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[Fallen Angels95]

Grabs Marcus and bears him over shoulders "Im NOT leaving you-your still a good shot? cover my back...literally." attaches Marcus using plasteel cables. "lets get out of here! Squad Horun. With me!" kicks down side door and sprints down the corridor utterly annihlating any indidividual unlucky enough to pass me in the enclosed space

[Lord Ariok]

"what are you doing we have to defend the melta charge these fools may get lucky and disarm it" Marcus shoots his bolt pistol into the crowd of zealots "brother take us back i have to defend the char...." with another stumble Marcus was cut off from speech and released grip on his bolt pistol

[Fallen Angels95]

"Theres NO time! remote det...Icarus fire at the charges!"

[Doomdrinker1]

I bring my lascannon up to my shoulder "I hope you realise we will be lucky to survive the explosion" I get a bead on the melta bomb "Brothers get down!" I yell then I take the shot. The ensueing explosion kills every zealot in the vaccinity. The force throughs me against the wall and then the legion channel comes back to life with the death of the void shield with reports of reinforcements inbound this is the last thing I hear before blackness surrounds me as the toll of the battle finaly catches up with me.

[Brother Agatone]

Wolfus receives a jarring impact that would have killed a lesser man. Flying through the air, the space marine slams through a plascrete wall, losing is made in the process. Picking his way up he dispatches two wounded cultists with his bolter before removing his power mace. "Squad regroup on me," he orders. Suddenly dozens of drop pods slam down nearby.

[Fallen Angels95]

"Who gives a feth? our entire lives are forfit in the name of the Blessed Emperor. This was classed as a suicide misson after all"

[Prosperan Son]

"Shut up." Jerzo says to the Sergeant, disgusted by his words and how willing he was to dismiss their lives. Pushing past him, he takes Marcus and carries him to the rallying point where the squad is to gather." Icarus, follow behind. We finally have a moment's reprieve to fully examine your wounds as well."

As the squad moves to gather, stormbirds carrying the next wave as well as more heavy armor accompanied the drop pods, the next wave having the oppurtunity to advance now that the shields and guns were down.

[Brother Veranon]

As I land down and step outside the drop pod, I see the landing zone is littered with the dead and wounded. Thunder hawks flying to get the wounded to safety and away from the carnage that I've missed out on. Walking towards a fellow space marine, I ask him where I can find the Sgt. Of squad Horun. He points to an apothecary whom is tending to a wounded battle brother. " Thanks brother, glory to the emporer" and walk towards the apothecary, heavy bolter in hand.

[Fallen Angels95]

I Walk over to the new marine "Welcome to squad Horun. I am Horun, squad sergent. I am glad you are here, we only lost four marines during the main battle but that was four too many" offers my hand in a friendly manner. looks over at the apothocary. "This is Jerzo, our apothocary, over there is Icarus, our sniper, Marcus is wel...a kill it if it moves kinda guy and then there's Wolfus...he's well Wolfus and I'm well... sure you'll find out soon enough" I move away from the marine and approach Jerzo "You do know this was classed as a sucicde mission, and you do know that we are who we are thanks to our benefocant Emperor and we owe him our duty and our lives. Now after you have patched up Marcus please have a look at Icarus, he seems to of taken the worst from the blast. Now i'll have no more of this said. We can't have brothers turning against eachother, metaphorically speaking of course. It wouldn't happen in ten thousand years." I smile "Ha, Imagine that, a war of space marines..now that would be a battle. but fortunatly we are too closely knit to fall in any way and turn on one another..let us hope our squad does not turn out like that"

[Lord Ariok]

"Apothacary leave my wounds and see to the rest of the squad i will live and the legion is here we can't let the others take our prize". Marcus coughs up blood and tries to rise dismissing his brothrs aid with a gentle wave "don't worry yourself i will get aid from the ship when the day is done"he then give the fist of unity across his chest when seeing the new squad member. Marcus thought to himself but began shouting without reilising it "we lost four astartes, four of our brothers in this damned place i will not let these wounds put me down when our brothers, our friends need avenging

[Brother Veranon]

I look at Horun's hand and just nod at him instead, trying not to get close. Remebering the lose of my brothers before this. "So Horun, can you bring me up to speed on the resistance and battle debrief of the situation?" I ask him. We arrive at the spot where the apothecary is tending to the wounds of the warrior battle brother. He looks in a bad condition. Ill make a mental note to check on him later. Before Horun can answer, I move on to the downed warrior. " Brother your wounds shall bring honor to your name. Let me know if you need anything" nooding my head in respect.

[Lord Ariok]

Marcus paused for a moment his helms grizly features the only emotion anyone could see "i thank you brother for your kind words but as i see it honor is only valid when two follow its codes" Marcus then stood up and continued "i don't think my wounds are fatal but we will find out when we kill this zealot leader and i fall dead without taking a hit eh" a rasp came from the damaged vox grill imitating laughter Marcus the gives a respective hand on the new members shoulder guard "as it was siad i am Marcus what may i ask is yours?"

[Brother Veranon]

"That is good brother, I'm glad you will be able to stay and finish the fight." I reply to him meeting his gaze, or where it would be under the helmet. I notice the hand on my pauldron: " I am Calgarius, it's nice to meet you brother Marcus." Stating my answer and returing the pat on the shoulder.

[Lord Ariok]

"The plesure is mine brother" Marcus replies. "Right if were done with formalaties i would like to give the zealot leaders head a leave of his neck not to mention the other legionaries we have to contend with now" another raspy chuckle came from the vox agian and Marcs walked off giving a respectful head bow as he went to check his gear and prepared to leave

[Brother Veranon]

I little chuckled rumbled threw my body at the resileance of marcus. Feeling the weight of my heavy bolter, I find a suitable spot to sit down and wait to meet and destroying the enimes with my new sqaud. I see some people that look like that have the markings of squad Horun. " Hail brothers." I say across the landing zone, but all I see is grim darkness in the eyes.

[Prosperan Son]

[/i]idiot. was the word Jerzo used to describe the Sergeant in his mind. He turned away from the marine, no longer commenting as there would be no point in arguing with him. The apothecary patted Marcus on the shoulder, giving him a nod to let him know he could go before moving towards the new recruit." Welcome to the squad. Just do me a favor and don't let the need for glory get to your head. It's caused enough wounds to my patients already." Jerzo greeted, nodding his head towards Marcus and Icarus. using the former as a prime example.

[Brother Veranon]

"i dont play on becoming a glory hound apothecary' i reply with the coldness given to me. " i take your jerzo?" i ask him, trying to spark conversation with the grim figure before me.

[Brother Agatone]

Wolfus approaches his tactical squads, data slate in hand. "Well it seems Captain Hadon was impressed with our destruction of the generators. "We have been tasked with assualting the palace along with ten other companies. The rest are securing the rest of the city and the subcities around the capital," says Wolfus. Noticing the new recruit, "Ahh, you must be Calgarius. I had you transferred out of the auxiliaries a week ago. How convenient you arrive now. Anyways, Sergeant Horun ready your squad were moving out shortly," he says. Walking back to the command tent, Wolfus is stopped by Captain Ferren of the thirteenth company tactical squads. "Heard you got pretty beat up down here. You can step aside now we'll take the reins," he says. Hearing the insult brings frustration to Wolfus, but he does not rise to the bait. "If I recall, you wouldn't be down here if my men hadn't destroyed those generators," Wolfus replies. "We shall see who is more glorious by the end. First one to the throne room shall we say. Loser supplies first round," he says. "First one to the palace then. I look forward to what we get tonight. None of that backwater swill last time." The clasp wrists and the depart their seperate ways.

[Fallen Angels95]

"Right men, form up. We are on the move once again. This time it seems there is a little friendly competition with captain Ferren's thirteenth company. Lets make sure we reach that throne room first. Now sharpen your blades, polish your bolters. Let all those who stand before us know that we are the Emperor's finest warriors and that we know NO fear!" I bang my gauntlet across my chest as was our squad greeting. "Marcus, a word" I move away from the squad so that the apothocary cannot hear what I have to say and judge me once more.

[Lord Ariok]

Marcus move with his sergant and meets his gaze "what do you need brother? And can it be fast i want to win that competition ageinst the thirteenth" laughter came from the damaged vox gril but it was distorted and corrupted