.
For a minute or two she remained in place, seeming stunned, though she managed to recover and assume a standing, if somewhat shaky stance.
'M-mmaster?' she stuttered, looking dazed at Ramirez.
Aramilllion:
"Sulyen! I am content that you stood up on your own for that means you are still quite operative. Though I would rather you sat down and take off your gear. At least for a few moments." - said Ramirez towards the Eldar and waited till she sat down. He was apparently gladsome seeing both of his inferiors almost undamaged.
"Good. Now, tell me if you are injured. Oh, and one more thing: just before the shotdown you asked me for forgiveness. There was no need to. I really appreciated, and I shall in the future, individual thinking and speaking one's mind." - said the Arbitrator to encourage the Eldar and calm her down.
After that Ramirez stood up and turned towards both his companions and said:
"OK, in this circumstances our main goal is to survive and get to the nearest army's outpost. In my opinion we should stay here for few hours or whole night to have some rest, and then set out. But Sulyen" - said directly to the Eldar - "you are the survivalist, so you opinion is essential. What are your ideas and proposals?"
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