Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-32600226-20190919015819

Tarkhan continued to study the exposed guts of the Tau stealthsuit his mind was whirring with calculations and theories. At the forefront were how to land his parts and servitors safely, (he concluded that they would have to wait as long as possible to slow their decent), and how exactly did this tau stealthfield genorator work? If he could find out how, he could devise counters to it.

He heard the Governess voice and the Astarte's reply and looked up and around at those nearby. So the Spacee marine was a librarian, yet another psyker around, but one he had to concede, who was less likely to get possessed. Turning his gaze he looked at the guardsmen, many were standard soldiers, but one group cought his attention: Penal legionaries. "Hmmm and no Prefect Penatante in sight" he thought. No matter, their collars were simple devices and he could easily construct a new detonator, or set them off himself.

He turned to the Governess setting aside the xenos and spoke, "I have already been hard at work Madam Governor. Unfortunetly the technology behind the stealthsuits is evading me and finding a counter for them will take longer than we have. I have a pair of requests for you. First, that the anti-air fire in the air space around the courtyard to our southeast be ceased in five minutes twenty-one seconds for approximately thirty-eight seconds. I have sent to my ship to send down servitors and the rest of my wargear and while it will come down speedily enough to avoid interception by the Tau, I would rather it not be intercepted by flak rounds."

Tarkhan walked over till he stood near Cyradon, he spent a moment seemingly studing the space marine's face and equipment before turning back to the Governess. "My second request, is for any information you possess on the Tau aircraft, including any downed craft still reletively intact."