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!!94V8GGifJkU 01/25/12(Wed)15:01 No.17671476Well, as much fun as you've been having on a bike recently, your recent all-too-close encounter with that Pariah has you yearning for something with a bit more protection.
And by a bit more, you mean a whole fucking lot more.
Though you admit, it is a bit odd that the Blood Ravens have a tank painted up in the color of the Black Templar. There is probably a story behind that, you guess.
As you climb onto the tank as quietly as you can, you have fleeting doubts about your ability to drive this. After all, you still remember the recent foray into driving a Chimera. You pause on a rung...
"Nah, I'm a pretty good driver." You shake your head, and scale the rest of the tank.
The hatch is open, and large enough to fit you through. Wasting no time, you start to lower yourself down.
"Just what do you think you are doing in that tank, Grey Knight?!"
A voice from behind you calls out. You turn around in time to see the Blood Raven who yelled, and more of them pouring from their tents at the racket.
You quickly drop down into the tank, smack the control panel until it starts, and jam every lever you can see forwards.
The Predator lurches to a start, and slowly begins picking up speed. The turret is rotating slowly counterclockwise, and there are warning klaxons sounding from inside, but you are moving.
"Thanks for the gift, I like it!" You shout back at the charging space marines, who can't keep up, as you stand up in the hatch and raise a mug you found inside the tank in salute, the turret of the tank still rotating. A mug with the symbol of the Ultramarines on it. Huh...
Well, the chapters probably give each other stuff all the time, you guess. Just like this tank, Black Templars must be less stingy than the Ultramarines who just gave them a mug. |
