Although perfectly hidden behind her skeletal mask, her facial expression which had originally been one of reverence when the Astartes approached her had quickly turned into a deep frown, and then into a scowl!

[i]"Not like I'm to blame for this stealth mission blowing up... literally... it already did so the moment we fired our first bolter."[/i]

However, any reply that the Psyker may have thought of in her head was suddenly cut off as Aviza intervened between them, giving Nergui a rebuke that served to demonstrate every bit of the sister's affiliation with the Ecclesiarchy! Adrianne couldn't help but stand back and watch, nodding slightly.

As they later filtered into the bunker, Adrianne took a moment to walk beside Aviza.

"Hey, thanks for that, by the way." She said, offering a smile although hidden behind her helmet, before they entered the bunker.

Adrianne was used to being blamed for various things, though also to ignore it and walk without regrets, for arguing back was usually pointless, and sometimes even dangerous if it was some important imperial official. It was all a part of being a Psyker, after all. 

*

[b]*BOOM*[/b]

"[color=39b54a]WAAAAAAGHH![/color]"

As the first buggy went up in flames in front of them, the greenskins let out a warcry in unison; seemingly being more excited by seeing the first buggy blown up than anything else!

One Ork warbike simply hit the gas instead, using some debris to the side like a ramp as he flew over the burning wreckage of the buggy, landing with a heavy crunch in the dirt, wheels spinning as he drove onwards.
Behind, a loud crashing sound could be heard as another warbuggy slammed into the burning wreckage with a crude, spiked plough affixed to the front of the vehicle, pushing it aside as it entered into the clearing before the bunker!

"[color=39b54a]DA 'UMIE GITZ ARE IN THE BUNKER, LET'S GET EM BOYS![/color]"

The Ork mounted in the back of the buggy pulled the warbuggy's twin-linked dakkagun towards the bunker, letting out a mix between a roar and wild laughter as he opened full automatic fire; the bunker suddenly being sprayed by a wall of inaccurate but plentiful Ork dakka that was probably more dangerous to any Ork near the bunker than the occupants themselves!

The warbike in the meantime roared towards the bunker, the Ork riding it pulling out a satchel like object from the side of his warbike and started waving it about as he rapidly approached!