Survival

[Lighthawk]

Mir
0852

"Down!" Venus yells, and the Sister leap away from the grenade, though too late. The device emits a hiss and spins like a top as it vents it's pressurized contents. Venus takes a choking breath and collaspes, gasping on the floor, while Cyrine's expression turns dreamlike and unseeing. Diona panics, drawing her pistol even as she crawls under fallen slab of the ceiling held up at an angle by the wall. The rest of the Sisters let out alarmed screams, and the roar of gunfire erupts as Mir dashes from the building.

[Lighthawk]

Buck
0023

Skive nodded. "I didn't think so. I do not know either. Perhaps it would be best if we figured it out, together?"

[Tyyr]

0852

"Frak frak fraking FRAK!," Mir howls as he runs to the front of the building looking for the ork bike.

[Deepcrush]

Buck
0023

Skive nodded. "I didn't think so. I do not know either. Perhaps it would be best if we figured it out, together?"

Buck's face turned almost to an image of hate. "Maybe best if Buck crush you!" Buck leaned down into a charging stance. "FOR DA EMP'ER!"

[Lighthawk]

Buck
0023

A second figure suddenly emerged from one of the room's side passages, a figure covered in wire and metal plating, liddless eyes locked onto the ogryn. The servitor raised it's arm, the twin gun barrels pointing at Buck's heart.

"Buck, please," Skive tried. "I am not your enemy. We both serve the Emporer, we both fight for the Imperium. No good can come of one of us killing the other."

[Deepcrush]

Hearing the little man invoke the Emperor. Buck had no choice but to halt. At least until the little man failed in the Emperor's service. "Where am I! You tell me now!"

[Lighthawk]

Buck
0024

Skive sighed. "The best I can say right now is that we are both within a sewer system. It's size and construction lead me to believe we are under a sizable city, though which one and on what planet I do not have enough data yet to even make a guess. My efforts to explore have been hindered by an annoying and alarming number of xenos and mutants that seem to populate this sewer."

Mir
0852

Mir finds the bike more or less where he left it...less being the operative word. The battle with the daemoness apparently ran right over the bike, which was little more that several scattered piles of scrap in the general location the vehical had been left. Behind him, the roar of gunfire drops off, leaving behind the anguished moans of the wounded.

[Tyyr]

0852

"Yeah, why not," Mir says before taking off at a run, looking to loop out away from the Sister's building and back to Solaria as quickly as he can.

[Lighthawk]

Mir
0903

Mir soon leaves the building behind, pounding on passed the cratered street and back towards the pharmacy. As he arrives, he finds the small building looking just as he had left it.

[Tyyr]

0903

Standing at the doorway Mir calls in, "Solaria, its me, coming in." He worms his way in the wreckage of the front door and over the shelves he piled in front.

[Lighthawk]

Mir
0903

The inside of the building is utterly silent, save for Mir's own breathing as he catches his breath from the run. The store front is empty and undistrubed.

[Deepcrush]

Buck
0024

Skive sighed. "The best I can say right now is that we are both within a sewer system. It's size and construction lead me to believe we are under a sizable city, though which one and on what planet I do not have enough data yet to even make a guess. My efforts to explore have been hindered by an annoying and alarming number of xenos and mutants that seem to populate this sewer."

Buck stomped his boot. "Then we go up! We find Com'sar to lead us. Then we fight for the Emp'er!"

[Tyyr]

0903

Mir sneaks to the back of the store where he left Solaria. "Don't shoot, please."

[Lighthawk]

Buck
0024

"Yes, a Commissar would be very welcome right now," Skive said drily. "As for going up, the only passage I've found that might lead to the surface leads right through an ork camp. With luck though, my servo-skull will be able to scout out an alternate route."

Mir
0903

"No worries," Solaria repled weakly. "You didn't leave me a gun, you bastard." She looks up from where she is stretched out on the floor, but the effort is too much and she lays her head back down. "I feel like I was trampled by a grox..." she moaned.

[Tyyr]

0903

Mir looked around, "Where'd the autorifle go?" He clambered over to her and checked her back. "I can't read ok? I need you to tell me what of all this stuff I can give you."