Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20131221150837/@comment-14745711-20131225082146

IC: the Angels stand in a room littered with alien bodies, and, sadly, a much smaller number of their own fallen. "What now sir?" Nablanel considers for a few moments. "Make our position strong here and send out two scout teams. We need to know what is ahead. Also, try and re-open vox channels with Sayians."

"Our communication devices were damaged in the assault, it will take time sir."

"So long as that time is twenty minutes, you are clear." As Nablanel strides off the chief combat engineer lets out a long sigh under his breath.

OOC: Merry Christmas!