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[Gerhart]

++Vox to all Brothers++

'We are tools of the Emperors Will Brothers, ready your minds. Let doubt recede from your minds. We have a mission to complete, trust in this task given to us. If it was not important to the Imperium we would not be here. Let no one question our loyalty, the time for questions can come. For now we will destroy anything that stands between us and our goal.'

[Talon Lord Othrim]

" For the Emperor!! " he roars

[Apulo]

"For the Omnissiah, Emperor, and Dorn, I go forth into battle"

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Sorry I disappeared last night guys, I had a pretty nasty fever and had to go to bed. I'm feeling somewhat better but that infection is still sticking around.

[Domine Nox]

With their preparations made Thrax takes control of the Thunderhawk, his connection with the machine spirit allowing him to bring the craft up and begin the slow flight down the hanger towards the void. Upon exiting the ship the viewscreen is filled with the iridescent myriad colors of the nebula swirling and churning in a ballet of hues and lights. Thrax feels the controls begin to get sluggish, but is able to maintain control with Mavin acting as copilot. Accounting for the slower response times the craft glides forward through the void of scintillating color.

As the Kill-team nears the derelict craft they can see just how extensive the damage is, holes have been blasted that allow sight past warped and broken sheets of metal and stanchions through multiple decks. The plating of the hull is charred and scorched in many places marring its once grand nature. Due to the damage any insignia is completely obscured or unrecognizable lending no new answers as to the origin of the mysterious vessel. Piloting in on the original course established Thrax locates the starboard hanger bay and begins his approach.

The bay doors to the hanger are bent and twisted allowing enough space for the Thunderhawk to enter, though just barely. Focusing intently on his task Thrax manages to guide the Thunderhawk through the narrow entry, aided by Mavin, fighting against the increasingly sluggish craft.

Upon entering the hanger the view changes dramatically from the lights and colors of the nebula. The drab metal grey of the hanger bay is punctuated at intervals by sprays of arterial red. Bodies are strewn about lying in pools of blood and viscera, most of them unrecognizable as more than a bloody mess upon deck. Nothing moves amidst the abattoir that was once a hanger.

[Gerhart]

Thadios departs scanning the hanger with his bolter. A sneer on his lips, 'Brother Magron, can you tell anything from the bodies? Wide dispersal Brothers be alert, Brother Thrax, any auspex readings?'

Thadios stands at the ready for any threats.

[Yapay38]

Magron departed the craft and knelt before on of the bodies. After removing his Lighting Claws he set to work on the mangled corpse. Peeling back layers of tissue in hopes of finding out what sort of creature or human this could be and how it had died.

[Apulo]

Thrax disembarks slowly, his bolter at the ready.

"Follow close, I do not like this at all." he says to his Combat Servitor.

He checks his Auspex and reports "Auspex readings are sketchy Brothers. I'm getting quite a lot of interference from an unknown source."

[Zero]

Varian exits the Thunderhawk and scans the room for hostiles.

[Apulo]

Thrax approaches his servitor "Keep overwatch on the Thunderhawk, I'll not have our ticket home damaged."

He then begins to search for an active computer terminal.

[Talon Lord Othrim]

Ivanov activates his wards and draws a long deep breath.

"Into to void go the innocent to feed the demons with their souls."

Releasing the harness he makes his way to the thunderhawks doors and takes in the view.

"Such distruction! so many lives lost."

He draws upon the fluctuations of the warp allowing the miasma of it's tendrils to expand from his consciousness and gently touch those about him. Once he locates his bretherin he sends the tendrils out beyond them to delicately probe for any other minds still active.

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Sence Presance

[Talon Lord Othrim]

Ivanov activates his wards and draws a long deep breath.

"Into to void go the innocent to feed the demons with their souls."

Releasing the harness he makes his way to the thunderhawks doors and takes in the view.

"Such distruction! so many lives lost."

He draws upon the fluctuations of the warp allowing the miasma of it's tendrils to expand from his consciousness and gently touch those about him. Once he locates his bretherin he sends the tendrils out beyond them to delicately probe for any other minds still active.

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Sence Presance

"Brothers we are not alone on this vessel. I cannot pinpoint location but I sense another mind."

Readies his force blade.

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off for a few hours

[Yapay38]

Magron stands up and after voxing to Thadios. Moves over to another body and again performs surgery. This time paying closer attention to the wounds inflicted on the body.

[Gerhart]

'We will move when Magron is finished. Varian on point, me, Thrax, Magron, and Ivanov. Thrax try to get that damn auspex working. Flynn stay in the ship, only contact in emergency. I'm sure you can all see them but be wary of pitfalls.' Thadios says motioning to the floor.

'We will make for the engine room, see if we can get some systems online. Then the bridge. Any questions, or suggestions?'

[Apulo]

"I may have located a computer console Brothers, I shall see what I can do with it."

Thrax heads to a pile of bodies and being as respectful and gentle as possible, tries to fish the console out from beneath the gore.

[Yapay38]

Magron again stands up and voxs to everyone. "Brothers. I have reason to believe that Orks or possible Chaos could have been or still be aboard this vessel. These wounds were created by bladed weapons, but nothing manufactured." Placing a hand on his chin to think. "My best guess is Cultists. But with little to no atmosphere I'm not sure how they'd survive."

[Talon Lord Othrim]

"Bladed Weapons but nothing manufactured? would they not then be natural by design? Talons, Claws for example? That would change the events here entirely!"

[Yapay38]

"I was limited in my find. But you make a good point. I was meaning nothing like a chainsword or the like." Magron paused to consider. "We could also be dealing with tyranids. I have never encountered them before so I would not know what kind of wounds to look for." He started to pace back and forth. "The instrument used to kill these people were crude or primitive."

[Apulo]

"I'm afraid this console cannot help us Brothers. I agree with Brother Thadios, we should make haste to the engine room to see what systems I can get back online."

Thrax utters a short prayer to the Machine God before gently laying the console back on the deck.

[Gerhart]

'Focus brothers, cut the chatter we will be ready for anything as always. If its here it can be killed.' Thadios says with utter confidence.

'Brother Varian on you, fast as you like.' Thadios motions towards a exit point, 'Unless the way has been destroyed, thats our quickest route.'

[Apulo]

"As you wish Brother. I shall try to filter out some of the interference from the Auspex as we travel."

More prayers to the Omnissiah are muttered quietly as mechadendrites swarm over Thrax's armor in an attempt to fine tune his Auspex.