Laguna looked at the ork treasure, then back to Sara. "Fair point. But I just dont want to give them a reason." He flinched as Bluddflagg shouted. "Ok, it seems like we dont have a choice."
<color=brown>"I am sensing pions being exchanged between atomic nuclei within the vessel indicating some kind of reactor inside. But it's unstable. EMily, can you confirm?"
"The EM energy inside is fluctuating. They are really in danger, and the energy is enough to cause that big of an explosion."
Tarkus grimaces inside the pod before freeing his arms and pushing the door to the pod of its hinges before falling forwards out of its and crashing into the floor. He pushes his armoured bulk off the grounf before turning and heading back to the drop pod. He crushed rubble underfoot as he arrived at the empty seat before moving around to the next door and begins prying the door off.
<color=brown>"We'd have to take a look at the reactor. It might be a fusion reactor, but we cannot be too sure." She looked at the treaty that the Orks had. <color=brown>"Should we sign it together Laguna? From EMily's reports, it sounds like you've been trying to help keep this group together."
"Brother Grantius." Tarkus says as he tears the door off. The Marine inside is completely still, his soul lost to the warp. Tarkus moves on to the next door which comes of easier. "Brother Orphon, do you live?" No answer. Tarkus moves on to the final door and works at pulling it off.
"If yer gonna set foot on my ship it will be on my terms!" kaptin bluddflagg said as a mega-nob placed a crate in front of Kaptin Bluddflagg. The kaptin then placed the parchment and knife on the crate then cut part of his hand with his powerklaw, let several droplets of blood fall on the parchment then pushed it towards the group's side of the crate and said "Dis is a tradition of da freebootas, da agreement must be signed in blood AND anyone who is coming aboard my ship must sign dis personally!"
Laguna stared for a moment. He wan't really comfortable with this, but it had to be done, he'd had worse, and maybe he could trying talking to these ork guys. He pricked his finger with a bullet, and signed.
OoC: Gonna have to come off soon, so when I do, Laguna's gonna be following Slenn's characters.
OOC: EMily and her sisters are going to be flabbergasted and ork engineering. Principle of Ork knowledge. "Da Red unz go fasta.". For all intents and purposes Ork technology should just fall apart.
"Dis is all in order, da crates will be left here and you three are coming with me" Kapin bluddflagg said as the group of orks,Sara,Emily and Winona were teleported up to the ship.
OOC: ok I'm off.
the crates are filled with imperial weaponry (Link below. every weapon in the link exept weapons with the note 'Vehicle mounted' but VeneratedWulfen93 can tell you about them) and have orks follow Slenn's 3 wherever they go.
http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Space_Marine_Weaponry_(List)#.T6krBu1K6_s
@VeneratedWulfen93 this is the end DoW2 retribution ork campaign orks so the ship is actually the looted judgment of carrion.
OOC: @Ven. I figured. XD Actually something I've been wondering is like how much stronger in comparison are the marines compared to a normal human? I would figure that they're super human. Strange question, I know, but I'd figure I'd ask a human source instead of Wikipedia.
The three sisters looked around the ship to spot the fluctuating energy. They found it and got to the reactor. It was an abysmal mess, in every imaginable way. All three of them placed their hands on the reactor to get a better sense of what's happening inside.
Tarkus' autosenses flare and he unslings his Bolter and readies it. Coming around from the side of the Pod, weapon at the ready. "Stand fast, do not come any closer." He leverages the Bolter at Tophat. "Speak, is this planet under the Emperor's rule?" He queries. His helmet was a bone colour, differant from the two corpses visible in the pod whose armour was red with bone coloured shoulders.
OOC: Space Marines could pluck an Ork from the ground with one hand, bend and crush metal with a punch and such.
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