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*The Blood Angel rolls the drunken Blood Claw off of him and proceeds to feebly crawl into a corner, hoping no eager young wolves will notice him*

Drunken BA doesn't even notice Gray Mage's two Fenrisian Wolves hoisting legs to mark" him.........

*recovers from being used as a projectile and bellows* BEER MORTAR!!!!! *begins throwing kegs as artillery shells and hits Donkeycow shattering the keg and soaking him* MAN DOWN!!!!!! *Falls over backwards with kegs piling over himself* I've fallen my brothers!!

... Stops. Dead. In. Mid-. Swig. One eye twitching, he slowly cracks his neck before turning. Flicking a switch on his belt, the tenuous bindings holding his warp-tainted Terminator armor fall away, releasing him from his Ceramite prison. He flexes his hands, claws scything through the open air. He inclines his head, sniffing at the air before turning his gaze to Hadafix.

 

... Templars.

Bartender, I brought the damn Orkheads for you to make some decent ashtrays of them, you don't like em'?

 

Why didn't you say so laddie? Thanks, but i can't accept them cos i wouldn't want to offend my ork assistant....cos he's a good ork....I'm sure the other lads might have better use for it though.... = P

 

Beef is sitting in the corner with the Bolter babe watching the live show.

Warhorse Just dont tell Amy

 

Oh my....Beef, I can't believe you are cheating on Amy, hahaha....if that is even called cheating that is.... :P

 

Over here Donkeycow *opens up basement doors*, you can hide in the basement here for the time being.... B)

"My bad barkeeper, forgot your assistant in the ebbing rush of the late Battle. I might as well decorate my own room with those then."

+chuckles at the sight of the other Astartes triying to keep up with the wolves of Fenris+

 

"Will they ever learn?"

 

+lays back his head downing the whole keg+

Comes leaping back through the window, broken helm attached to his side, and dump tackles Firenze through a table. His neophyte acting swiftly locks Firenzes legs in a figure four

[Firenze roars and uses his servo arm to grab hadafix's head and chuck him through a wall. Firenze gets up and faces the hole]

 

Get him lads!

 

[sprints and tackles Hadafix with the force of a speeding train, crashing through a Rhino]

The storm of destruction that is Bran slows as he spots Decoy's hulking form. Lashing a few more times for emphasis, Bran takes a flying leap at the Wulf Lord, a savage grin on his face.

 

"DECOY! YOU CAME BACK!"

 

As he slams into the Wulfen, he grasps it in a massive bear hug. The sound of Decoy's bones creaking under the Scalphunter's infamous strength begins to fill the ominous silence. Then after a moment, Bran releases him and catches a fleeing Blood Claw with the Exterminatussock.

 

"So, finally came to pay back that debt you owed me? Last I checked * stomps on squirming Firenze* you were up to... *checks data-slate* 10,000,000 credits worth of Fenrisian ale. So, how ya wanna pay?"

 

As he is conversing, a karniverus kave squig begins to sneak close, its fanged maw drooling. A quick snap of the Exterminatussock sends it flying. Several more squigs leap at the stricken one, tearing it apart in a frenzy of snapping jaws and ferocious squeals.

 

"OI! Who the Hell let all my squigz loose? DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK TO CATCH THEM ALL AGAIN?"

Manages to grab Firenze as he collides and turns it into a suplex, the Neophyte charges in just behind Firenze and starts pulling out the wires for Firenzes servo arm. Noticing the movement towards him of some of the other wolves, he grabs a "flash bang" grenade and throws it in Brans direction with a yell of "FETCH!"
As Hadafix yells "Fetch!", Bran snaps the Exterminatussock, deftly connecting with the F/B and sending it straight back at the thrower. There is a thunderous boom and a blinding flash as it detonates in the Wolf's unprotected face. Hadafix barely has time to scream before Bran is brutally mauls him with the Ragnaroksock.

(Not a space wolf yet, still got about about 1000 pts of BT to get before getting the planned 500-750 SW list)

 

Yelling in Righteous Zeal, the pain just driving his zealous rage, Hadifix fights with savage force in return. Mathing cerimite fist blow for every Ragnaroksock flail.

 

*And there was me thinking that combat practice was over for the day :D *

Power tankard deactivates with a pop of ionized air, as OID taps the nearest keg and draws a measure before leaning idly against the wall. He yawns as he watches Bran and Hadafix brawling.

 

Grenades in a bar fight....only with the Templars. Lads just dont know how to use what Dorn gave 'em. Course, it isn't much to begin with, so one can't blame 'em.

 

OID catches a chair in midflight as it streaks through the air, calmly righting it before taking a seat. He raises an eyebrow questioningly at Firenze

 

Would you like some help laddie? I think we could find a nursemaid to help you with your combat skills. Now get back up there and fight like a true wolf!

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