Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20140512214722/@comment-14745711-20140521083414

OOC: you know, for all the planets you could have ruined, you had to ruin the one I liked...

IC: the melee rages intensely for several minutes, but it rapidly becomes clear Forenekh's forces are out classed. Only himself and the lychguard actually have real hand-to-hand combat programs running in their minds, and the warriors and immortals are quickly whittled away by their opponents. Thankfully when the stone warriors are taken out in melee, they stay defeated, while the necrons can attempt to repair themselves, though this is proving to be surprisingly difficult. "Come on Sarumanekh, give me some ideas here!"

"I'm sorry but there's nothing I can say. Except."

"WHAT?!"

"The walls."

"What in the name of the thousand voids is that supposed to mean?! No, never mind, don't bother."

"Look, just remember the walls."

"Skill in battle. But skill won't win this battle, my forces have none! We're Souless robots!"

"Not that one!"

"What do you mean, not that one?!" Suddenly the leader takes a swipe at Forenekh's head, nearly decapitating him, but Forenekh blocks the strike just in time, causing the two fighters to be locked in place. "Other one, other one. What is the other one?" The stone noble pauses and stairs into his eyes, then slowly turns its head to the left. Forenekh stands still for a moment, then notices that behind the noble on the wall, is carved a different symbol. "Doz, go borek. Well that helps, this shouldn't be hard at all."

The two figures spin around on the spot, their weapons glimmering causing sparks to fly off the stone floor. The warriors, twirl around the room, as the other fighters step back from the duel. Forenekh leaps into the air, spinning his staff, so that he makes several lines of cuts across the shoulders of the stone necrontyr. He lands and spins 360 locking his blade with that of his enemy. The two fighters slash back and forth at each other, dodging to the sides, jumping into the air and Forenekh manages to shove the stone warrior backwards by pushing it in the face.

In orbit, Dagorekh has been observing the chaos activity increase. "I don't like this. Scan for energy signature #456778009."

"Detected at coordinates (think of a suitable list of numbers and so forth). Response action?"

"Wait a moment," Dagorekh quickly patches through to Forenekh, but hears nothing except for the clanging of weapons. "I think we may need to by some time for Forenekh. Send out the fighters, don't attack yet and keep your distance. I want to know about any fluctuations in that energy signature." Dagorekh turns to look at Cortekh who is standing just behind him. "So, this could be difficult."

"Yes. We can't afford a full scale engagement with the chaos troops here. I despise them as much as you do, but there are an abnormally large amount of warp signatures cropping up down there."

"Precicsly, we could use direct fire from the Souless Doom to bring those floating towers down, but I'm not willing to act just yet. But if what I think is about to happen does begin to happen, we open fire."

"I still don't like it. But we do as you say Dagorekh."

OOC: I'll take all the time I want thank you very much. You don't have any kind of fleet that could repel an attack from me remember.