388th: Deltic Wolves

The squad comes to a halt, taking a knee as the vox chatters to life. The vox operator taking the head piece placing it against his helm listens closely, jerking his head back as he looks at the head phone in surprise, then back to the Tempestor.

“Whats the word, Scion.”

“Its- uh. An Inquisitor using a closed line requesting a response from you Tempestor? Goes by Kasinsky, says he has important info for Command. Should I order an identifier, sir?”

“That name was on the report, but listed as MIA. Hmm, don’t order anything, not our place. give it here.”

Says the Tempestor taking the vox head piece.

Says the Tempestor as he hands the operator the vox head piece back and looks down in thought, raising concern from the squad.

“Sir, we still movin’ out?”

“Yeah, change in location boys and girls. We’re headed back to the Commander and the forward assault force, once there we give the Commander the Inquisitors ‘code’. From there, we play by ear. Not standard, but nothing new for us. Lets move out.”

“Sir!”

The squad comes to a halt, taking a knee as the vox chatters to life. The vox operator taking the head piece placing it against his helm listens closely, jerking his head back as he looks at the head phone in surprise, then back to the Tempestor.

“Whats the word, Scion.”

“Its- uh. An Inquisitor using a closed line requesting a response from you Tempestor? Goes by Kasinsky, says he has important info for Command. Should I order an identifier, sir?”

“That name was on the report, but listed as MIA. Hmm, don’t order anything, not our place. give it here.”

Says the Tempestor taking the vox head piece.

The squad comes to a halt, taking a knee as the vox chatters to life. The vox operator taking the head piece placing it against his helm listens closely, jerking his head back as he looks at the head phone in surprise, then back to the Tempestor.

“Whats the word, Scion.”

“Its- uh. An Inquisitor using a closed line requesting a response from you Tempestor? Goes by Kasinsky, says he has important info for Command. Should I order an identifier, sir?”

“That name was on the report, but listed as MIA. Hmm, don’t order anything, not our place. give it here.”

Says the Tempestor taking the vox head piece.

As the signal goes out and the vox of the facility command goes live, Runea takes up the ear piece, and looks to lord Hector for permission to answer, who nods yes.

“This is Herald Runea Valst, of House Casbane. We’re reviving you Tempestor.”

The Kingsward quickly activates the view screen as the Herald speaks, Lord Hector taking a place behind the Kingsward looking all about the screen to find the Scions.

“Lady Runea, ask for their location.”

As the signal goes out and the vox of the facility command goes live, Runea takes up the ear piece, and looks to lord Hector for permission to answer, who nods yes.

“This is Herald Runea Valst, of House Casbane. We’re reviving you Tempestor.”

The Kingsward quickly activates the view screen as the Herald speaks, Lord Hector taking a place behind the Kingsward looking all about the screen to find the Scions.

“Lady Runea, ask for their location.”

“Y- ‘Ahem’ Yes. I’ve only been named Lord of the House for these last two weeks.”

The Kingsward turns to his brother.

“Do not make light of yourself my Lord. It was your order and calm of mind that has saved our House, and its treasures. Your actions, your calls, your bravery.”

“I thank you Masson, but there is no need. 

As the signal goes out and the vox of the facility command goes live, Runea takes up the ear piece, and looks to lord Hector for permission to answer, who nods yes.

“This is Herald Runea Valst, of House Casbane. We’re reviving you Tempestor.”

The Kingsward quickly activates the view screen as the Herald speaks, Lord Hector taking a place behind the Kingsward looking all about the screen to find the Scions.

“Lady Runea, ask for their location.”

As the signal goes out and the vox of the facility command goes live, Runea takes up the ear piece, and looks to lord Hector for permission to answer, who nods yes.

“This is Herald Runea Valst, of House Casbane. We’re reviving you Tempestor.”

The Kingsward quickly activates the view screen as the Herald speaks, Lord Hector taking a place behind the Kingsward looking all about the screen to find the Scions.

“Lady Runea, ask for their location.”

“Right, well I suppose introductions are in order. As you know I’m Tempestor Radley, thats Rorick, Mack, Venesa, Scope, and Camo. Our mission here was to investigate the distress signal being given off from this location, secure any Imperial Knights, and their Knight Scions. I assume you are them?”

As the signal goes out and the vox of the facility command goes live, Runea takes up the ear piece, and looks to lord Hector for permission to answer, who nods yes.

“This is Herald Runea Valst, of House Casbane. We’re reviving you Tempestor.”

The Kingsward quickly activates the view screen as the Herald speaks, Lord Hector taking a place behind the Kingsward looking all about the screen to find the Scions.

“Lady Runea, ask for their location.”

“Alright, looks like we have it free for the moment. Double time!”

The squad makes their way up two more floors careful not to alert anymore heretics, while following the signs to the build command center eventually coming up against a bulkhead head sealed shut.

As the signal goes out and the vox of the facility command goes live, Runea takes up the ear piece, and looks to lord Hector for permission to answer, who nods yes.

“This is Herald Runea Valst, of House Casbane. We’re reviving you Tempestor.”

The Kingsward quickly activates the view screen as the Herald speaks, Lord Hector taking a place behind the Kingsward looking all about the screen to find the Scions.

“Lady Runea, ask for their location.”

“Alright, we have contacts. Keep it silent, clear shots only on order.”

“Sir.”

The Tempestor gets low as he enters the facility, his hell gun level, after he enters the squad follows one by one taking a position at each others side giving a 5 meter spread.

“Look for a service lift, and keep an eye on your auspex.”

The Tempestor says in a low tone, slowly moving up keeping his sights on a 45 degree swivel from left to right, the squad following closely doing the same.

As the Scions move through the facility, the auspex clicks with three blips headed their way, the squad looks to the Tempestor.

“Your call sir, kill em’ or leave em’ be?”

“Take em’ down. Follow my lead.”

The Tempestor heads to a shadowed corner and draws his knife. The scions quickly follow and find cover amidst the scattered systems and panels. The blips drew closer until three renegade guard turned the corner, at ease with their weapons at their side or on their strap. The traitors walked forward with one leading the two, The Tempestor quietly crouched his way behind one of the two, and signaled tow shots be taken at the other two as soon as he struck.

After the signal, the Tempestor quickly stood and griped the neck of the renegade placing his right leg behind the traitors left tripping him to the floor and slamming his knife in to the traitors chest, as he lets slip a small bloodied cough as he dies, two loud cracks are heard as two hell gun shots are fired at maximal setting and drive right through the head and chest of the other two renegades, both dropping with a loud smack as their lifeless bodies hit the hard metal ground.

“Lets move, that will have attracted someone.”

As the signal goes out and the vox of the facility command goes live, Runea takes up the ear piece, and looks to lord Hector for permission to answer, who nods yes.

“This is Herald Runea Valst, of House Casbane. We’re reviving you Tempestor.”

The Kingsward quickly activates the view screen as the Herald speaks, Lord Hector taking a place behind the Kingsward looking all about the screen to find the Scions.

“Lady Runea, ask for their location.”

The Squad sits in silence for a few minutes as the next set of directions are received. The Tempestor turns to the squad gesturing to stay very close to the wall, then pointing to fingers forward telling the squad to move with him.

As the squad moves they keep an eye out for any chaos patrols keeping their hell guns level at center mass. After some ten minutes of tactical movement, the Tempestor calls the squad to a halt with a raised fist over his shoulder.

“Rorick, twenty meters, at eleven. Give me eyes.”

The Scion moves up next to the Tempestor, setting his hell gun at his chest as he reaches for magnoculars and checks the position pointed out by the Tempestor.

“three turrets, heavy bolters. This must be it.”

The Tempestor looks around his surroundings, spotting the large vents and leading the squad inside.

As the signal goes out and the vox of the facility command goes live, Runea takes up the ear piece, and looks to lord Hector for permission to answer, who nods yes.

“This is Herald Runea Valst, of House Casbane. We’re reviving you Tempestor.”

The Kingsward quickly activates the view screen as the Herald speaks, Lord Hector taking a place behind the Kingsward looking all about the screen to find the Scions.

“Lady Runea, ask for their location.”

“Alright, Lady Runea, advise them that the whole of this area is quite covered by this theiving scum otherwise known as chaos. Then help guide them to the rear of the facility. If they can help us get to our armory, then we can likely turn the tide of this war.”

“At once, Lord Hector. Tempestor Radley, be aware this area has been subject to raids on every hour, you should consider yourselves surrounded. 

“Understood. We’ll follow your order. Do be sure to advise us on any security systems in place, or on any known patrols.”

The tempestor takes his hand away from his helms vox bead, and rushes to the front of the stack, hell gun in hands.

“We’re headed to the side of the facility, keep it tight, and stick to the walls. Once we get there, take a knee and snap to overwatch position. Ready, 3, 2,1, MARK!”

As the signal goes out and the vox of the facility command goes live, Runea takes up the ear piece, and looks to lord Hector for permission to answer, who nods yes.

“This is Herald Runea Valst, of House Casbane. We’re reviving you Tempestor.”

The Kingsward quickly activates the view screen as the Herald speaks, Lord Hector taking a place behind the Kingsward looking all about the screen to find the Scions.

“Lady Runea, ask for their location.”

((Thaaank you!))

As the vox clicks to life the Colonel places a hand over her head piece.

“Belay that, Head Hunter. You’re better used elsewhere.”

The Colonel pulls up a data slate and scrolls through the data on the 388th that Tempestor Prime Irons had sent, noting the formation specialty’s. 

“Much better in fact. Alright, I have three objectives for you to run, Tempestor.

First, Manufactorum 134-20 will be under heavy assault in a few hours, and I want its gates wide open for my panzers. I don’t care how you open them, blast them open, take the controls, whatever needs to be done.

Second, we need to find and destroy, the Chaos lord Rykal. He’s been leading the main force of these heretics, but has been completely out of sight for about six months, last known to be in facility 47-88, but was forced out.

Squad one, Head Hunter 3-2, squad two, Bravo 3-2, squad three, Charlie 3-2.

Deploying. Head hunter Maintaining radio silence for operation. Expect a sit rep once we begin. Head Hunter, out.”