Seeing the Splugorth slave barge arrive and then hearing the subsequent orders to attack Arven is once again thankful that he purchased the two missile rifles. The part about "minimal resources" must have went in one ear and out the other however which is made evident when he opens fire. Taking careful aim at the creatures torso sticking out of the center of the barge the Rahu-Man gunslinger unloads one volley after another from one CTT-M20. The other he aims at the barge in general concentrating on the center and near the warrior women leaving only enough time in between each blast so that there is a minimal chance they could all be shot down as a group. In less then fifteen seconds ten volleys of four mini-missiles each are rocketing toward the Splugorth minion. Twenty armor piercing warheads try to punch a hole through its thick hide and twenty plasma shells bathe the barge in MD fire.

As Magnet Man goes to provide cover for Razgriz, he drags Metal Man along, using him as a barrier/human shield between him and the barge. If Magnet Man comes across a powrful looking rifle (or any rifle for that matter), he will magnetically levitate three or four beside him and one into his hands and get ready to fire. He will only fire if the Atlanteans are firing at his position first. He will lay stomach first, aiming at the targets.

The necromancer moves out with Magnet Man and Reggie. He takes a knee when Attila opens fire, and waits.

After Arven opens fire - Razgriz stays close to the ground.

"It appears my abilities are not the talent of the moment..."

Razgriz continues to watch the battle unfold, while readying his rifle. He looks back to his two followers :

"Open fire on the crew - aim for those heavily-armed females."

The firepower of Pluto Company was demonstrated well in the ambush of the prison convoy. Sloppy but not too terrible. But its' true demonstration was seen here - laid upon this unlucky Atlantean Slave Barge.

Escaped a battle with the Coalition - then attacked by two mysterious mercenaries; and finally they ride down death road where Pluto Company happens to be...

Ahnaka and Cannon Fodder blast away at the barge.The Slav master is hit several times in the back, he groans in pain but remains facing forwards. Several slaves are hit, and fall from the barge - to lay in the dirt among the fallen CS.

As the Barge turns to avoid the mystical tornado. The barge is hit by an onslaught of fireballs from Attila, and missiles from Arven. Along with gunfire from Sgt. Razgriz, Magnet man, and Reginald.

The front end of the barge explodes, and the slaver is consumed in plasma, and then he is ripped from the barge by unseen beings - his torso is carried up into the sky while his organs are pulled from his open gut - spilling intestines and organs all over the road. The slaver doesnt stop screaming until the very end...

The passengers are thrown from the barge and subsequently cut down by the rapid gunfire. Ahnaka and Cannon Fodder continue to blast until every one of them are dead.

Attila ceases fire with the last of them watching the flaming barge to ensure none return to their feet.

It is at this moment when Magnet Man's captive begins to run away. Disappearing into the near by trees. His skin had returned to flesh... must be why he was able to escape...

Mephisto starts running towards where the vehicles are parked.

"I suggest we prepare the vehicles. To load the woudned, and the loot - and be that much closer to getting the fuck out of here before more soldiers come..."
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CannonFodder lands and looks around, surveying the carnage.
"I am suddenly under the impression that I am in a very violent land...."

Dalamar follows Mephisto, but remains on his hovercycle. He looks towards the two beings near the Atlantis barge, then back to Drake and Xion assuming one of them will have to discover if they are friend or foe...

He hopes his brother Caramon is okay...

Van quickly follows the powered soldier into the trees. On his hoverboard he manages to catch up in just a few seconds. The young techno wizard tears open the mans' back with one swipe of his techno-wizard claws.

Arven immediately sets about reloading the CTT-M20 missile rifle being careful to avoid the business end of the barrels which are glowing hot. He keeps an eye on the two newcomers prepared to draw down on them at the slightest sign of hostility. Hell the big flying freakshow even looks at him funny and he might start shooting. Once the mini-missiles are reloaded and things seem relatively calm the Rahu-Man will limp over to the wreckage of the slave barge and start poking around. At one point he even hauls up one of the dead warrior woman and seems to be stripping her of her clothing and items for whatever perverse reason is anyones guess.
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Obidiah while damaged is still fully functional and steps out from his cover to hail the two beings that were attacking the splugorthian slave barge. With a massive metallic hand up in a gesture of greeting he moves forward. His telepathic voice intones gently in their mind unless they have a mindblock up of course.


"Greetings I am Obidiah Womble. We here are all soldiers aligned for the defense of Tolkeen."

Without exactly odering them to identify themselves and thier intentions the suggestion is very obvious.

Razgriz walks along the battle field with Magnet man. Razgriz is chanting quietly to himself - collecting a small army of walking crpses following, stumbling behind him. Razgriz is pointing and shouting "Pick that up!" as he passes salvageable loot - and the zombies comply to carry the load.

Magnet man follows levitating vast amounts of weapons and ammo as he passes them. Keeping quiet and his distance from the corpses... such things give him the creeps.

Bringing Brun's weapons back down to standby status, Lt. Drake laid out a few more orders over his war machine's formidable speaker system.

"Corporal Man, take Silvermasque and run down that metal soldier before he finds a way to report our location.  Lieutenant, perhaps you should find out what those two are up to and if they have any intel on CS movement in the area," he suggested to his superior officer.

"Arven, Corporal Womble, sentry duty.  Militiaman Fanel, I want a situation report from the underground action.  Anyone else without an assignment, start prepping transport for immediate departure."

As for himself, he sends Brun pounding heavily over to where Attila stands burning.

"Listen," he says, bringing his massive bot to face the even more massive Juggernaut.  "I do not care that what you're driving is supposed to be the hottest thing ever invented.  If you ever...ever...disobey a direct order again," a great, six-foot vibrating blade popped forth from the Triax bot's forearm to rest against the flaming Juggernaut's neck, "and I will personally carve you out of your iron pot and leave you for the crows.  Are we clear?"  The blade snicked back into place and the irritated Lieutenant moved out to join Xion in the questioning.
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Van turns about on his hover-board and nods in acknowledgement of Drake's orders. "On it, Lieutenant..."

He's off like a shot toward the entrance to the underground. He advances quickly but cautiously down the tunnel.

He leaves this thread...

Attila stays in his place, but turns his head to face Avery. Just as the lieutenant turns away Attila replies :

"Negative Lieutenant. Tolkeen has informed me to attack Atlantean Slavers on site. They supercede your orders completely Lieutenant Drake."

after a short pause he continues...

"You are also not permitted to discipline me publicly as Xion is my commanding officer - and it should be done by him, unless he is for some reason unavailable. Furthermore - you cannot threaten my life. You will be reported upon returning to Tolkeen; as will Obidiah for his neglegence causing the death of a fellow soldier. In addition - your method of friendly fire could not work... as there is no pilot inside this machine Lieutenant..."

(OOC - Avery - Van already chased down the metal-man and killed him... see his last post.)
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Xion shakes his head as he begins moving towards the two other assailants of the Atlantean Slave Barge, holding his hands out to his sides, showing no weapons. As he approaches Xion speaks up to the new arrivals, "Well met, I am Lt. Xion of the Tolkeen military. I am proud to see you escaped your captors, not an easy feat. You see the black armors, do you have any idea of other troop locations, or possible movement by ones dressed as them?"

If Obidiah had a mouth he would smile after hearing about Attila's intent to report him for causing the death of the Brodkil.

"Hopefully they will bust me back down in rank. I wonder how they will react when they find out I fully intend to kill everyone of those subdemon bastards."

Still facing the Adarok and the Atlantean Obidiah stands statue still as he most often does. The order to take up sentry duty is not immediately acknowledged.

Cannon reaches up and rubs his chin for a moment in obvious thought.
Then his booming voice responds aloud "well met"

Still encompassed by a glowing, flaming aura, the nearly naked tattooed woman descended to meet Xion on the wings of magic.

"If you mean reinforcements, there are several vehicles and a fewscore of troops along our backtrail, but they were initially in pursuit of this slaver's barge," she informs him.  "The presence of these troopers is unexpectedly dense in this area," she observes, her tone clearly dangling an enquiry at him in return.

[OOC: Whup, missed that, Van.  Fog of war and all that, the order stands. ^_^]

It's impossible for a combat robot to frown, but Brun gave it her best shot.

There were several decidedly unnerving things Attila had just said, and the threat of being reported was way at the bottom of the list.  Lt. Drake would have to have words with his superiors on a number of matters, apparently.

Not favouring Attila with any further response, Brun booms over to where Lt. Xion is running his enquiry.

"Let me guess, sir, they've managed to lead a full Coalition legion down on us, right?" Drake commented dryly, looking up to the...thing...then down to the scantily clad female.  Just their luck....

 During the firefight with the Barge, 'Masque was curiously quiet - though that may well just be down to a sensible desire to avoid overkill (or maybe his attention being entirely focussed in the ground under people's feet), rather he'd dedicated his time to policing the battlefield for the wounded, making sure to get them safely away from the homicidal Rahu-man's guns and up-slope - where he's also able to recover that part of his explosive trapline that wasn't detonated in the ambush.

 There's some salvaging of course, but first and foremost it's Our Side, Their Side, Loot.

 As a result he's some distance away when the order from Avery comes through and doesn't at first acknowledge, probably being out of earshot (cybernetic hearing being lovely and all, but over the hiss and rattle of cooling metal, whimpers and screams of the wounded and dying, and the general deafness of post-battle, it's not unusual) - but Magnet'll probably pick him up on the way through to hunt down the enemy soldier since it appears to be his mission.

Xion nods to the lady, "They are attacking my home kingdom. They hate the use of magic and all who use it. That is why they are in this area. How far up your backtrail were they?" As Drake approaches Xion nods to him, "This is Lt. Drake. Drake, there are a few score soldiers and some vehicles that were in pursuit of the barge, they are along the trail...Maybe we should send an unseen fast mover that way to do some recon...any suggestions?

Magnet Man will track down Metal Man as ordered. Once he finds that he has been slain, he will return and volunteer to help the underground team, thinking the sooner that the prisoners are extracted, the sooner they can avoid the legion that he overheard Drake speak of.

GM edit : "Send me down sir. My abilities are wasting up here..."
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"have you any medical supplies, there appear to be wounded that could use my assitence"

Arven scoffs at the Adaroks offer of help. "Yeah I bet you got real friggin delicate touch there slap...." He lets his insult taper off and then asks a question of the large creature. "Hey Big-Brown you think you could carry me on your back and still fly?"