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IT LIVES AGAIN!

>>32980621

You find Vincent and three other armsmen waiting in the hangar he listed, standing next to a much less impressive but more inconspicuous transport than the Inquisitor's Lander.

"Get everything squared away with the Lady?" Vincent asks, crunching a Lho-stick beneath his boot as you near.

"Well enough," You answer. "I take it we're ready?"

"Been waiting on your, Mikkey boy," Vincent signals to his henchmen. "You already know Hassan. The funny looking one's Mervin, and the short one's Grover. Boys, meet Mikkey. He's lucky Thirteen."

Each man nods in turn and with that you board the transport. Grover, admittedly a small man on his years, climbs into the pilot seat while the rest of you secure yourselves in the passenger compartment. Vincent finds his place next to you, to your lack of surprise.

"So," He begins, attempting to sound casual as you take off. "Anything I should know about from earlier?"

>"I think I know one of the terrorists, if that counts."
>"We're dealing with professionals. Not just gangers."
>"Not really."
>Other?

>>32980815
>"We're dealing with professionals. Not just gangers."

>>32980815
>"We're dealing with professionals. Not just gangers."
>"I think I know one of the terrorists, if that counts."

In that order.

>>32980815
>>"I think I know one of the terrorists, if that counts."

>>32980815
>>"I think I know one of the terrorists, if that counts."
>>"We're dealing with professionals. Not just gangers."

>>32980815
>>"We're dealing with professionals. Not just gangers."

>>32980815
>"We're dealing with professionals. Not just gangers."

>>32980815

"We're dealing with professionals. Not just gangers," You tell him, then lower your voice. "I also think I know one of the terrorists, if that counts."

The look the Commander gives you kindly requests you give a bit more information than that.

"I don't know for sure," You admit. "But he's Cadian, and he fought beside my old unit in the past."

"Well, shit. How did they convince a Cadian to join them?"

"I think he's actually part of the leadership."

"Double shit!" Vincent mutters. "What's his name?"

"Major Owen Bishop, 302nd Shock Troopers."

"An officer? Even better. Still, it's better we know this now rather than later. You did good out there, kid."

>Talk/Ask about something else. (What?)
>Try and get some information on this 'job'.
>Enjoy the rest silence while it lasts.

>>32981051
>Try and get some information on this 'job'.

>>32981051
>>Try and get some information on this 'job'.

>>32981051
>Try and get some information on this 'job'.
Knowledge is power

>>32981051

"So what exactly have you roped me into?" You ask, not feeling particularly confident going in blind.

"Just a little business transaction," Vincent assures you. "It's all very illegal and dangerous. Nothing to worry about."

"That's... reassuring."

"Alright, it's like this, Mikkey: Sidonas is housing a LOT of guardsmen right now. Guys that have gone through more than they should have. We're going to help give'em something to keep their morale up."

"Narcotics."

"What? No! Well... that's not our main concern. Drinks, smokes, and other stuff you and I get to have whenever we want."

"So we're giving them stuff from the Antebellum?"

"Delmar would have my head if I tried that. No, we're doing some... local business, with some guys willing to cut a deal. We're going to go get the stuff and take it to a place where we've got people waiting. Once there, we'll give them the stuff and they'll reward us for our efforts. See? Nothing to it, and in the end everybody's happy."

>"If we're going this for guardsmen, we're not charging them."
>"Sounds like a plan."

>>32981397
>>"Sounds like a plan."

>>32981397
>"Sounds like a plan."

>>32981397
>"Sounds like a plan."

>>32981397
>"Sounds like a plan."
fun fact, hookers got their name during the American civil war. As did the "Sharp shooters" because they were shooting one of the most ,if not the most, accurate (at the time) rifle in existence.

>>32981397
>"If we're going this for guardsmen, we're not charging them."
I've got a feeling that the terrorists would gain some ground with those troops if we bilk them. Use that as an excuse to bolster their ranks. I've heard one or two tales of a guardsman who slaughtered his entire platoon as a sacrifice to chaos when the coffee ran out. They call him "Darvas the Half-Awake", doomed for an eternity of slurred words of blasphemy and nodding off amongst the horrors of chaos.

So let me get this straight

>Our brother is a heretical tau sympathizers
>We may have to blam him
>Said sympathizers recurited us?
>And now were about to get captured by the local commisariat

Sounds about right?

>>32981582
We are not cheating these people out of anything. At the very least we're giving them something in exchange for thrones that they can't really spend on anything in a warzone. I'm more worried that the terrorists already infiltrated this regiment and our cover gets blown.

>>32981741
No. Someone we knew is a sympathizer. Our brother is somewhere on this planet and we don't know anything else.

>>32981744
Honestly, I'm more interested in that little tangent then how altruistic we are.

>>32981397

"Sounds like a plan," You say. "Are we expecting trouble?"

"Eh... are you packing something?" Vincent asks.

"My pistol and a knife. You?"

"Something similar. Just be ready for trouble and we'll be fine."

As you feared, the transport delves well past the point of seeing sunlight and into the lower portions of the hive. Air traffic is still present, but nowhere near as much as farther above. You also stop seeing the occasional Arbite patrol.

You land in a hangar bay that only looks partially like a gust of wind could knock it down. Grover remains with the ship, but the rest of you disembark.

"Here," Vincent says, and tosses you a case from an overhanging cargo rack. "Hold onto that thing like your life depends on it."

"Why do I always have to carry these things?" You mutter, more to yourself than anyone else.

Even for a hab in the lower wards of a hive city, you soon come to regret the lack of armor as you walk the streets. The crowds are a mixture of shady and outright dangerous looking characters, but you stick close to your companions and they keep to their own business. Eventually Vincent stops in front of a bar, and without a word he enters.

Inside, the bar is loud and thick with the smell of cheap liquor and obscura. Various people, and you think you even spy a mutant, crowd the bar, but it's the pair of gangers in the back that Vincent approaches.

(Cont.)

>>32982263

"Evening, boys," He smiles. "How are you doing this fine day?"

"Better if you would show up on time," One of them growls. "Do you have the it?"

You show them the case, but as the second gangers goes to rise from their seat to inspect it Vincent steps in front of you.

"You show me yours, I show you mine," He says, still smiling.

The ganger glares at the Commander, but his friendly demeanor never fades. After a few seconds the man caves and they both stand.

"After you and your friends, old man," The younger ganger grins, signaling to a back door.

"Much obliged," Vincent nods, waving both you and Hassan to follow. You and the young armsman share a wary look before going after him.

Outside, you find yourself in an alleyway where a trio of addition gangers wait around the back of a cargo truck. It looks suspiciously like a PDF wheeled model, with the bed only covered with a flimsy canopy arching over it. On the bed rests several large metal crates, no doubt holding plenty of ill-gotten goods.

"Happy?" The older of the pair from before asks, impatient. "Now pay up."

"Ah, ah, ah," Vincent holds up a finger. "Hassan. Check'em."

The armsman holds up his hands, taking slow steps toward the truck. The gangers aren't too annoyed by this, so you take it that they're actually backing their part of the deal. Hassan hops up on the back and seems to struggle with the locking mechanism a moment before it pops open with a hiss.

After a bit of rummaging he turns back around and hops back down, giving the Commander a thumbs up and returns to his side.

"Good lads, all of you," Vincent nods. "Alright, Mikkey. Pay these gentleman."

Wearing your quiet but scary mask again, you approach the lead ganger and hand the case over. Then you begin slowly walking backwards.

>Roll a 1d20

Rolled 19

>>32982341
>roll

Rolled 2

>>32982341
By the power of our lord and savior the almighty Pocket Sand

Rolled 19

>>32982341
Fug >:DD

>>32982390
WOW
>>32982395
NOOOO
>>32982417
WOW

>>32982390
>>32982417
We are one scary ass motherfucker.

>>32982341

The ganger eyes you warily a moment before turning his full attention to the case, along with the rest of his companions. He levels it on an arm and pops open the lock-

-and his head and upper chest turn into a fine red mist, wounding another ganger and causing the rest to reel in surprise.

Silently cursing the Commander, your hellspistol comes into hand in a flash and you down the wounded ganger, and then another. Behind you, lasfire takes down both remaining men before they can fire back.

Chuckling like a madman, Vincent slaps you on the shoulder before running past for the drivers seat. Hassan, meanwhile, pauses a moment to grab something off a dead ganger.

>Hop straight in.
>Stop to acquire lootz. (Roll it)

>Passenger seat with Vincent.
>Truck bed with Hassan.

Rolled 19

>>32982639
>Stop to acquire lootz. (Roll it)
>Passenger seat with Vincent.

Vincent you crazy fuck

Rolled 19

>>32982639
>Stop to acquire lootz. (Roll it)
For the loot!
>Passenger seat with Vincent

>>32982678
>>32982685
The dice gods stand with us this day

>>32982639

Loot the corpses, then get in the back of the truck, we gunna get followed.

Rolled 5

Rollan for lootan

>>32982639

You pause next to the remains of the leader and see a pouch hanging at his side. Though it jingles nicely as you grab it, you also feel something else but don't have enough time to give it too much thought.

You shut the passenger door just as the truck roars to life and you shoot out of the alleyway and into the street. You feel the vehicle lift on your side as it turns, but the Commander straightens out and you slam back down.

"Vincent, you crazy fuck!" You can't help but laugh. "Next time, warn me before you hand me live ordinance!"

"Hey," Vincent snorts. "I warned you to keep a tight hold. And you did. So there's no problem."

"I wouldn't say that, boss," Hassan says, sticking his head through the open cab window behind you. "We've got a tail."

"Then deal with it," Vincent says, as if it's that simple.

From the pouch you grabbed you hear the crackle of a vox, but the words are muffled. Reaching inside, you pull the communicator free.

"-et on their asses, you idiots!" A voice snarls. "Fucking mercenaries..."

"Fucking gangers," Vincent answers, but you ensure it's only receiving. "You know the price they asked for this stuff? Triple what it's worth. You don't extort Guard, and you damn sure don't extort ME."

Behind you, the crack of a lasweapon is quickly answered by the chatter of a slug weapon.

>Keep listening in.
>Help out Hassan. (Roll it)

>>32982946
>>Keep listening in.
might as well see what they say

>>32982946
>Keep listening in.

Rolled 6

>>32982946

>Help out Hanssan

I told you we'd have a tail.

Rolled 18

>>32983032
Re-rolling because this one failed massively

Rolled 5

>>32982946
>>Help out Hassan. (Roll it)

Throwing in another vote.

>>32982946
>Keep listening in.
Might end up spilling something worth knowing

Rolled 16

>>32982946
>>Help out Hassan. (Roll it)

>>32982946

Knowing Hassan can handle things himself, you keep the vox transmitting. A number of voices argue before the original one manages to silence them.

"Enough bitching, all of you! We'll settle whose fault it was. Where are they now?"

"Down on Carnagi road, heading for the Dantan District."

"Well? What are you dumb asses waiting for? Cut them off on the overpass."

"Thank you, sir!" Vincent says, making a hard right.

Behind you, a number of heavy thumbs and some colorful language suggests Hassan wasn't expecting that.

"Quit driving like a woman!" He shouts.

"If you didn't shoot like one I wouldn't have to!" Vincent calls back.

Keeping a careful ear on the chatter, you manage to go past any roadblock or ambush they manage to set up, which isn't much to begin with. Eventually you hear from behind the screech of tires and the sound of metal crunching. Moments later, Hassan's head pops back through the window.

"We're clear," He reports. "No thanks to either of you."

>"We knew you had it handled."
>"Do you always need someone to handhold you?"

Rolled 11

>>32983354
>>"We knew you had it handled."
no need for snark, he did alright.

>>32983354
>"We knew you had it handled."

>>32983354
>>"We knew you had it handled."

>>32983354
>"We knew you had it handled."
We had faith in you Hassan.

>>32983354

"We knew you had it handled," You tell him.

Having not expected a positive response, the trooper merely grunts before vanishing once again.

The rest of the trip is, thankfully, uneventful. After a time of driving Vincent pauses in front of a warehouse and honks the horn three times. After a few seconds a loading entrance rises open and a pair of guardsmen in fatigues appear, waving you inside.

Driving inside, you find over a dozen troopers from various units waiting. All three of you dismount to the sound of applause and cheering, with Vincent landing on the floor and giving a dramatic bow.

"In the Emperor's name... get shitfaced!" He announces, all theatrics.

You and Hassan remain with Vincent as the guardsmen go about unloading the cargo. The Commander greets a woman with the pins of a Lieutenant and the colors of the 84th Omnicron Rangers.

"Any trouble?" She asks, pointedly looking over the bullet holes in the side.

"Nothing to worry yourself about, ma'am," Vincent smiles. "Just glad to help."

"Uh huh," She says, utterly convinced. "Your payment's in the car. You didn't see us, and we didn't see you."

"Pleasure doing business with you," Vincent says, and as she walks off turns to you and Hassan. "Merv and Grover are keeping the transport nice and tidy for us, but I doubt they'd be too crossed with us if we decided to mingle a bit."

As he says the last part, his eye is rather firmly on the Omnicronian.

>Best head back before you run into even more trouble.
>Mingling wouldn't hurt. It'd give you a chance to look into... things.

>>32983892
>Best head back before you run into even more trouble.

Just leave Vincent here, he can gather info better than us he set this up anyways

>>32983892
>>Mingling wouldn't hurt. It'd give you a chance to look into... things.
We can hang about for awhile

>>32983892
>>Mingling wouldn't hurt. It'd give you a chance to look into... things.

>>32983892
>Mingling wouldn't hurt. It'd give you a chance to look into... things.

>>32983892
>Best head back before you run into even more trouble.

>>32983892
>>Best head back before you run into even more trouble.

>>32983892

"Why the hell not?" You shrug.

"That's a good lad!" Vincent says. "Have fun, but not too much fun. We'll be needed by the Lady soon enough."

"I'll go count the money," Hassan sighs. "Try not to start a gunfight, or any kind of fight. Either of you."

There's a fair number of soldiers in here, leaving you plenty of options of find out about the sympathizers... or your brother. Then again, this warehouse design looks somewhat similar, and you're back in the lower hive. Maybe you're close to the one you were dragged into?

>Just relax. Or try, at least.
>See if anyone knows anything about the Sympathizers.
>See if anyone knows anything about your brother.
>Investigate the surrounding area for clues. (Try to convince Hassan to tag along?)

>>32984150
>See if anyone knows anything about the Sympathizers.
>See if anyone knows anything about your brother.

>>32984150
>>Investigate the surrounding area for clues. (Try to convince Hassan to tag along?)
Let's see if Hassan wants to come with

>>32984242
Here changing to
>Investigate the surrounding area for clues. (Try to convince Hassan to tag along?)

Knowing Hassan the unlucky sod that he is he's going to get dragged right into this. At least well have some more backup

>>32984150
>Investigate the surrounding area for clues. (Try to convince Hassan to tag along?)
>Other Investigate pouch we looted

>>32984150

Not too keen on partying or watching Vincent try and hit on someone, you make your way over to the car apparently meant for you and the others. Hassan is standing behind it, leaned into the open trunk and counting a respectable number of thrones.

"How much are we looking at?" You ask.

"Enough to make this worth it," He replies. "What did the boss do now?"

"Nothing... I think. I was actually wondering if you would help me with something."

He pauses in his counting and looks for you to continue.

"I think we're close to the place where I met the sympathizers at. I want to check it out, and was looking for someone to watch my back."

Sighing, the armsman seems to give this some serious thought before shutting the trunk.

"I'm going to regret this, aren't I?" He asks.

"Probably. But thanks."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."

Finding a side door to leave through, you find the streets fairly deserted. The lights lining them are only half working at best, casting a less than desirable shadow over most things.

"Alright," Hassan says, looking down either ends of the street. "You've got me out here. Now what?"

>Roll for bloodhound, with a bonus of +3

Rolled 1 + 3

>>32984505

Rolled 19 + 3

>>32984505
Go Go Gadget Sniffer

Rolled 12 + 3

>>32984505

>>32984542
well fuck

Rolled 13 + 3

>>32984611
It's Karmic balance. I rolled the 20 that saved Shadow Quest under Wrenloft's name, and I've been paying buck the luck for a week already. Totally worth the pain though.

>>32984542
To bad we didn't see all those 'nids following us.

>>32984542
>>32984548
>>32984568
Why??????

>>32984629
>I rolled the 20 that saved Shadow Quest under Wrenloft's name,
What?
>Under Wrenloft's Name
What?

>>32984796
See, a lot of questers have noticed a curious phenomenon about the name Wrenloft. PPQ players and PGQ players have used the strange temporal anomalies that are created every time someone using name the Wrenloft to roll dice to get Nat 20's right when they needed them in the past. I used it to get a Nat 20 on a saving roll for a Nat 1 out of a D100 in SQ. The formula appears to be: lots of dramatic tension + Potentially horrific Consequences + roll with ONLY the name Wrenloft and link to the post = Nat 20.

>>32984911
Pretty sure the phenomenon that is know as Wrenloft originated in VMQ

>>32984505

You set out, trying to figure out what each warehouse might hold or possibly find the Inkquisition. Hassan follows along dutifully, refraining from too many complaints.

You're a ways from Vincent and the others, on what you think is a familiar trail, when you hear something behind you.

Turning you find a pair of ragged looking men, each of them aiming ballistic pistols at you and Hassan. Their firearms shake violently in their hands, and it's not too difficult to spot an addict as bad as these two.

"W-we want your money, not your lives," The gunman says. "Hand it over and we'll let you go."

"Son of a..." Hassan mutters.

They're only standing a few feet away, and neither one seems too combat ready. The main problem is that you're lacking any armor whatsoever and your weapons are firmly put away.

>Try and disarm them. (Roll)
>Try and talk them down. (What do you say?)
>Hand over the money you have on you. (-127 Thrones)

>>32985060
Disarm

Rolled 17

>>32985060
Can't we just kill them?

We have guns for exactly this reason...

Rolled 10

>Try and disarm them. (Roll)
Rolling for the stabbing

>>32985060
>Try and disarm them. (Roll)

>>32984945
this is correct.

>>32985169
>>32985060
whoops space.

Rolled 9

>>32985060
disarm

>>32985060
>>Hand over the money you have on you. (-127 Thrones)
Its pocket change compared to what we are about to get.

Rolled 20

>>32985060
>>Try and disarm them. (Roll)

Rolled 3

>>32985197
In the email field

>>32985299
I gave up, I clearly need sleep.

Rolled 1

>>32985060
>Try and talk them down. (What do you say?)
Let's not turn this mugging into a rape and murder case

>>32985407
uh with a roll like that yes lets

Sorry about not making the extra option, gents. Looks like action voted higher than words.

Do we perform lethal or nonlethal take-down?

>>32985593
Non lethal no worth killing these guys

>>32985593
Non lethal
See if we can't get info outa em.

>>32985593
non-lethal but make sure to loot them after

>>32985638
>>32985644
I don't think a pair of hive junkies are a good source of reliable info or valuable loot.

>>32985593
Non-Lethal
>>32985638
This, they probably see alot.

>>32985060

You hold out your open hands, careful not to make any sudden movements.

"Alright," You say. "No need to do anything crazy. We'll give you what you want."

Both men look at one another, then back at you.

"Out with it, then," One of them orders.

Digging into a pocket, you retrieve several high-note thrones and hold it out to them. Hesitantly, one of them steps forward to take it.

As soon as he touches it, your other hand surges forward in a punch that connects hard. As he falls backwards, clutching at his face, you sidestep and narrowly miss the shot the second man pulls off. However, Hassan is on him a moment later, kneeing him in the stomach and pinning him face-first to the ground.

Shaking your head, you pocket your money.

"Remind me to never go anywhere else with you," Hassan says.

>Question them. (About what?)
>Let them go, minus the weapons.

>>32985709
Take any pocket change they have on them.

>>32985709
>>Question them. (About what?)
See anything odd or not normal go on around the warehouses? And no I don't care that you saw the Emperor surfing when you were high.

>>32985709
>Let them go, minus the weapons.
Let's just get back to what we're doing.

>>32985593
Non lethal than we tell them to go home and become family mans

>>32985784
This

>>32985709

You crouch down next to the one you sucker punched, still clutching as his bloodied nose. He shies away from you at first, but calms when he sees you're not going to hit him again.

"See anything odd or not normal go on around the warehouses?" You ask.

"Well, there was this one thime I saw the Emperor surfing on a-"

"Anything ELSE?"

He scratches his head.

"Well... I might have. What's it worth to you?"

>Intimidate him into answering.
>Give the idiot a few thrones. (How many?)

>>32985784
Second

>>32985896
>>Intimidate him into answering.
>>Give the idiot a few thrones. (How many?)
About 20 should do

>>32985896
>Intimidate him into answering
Continue das Glaring

Rolled 10

>>32985896
Beat him until he talks...

If that doesn't work, move onto his buddy.

>>32985896
"That depends, how much do you value your ability to walk?"
>press hellpistol against kneecap.

Rolled 18

Can Cadian being chav?
>OI SWEAR ON ME MUM MATE

>>32985784
Is that reference to what what I think it is? If so you are awesome.

>>32986090
U FAKIN WOT MATE? I'LL FOOKIN SMASH YA, I SWEAR ON ME MAA.

>>32986122
You're damn right it is! Finally read it back in April, can't believe I didn't pick it up when it was going on or had read it till then.

>>32985896

Glaring at the man, you withdraw your hellpistol from its hiding place and press it against the man's kneecap.

"That depends," You growl. "How much do you value your ability to walk?"

The addict's eyes widen several sizes at this, and he begins sputtering nonsense until he finally seems to catch himself.

"I... I may have seen some... some guys."

"What kind of guys?"

"Mean looking ones. Not gangers. Scarier."

You and Hassan share a look before returning to glaring.

"Keep going," You suggest, weapon still in place.

"They come around a lot. Sometimes late, sometimes early. Me... me and Jaek live nearby, so we kept noticin'em."

"Describe."

"It's different ones, most times... except these two. A dark man with funny hair and words, and a soldier, I think. He's mean, whenever we tried to ask'em for help."

>What else do you ask?

>>32986189
What were they doing?

>>32986189
Were do you normal see them and on what dates

>>32986189
Ask him what building these guys use.

>>32986180
You are awesome, I've been thinking of going back and reading it again. I miss him...

>>32986189

>>32986232
>>32986235
>>32986231
These.

>>32986189

"What were they doing?" You ask. "How often do you seem them? The times?"

"H-hey, man, lemme think!" He winces despite you not moving, head swinging back and forth as if he's having trouble keeping his balance. "...Maybe those two live around here? I dunno, man. They visit the pubs and other places a lot, but the others only visit the warehouse."

>Get directions and send them on their way.
>"Take me there."

>>32986267
Uh, what's he referencing? I apologize for my lack of book knowledge.
>>32986189
What were they doing and where did they go?

>>32986397
Take me there and i will pay you if you keep your mouth shut about this meeting

>>32986400
Heretical Love Quest, ran by Papa-N.
>>32986397
>"Take me there."

>>32986397
>"Take me there."
>>32986451
Thank you.

>>32986397
Take me there.
>>32986400
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=%20Heretical%20Love

>>32986451
(Now THERE'S a quest that brings back memories.)

>>32986397

"Take me there and we'll talk about paying you," You tell him, offering a hand.

Hesitantly he takes it, and with Hassan keeping his own weapon in hand you keep the two addicts in front of you.

They walk in resigned silence, though you're ready for one or both of them to bolt at the chance. However, after a few minutes of walking they both stop at a corner and point to a warehouse seemingly like ever other down the street.

"That's the one," He says. "Dunno if anyone's home."

>"Tell anyone we were here and I'll be back."
>"Thank you." (Pay them? If so, how much?)

>>32986580
>>"Thank you." (Pay them? If so, how much?)
50 each and tell them to keep their mouths shut.

>>32986580
>"Thank you." (Pay them... 20 thrones?)
I have no idea how much that's worth.

>>32986580
>>"Thank you." (Pay them? If so, how much?)
Not sure the value on thrones but I guess 50 each or all together or something is fine. We really don't need money.

>>32986670
>>32986625
Guys we only have 127 thrones on us.

>>32986702
We get free room and board, equipment, and can ask for just about what ever we want. We also haven't gotten our first paycheck yet.

>>32986580
Give them 30 crowns.

>>32986751
Of course I mean thrones. All fantasy currency sound the same.

>>32986580

You've never really had much need for money and you don't see that changing soon. Your meals are free and you're not one for extravagance. With that in mind, you bring out a hefty sum of one hundred thrones and split it between each.

Both men openly gawk at the amount of money now in their possession, but you snap your fingers to get their attention.

"This goes to food and LEGAL drugs when they're needed. We were also never here. Got me?"

"Y-yeah, man! Of course!" He answers, and with that both of them scamper off.

"You're karma must be something else," Hassan muses.

"You don't know the half of it, buddy," You chuckle.

The warehouse stands before you, not looking anymore different than the others. You don't see or hear anything to hint at activity within, but you're gut still suggests caution.

>Try the front door.
>See if you can find a back entrance.
>Attempt to scale the side and enter through a window. (Roll.)
>Other?

>>32986821
>See if you can find a back entrance.

>>32986821
>See if you can find a back entrance.
We raiding this, or just scoping the place out?

>>32986821
>>See if you can find a back entrance.
Can we make a sexual innuendo while we do it?

>>32986821

"Let's see if we can slip into the back," You suggest.

"Please never say that again," Hassan groans.

No one else seems to be around, but you decide to play it safe anyways. A brief search shows a backdoor with a flickering light above it, with no obvious signs of recent use.

>"Can you pick a lock, Hassan?"
>Try and pick it yourself. (Roll)
>Bust the door down. (Roll with a +3 for das leg)
>Find another way. (What?)

>>32987111
1d20?

Rolled 8

>>32987111
>Try and pick it yourself. (Roll)

>>32987111
>"Can you pick a lock, Hassan?"
And as he's doing so, look for a window so we can survey the area.

Rolled 1

>>32987111
>>Bust the door down. (Roll with a +3 for das leg)
careful not to dent it.

>>32987111
>>32987161
+1

>>32987111
>"Can you pick a lock, Hassan?"

>>32987198
i got a 20 and a 1 in the same thread... What are the odds?

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>>32987198
Well, how much is best girl gonna charge us this time?

Rolled 9

>>32987111
>>Try and pick it yourself. (Roll)

>>32987111
>"Can you pick a lock, Hassan?"

>>32987111

"Can you pick a lock, Hassan?" You ask.

"Given enough time? Maybe," He answers. "Want me to try?"

"If you would be so kind."

With a shrug the armsman approaches the door and pulls out a small kit you don't recognize. With only a few muffled complaints he goes about working on the lock.

>Watch his back.
>Try and climb and find a window to see inside. (Roll for spoderman)

>>32987289
>>Watch his back.
Ain't nobody gon fuck wit us

>>32987289
>Watch his back.

>>32987289
>Watch his back.
Adopt a top glare

>>32987289

You keep your eyes open for anymore trouble, pistol ready this time. Thankfully, the minutes only tick by the sound of tinkering metal and a complaining armsman.

Soon you hear a click and the creak of a door opening.

"Very nice," You offer.

"You first," Hassan waves, sidearm also ready.

>"No, please, I insist."
>"What's the worst that could happen?"

>Go in armed.
>Go in unarmed.

>>32987400
>"Alright"
>Go in armed.

We are not saying that.

>>32987400
>>32987419
heh yeah I'm with you.

>>32987400
>"What's the worst that could happen?"
>Go in armed

>>32987400
>"What's the worst that could happen?"
>Go in armed.

>>32987400
Tie-breaker! We're not fucking saying that.

>Go in armed.

>>32987400

Part of you wants to chance it, but you keep from voicing your first answer.

"Alright," Is all you say, and with that you enter.

The lights are all dead, but Hassan retrieves a flashlight from his person and offers some help. It's just like you remember it, though perhaps some of the crates may have been moved around.

"Is this it?" Hassan asks, too loudly for your tastes.

"Yeah," You reply in a softer tone. "This is it."

"Alright. Now what?"

To answer, something causes a loud thud nearby.

>Investigate.
>"...hello?"
>Tactical retreat very fast.

>>32987637
>Investigate.

Rolled 3

>>32987637
>Investigate

Rolling because I feel we might be screwed

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>>32987715
Why would you ever add a roll to a non-roll vote?

>>32987637
>Investigate.

>>32987637
>Investigate.
>>32987715
Because hes an agent of chaos.

(Sorry about that, gents. Family came knocking.)

>>32987637

You turn to face the direction of the noise, pistol raise. Taking the lead, you move past a number of crates. You finally come across one that was open, it's lid hanging open.

"What the...?" Hassan mutters.

>Roll it.

Rolled 11

>>32988611
Puppies? Kittens?

Rolled 15

>>32988611
Shits gonna steal our pants isn't it.

Rolled 5

>>32988611
OH GOD ITS A 'NID

Rolled 5

>>32988611
naked woman

>>32988611

You stay still and listen, the hairs on the back of your neck rising. You know it's coming. The skittering of chitin and claws. Coming to tear you to bloody pieces while your friends scream for you to help th-

Beeping.

You hear beeping.

At first you think explosive, but then you spy a trio of blue lights in the darkness. Hassan sees it a moment later and brings the light to face it. You suppose you shouldn't be too surprised, but you still are all the same.

The Tau Drone hovers in the air, eyes moving as they zoom in and out, watching the two of you. It gives a chirp in greeting.

Then takes off toward the rear exit.

>"SHOOT IT!" (Roll)
>"GRAB IT!" (Roll)

Rolled 8

>>32988882
>"GRAB IT!" (Roll)
Get to it.

Rolled 8

>>32988882
>"GRAB IT!" (Roll)

Rolled 11

>>32988882
>>"GRAB IT!" (Roll)
For the Mechadendrites!

>>32988927
>>32988944
>>32988960
I don't think we'll be getting to it.

>>32988882

You lunge at the drone, but it deftly avoids your arms and Hassan's as he tries the same.

"Shit, shit, shit!" Hassan says as you both scramble back out the door.

However, by the time you get out the thing's already long gone.

"This isn't good, is it?" The armsman asks warily.

"Not at all," You answer in an equally tired tone.

>"No one knows about this. Alright?"
>Contact the Inquisitor now.
>"Let's go collect Vincent and get on back to the ship."

>>32989190
>"Let's go collect Vincent and get on back to the ship."

>>32989190
>"Let's go collect Vincent and get on back to the ship."

Anybody want to torch the place?
>Implying that would make things better

>>32989190
>Contact the Inquisitor now.

>>32989190
>Contact the Inquisitor now.
>"Let's go collect Vincent and get on back to the ship."
Both, the Inquisitor needs to know and we have to GTFO.

>>32989190
>Contact the Inquisitor now.
>"Let's go collect Vincent and get on back to the ship."
Shit our luck finally caught up to us...
>>32989315
Sure, we can just blame it on the drunk Guardmen.

>>32989190
>>Contact the Inquisitor now.

>>32989190
>Contact the Inquisitor now.
>"Let's go collect Vincent and get on back to the ship."

>>32989190

"Let's go collect Vincent and get back to the ship," You suggest.

"Yeah..."

You both make your way back, but as you do you key your vox and contact the Inquisitor. To your dismay, it only rings once before she answers.

"What did he do now?" She sighs.

>What do you say?

>>32989558
Good news and bad news. The good news Vincent didn't do it. The bad news...

>>32989558
Explain we found a Tau drone in a warehouse and it escaped before we could nab or shoot it.

>>32989558
Found a tau combat drone that most likely have taken a image of my face while we were sneaking into a bar or something and it got away so sneaking with the rebels might not work out so well

>>32989558

"Good news and bad news," You tell her. "Good news is Vincent didn't do it. The bad news..."

"...you did it."

"Yes, ma'am."

A sigh.

"What's the damage? You're not calling me from a courthouse, are you?"

"No. I decided to track down the warehouse the sympathizers took me to and see if I could find something."

"Don't leave me in suspense, Lieutenant."

"We found a Tau drone inside, and it escaped before we could stop it. Fairly sure it recorded the whole thing."

"We?"

Hassan rapidly waves his hands back and forth.

>"Hassan came along to watch my back."
>"This one's on me and me alone, ma'am."

>>32990308
>>"This one's on me and me alone, ma'am."

>>32990308
>"This one's on me and me alone, ma'am."
We are a bro.

>>32990308

>"This one's on me and me alone, ma'am."

Is there an Eldar waifu available?

>"This one's on me and me alone, ma'am."

Rolled 10

>>32990446
Think about the coldest, most distant person in your life. Doesn't matter if they're male or female. Remember all the times they've put you down, made snarky remarks, or commented on your moments of weakness; how they've constantly completely failed to empathize with you as a person or even recognize you as a human being. Now multiply all of that by twenty, give them the ability to tell the feature, a savior-victim complex, and stupidly accurate hearing. Now you've got an elder Waifu. Enjoy.

>>32990572
joke's on you, i'm a hardcore masochist

>>32990736
Mother god....

>{Masochist Economics Intensifies}

>>32990308

"This one's on me and me alone, ma'am," You answer, and Hassan looks more than a little relieved.

"How very noble," She deadpans. "Get back here, please."

With that she cuts the line and you wince. Suddenly, returning to the Antebellum seems less welcoming.

Eventually the same warehouse as before comes into view and you pause before entering.

"Thanks," Hassan offers. "At least you're her Thirteen. I don't want to know what she might do to me."

>"You owe me."
>"We grunts have to stick together."
>"Don't mention it. To the others."

>>32990840
>"Don't mention it. To the others."
>"We grunts have to stick together."
There are things best left unspoken.

>>32990840
>"We grunts have to stick together."
>"Don't mention it. To the others."

>>32990840

"We grunts have to stick together," You shrug. "And... don't mention it. To the others, I mean."

"No worries man," Hassan nods, smiling. "You were just trying to do your job. Nobody can fault you for that."

Or so you hope.

_______________

Sorry, folks, but I have to hospital tomorrow to check on granddad (stubborn fool nearly killed himself installing an AC) so I must end it here.

As always, now would be the time for closing remarks/questions/whatevers.

>>32991736
> (stubborn fool nearly killed himself installing an AC)
U wot Boss?
Krump da Git

Ahem anyways thanks for the thread Eli

>>32991736
Great thread, thank you for running.

Rolled 43

>>32991736
This was fun. When do you think you'll be able to do it again? I hate having to jump in in the middle

>>32991880

Tomorrow will probably be no good, so I'll have to put a maybe on Thursday. Though, as always, my schedule is not mine to control.

>>32991949
Understandable. Around the same time?

>>32991949

I usually give the alert on twitter around oneish my time and start at two, so yeah. If I can't keep a decent schedule I can at least have a constant kick-off time.

>>32992260
Great, the time is what I think is really important. What's your twitter?

>>32992345
In the opening post up >>32980621 here.

Thanks for playing gents. Goodnight/morning.

>>32992392
Thanks for running.