Cains fingers blurred over his console as he sifted through the incoming data.
"Master I have multiple disturbances being recorded. An unknown offworlder is reaking havoc on Heraphax IV, having detonated a large explosion in the Spire of the Conciliator and Khanjar believes it may have stolen the Claw."
<Find him. Make contact. Bring the Claw into My posession. And ascertain if he can be used.>
"Your will Master. Khanjar is seeing to it personally. There is evidence of a Reborn in the nearby area."
<A Reborn? You are sure.>
"It is uncertain but probable."
<Find him and observe him. Discover his motives, but remain unnoticed.>
"Pontius has dispatched units. A ship of unknown origin and species has entered the Sollexus zone. It was on a collision course with a Frigate Collective, but the Collective has avoided the encounter successfully. The ship appears to be utilizing hyperdrive engines and is heavily damaged. Throk Mak Taur awaits orders in regards to the ship, and notification that the orbital batteries of Sollexus have nearly been silenced."
<Board the ship and ascertain its kinds use to Me. Inform Throk Mak Taur of my satisfaction with his performance.>
"Your will Master." Cain paused for the merest fragment of a second as he recieved an impulse from Khanjar directly.
"Khanjar has found the offworlder Master."

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Khanjar nodded to a distant Infiltrator, who took aim and fired at the mechanical bird. A short sharp crack rang out and the machine's wing exploded in a cloud of sparks and fragments, whirling rapidly towards the ground. Khanjar stepped out onto the ledge and called to the falling creatures. “Quick! Grab my hand! Jump!”
The offworlder looked up, and jumped from his fatally damaged contraption, just catching Khanjar’s fingers as he slammed into the side of the building. His companion jumped as well, but trying to bring the flaming machine with him, fell down into the ravine. “Ive got you, don’t worry.” Khanjar grabbed the man with his other hand and pulled him up slowly with a grimace.
In truth, he could have pulled all three of the beings up with one hand with if not ease, not difficulty either. But as a Human form infiltrator, he must act as a human lest the deception be noticed. The Infiltrators are Servitors who were not quite servitors. Servitors who were almost living. They certainly looked it. And they had to be maintained as such.That His work oftain required such methods disgusted The Master, and the infiltrators were loathed by those of the Chosen, but it could not be denied that they had their uses.
“Come on, theyve seen you and will know where youve landed. We need to move.”
“But my companions-“ The outworlder protested.
Khanjar cut him off. “Fell from a great height into the side of a building, if theyre lucky. The street 400 stories below us if theyre not. You can make contact with them later but we have to go now!”
Alexin looked at the stranger who had saved him from his fall. “Who are you and why do you save an enemy of the Forge Lords?”
Khanjar made a gesture of distaste as another heavy las shot blasted into the ground by his feet. “Irrelevant just now, let it be sufficient to say another of their enemies. We need to get away from those snipers!” He broke into a run, Alexin following after him. Khanjar sent an impulse back to Cain. <Target now in my possession. He will be interrogated shortly.>
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Ghost could only watch in horror as his ship slipped just past the other.
As he began to blow a sigh of relief, it changed into a curse as three streaks shot into his ship from the frigate.
As the sharp triple clang rang out through the ship as it lurched sideways, the piercing noise of drills announced that the streaks of fire were boarding pods.

nice
but i feel leftout
i dun have much to do untill eric comes back

[Alexin, i'm close to Heraphax V, together with Rogue]

I was lost. I've missed the ship, luckely, but now i was about to crash in the planet, if i didn't burn up when i enter the atmospher. Suddenly I heard 3 loud clangs, and the sound of a drill. Suddenly the control panel gave 2 messages. 'Warning! 3 unkown objects attacked at the ships!' and 'Danger! Moters overheat! Engine melth down in 3 minutes!' My only hope was the eject pot in the cabin. Suddenly, their was a sound, like a hermetic door opens. Then suddenly 3 human like monsters enterd the cabin! I knew i was lost. If i staid here, I would crash and if I would fight the monster, i would surely die, cause of my broken arm. I knew that all hope was lost.

[Ill post a reply to you tomorrow ghost, just got back to uni and Im exhausted. + Projects.]

since eric is taking so long i leave the house and start searching for him in the city while keaping my eyes open for sudden suprises

atlervetok wrote:nice
but i feel leftout
i dun have much to do untill eric comes back

uhhh, I already gave you the key, I do believe

I had an odd feeling that something was not right, but I shook it off, it was probably nothing. I had things that needed to be done. When I consumed humans on the ship, I felt worse and worse after each one. It was not guilt, for I hated them. I felt myself... almost becoming them, and I intended to find out why. After making sure there are no people nearme besides a woman, perhaps 30 in age, I shatter her mind, cutting off the signals from her brain to her limbs, immobalising her, and I carried her back to my new house for testing.

[The space fight is along way away alexin, and theres a big fleet surrounding you.]
A sharp steady thump of metal on metal rang out through Alexins ship. As he whirled around to check on his new companion, there was a massive blast as suddenly the airlock door burst in, and the massive vacuum sucked him off his feet. As he flew towards the door he saw the scorched hand of the servitor he thought he had killed reach through the breach, catching him by the neck, holding the remainder of the air in his lungs in place. Scrabbling for a weapon the servitor smashed him off a bulkhead, knocking him unconscious. Reaching into the ship, the servitor detached the door, climbed inside as debris flew past it in a hail, and closed the emergency doors. Having done so another opened, and it found itself assaulted by a troll and some kind of mechanical beast. Raising its damaged right arm, it spat bolter shells from its wrist mount at the machine, shredding it like wheat as explosions blossomed over it, and caught the troll with its left, braining it with its right, and again when it remained conscious. It surveyed the room it was in, and seeing no further threats relayed its position to the HUD of its section leader. Seconds later additional boarding pods slammed into alexins ships, and additional servitors spread out round the ship. Each was massively armoured, and 8 feet or more tall. They carried a variety of weapons, holding weapons that a normal man would have needed a tripod or severe augmentation for in one hand. Clearly largely machine, and often wildly varying, the majority had large shoulder pads, overlapping plate armour over scaled undersuits, occassional tubing snaking underneath one plate to another. Their helms ranged from full face plates with armour plexiglass visors, to medieval style T visors, or showed the armoured head beneath, green photoreceptors glowing. As they spread out through the ship, the damaged original unsealed its armour to allow it to breath the ships atmosphere, it having been replaced by the life support systems. Looking at ghost in the medical pod, unable to move as it held him tightly to fix his arm, Ghost saw a smoking demon in mighty armour, scorch marks and scrapes from alexins weapon and flying debris respectively standing before him, its back rent and torn. And yet utterly implacable, and nigh unkillable. In terror, he saw it reach aside to the med pods controls, and unbeknownst to him acting on instructions from a Mechwright servitor on board its homeship, the world went black as sedatives sped through his battered frame.

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Cain turned to look at the Master. "Master, the reborn has assaulted and neutralized a human female. He seems to be waiting to observe her lifeforce, suggest he may be evolving."

<He must be an old one, or at any rate have taken many lives. Send an infiltrator and make contact, tell him that his race is known and that we know what is overcoming him.>
"At once Master, Pontius will make contact at the earliest opportunity. Throk Mak Taur is reporting that the offworlders escape ship intercepted the damaged craft and has now been captured, and is awaiting your pleasure in a stasis cell, along with another being that we believe to have been from the damaged craft. There is also the Troll that the offworlder, a human, had been working with, he is also in stasis. The offworlder is a human, "
<Excellent. While they are immobilized in stasis have Throk Mak Taur form a complete report on their biology and the machinery discovered in both craft. Then he will bring them for interrogation. Has boarding of Sollexus begun?>
“Yes Master, the first drop pods landed under a minute ago. Resistance is fierce but yielding.”