"While your solution has a certain simple Gordian elegance to it," Bile said, watching the bridges fall into the chasm, "it lacks that practical flair. Had you listened to me, Warboss... Warboss?"
Fabius looked left, and then right. Orks shouldn't disappear this easily, they had no understanding of stealth. Then, behind him, the sound of a very unhealthy engine firing and turning over...
The Orks, piled into the back of their trukk, waved weapons and rude gestures at Bile as they passed him. The trukk hit the ramp already travelling at near-top-speed, sending the logs flying all over the Allergic Cliffs, and giving the vehicle just enough height to carry it over the chasm...
"See yaz later, Chaos-boy!" the Warboss called out, as the trukk landed on the other side. "We'll bring yaz back a souvenir!"
Bile stared in disbelief as the trukk roared off towards the stone guardians, wondering briefly how he could have misjudged the situation so badly. Well, no more auxilliaries, he'd come back with a full force of Noise Marines and Thousand Sons, and he'd unleash the unending might of Chaos on any Ultramarine or Ork or pizza troll that got in his way...
...except that the bridges were down, and probably wouldn't be back up any time soon.
Fabius sat against the tree on his side, burying his face in his hands, and pledging three things to himself - that the New Man would be psychologically unable to drive a truck; that he would never work with Orks again; and that no matter how long he lived (forever, preferably), he would never mention his attempts to capture Zoombiniton to a soul.
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Fabius looked left, and then right. Orks shouldn't disappear this easily, they had no understanding of stealth. Then, behind him, the sound of a very unhealthy engine firing and turning over...
The Orks, piled into the back of their trukk, waved weapons and rude gestures at Bile as they passed him. The trukk hit the ramp already travelling at near-top-speed, sending the logs flying all over the Allergic Cliffs, and giving the vehicle just enough height to carry it over the chasm...
"See yaz later, Chaos-boy!" the Warboss called out, as the trukk landed on the other side. "We'll bring yaz back a souvenir!"
Bile stared in disbelief as the trukk roared off towards the stone guardians, wondering briefly how he could have misjudged the situation so badly. Well, no more auxilliaries, he'd come back with a full force of Noise Marines and Thousand Sons, and he'd unleash the unending might of Chaos on any Ultramarine or Ork or pizza troll that got in his way...
...except that the bridges were down, and probably wouldn't be back up any time soon.
Fabius sat against the tree on his side, burying his face in his hands, and pledging three things to himself - that the New Man would be psychologically unable to drive a truck; that he would never work with Orks again; and that no matter how long he lived (forever, preferably), he would never mention his attempts to capture Zoombiniton to a soul.