Inquistion RP

[TheKiller333]

"Yes Sir!" Chanted the Storm Troopers in respones to Cyin. Erendul walked out from the crowd. "My Lord, may i speak?" He asked. Though Erendul had never seen the Inquisitor before a week ago, the power was immense surrounding Cyin.
"Go ahead, Lieutenant."
"Sir, i request that you leave 2 of these men behind. They are both new.."
"No. We need every man to fight these Heretics. If they do their duty well, they shall live to see another day."
"Of course sir, i understand."

[Baron Spikey]

Standing close but conveying the impression of keeping his distance Mikail listened to the short exchange between the Cadian Lieutenant Erendul and his current employer Inquisitor Cyin.

"Humph! Bloody toy soldiers, only reason they wear those fancy helmets is so they know which end to put the food in" he mumbled to himself as he took a pull on his bac-stick, drawing the acrid sweet smoke deep into his lungs.

Apparently some heard this as next time he glanced over at the Storm Troopers he was met with a number of venomous glares.
What did he care? Its not like he was going to be relying on them in combat...two men were too green to go into battle, come on! That Lieutenant was full of grox dung. How were the troopers supposed to get experienced? By sitting on their arses and playing cards?!

The sooner he got planetside the happier he'd be. Maybe the Inquisitor would give him some leave to hit up a few bars if he got this cult trouble sorted proper quick, he thought hopefully as Cyin waved them into the shuttle.

OOC: thought I'd set it up so Mikail was openly contemptuous of Erendul, add a little flavour, and woooo this is my 100th post.

[TheKiller333]

OOC: Great, another admirer Why does everyone hate Erendul?! :P

"I'm scared sir." said one of the new soldiers.
"Don't be. Think if you die, what do you want to be remembered as? A hero or a coward?"
"A hero sir."
"Then fight like one. These heretics will never get passed you i'm sure."
As Erendul said this last sentence, sitting in the shuttle, he knew that the soldier wouldn't survive the battle.

Erendul looked across at Mikail and saw a look of disgust and anger.
Just to annoy him, he said "Hey, you know what? I'm sure you will need my men in this battle!".
Mikail looked away, feeling fresh hate for the man sitting across from him.
Erendul laughed to himself quietly, but had a sneaking suspiscion that Mikail had heard him.

[NearSightedFarseer]

Sitting in the shuttle, listening to talk of not being ready and fear of heretics, Stilheim couldn't help but feel revulsion and disgust. "They should be grateful the emperor is allowing them to exterminate the filth, and some have the temerity to fear the enemy and let doubt sway their confidence!", he muttered to himself.

As the shuttle touched down, Stilheim prayed for the mission to succeed, for many heretics to be brought down, and for the troops to stay firm in their resolve.

OOC: Just some general contempt for any fear or doubt that would certainly be present.

[masterofweirdness]

The Thunderhawk ship landed and the group of warriors stepped out. Cyin, Zen, Stilheim, Mikail, Erendul and the Stormtroopers all were ready for battle.

Cyin smiled, the cultists didn't stand a chance against them.

The group spent the night in the Arbites base while Cyin and Zen met with the Arbites commander, it seems that this cult was more deeply linked with the local gangers than intinally suspected.

“At this rate, milord, the Arbites will have to take direct control of the planet’s security, the PDF will have to be called in, we’re looking at what could easily turn into a full-scale revolt,” the Arbites commander said.

“Have you managed to capture any of the leaders of these gangs?” Zen asked.

“Only a few, and none of the important ones, they’re all to well hidden and protected.”

“Which one would be the most important?” Cyin asked.

The Arbites commander paused for a moment, then said, “that’d have to be Dyk. He’s possibly the most dangerous man on the planet, even before this cult, he was on our most wanted list.”

“Do you know where he would be?” Cyin asked.

“Not really, I can give you a general area, but not concrete, why?”

“I intend to personally slit the man’s throat.”

“I see, well, if you want more information then perhaps you should talk to Captain Varks, he’s my ops man, and if anything, he’d be able to give you a lead.”

“We’ll do that, thank you for your time commander, may the Emperor watch over you and your men,” Cyin said as he left.

The conversation with Varks was swift and to the point, no one knew where Dyk was, but several of his captains were scattered about the place, it was possible that they could capture one and twist the information out of one of them.

OOC: We’re going to move out... one more post each and then once again, we’ll have a fight.

[TheKiller333]

OOC: Loving this rp so far

Erendul listened in on the conversation between Cyin and Varks.
"Dyk eh?" He muttered.
"My Lord?" He said to Cyin.
"Yes? Speak Quickly!" Came the reply
"There is no record of anyone named Dyk on the archives."
"There should be, according to Varks, he is wanted by us."
"Ok, thank you sir."
Erendul turned back to his men, and as he did he knew that someone had been in the Archives.

OOC: Thought it might be nice to add a little 'twist'

[Baron Spikey]

Mikail wandered amongst the Arbite troopers making conversation, handing out bac-sticks when asked, everything, essentially, to put the enforcers at ease with his presence. After a while he began asking about notable gangs and their leaders and in a short space of time the name Dyk came up.

"Big shot gangster then is he?" enquired the mercenary as he took a swig out of a proffered canteen.

"Aye" responded a large scarred Arbite "the biggest, we've been after him one way or another for a good long while now. Slippery bastard always manages to get away before we even get close though"

Nodding his thanks to the troopers he ambled over to the rest of the Inquisitor's retinue, awaiting his 'masters' orders.

Knowing gangsters as big as this guy Dyk is supposed to be, the archives with any info on him will probably have been altered and its going to be fragging hell bringing him to bay, Mikail mused as he sat checking his rifle for any imperfections.

[NearSightedFarseer]

Stilheim walked amongst the gathered arbites. Sensing something was amiss, a nagging feeling that wouldn't go away, so he sought out the resident priest. Mordecai, as called himself, said, "I too feel something out of place, but haven't had the time to investigate properly". Stilheim relpied, "well, today, the light of the emperor shall reveal the heretics and lift this heavy feeling from our souls".

Hearing the order to move out, he took his position by lord cyin and braced himself for combat

OOC: Just expanding on the bad mojo/conspiracy concept

[masterofweirdness]

Cyin and his warriors where flow via Thunderhawk to the site Cyin had chosen for the beginning of the their search. Dyk would be difficult, but not impossible.

The Thunderhawk hovered over the old warehouse building. Upon the signal from their sergeant, the Stormtroopers began to slide down ropes onto the building’s rooftop. Once there, the squad began to move towards the nearest door, while Cyin and his retinue climbed down; the servitor was left in the Thunderhawk.

The squad kicked door open, and rushed into the warehouse, a few gunshots were heard and the groans of the wounded.

Cyin drew his sword and switched off the safety (OOC: 40k weapons DO have a safety… right?) as he entered the building. He vaguely recalled several dead bodies lying around as he continued walking in the warehouse.

The battle was short lived. The gangers were ill-trained and ill equipped, while the Stormtroopers were the Emperor’s finest.

“Sir! We seem to have found their leader,” one of the stormtroopers said as he approached Cyin.

“Good, where is he?” Cyin replied.

“He and several of his men have barricaded themselves in a small room, follow me and I’ll lead you to it, sir,” the stormtrooper answered.

Cyin and his retinue followed the stormtrooper through the warehouse. Already most of the gangers were rounded up and secured, guarded by two stormtroopers.

“Sir, it would seem the man we’re after is located behind that door, along with, if our auspexes are correct, about twelve of his men, your orders?” the stormtrooper sergeant said.

“Break the door down and storm the room of course, but make sure that man lives, or else,” Cyin said simply.

OOC: 13 baddies, can’t let the captain die. Oh, and sorry for the delay… my internet went down when I tried to post this… and I needed to get some sleep.

[TheKiller333]

The sargeant kicked through the door, and the Stormtroopers rushed through, Erendul at the front. Cyin and his retinue followed from the rear.

Shots flew past Erendul, as his swung his Chainsword and hit one of the men from the gang, ripping him to pieces in a quick action. He looked around to see Mikail fighting another Gang member, however there was one sneaking up on him from behind. Erendul shot and hit the Ganger, crumbling his body to a small heap on the ground.

"You owe me one!" He shouted at Mikail.

He swiveled and blocked a blow from one of the gangers, and shot him through the skull.

OOC: I thought it might be good to give Mikail a debt to Erendul, plus i only killed 3 soldiers seeing as i'm only a poor Lieutenant.

[masterofweirdness]

Zen smashed a bolt round through one of the gangers, and then proceeded to cut down another with his combat knife, smiling as the man was eviscerated.

Cyin was by his side, raining bolt shells, he emptied his clip into three gangers and then charged at the remaining warriors, his power sword activated and crackling with energy.

OOC: 5 dead... that leaves 4... sorry if I killed two many.

[Baron Spikey]

As Mikail wrestled with a one of Dyk's bodyguards he heard a heavy weight fall just behind him and a shout of "You owe me one!" from Erendul.

That distraction was all the gang member he was fighting needed and the man drew a knife, sliding it past Mikail's guard.
Mikail hadn't risen to the attentions of an Inquisitor without having skills of his own though, with reflexes that seemed almost supernaturally fast the mercenary put his full strength behind a stamp-kick to his assailants knee-cap.
One dry sounding crack later and the gang member was incapacitated, a slight pressure on his rifle's trigger and the man stopped writhing.

Slinging his rifle and pulling out a punching knife and his hotshot laspistol, Mikail began running towards the position of Dyk, bolts exploding all round him. Noticing a large sturdy chair in front of him, Mikail used it to propel himself over the gang member standing between him and Dyk's position.

A swift shot backwards put a bolt centre mass into the amazed gang banger, before Mikail skidded to a halt wondering where the hell Dyk and his last 2 men were...he quickly found out as the barrell of a heavy stubber swung into view. "Oh sh..." Mikail managed to yell out before throwing himself behind a pile of steel panels.

(OOC 2 down, 2 to go and Mikail is trapped by the attentions of a heavy stubber)

[NearSightedFarseer]

Stilheim saw Mikhail stare down a heavy stubber and rushed off to assist him. A burly ganger tried to get in the way, but was bisected diagonally with a wet splurt. Before the stubber could be fired off, Stilheim sliced the ganger's arms off at the elbows, spraying arterial matter over mikhail. The fool fell, screaming, "my arms!", but rather than give him an undeserved mercy, he yelled, "where is dyk, heretic?". Too busy screaming, Stilheim bandaged up the stubs with the fools own shirt, so cyin could properly interrogate him.

OOC: 1 dead and one ready for interrogation.

[TheKiller333]

OOC: Loving the combat

Erendul looked around at the piled bodies, and felt fresh hate for the Heritical B****rds that caused this.

He turned to Mikail, and said "I'm sorry if i distracted you earlier, but you were going to be killed, and i'm sure that the Emperor would not wish to lose such a fine warrior."

Mikail didn't reply, just turned and walked away.

"What is it with everyone!" Shouted Erendul, and everyone looked at him. He turned and looked to investigate some of the bodies. He didn't know what he was looking for, but when he reached the 5th body, he was shocked.

In it's left hand was a Imperial (OOC: Crest? Eagle?). This couldn't have been a mis-attack! These were heritical gangers, not worshippers of the Emperor. The feeling of betrayal and deceit became deeper. Someone was hiding something. And it was going to get a whole lot worse.

OOC: What do you think to the whole consipiracy theory?

[masterofweirdness]

OOC: Conspiracy theory... that could be an interesting development... and its an imperial eagle, or an Aquila.

The battle was over. Dyk and one of his men were captured, Cyin let out a faint smile at the thought, causatively had only been light, two of his stormtroopers had been wounded, nothing major, though one would require a bionic implant.

Cyin looked at Dyk and smiled, Dyk only glared at him.

"Take these two away and lock them a security cell, I want them ready for interrogation by tomorrow.

[TheKiller333]

While Cyin and the others returned to the dropship to interrogate the prisoners, Erendul and two of the stormtroopers had stopped behind with the Inquisitor's permission.

"What exactly are you looking for sir?" asked one of the Soldiers.
"That is none of your concern soldier" Replied the Lieutenant.

He searched through the bodies he hadn't checked over earlier, and found other items similiar to the Eagle.

He picked them up. A knife with the eagle scratched into the side, probably stolen. A flask, also with the eagle in the side. Day to day items, but he had never seen Heritics carry anything with the Aquila on them. Never. They either cut them off, or simply didn't get them. There was something amiss here. He sighed and slowly turned around.

Behind him, two crumpled bodies wearing Imperial Uniform lay on the floor. Blood poured from Gashes in their necks, and quickly Erendul pulled out his weapon. He ran back to the ship, and reported what had happened.

OOC: Hope that was ok, adds to the sense of mystery, though i will let others post now :P

[Baron Spikey]

Feeling beholden to Erendul, not that he'd ever admit it to anyone, Mikail separated from the retinue and circled round to keep an eye on the Lieutenant.

Secreting himself in a darkened doorway he kept watch on the surrounding area to ensure that no one could approach without him seeing them first.

A couple of minutes passed without any excitement so the mercenary lit a bac-stick, closing his eyes for a moment as he savoured the heady rush of the nicotine he didnt see the silent shape pass through the warehouse doorway, heading for Erendul.

"Well this is a waste of time..." he muttered as he stamped out the bac-stick, stepping out of the shadows, before quickly throwing himself back into them as a figure sped out of the warehouse heading towards the more populated areas of the city. Deciding that the appearance of the mysterious stranger was worth investigating, Mikail began to follow him at as discrete a distance as possible. Unbeknownst to the Altonian Erendul came charging out of the building and set off at a run towards the Inquisitor's shuttle...

(OOC: this is going somewhere with Mikail so consider him out of action in terms of team work for a short while- dont worry he isn't going to uncover anything about the conspiracy, hes just going to get in over his head )

[TheKiller333]

"They are definetly dead?" Asked Cyin.
"Yes, they were cut by their throats" Replied Erendul, shaking at the memory of his two best men lying cold.
"We must investigate..."
"Of course sir."
Erendul turned to leave, when Cyin said, "Your hiding something Lieutenant, Speak!"
"I found these items on the Heretics" He handed Cyin the things he had found.
"Ok, this is unusual for Heretics, i'm sure you know."
"Of course my lord"
"Well.. i'm afraid you will be detained until we investigate further."
"Sir, i'm afraid that you won't want to do that."
"And why not?"
"Because we have a murderer out there, and frankly you need all the help you can get."
"Ok lieutenant, but do not keep things from me again."

OOC: Cyin is evil! :P

[NearSightedFarseer]

Stilheim was glad that the heretics were either dead or soon to be, but something still felt wrong. Maybe it was that the heretics didn't act like they normally do or that no blasphemous graffiti was all over the place, but whatever it was, it just felt off.

"Cyin must feel this if I can, maybe he knows something", he said to himself and set off to talk to the lord inquisitor

OOC: Conspiracy? dunno, but its always an interesting story angle

[masterofweirdness]

OOC:This is just a quick OOC post, but MAN this is getting really cool.... I am SO happy that this RP is going so well... so, I think I work on this conspiracy theory thing, it could be interesting.

[Baron Spikey]

Following the disguised figure had been no easy task, several times the man- if thats what he is Mikail thought to himself- doubled back or took winding routes through maze like alleys, the dankness and detrius of the streets almost completely masking his trail from the casual observer. But the Altonian was no amateur at tracking men, and constantly managed to rediscover evidence to suggest the stranger had passed by recently.

After a period of just over an hour, when he was tempted to give up the chase, the trail went cold. Returning to the last place that he had found markings of a hurried passing, the back alley of a nondescript building, Mikail went round to the front facade of the street in which the premises jutted out onto.

Why is it always a damn bar? the mercenary mused as he searched for a place to stow his armour and rifle. Returning to the alley Mikail noticed a steel drain pipe securely attached to the wall and began to climb.
As he suspected, once he reached the top with much cursing, there was a roof entrance- hiding his armour and rifle under some loose tiles he clambered back down once again, to approach from the main entrance.

Now looking more like a gang member than a bounty hunter or soldier he sauntered into the tavern, as he pushed open the door all conversation in the room stopped and a score of suspicious pairs of eyes turned his way...

(OOC:I think you can kind of guess where this is heading )

[TheKiller333]

OOC: I to love the way this rp is going, having played many in my time, most people just give up on them And go Mikail!

[NearSightedFarseer]

OOC: I'm really pleased about this, also. It also helps that the people involved have a good sense of drama and intrigue.

[Baron Spikey]

(OOC: this is actually the first rp i've played before. ever. its fun so far and not half as stressful as say writing an entire story on your lonesome.)