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Warhammer 40K: Beyond the Law - A Mercenary Adventure [MATURE] (Open for business, apply within.)

New meaning to the term Shitpost?

Warhammer 40K: Beyond the Law - A Mercenary Adventure [MATURE] (Open for business, apply within.)

Nakera was barely aware of their location as they moved. Only when the wind of the outsides caught up on her wounds did she realize she was being carried to the landing dock. Good... she thought, ...they're not abandoning me. That's mighty nice of them. She tried to help along as best she could. Partly because of her scrambled circuitry and partly because of the electric shock she was given from being plugged into the machine she found walking difficult. As they moved, bits of metal followed them as if they had a mind of their own. Spent casings, pieces of armor, bolts and such - all in a small collection as she was dragged.

Once on the Gun Cutter, she was handed over to a medicae staff member, who quickly went to work wiping up the blood from her face. Bits of glass had dug in deep with one cut on her throat looking particularly serious. He gave her shots of medicine, painkillers, and who knows what else, to help calm her as he dug the bits of the console out of her face and neck. When he finished, he wrapped her face up, leaving one eye able to see. She could still access one of her dataports, eventually reaching up for it to withdraw it and check that there wasn't any damage. To test it's function, she took a vox communicator from the Medicae. With a prayer, she clipped into it's data port and closed her eyes, begging the tiny machine spirit to cooperate. It did, and the sensations she received from the little machine were more than comforting. Nothing was seriously damaged.

When the massive spider like man chittered in, Nakera looked over at him with her good eye. Holding out the Vox Caster, she adjusted the volume so she could speak.

"Sir." Her voice was monotone - a side effect of the Dataport. It couldn't handle fine detail of vocal subtlety like biological vocal chords could. Not considering it's simplicity. "I am Nakera Kaas, Lexmechanic to the Colony."

"Approximately four weeks ago, we detected a vessel approaching the colony. It gave signal as a supply vessel, from your organization, bringing food and materials for the colonists. The Arbites staff were stood down, and clearance was given to land, considering that all authentication was valid. When the vessel landed, the cargo hold was instead full of dozens upon dozens of pirates. From my location in Communications, I attempted to rally the Arbites to action. They arrived piecemeal and were cut down. A number of other pirates, from a location unknown to me, arrived at Command and Control and began forcing their way into Operations. The four other Lexmechanics I was working with, plus the Head Magos of the facility, attempted to repel them, without success.

"I was wounded and assumed dead as the pirates secured the facility. When it was discovered that I was alive, none of the other Adeptus Mechanicus assigned to the Colony had survived. Care was taken to stabilize me, so I could maintain and operate essential functions, like Interfacing with Life Support or the Reactor Systems. I..." She hesitated, pausing a moment. With no emotion in her voice, it was practically impossible to tell how this was effecting her, and with her face wrapped, there were no clues there. Her one eye was expressive enough, showing pain and a small tear sliding over her exposed cheek to the bandage. "...I was put in charge of categorizing their bounty. I discovered they were referring to the many people captured alive within the facility. Of the six hundred people present, two hundred had been taken alive. Mostly women and children. Their leader, a large man in powered armor, insisted I document the sales and keep records of his customers. A number of traders came to collect new slaves. Anyone not sold was given to the crew for their own desires.

"I considered destroying the life support systems, but I knew rescue was possible, and to my knowledge, there were still prisoners aboard. When your team arrived, no one was left but me. From what I saw while connected to the colony's main computer, the Pirate Leader had manipulated the Reactor's containment protocols, enraging the Machine Spirit and flooding various chambers of the reactor with too much plasma. Safeties had been overriden manually, which prevented me from shutting down the sequence. I found myself lucky again, as the console overloaded and the angry Spirit of the reactor consumed most of the computer systems within the Colony. The terminal I was on exploded, injuring me as you see."

She looked around, at her rescuers. She hoped that would help, all things considered. No one here was responsible for the colony's destruction. At least, not in any direct sense. Maybe it could have been stopped if they were more organized, but truth be told, that was a rare moment, she figured.

Crime & Punishment - Adeptus Arbites RP [Warhammer 40,000]

This is a thing. Now that my things are calming down a bit, I think I can thing too!

•HAGAKURE•

Hey guys! I apologize for the delays. I've been with a family member who's been in and out of the hospital over the last week. I apologize for any delays. It's been pretty rough.

Pandora's Inheritance [Modern/Fantasy]

Hey, sorry guys! This last week has been very rough for me. A family member was in and out of the hospital. I'm still here, once a few more replies get rolling, but I apologize for anything I missed.

Warhammer 40K: Beyond the Law - A Mercenary Adventure [MATURE] (Open for business, apply within.)

Hey guys - sorry about the delays. A family member has been in and out of the hospital, and writing has been the absolute last thing on my mind.

I'll go ahead and have Nakera do some explaining. Hopefully that helps.

Warhammer 40K: Beyond the Law - A Mercenary Adventure [MATURE] (Open for business, apply within.)

Nakera was chanting now, speaking in strange tongues known only to the Machine Cult. Her fingers were striking runes across the various effigies and control surfaces, communicating as best as she could to the colony's main systems without angering the Spirits within. She gave up the manual entry and found the data port. Pulling the line from her skull, she interfaced with the Machine Spirit directly. Her reward for not using the proper rites to do so was a sharp, blinding pain as the Spirit lashed at her directly. She whimpered in the control room, a few sparks popping from the side of her cybernetic skull. Inside the Machine Spirit's realm, she focused on appeasing it.

The station was overloading with power. Lights were growing brighter, various Spirits throughout the system were being overcome by the buzz of the Plasma Reactor's output. She fought the pain burning in her head and went to calm the Reactor's raging spirit. Every attempt she made to connect to it, however, was blocked. Something had separated the reactor from these consoles. She tried hard to find another route, but the buzzing pain in her skull was getting worse and worse. She realized it was going to be impossible to fix the reactor from here.

Unplugging, she turned and looked at Phant and Kaicero with wide, scared eyes. "I...I can't stop it. The Spirit is too agitated. Th...this place is gonna be free floating vapor here in a few minutes. We need to go now!!"

She looked panicked, terrified even. Her skull was still smoking a bit, a few redundant circuits tripped to prevent the power from loading directly into her head. Her hand was trembling with, a mix of adrenaline and pain from the computer. While looking at them, she saw a blip on the Void Echo. Running over to that console, she plugged in to check the Machine Spirit's plea. While normally, she wouldn't understand the Void Echo Screen being plugged into it directly fed the information into her Cybernetics.

"Uuuh...in other news, there's a number of ships coming from the edge of the system. W...were you expecting compan---AAAAAAAAAAGH!!"

The console she was connected to burst into arching sparks. The screen blew out and gave Nakera a good dose of broken glass and sparks. Her shaking hand only BARELY managed to unplug her dataport before falling to the ground in pain. She felt blood running over her face, chest, and arms. Glass had blown through her rough fabric, and etched a few gouges into her face. Luckily, her eyes were spared.

"....Aaah...we gotta go NOW!" she yelled, through her fingers as she cradled her face.

Warhammer 40K: Beyond the Law - A Mercenary Adventure [MATURE] (Open for business, apply within.)

Writing something up right now!

Warhammer 40K: Beyond the Law - A Mercenary Adventure [MATURE] (Open for business, apply within.)

I'll get a post up today. Thanks!

•HAGAKURE•

Just got settled back in my new home. I'm around.