We Are Our Avatars III (Ended!)
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The snap of Long Rifles could be hear throughout the ship. The Rangers had succeeded in drawing the Warriors and the two hulking creatures ran with great footsteps towards where they felt the gaunts dying. The Prime however and stalked towards the front, where the Steersman was located. Assimilated knowledge of generations before it had given it the knowledge of the layout of Eldar ships and this had allowed it to direct the gaunts into vents while the ranger's gave their position away. Only one ranger was guarding the steersman, having anticipated drawing the Tyranids aft and a shot pinged off the creatures armoured shoulder as it stalked into view of the Ranger. The Prime screeched, a rolling noise that echoed across the blackness of the warp and charged, heaving a Bonesword in its right upper arm and it sprinted towards where the shot had came from at the end of a long corridor in which it could barely fit.
OOC: Tyranid Warrior except the Warriors on the ship have Rending claw (Clawed hands) instead of the gun, Primes look similar but the one on the ship has a Bonesword, Lash Whip and Rending Claws. The Tyranids are all red and tan coloured as well.
OOC: Tyranid Warrior except the Warriors on the ship have Rending claw (Clawed hands) instead of the gun, Primes look similar but the one on the ship has a Bonesword, Lash Whip and Rending Claws. The Tyranids are all red and tan coloured as well.
"Ah hell!" James snarled, dropping the P90 on its sling and sprinting at the car, hoping to reach it with his enhanced speed before it could accelerate ahead of him.
Austin walks around Four's ship, wondering where everybody is.
Winter and Amy start their CQC training for the day.
Winter and Amy start their CQC training for the day.
James ducked his head but kept up his reckless charge. As he went he fumbled his own pistol out of its holster and began firing wildly back at George, focusing ontrying to catch up to the car rather than trying to shoot accurately.
OOC: Are we going for the angle that for some reason, the car hasn't been able to outrun him yet? Sweet.
James drew his undertaker with one hand and, just as the car began to accelerate ahead of him, swung it down and lodged the hooked end into the rear bumper. Immediately he was yanked off his feet, but the tough material of his tac-vest and the hard plastic knee pads of his combat trousers protected him from being shredded on the tarmac as he was dragged behind the car. He flinched from side to side as bullets thudded into the ground beside him, trying to avoid taking a shot to the head while he struggled to bring his own gun to bear.
James drew his undertaker with one hand and, just as the car began to accelerate ahead of him, swung it down and lodged the hooked end into the rear bumper. Immediately he was yanked off his feet, but the tough material of his tac-vest and the hard plastic knee pads of his combat trousers protected him from being shredded on the tarmac as he was dragged behind the car. He flinched from side to side as bullets thudded into the ground beside him, trying to avoid taking a shot to the head while he struggled to bring his own gun to bear.
The Lictor continues to stalk through the undergrowth, its tall form hunched as it moved. Biological imperative drove it towards areas of high resistance, the most technologicaly advanced or well defended areas.
"Ah shit, shit, SHIT!" James yelled as the car sped up, sending him flailing crazily from side to side. If he didn't let go he'd be smashed to pieces. Forgetting about Evilington and George, he began to fire shot after shot at the rear bumper, trying to free his undertaker. After a good few hits, the whole bumper came off, and James skidded to a halt as the car sped off.
James tried to scramble to his feet, but lost his balance and fell again, rolling onto his back and panting heavily.
"Now that... that was one hell of a ride." He said to himself, and began laughing despite himself.
"Now that... that was one hell of a ride." He said to himself, and began laughing despite himself.
Tullaneth heard a rifle shot close by and span around. "The rangers were so supposed to draw them away!" He exclaimed. He ran to the door and called to Finathren. "Ranger! What's happening?" Then he heard the crackling sound of a power weapon slicing flesh after a number of thudding steps and snarls and screeches. He backed away from the door as it began to buckle. The Prime was breaking in.
Katelliana saw the first warrior loap into sight, surrounded by lesser beasts. Quietly across the crystal comm-link she whispered. "Stay your fire, await its entry. We cannot affored for it to survive." The Ranger braced their rifles as the Guants and the warrior that towered over them, barely fitting the corridor, advanced over the dead bodies of previous small waves.
Inaeun watched his scope from a darkened corner, the rangers around him occasionally snapping a shot off. "Katelliana must have their attention. They come few enough here." He whispered. He then heard scratching beside him and so a protrusion in the wall. Moments later a Hormaguant leapt from the darkness with a screech and he struggled to fire at the creature, blowing its head clean off but not before others leapt from the walls. At close range the cameleoline was useless and the rangers produced Shuriken Pistols and daggers to fight off the threat. They fell back as they were swarmed. Inaeun was cut in the leg by a sycthing talon, bright blood splashing on the white floor. He lacerated his attacker and the frantic gaunt fell backwards with ichor spewing from its neck and twitched violently on the floor. The room was awash with the screeches of the creatures as the Eldar hurriend out of the room. "Away. We cannot win here!" Inaeun said limping out of the doorway, followed by four others. Imalderin, Rhonan, Saalemeth and Ytalia the only other Ranger's escaping. The other 3 had fallen to the frenzied and sudden attack of the Hormagaunts who now scratched at the wraithbone door after it had closed.
Katelliana saw the first warrior loap into sight, surrounded by lesser beasts. Quietly across the crystal comm-link she whispered. "Stay your fire, await its entry. We cannot affored for it to survive." The Ranger braced their rifles as the Guants and the warrior that towered over them, barely fitting the corridor, advanced over the dead bodies of previous small waves.
Inaeun watched his scope from a darkened corner, the rangers around him occasionally snapping a shot off. "Katelliana must have their attention. They come few enough here." He whispered. He then heard scratching beside him and so a protrusion in the wall. Moments later a Hormaguant leapt from the darkness with a screech and he struggled to fire at the creature, blowing its head clean off but not before others leapt from the walls. At close range the cameleoline was useless and the rangers produced Shuriken Pistols and daggers to fight off the threat. They fell back as they were swarmed. Inaeun was cut in the leg by a sycthing talon, bright blood splashing on the white floor. He lacerated his attacker and the frantic gaunt fell backwards with ichor spewing from its neck and twitched violently on the floor. The room was awash with the screeches of the creatures as the Eldar hurriend out of the room. "Away. We cannot win here!" Inaeun said limping out of the doorway, followed by four others. Imalderin, Rhonan, Saalemeth and Ytalia the only other Ranger's escaping. The other 3 had fallen to the frenzied and sudden attack of the Hormagaunts who now scratched at the wraithbone door after it had closed.
OOC: @Random yes. Ulthwe is the Craftworld Eldrad is from so you might see a few more familiar faces. Inaeun is a Pathfinder now, lost on the path of the outcast.