Re: The Adbot's Revenge!
(Little bit of assumption here, change what you need.)
“You got the orks to owe you a favour.” Says the skeleton, incredulously. “How could you- …that would take- …I don’t think there’s much that could illustrate the differences in our approach more than that.” The skeleton spends a moment trying to decide whether helping Grave was too risky to do or too useful to pass up… and then sighed, announcing his decision with “The Tau are really going to stick it to us when they find out we helped you contact orks...”
He began pushing buttons and entering codes into terminals, then finally calling up someone and clearing his use of the satellites. “It took us years to get them to even let us near a battlesuit…” he says, though it’s easy to tell he’s just putting on a show and not really annoyed. A nearby screen changed from diagnostics to a world map, and with a few more inputs into a terminal, the skeleton had zoomed to the forest Grave had noted was the likely location. He zoomed onto the image and began searching for anything – and then found what was basically a huge rock, covered in scrap and partially covered by the trees. “Yeppp… that’s definitely the orks. We should have got it on the way in... systems must have confused it with a meteor. For good reason…” he hissed out a breath. “That’s going to be a nasty infestation, one way or the other.”
There was suddenly another being in the room, behind the skeleton. It looked different from the normal Lurker suits, having an actual human-shaped design. It seemed entirely robotic, but somehow had a soul anyway.
“Rhomus, you asshole! You called me for transport?” It said, causing the skeleton to jump out of it’s- oh. Err, never mind.
“Sram! Nox, was that entirely necessary?” said Rhomus, still somewhat startled.
“When I get called away to ferry some fucking meatbag around like a taxi?” Nox said, angrily while bearing down on the Rhomus, who slowly shrunk away. “Yes, it’s entirely necessary.” The robotic man moved over to Grave, extending a hand, though he was hardly being friendly. “Come on, shit-sack. You’ve wasted enough of my time as is.” He ended the sentance with a giggle that contained only creepiness.
