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[sup]Current Location: Valkyrie Dropship - Interacting With: Kyllan[/sup]
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It was almost time for the combat drop. The sergeant ordered the squad to check their kit and say their final prayers to the Emperor, and so Brigan did. The trooper checked over his shotgun, ensuring the shells were in reach and safely secured lest they fall out mid-drop. Shotgun shells were at least half the size of one laspack, and Brigan didn't want to fuck himself over if he couldn't get to his lasgun in time. Once Brigan assured himself, the Valkyrie shook violently as it limped throughout the flak and anti-aircraft fire from down below.

Brigan jolted from his secured position, banging himself off the Valkyrie but nothing to the point as what their sergeant had felt from smashing his face into the bulkhead. However, Kyllan stumbled more than Brigan, struggling to keep himself upright to which brought a jest from Brigan.[/color] [color=brown][b]"C'mon, lad, it'll be worse if you can't keep yourself on your feet!"[/b][/color] [color=gray]Brigan exclaimed as he affixed his helmet and respirator to his face. Bulky and uncomfortable for the many Elysians that wore it, but it was a better option than turning your head to mush on the way down.

The ramp soon opens, announced by a loud hissing noise and Sergeant Felder's orders. Brigan was ready to jump first, but the medic and his comrade had decided to be the lucky ones on this battlefield.[/color] [color=brown][i]Idiots...[/i][/color] [color=gray]Brigan mumbled behind the respirator as Maurice shoved Phillip out of the Valkyrie, himself following shortly. They were Imperial Guard, and here they were goofing around by pushing each other out of a Valkyrie instead of jumping like they were trained to do.

Still, Brigan didn't have time to dwell on how foolish he thought the duo to be. He had a jump to accomplish, and soon it was Brigan's turn to jump. Standing on the edge of the ramp, Brigan vaulted downwards and fell at an alarming rate as he glided through the air in an attempt to avoid the nasty gunfire shooting upwards at the Elysians and their Valkyries. Once close to the ground, Brigan used the Grav-Chute to stabilize himself, landing safely down on the hive world.

Reaching for his combat shotgun, Brigan quickly checked to see if Kyllan had made the drop safely, to which he did. Making a quick sweep with his weapon, Brigan crouched behind some cover as he awaited for the others to land. Jumping through anti-aircraft fire was one matter, but being caught unaware was an entirely different matter. What had happened in the skies had shown the truth in that, and Brigan readied for himself for any odds that might be thrown against them now that they managed to land troops.[/color]

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Operate (Aeronautica): [url=http://orokos.com/roll/552644]18[/url] (Less than 44 - [34+10] = Succeeded)
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