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    Kushiel looked around the room, remaining silent save for the gentle hiss and din of a motor letting out a quiet whirr in protest. Finally, his communicator clicked, and he sighed. "Where might I be able to remove my helmet? Is there a station or similar apparatus? My air vent seems to have become... Clogged." He lifted his giant gauntlet, pointing a segmented finger at the small slit that laid partially hidden along the underside of his beaked helm.


    (Apologies for being so quiet lately. Hard summer.)

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    "Kushiel, reporting in." Came his deep-voiced reply. The behemoth stood in the hallway, looking down at the door. He awaited for the sorcerer to unlatch the door and allow him in. As he waited, he browsed the various bits of information he had accumulated over the course of their current assignment. Suddenly, the red-tinged optics of his eyelets were lit up with a message, and a pinging rang through his headset. He let out a sigh as he read the alert. The left vent of his helmet's air filtration system had become blocked, and he seemed to be unable to flush the vent out with air. Shutting off the alert, he fixed his attention back to the door. He resolved to take care of it as soon as he was inside the room.


    (Alive once more. It's about time I got back to this. Should be easier, now that school's over.)

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    Kushiel entered the elevator, the lift groaning in protest as a ton's worth of metal and flesh boarded it. He looked at the floor number he had saved, and gave the button marked "20" button a tap. A quiet whine can be heard, growing louder as the motor tries its hardest to lift the elevator and its occupant. The lights dim and flicker in the cabin as slowly but surely, the lift moves upwards. The Astartes sighed, checking the clock on his HUD, watching the minutes tick by as the elevator screeched upwards towards its destination. Finally, with one last cry, the tortured motor stops, having just reached its destination. The doors slowly slide open in a halting fashion, giving the Space Marine just enough breadth to exit. He stepped out of the lift and onto the floor, a muffled clang resounding as the elevator gave a small surge upwards as its great weight had finally left it. Kushiel pulls up his map, taking notes and marking hallways as he heads to their room. He took note of the security cameras, marking down which ones could see the party as they made their way to the villa. "We're being watched." Remarked Kushiel into his comm, eyeing the small orb perched on the ceiling. Eventually, he made his way to the appropriate door, and gave it a quiet knock.

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    Kushiel listened to his squadmate read off the location of their room over their comm unit, marking it silently on his HUD with a series of twitches from the muscles that made up his facial structure. The sudden, brief conversation had interrupted his silent vigilance over the ground floor of the casino, having been absorbed in the task of watching for potential threats. The congregation of voices that formed into the singular voice of the mysterious member known as Legion had unnerved him, probes of worry worming themselves into the back of his mind. Kushiel was part of the Adeptus Astartes, the elite fighting force of the Imperium of Man, an empire forged 40,000 years in the future; a future where Mankind must face against all forms of monster, both from the mortal realm and the realms beyond. The Imperium of Man survived not only why their wits and technological prowess, but also thanks to their fanatic devotion to their leader and savior, the God-Emperor of Mankind; a devotion which could clearly be discerned from the various religious iconography that decorated the venerated green warplate of the massive warrior.


    it was this devotion to his religion that caused him to subconsciously sow the seeds of suspicion in the depths of his consciousness. The Adeptus Ministorum, the official state church of the Imperium, taught it's followers to fear and hate magic, for even the simple association with magic brought the taint of Chaos and the inevitable corruption of the soul, something an Astartes veteran must take great caution in preventing. Armed with this knowledge, Kushiel made another small note on his HUD before giving his helmet's systems the command to cut the power to his vox speaker and his communicator. Now surrounded by the silence that penetrated his helmet, he began to softly recite an orison of protection, thanking the God-Emperor for his protection and humbly asking for his continued safety through the mission he had embarked on. Emboldened by the small act of faith, he ordered his audio systems back online and returned his focus to the casino floor, checking on the small, highlighted forms of his team members in their respective positions.

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    (Well, happy birthday to everyone. Mine just so happened to be last Tuesday, haha.)

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    "Of course. That wasn't meant to challenge your leadership, I was just sharing my opinion on the building." He replies, running through the list of staff he had seen since his entrance. "As for an outfit, there's a girl at one of the tables off in the corner, by the machines." He says, watching the feed of a girl entertaining one of the gamblers at a roulette table near one of the rows of slot machines. "She looks a little bit thicker in the middle, but the height matches." He turns his attention to a small red popup appearing in the left corner of his display. "Also, heads up. The muscle has made an appearance." He said, watching the form of a security guard appear from a door leading deeper into the casino. He gave a look around the floor, before moving off to his post.

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    I think I'll pass on the nuclear creeper.

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    "Understood. I'll see you then." He gave his team member a small salute, before turning and making his way towards the entrance. As he moved through the throng of people coming and going from the establishment, he could hear the occasional gasp or catch a bewildered look from the corner of his eye. He ignored such remarks completely, having no interest in what those around him thought of the armored behemoth. He passed under the brightly lit canopy, noting with surprise that the clearance for both the canopies and the doors were atleast 8 feet. This small display of wealth and grandeur allowed him to pass into the building without the need to stoop down. Once inside, he stopped and took a look around, his display reading off preliminary threat scans. His brow furrowed in displeasure as the forms of the staff members moving through the crowds were highlighted. "This place is a pillar to lust and excess." He remarked to the rest of the party members, stating the obvious. "It would be better if we destroyed it." He stopped by a line of slot machines, checking the area for cameras and security. His helmet pinged off several camera points, the Astartes idly marking them on his map.

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    "Acknowledged." Came his reply, the earpieces fastened to his head inside of his helmet making several soft pinging notices, four in total. He eyed what his HUD was highlighting, and relayed the information back. "Picked up four cameras on the exterior so far. Two are focused on the immediate area in front of the door, and the people using them. The other two are a bit higher up on the building, and it looks like they're watching the streets." He noted the cameras, saving them onto a small schematic of the building he was compiling. So far it only consisted of the front of the building, the cameras showing up as four red blips that rested along white lines representing the walls. Satisfied with his findings, he toggled off the map with a blink of his eyes, and turned his head to Jax. The speaker of his vox communicator crackled as it was powered back to life, the Dark Angel's voice ringing through the soft buzz. "Shall you go first, or shall I?" He asked, looking down at him.

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    The Space Marine nodded to Raven quietly, watching him walk off to the entrance of the casino. He stood a few feet away from jax, the warrior standing like a monolith comprised of decorated metal and cloth. After a few minutes, his voice broke in through the earpieces. "Brother Kushiel reporting in. Comm seems to be working. I have my vox synthesizer shut off, so no word of our conversations will leak through my helmet." His voice sounded smoother and less scratchy than when he normally spoke, now no longer having to have his words filtered through the vox speakers installed in the long, conical nose of his helmet. "I can set up my HUD to detect certain architecture or people and alert me, any faces or places I should keep an eye out for? Other than vault doors and men with guns, of course." He asked, watching the entrance and the people entering and exiting, watching for any sign of weaponry, concealed or otherwise.

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    (Sorry for being so flaky, everyone! Just got settled into my new house, and so I've been busy getting school preperations done and easing into the new routine. I think I can start writing regularly again.)

    The Dark Angel grunted. "I can acquire a uniform." He says gruffly, smashing his enclosed fist into the palm of his large Power Fist, which emanated a dull 'chunk'. "Shouldn't be too hard." His demeanor had changed as soon as they had gotten sight of the hotel, the Space Marine focused almost entirely on completing their objective. "Can you give me the frequency of the radio channel you'll be using? I can tap into it with my helmet's communicators." He says, turning his head to look at the leader of their small band.

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    Kushiel advanced with the rest of the group, stopping to crame his neck upwards and get a good scope of the building. He let out a quiet grunt of conempt at the large, gaudy monument to sin. "I'm assuming that for a building such as this, the vaults we want will be underground?" He asks, watching the throng of people outside the main doors move as people came and went from the building.

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    Kushiel approached the group of heisters, his plated feet clunking to a stop as he greeted the rest of the group. "Reporting in." He states, giving a nod to his groupmembers. "I apologize for my absence lately, my wargear was experiencing mechanical difficulties. Specifically, my Power Fist." He lifted the large appendage at it's mention, gesturing to the backside of the large fist. "There was an energy anamoly that resulted in a 27% power fluctuation during a strike. Had I let it be, there would have been a risk of the power pack detonating, rendering most of my torso into shredded bits." He spoke in a fact-of-the-matter tone, like a person who must deal with a daily annoyance and then proceed to describe it. "Thankfully, I will not be running the risk of detonating in front of my team-members." He said, chuckling quietly. "So, when shall we be off?"

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    (Hello everyone! I really need to apologize for my absence lately. Life's been a bit too much lately, and I haven't found the time or desire to really sit down and go through everything, due to some recent events that have been playing out. However, I do aim to still be a part of the ongoing story I'm with, and I'll do my best to log on more often. I don't know if I'll have the time today to write out a full-fledged reply, especially with all the stuff I've missed, but I'm gonna see if I can't get atleast something in this weekend.)

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