[Zethina, Morrison, Morrigan, Jaxom]

Full cover to work party 30 meters with sporadic partial cover such as: debris, empty containers etc.

[Txaran]

Txaran using one of his vouchers summons a tax-cab to make double time. He never knows how the Voice will get in touch with him again and when he should actually be at the given place.
The ride was smooth enough, except for the loud midhive pop songs the driver was playing on repeat. You arrive just in time to see a group of four suspicious individuals enter the disused landing pad.

Zethina stayed close and silent as she let her gaze sweep over their surroundings, hoping to spot out something, anything really, that might help to piece together a story or give some element of a trail. Any hound needed a scent and whilst they had the scene of the crime, the scent was what they lacked. The thought had her hand tightening gently around the grip of her shotgun beneath her armored jacket. Her nerves were only further on edge for how she didn't feel she belonged but she merely invested her trust in the wisdom of her betters.

Morrison just smiled as Jaxom walked out reaching down and pulling the axe from it's sheath "Something tells me things are about to get very loud very quickly." He said as he moved the hand with the axe to the barrel of his shotgun and twisted it with a click before pulling his hand back his axe now protruding from under the barrel of the gun "Makes it harder to shoot at range but give you some good leverage for cutting." He said as he looked at the others still smiling.

[Jaxom]

"Who's asking?"

A sickeningly obese individual with pierced lips, nose and heavy tattoos emerged from the remains of the lander. He (or she?) wore heavy and expensive offworld furs and sported a stub automatic lugged right inside their satin trousers. Their appearance was finished by fur lined slippers.
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Getting out from the tax-cab he tipped his head down for the driver to see him easier, "This is going to take longer than I expected so no need to wait for me to go to the next loc I was planning."

Tilting his head slightly he looked at the nearby structures to see if he could find a place to take a vantage point that would let him see down on everything.  An amusing idea considering they were inside a gigantic Hive City so there always were higher spots.  Spotting something that looked promising he made his way over to it and circled slightly so that the people or anyone on the pad could see him.  He then pulled out from one of the inside pouches of his workers overalls a grapnel.  A hiss erupted from firing it after taking careful aim and it concealing its use.  After a moment he attached it to his drop harness to avoid any falling and started the winch to haul himself up quickly into a position.  Soon as he made it all the way up he'd circle and get into position while noting other buildings nearby and anything above within range of a grapnel shot.

[Txaran]

You look around and find a suitable vantage point fairly easy: A two-headed imperial eagle statue on the other side of the road to the landing pad. This originally used to be an admin building likely handling the deliveries but now it is fallen to disuse and from the corner of your eyes you see what appear to be squatters inside the offices.
This maneuver was not without any notice however, several people on the street and in cars and cargo8's saw you who honked and cheered. The crowd disappears after a minute or so but if you do not hide yourself you might attract further unwanted attraction.
You see a crash landed lander with crews working around it. A group of four individuals recently entered the only entrance. These individuals, two males and two females appear armed to the teeth and from a military unit deriving from their diamond shaped formation and their expert use of cover. Three stood at the entrance while the fourth just started some conversation with an obese individual in near the lander.

[Zethina, Morrison, Morrigan]

If you guys want to do anything do not hesitate to say so. Nobody watches you explicitly and nobody said you can't go in or do stuff.
You hear honking and a brief cheer from outside.
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Morrigan tried to move slightly away from the group to get a patch of concealment but Jaxom called out before she could find adequate cover.

Today: Secret Roll: Morrigan Nemhain rolled 40 -- 2 degrees of failure using the Warhammer Test system with a target number of 15.  concealment.

When the people noticed him he gave a double fist bump in the air knowing that they would see it more as some random hiver doing tricks than what he might end up actually getting into.

He then slipped out of the light and view so that the crowd would disperse suitably and not draw a bunch of attention to what he was doing.  When he found a good spot back from the edge and was properly hidden from view below he set himself up to watch and wait.  Since the moved with a military precision he spent a moment checking other spots of higher ground where they would have similar individuals supporting them at a distance considering the relatively small unit they were compared to those on the landing pad.  When he finished looking he focused on the events going on below and began ranging the distances...

In reply to GM (msg # 124):

"Jaxom, Med Alpha." Jax waved at the lander. "Any chance you will have the pad clear in twenty minutes? We have a meet coming in, see?"

The honking and cheering was filed away but left as little more than sounds of the Hive without some impression of something more sinister. Granted, she remained suspicious of it all the same as she maintained formation and turned her attention towards the obese man that Jaxom was now speaking with. She forced her posture to relax but it was still something akin to parade ground. Her stomach still churning from the presence of their other companion but stamped down under iron will and a memory of worse suffering that was best left undiscussed.

She shifted then to afford herself a better vantage point then but let him take the lead her attention split between the man himself and the men around the crash site. She wasn't happy with the lack of any significant at a cursory glance and almost felt the need to interview or get closer to the wreck but that was best done without any thought.

[Jaxom]

"Yeah? Well I know you don't because nothing is meeting here in twenty minutes. Now go and snoop around somewhere else, tard. This is a friendly warning."

The obese person doesn't look like s/he is believes whatever Jaxom had to say. In fact they appear to touch the butt of their snub auto for good measure.


[Zethina Calder]

You don't really see anything of interest. You might need to go closer.

[Txaran Aguirre]

This is the best vantage point but it is a bit high. You only see the four (now three) individuals standing near the entrance.

Jax hand-shrugged and turned away, walking back to the others. "Hostile" he said flatly once he had closed up once more. "Fire on three. One. Two. Three."
Turning on 'three' himself he took a knee behind the nearest cover, his pistol blurring into his hand to fire a burst at Fat Boy.

We get surprise?

In reply to Jaxom (msg # 132):

Surprise, sure!

"Gak" she mutters bringing up the scalptaker sighting it and fires it at the best armed looking enemy.

Secret Roll: Morrigan Nemhain rolled 84 -- 4 degrees of failure using the Warhammer Test system with a target number of 44.  aimed attack.

Morrison smiled as he took off running forward at the count of one "Sometimes you have to get close if you want to hit." He said as he moved up to another position that he guessed would give relative cover, or atleast he hoped so.

Move up 10m to the closet thing that looks like cover with a full move, doesn't have to act like it.

Jaxom grinned happily as his burst tore into Fat Boy.
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When he heard the report of gunfire and saw the four move it caught him by surprise as he assumed it had the individuals out on the pad as well causing him to swear.  When it had passed Txaran affixed a scrap of cloth over the long barrel...he was going to have to get to the edge to see more and while it wasn't much camouflage there were plenty of bits of broken pipe, 'crete and wiring in the old buildings.  At a singular glance it would look like just another pipe that had caught a scrap of clothing that had been blowing about.  He then moved closer to the edge so he could properly see what was going on and if needed chose to join the combat without others noticing.

For her part, Zethina snapped up the las carbine and let loose, the shots were more to the effect of distraction that anything else, the machine spirit of the weapon protesting at some point in the whole but quickly soothed to compliance once more with the administrations of the appropriate rituals and prayers in the instant. It was not a good showing and it seemed her time in captivity had raddled her more than she cared to admit. The spirit might be willing but parts of it and the flesh were still found to be wanting.


Aiight then.

19:26, Today: Secret Roll: Zethina Calder rolled 4 using 1d10.  Jam Test (Reliable).

19:25, Today: Secret Roll: Zethina Calder rolled 98 -- 4 degrees of failure using the Warhammer Test system with a target number of 51.  Semi-Auto Burst (Las Carbine).

[Zethina, Morrison, Morrigan, Jaxom]

Regardless of Morrigan's and Zethina's less than optimal Jaxom really outdid himself tearing the obese individual to shreds and throwing them backward as all of his six bullets of his autopistol hit home. Using the ensuing chaos Morrison started to move closer to mop up any enemies.

For now it looked like the crowd was shocked by the sudden shootout and most people instinctively shouted and started to run out of the landing pad.
Since a round is only 3 seconds it will take a couple of rounds for the stampede to end but do roll initiative in case any enemies remain. In the meantime any further shooting will take a -20 due to the crowd.


[Txaran]


After hearing autofire shots Txaran fumbled with his cloth only to see people starting to run out of the landing pad in a frenzy crying out in panic.

Roll for initiative.

08:57, Today: Secret Roll: Jaxom rolled 7 using 1d10+3.  Init.

Jax watched, ready if any of them decided not to run. For the moment though, he held his fire, shooting people in the back was a bit much when they were not proven heretics.

Txaran finished concealing the end of the barrel and moved.  Instead of running up to the edge and quickly snapping the rifle into position to take any shots he moved deliberately and precisely when he braced himself and started looking to identify targets.  That care was all due to all the eyes that at least tangentially were looking in his direction when they fled the landing pad.

He was after the man in black and those four might scare him up if he was on the pad...or they might not.  Regardless he needed to be ready for whatever action he chose to take moving forward.

---ooc:
Full: Slink into position carefully/slowly to avoid notice
15:50, Today: Txaran Aguirre rolled 6 using 1d10+2.  Initiative.

When the crowd started to scatter Morrigan held her fire, ducking down in cover and shouted "Surrender and you won't end up like your boss, drop you weapons and leave"

Morrigan Nemhain rolled 5 using 1d10+2.  initiative .

Zethina was used to many things in her experience and the sudden eruption of violence and surging crowds was just one more of those things. Muscle memory, as much as conscious thought, took over in those moments as all that time spent drilling in both the Schola and the yards of the Adeptus Arbite took hold.


19:42, Today: Secret Roll: Zethina Calder rolled 9 using 1d10+3 with rolls of 6.  Initiative.

As the crowd started to move out you notice three individuals who behave very suspiciously: Instead of running out of the landing pad, they wear the same heavy leather uniforms and take cover in a rather professional manner. What is even stranger is that they are packing strange rifle like weapons that look like they are largely made of some kind of transparent material, similar to glass. All three take aim at Morrison who is standing the nearest and fire off short bursts of a very fast disc shaped item turning the medicae and some of the gangers into hamburger in a very bloody way.

Init order: Zethina, Jaxom, Txaran, Morrigan, badguys
The badguys are within 40m with Jaxom 20m (or closer, your decision) away next to the bloody corpse of Morrison. Badguys are 100m from Txaran.
I'm talking to Morrison in private about his replacement character.
Post in any order, will take initiative actions after every character has resolved their actions. Don't forget to roll dodge just in case. :)

Where in Ruin had this lot come from? Jax had been paying careful attention to the potential enemy and he hadn't noticed anything like them! They must have been under concealment. That, plus uniform gear and uniform weapons, made them somebodies black squad. But whose? Nobody used rifles like that that he knew of. they looked almost... xeno. There. He had said it. Well, whoever they were, they had attacked Acolytes of His Most Holy Ordos, and for that (and maybe having heretical weapons) they would die.

The tacsit was suboptimal. Sword and pistol versus long guns in open. They needed to close. Okay, to close they needed a way to do so without being chopped into chutney by those long guns. Fortunately, he had an idea. Triggering his holo he went invisible, sending a fake image of himself right and forward as if to flank. Pro's should recognise that move and counter it. Hopefully. Meantime, to make sure they didn't ignore him...

To be continued.