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6/4/2016 4:11:45 PM
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Imperial troops, Tempestus Scions, to be precise, were engaged in an intense firefight with Chaos forces. These hellish soldiers, worshippers of chaos, were clad in grotesque power armour, twisted and tainted by the warp. Bubbling, festering plague, bones and blood, ever-changing curses or symbols of pain, they carried with them the worships of their gods.
Meanwhile, the imperial soldiers were simply that. Soldiers. They had no empowering symbol, or taint. They wore their turquoise blue armours and wielded their hellguns, lasguns with an increased accuracy and rate of fire. They showed no fear in the face of this gruesome display, and were holding their own in this battle.
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Here the stench of chaos and taint is almost overwhelming, pausing to steady herself she has to careful assess her best chance of reaching the people who appear to be the lesser of the two evils .Clinging to the outside walls, she still appears s little more than an odd distortion of shadow, the ferociousness of the battle leaves her in no doubt these are long time enemies and this is just one battle on a war of ages. She keeps moving until she reaches over the lines of the Scions, moving carefully trying to asses if there is a command post or a senior officer in command. Has scouting party has been caught in an ambush or is this a choke point that requires constant defending. watching she knows she can't reveal herself without arousing suspicion and risking her own neck, an opportunity must present itself.
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This was most likely a single patrol that had run into enemy forces. The Scions fought bravely, tactically and with extreme skill, never letting a shot through them, or never missing.
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Still unsure of her reception should she suddenly appear behind the scions mid battle she passed by moving further away , from the distracted combatants , until she felt it was safe enough to release the shadow that engulfed her and she rematerialised as it did so . She did however appear from a distance to have a faded out line , giving the odd impression she was only half there. Standing close to the wall She approaches slowly.
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After some time of her watching, the battle came at an end. The Scions managed to drive off the chaotic warriors, with only minor wounds. Their medic began tending to the wounded.
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Continuing to watch carefully she approaches slowly trying to ensure she doesn't just suddenly appear behind them , however she is still afraid of how they will respond so she is ready to disappear if it looks as though the response if dangerously hostile.
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As she came into their field of vision, they pointed their rifles at her. "Halt! Who goes there?" One of them speaks, with a thick accent lacing every word.
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She puts her hands out to either side , palms up and stays still, she quickly gives each one the once over wanting to be sure no ones got a twitchy trigger finger. [i]" No one important, I'm just very lost...as you can see"[/i]'she indicates to her attire. [i] " Just requesting information and possibly a little assistance."[/i]
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They look at each other, then lower their rifles. "You a civilian? It's not safe here. We can take you back to our base."
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Lowering her hands she shrugs slightly [i] " Civilian? ...yeah I guess so. Honestly I 'd just appreciate just about anything at this point , ."[/i]
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The squad of Scions (shown in the picture above) load up and move out, with the woman in tow. They were in a tight formation, with her walking close to the leader, a medical sargeant. "What's your name?" He asks, trying to relieve some of the tension.
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She hesitates for a moment,mainly stateless by the normality of the question which takes her a second to answer. [i]" Dirae Renoir...er Thankyou for letting me tag along."[/i] At barely 5'5" and 110lbs she looks around, and feels decidedly outmatched by pretty much everyone she can see. She starts to doubt they will be able to find anything that fits her.
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"It's our job. We have to protect pretty much anyone who isn't a demon."
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She looks up, [i]" so what can you tell me about where I am, you mentioned Demons, I was wondering how it came to be that your in running battles with the chaos hordes?"[/i]
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"This place is tainted by the warp. Demonic incursions happen everywhere around us. We have a base, it's absolutely secure, but there is still a danger. New people come in every day... that's why we send out patrols, to find them before something else does."
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[i] " Well I hate to say it but I am somewhat relieved not to be the only one winding up here totally out of the blue. I would love to tell you more but I quite literally went to bed and woke up here. So I take it getting away isn't an option, it's just a matter of staying alive? "[/i] She keeps pace fairly easily considering, [i]" Is there a debriefing of any sort for new arrivals that tells us what is going on and what our options are?"[/i]
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"Options? I'm afraid there isn't much for that. If you want to get involved in finding a solution, however, I suggest speaking to the Tempestor Prime, our commander."
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[i]" Not quite sure what I can offer but I will certainly speak to him and see what I can do ! even if it's just stay out the way[/i] She continues alongside.
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"Her. The Tempestor Prime is a woman."
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She shrugs. [i]" Where I come from most commanders are referred to as Sir regardless of there sex , so its just a habit didn't mean anything by it."[/i]
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[spoiler]you called her him, lol.[/spoiler] "Better call her Ma'am. Otherwise she might get offended. And you really don't want that..." They reach a massive metal gate. "We're here."
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[i]" Fair enough I will keep that in mind."[/i] Dirae looks around unsure what to expect from her surroundings or the people she would meet here. Taking a long breath she looked around for this senior officer of the theirs."
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[spoiler]sorry, I lost this notif[/spoiler] The massive metal door opened, revealing a gigantic room. It was kilometers wide, almost the size of an entire city block. Mounds of barren earth, dead vegetation and black skies filled the room, that you can only guess once served as an arena of sorts, where gigantic beings would do battle.
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Dirae was visibly surprised by the size of the enclosure , whilst she could see a lot of the grounds she couldn't yet see am encampment or base of operations. So just continued to fall in beside the units CO.
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At the center of the room rested the bulk of the base. Ferrocrete walls and fortifications stood, watchtowers high into the air of the building, searchlights sweeping the area around the base. This was more than just a camp, this was a true fortress.
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The combination of the dim light and Dirae's small size meant that the fortress sort of loomed to life as she crested the rise in the centre of the area. It was obvious that something this substantial hadn't been created because of simple short term invasion. This thing must have stood for generations, which meant there was most likely no simple way to leave. As it was all she knew about where she was, was that despite the inconceivability of the possibility, that she was inside something, not on something, and that the thing she was inside of was living. Or parts of it were. There was a lot to take in and she really needed some answers.
