Imperial Guard Plot

Her expression is hidden by the mask

Arminius: what do you do on the battlefield? what trooper type are you?

The sister looks at the guardsman, the mask empty.

*A dictator class cruiser, painted in chaos black, crimson and white with the sign same on the Vincent's chest, suddenly appears on the sky, coming from nowhere*
*They notice that Vincent left long ago*

The guardsmen look to the sky, the storm and night cloaking its presence.

*Shimy shockwaves fills the sky, drives the storm clouds away and reveals the ship*

Shock and awe.

melody is at the hospital putting on her gear thought the doctors don't want her to do so she then asks on the vox to the other battlesister
Melody:+ have you seen my helmet anywhere?

+I'm not sure sister, I don't believe I have, did you leave it in the barracks?+

*Hunderds huttles undocks the ship*
*They land on the whole area, securing it*

the guardsmen are confused

"Arminius, what's going on out there?"

Arminius: *looks out* um...a ship has arrived in orbit ma'am. looks imperial but I'm not sure

"We need to get prepared for attack, make sure all guardsmen are armed and ready for combat"

Arminius: making the call now ma'am

"Wait, those symbols... it's Vincent's cult!"

Arminius:....so it is

"Either he's come to attack us... or convert us to his faith, or worse"

"...or he's come to help us"

Arminius: orders Ma'am?

"Get every military unit in order in the courtyard, we need to designate who defends what"

Arminius: I'll notify the colonel ma'am

"Good, it's about time we knew exactly what we have, notify PDF squads and arbites too, anyone who is with us in this fight"

he nods and goes to do so

The sister waits for the regiment to form up in the courtyard.

they do

She looks through the ranks, seeing determined faces, if not grim.

*give me a head count*

Arminius: *gives the head count. it's a few thousand since it's the whole regiment*

Matilda walks back to the barracks and finds her helmet and puts it on
Matilda: sister I want to help

Ooc:remember that they're would be heavy casualties

"Any of you that do not have enough members in your squad will take in any who have none, when this is done, you will be placed into platoons depending on your strengths" she looks at her sister.

"I have just the place for you sister"

She nods

"You remember how to operate a heavy bolter?"

She nods
Matilda yes sister

"Good, your one of the most competent shots here"

Melody: thank you sister

She nods.

"Alright, now that your in order, prepare defences and man the walls"

Melody: yes sister
She limps away to do her job

"Sister, if I may, my arm has the capabilities of attaching some small arms, a bolter is attachable or a melta."

-radio-Thus is Archbishop Himfea Gaur of the church of Circrotgle. My words will come out of mouth aimed to the Imperials. We mean you no harm, unless you do mean. We have not came here to help you directly, but we mean to face the Dark Eldar. In return, all I want is to meet your leaders. May the True One helps you to find the truth.

"Techpriest, we may need your services, we must meet them face to face; a small taskforce"

*Kyra walks into the courtyard to see the amassed imperials. She quickly hides behind a pillar, not really wanting be shot*

The sister sees her and walks over.

"Listen, Kyra? Who are you?"

What do you mean by that..?

"Dont act stupid, it doesn't suit you. A eldar incursion happens, and at near enough the same time you show up, coincidence?"

Eldar incursion? I can tell you don't like me. If you really don't trust me.. shoot me. Go on. See if I care. It appears the one I loved is dead, so go on!

*stands in a t position, waiting for a response*

"You make it tempting xeno, but I'm not going too. Because your not on their side, therefore, that means your on ours, accept it or you won't live to see tomorrow"

Argh, I am so scared. In case you didn't know.. I'm on your side, halfwit. The problem is.. they *points to guard* don't know that.

"It's best not to insult someone who is teetering on putting a bolt through your head, the commisar will inform them; but you should stay with me until then. Wouldn't want any accidents would we"

You said you made your decision not too. So.. I pressed my luck. I guess I'll stay with you then...

"So where are you from?" The sister strolls around the courtyard.

Ulthwe. Heard of it, or?