Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-7974155-20140807071103/@comment-14745711-20140814054315

OOC: hey, it is good for one of us to be a jerk. It makes it all the more fun when he messes up and we have to save him.

IC: at Garion's words, Orphius scowls below his helmet, but says nothing that the others can over hear. He has of course already evaluated his own wargear, and judges that it should stand up to the rest of the mission, though he suspects he will need to have it attended too after the mission is over.

IM: "Dark Angels. Always were a pack of heartless bastards weren't they? He, I'm being a little hypocritical I suppose, I'm not to upset by this death, and I never felt that he was going to be a safe member of this team. I just never expected him to die like that. I'd hoped I'd never see anyone die like that again."

He turns too Tychus as prepares to move out. "We're not properly equipped for this task. This is the necrons, I have no doubt of it. We should make a withdrawal and come back with reinforcements. Scarabs never operate on their own, there must be a controller around here, and that will have a retinue of warriors. If this isn't a tomb world, then it is most likely about to be taken over."