Join Date: Aug 2009
Location: Portland, Oregon
From the Lex:
"They'll never get in. Even a chain fist wouldn't break down that barricade.
A pale blue glow appeared in the corner
You'd think they'd try though. I mean, they're not even trying to get in.
The glowing blue mist rapidly coalesced. The crunch of metal echoed from behind them
What was that?
The dark shape, now solid, raised an assault cannon and tore the two men apart in one fluid motion. A communicator cut through the static.
Teleportation complete. Targets terminated. Awaiting further instructions."
Then a couple from Dan Abnett's "His Last Command". Both from Wilder, actually. The first one is about the mongrel unit and the difficulty of combing war cries.
" 'Fury Belladon, for Tanith, for the Emperor, and, by the way, remember Vervunhive!' Full marks for effort, but still dead in a silt-trench before you said it all and actually started fighting."
And another when he was chastising a fellow commander for his inability to command his regiment:
" Gadovin, so help me, stop your line moving and throw down some fire or, by the Emperor, I will hunt you to the ends of everywhere and shoot you a new arsehole!"