Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20131029180938/@comment-14745711-20131031083447

OCC: don't be too affended by this, just trying to stay realistic.

A number of marines lift their weapons and aim at Lord Trapper. "Please don't take offence my good sir, but I can't let you just walk in." Says Caratus, lieutenant of the third quarter of 3rd company.

Avatus pushes himself to his knees and vomits blood briefly onto the ground. "I guess that means the hard way then." He climbs back to his feet as a marine runs up behind him and hands him Narsa Galdra. "Thank you."

Tank has reached the bridge and his holding one of the crew above his head before throwing him into the view port. Suddenly Avatus stands in the hole he made previously. "I would prefer if you didn't throw my men around like that." He leaps into the air and lands on Tank's back stabbing him straight through before wrenching his sword free then pushing off to land on his feet sword poised.

OOC: you are going down.