Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-25684606-20180824160558

"Estimated 30 standard minutes, captain", came Phokas' reply as they entered the atmosphere, but soon, the Blackstar tilted and swirled as the Techmarine guided the machine through a number of acrobatic aerial maneuvers.

"Reporting heavy air activity over the city, Captain. Xeno vessels from what I can make out. AA fire from the south and south-west. I will circle in from the east to avoid getting caught up in it."

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"Reaching the landing zone, Captain. No hostiles in 200 meter radius." The prow hatches hissed open, letting swirling clouds of dust and a dry heat into the bay of the Blackstar. Roughly 5 meters beneath the craft laid a small plaza in the darkness of the night, occasionally illuminated by explosion and tracer ammunition from the distance.

"I will land outside of the city and stay at the ready should you require aerial support, Captain. Vox communications with the Empress are heavily distorted. Kill a few greenskins for me, Brothers."