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Tales of the Young Pups


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The rumble of a supercharged engine pulled their attention to the side as a familiar Razorback rolled into view. "Is it safe to go in?" asked Schert with a grin. A metallic chuckle from above was heard, then "I was about to ask the same question." Garm rumbled. "Can't I get any respect at all around here?" Jonas groaned. "No" was heard from multiple directions as his old pack mates gathered round him, obviously pleased they would be together once again. Seeing a kleptomaniacal gleam in Wreck's eyes, Shert looked over and stated, "I will rip both your ears off and shove them so far up your...." as Wreck was looking at the Razorback. "And don't even EVER think of getting into Daniel's cockpit either" was the statement from Firenze. As the Company continued to line up to enter the giant shuttle, Crier Makalottanoyz strode up and demanded that his troops be given priority in loading. Jonas looked at him and told him his orders came from Space Wolves, not him. Looking over, he saw the Tallarn battalion stretching out behind the Zealot. "well, so much for having space to stretch out." observed Vrox. "Firenze, make sure I have clear path for walking about, my young brother." rumbled Garm. The remains of Jonas' Pack now came ripping past the Tallarn, their bikes raising huge plumes of dust as they roared up and on into the cavernous loading bay. As the rest of the Space Wolves vehicles pulled up, another problem arose. The Fenrisian Wolves that always accompanied the company began looking longingly at the Rough Rider's mounts. It was obvious that the thought "buffet" was running hard through their veins and minds.
Jonas discovered that as much of a headache as it was, he was actually enjoying the planning of loading the bay. The intricacies of making sure that the right units came off first in case of a hot landing were tough, but he was getting it done. Once the Crier was out of the way, the Colonel from the Tallarn had made a couple of suggestions for his unit's loading that made sense, so they were added. Garm was standing nearby, as he told Jonas he wanted near the doors, "Just so I can stretch my legs, of course..." was his reason. Wreck continued to complain no one trusted him to park vehicles until finally Jonas made him start keeping track of the wolves and gave him a shovel. Unfortunately, that only solved one problem. The Crier was now demanding he make more room for an Inquisition Team that had a couple more Rhinos in it. It turned out they belonged to a contingent of Adeptus Sororitas, which he knew would probably get a grin out of Warhorse, but did nothing to help Jonas' desire to throttle the scrawny cleric. A low voice snapped Jonas' head around and he found himself saluting an ancient Wolf Priest, Ingazr. His eyes crinkling with annoyance, the Priest simply looked at the zealot and stated "Enough, my young Wolf does not need to tolerate you anymore. Leave him to do his duty and go bother someone else. "Go bother someone else" croaked the cyber raven on his shoulder, giving Jonas a reason to smile. Yelling for Lakota to get the Wolf Priest's gear, Jonas thanked him as the Crier shot off as if fired from a grot launcher. "Have ye seen Mikal, lad?" "Aye Mage, he boarded a while ago, do you know where we are heading and what is going on?" "Aye but I will leave that for your elders to decide when to sate your curiosity. I would hate to steal their exceptional skills at giving out valuable information." he answered with a grin. "let us just say, it will be an interesting trip and destination."
1. Use Shovel on Wolf Droppings

2.Use Jonas's helmet as bucket to hold gathered items

3. ????

4. Profit.

You leave my helmet alone, whelp. Oh, and when you're done in the wolf pen, I volunteered you to muck out the Rough Riders' stalls. So get to work! :lol:

 

Keep up the good work Unca Warts!

1. Use Shovel on Wolf Droppings

2.Use Jonas's helmet as bucket to hold gathered items

3. ????

4. Profit.

You leave my helmet alone, whelp. Oh, and when you're done in the wolf pen, I volunteered you to muck out the Rough Riders' stalls. So get to work! :devil:

 

Keep up the good work Unca Warts!

Hmmm...Done with the Wolves...Now the Rough Riders...Hmmm...Still got a shovel...and my last bucket is full...*giggles maniacly* guess I will need a sack for these..*pulls out Jonas's bedroll* yep...this will work nicely

As huge as the bay had seemed when empty, it had quickly been filled to capacity. The worry about the Rough Rider mounts had been solved by the fact that the riders actually bedded down next to their mounts. The wolves were then moved to the corridors of the transport in the Space Wolf section. Garm had adopted Jonas' Pack seeming to enjoy their antics and enthusiasm. They had responded by polishing the venerable warrior until he gleamed under the lights of the bay. "Jester, have you heard anything at all?" Jonas asked. "Nope, nada, zilch, nothing. It's like they want to keep us in the dark." Leaning back as they handed tools to Schertenlieb as he tinkered on his beloved Razorback, they were watching the activity in the bay. Next to them Firenze and his servitors, were fiddling with a Vindicator, Tallarn troops were working on their equipment and the endless ballet of military use of down time was in evidence. As a Sentinel was trying to thread it's way through the maze of equipment, they were startled to hear Mikal right next to them. "How did you DO that? None of us even heard you coming up." complained Jester. Laughing their mentor stated, "You were so busy complaining, it was easy. And we don't have any answers yet, either. So you youngsters will have to learn some patience, as your elders have done with the years." Another laugh heralded the arrival of Ingazzr, "My old friend, weren't you the one who was ready to chew a kraken because we didn't have any real information?" Mikal grinned and said, "That is a vile rumor, not fit for a son of Russ to try to spread!" Feeling the tremble under them, they all turned to look over as Garm strode up. Lakota and Daffyd perched on his shoulders, the ancient warrior was obviously enjoying his time awake as he came over to join his brothers as they all waited to learn more, drawing ever closer to the world that had suddenly gone silent.
Pandemonium! One second they were sitting , relaxing, hearing a story from Garm, the next, pitch black, picking themselves up from the deck as warning klaxons sounded out with a banshee wail. As the emergency lights came on, they could feel the gravity was off kilter, making everything slide to the Guard side of the bay. As the sirens shut down, curses and the alarmed horses could be heard.Now emergency lighting came up. "All troops report to your staging areas. Assigned Packs to the drop pods and transports. Guard units report to the main bay for deployment ..." Now orders spilled out from the bridge and veterans began herding their charges where they needed to be. "Windrider, form up at Ezra!" Jonas bellowed, trying to see how many of his Bloodclaws were already in the bay. A single bolter shot rang across the bay, Jester stated, "He had to put a horse down...." Standing atop Nehemiah, Jonas yelled for his pack to get over to the big Crusader and check in. "All Wolves, prepare for a hot insertion! Drop pods going in first. We will have to take the spaceport the hard way. We are fighting Eldar, so be prepared. We have no more real information at this time." Came the orders over their comm links. Watching Ragnarok climb atop Daniel with his old pack inside, Jonas realized that this might be where his pack's luck would run out. "Get your head into the fight." was softly spoken in his ear. Realizing once again Mikal had caught him unaware, Jonas grimaced. "You will do fine, and if you've got room, I'm coming with you." The Rune Priest told him. "We'll make room if we have to strap Wreck on top." was Jonas' answer. The familiar sense of acceleration came through the decking as they prepared to hit the atmosphere of the planet below.
Have to? You mean I wasn't supposed to be strapped to the turret so I could fire the Multi-melta???

 

DAMN YOU SCHERTENLEIB!!!!!!

 

 

Ah hell who am I kidding...This sounds like fun!

 

 

Well you said you wanted to be cannon-ized ^_^

Have to? You mean I wasn't supposed to be strapped to the turret so I could fire the Multi-melta???

 

DAMN YOU SCHERTENLEIB!!!!!!

 

 

Ah hell who am I kidding...This sounds like fun!

 

 

Well you said you wanted to be cannon-ized ^_^

Listen....you can't take serious any comment I make while trying to find ways into a Bolter Babes Power Armor all right?

Have to? You mean I wasn't supposed to be strapped to the turret so I could fire the Multi-melta???

 

DAMN YOU SCHERTENLEIB!!!!!!

 

 

Ah hell who am I kidding...This sounds like fun!

 

 

Well you said you wanted to be cannon-ized ^_^

Listen....you can't take serious any comment I make while trying to find ways into a Bolter Babes Power Armor all right?

 

 

I can't??....You sure?

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