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Deathwatch IC
Gargulec:
Sophia nodded. Her face stopped showing any emotions a while ago, she appeared concentrated and prepared. She approached the Thunderhwak's ramp and turned to face the marines.
'So it went that far already' she said in a low, decisive voice. 'Fine, then.'
She looked at each marine separately for a long while, her eyes as warm as they have always been.
'By the authority of the Inquisitorial Remit granted to me on the behalf of God Emperor of Mankind, of Father and our Saviour, I thereby take command of this kill-squad for the duration of this operation. Before you, Angels, I oath to bring salvation to the world below, to cleanse it and return to the Imperium pure. I swear to never surrender, never fear, never retreat. May my will be as strong as adamantine when I deliver the world from the enemies Within, Without and Beyond.'
She brushed aside a wayward strand of hair falling onto her eye, and finished the oath, her quiet voice echoing in the silent hangar.
'Allfather guide my hand.'
Spoiler (click to show/hide)Assuming direct control and taking the Oath of the Emperor
Malek Deneith:
- "By the Emperor and the Lion so shall it be" - Zaharile nodded.
Xander Morhaime:
Verran calmly hooked up the feeder belt from his supply of regular bolter rounds as he heard the news. "Let the Emperor's hand guide our aim, brothers. We go to do his work," he said to the other marines with a brief nod of his head.
Kamikaze14:
As Verran finished speaking, loud thump echoed through the hangar. A voice came through on the public address system. "Bio-plasma impact on the engines! All personnel prepare to repel boarders."
The captain shouted into his micro-bead. "Keep them out of the hangar at all costs!" He turned to the kill-team. "I'll open the hangar doors. It's been an honor serving with you." As he exits the hangar, the Thunderhawk's ramp closes behind you. After a few moments, you hear metal groaning as the hangar door opens. Almost immediately, the Thunderhawk's engines roar to life. Panicked voices and screams come in over your vox systems. Then, silence. The Valiant was no more.
Xander Morhaime:
"Bio-plasma." Verran quietly shook his head as the Thunderhawk powered away from the ship. "I admit freely that my knowledge of the Tyranid is not infallible. However, I can state with a fair dose of certainty that bio-plasma is not a feature of Genestealer infestation, regardless of scale. Such would not be used by the xenos, or by their local supporters. Such is far more typical of an open Tyranid attack."
After some consideration, the devastator went on. "To further the point, an open Tyranid attack requires a launching point. A ship. What I recall of the xenos indicates that such a ship would be far more likely the controlling heart of the attack than anything on the ground."
The marine's helmeted head turned towards the inquisitor. "The question, then, is this: is proceeding to the planet's surface still the best option?"
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