For the Emperor

[imetaspacemarineonce]

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[In the 40th millenium, there is only war. So the fighting prompt is the FIRST prompt instead of the last one.

The enemy artillery has moved on, finally, past the trench the remains of the 203rd Cadian were hiding in, only to be replaced by the quieter but still alarming rumble of the enemy ground forces incoming. As soon as she was reasonable confident they weren't about to be shelled into goo, though, Mira sprang out of the dirt and shouted.]

Don't sleep all day! Up and at them, lads, before they get bored and go home!

[The Imperial Guardsmen that still could sprouted up from the ruins of the trench and charged, lasguns sending cracks of deadly light across the battlefield and into the oncoming enemy force.

Are you charging along side her? Are you charging AT her? Either way, prepare for a whole lot of people to die horribly.]

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[After a battle, in the mess hall of the 203rd Cadian regiment's transport ship. Losses were over 40%, but the Imperial Guard are still in high spirits, somehow. Mira raises a toast to the survivors.]

Here's to the best damn regiment this side of Terra itself! Ten million orks, traitor legions, and we sent 'em both packing with sweat and blood and lasguns! You do the impossible every damn day so that humanity is still around tomorrow to look death in the face and spit in its eye!

[A hearty cheer comes back.]

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[In some hypothetical RP. Mira is looking at something utterly mundane, let's say a park, in confusion.]

Who designed this? The sight lines are all blocked off by those trees! A whole Leman Russ could hide in there and we wouldn't be able to get a clear shot at it until it was driving right down our throats.

[She dragged both hands down her face before looking over at you.]

I've always wanted peace, but now that I have it I find it to be a very strange thing indeed.

Comments

[hungry_for_justice]

[Imperial guard, even Cadians, can't be allowed to reach the enemies first. Not when the Sisters of Battle have taken the field. The fact that the artillery barrage that just ended was a Tau missile battery ceasing fire so their own Kroot allies could advance, is immaterial. So is the fact that hovertanks are forming the spearhead, moving far faster than any imperial armor could hope to keep up with. (not that there are any tanks here, they're all at least a kilometer behind the trenches in vehicle parks.) That is what the Emperor provided melta weapons for, so charge in and use them! And if the Tau themselves use their heretical plasma guns to rip everyone apart from long range, then the Sisters will give them bolter fire and....probably die bravely.

One sister Superior however is leading her sisters in a way that shows that she had tactical acumen as well as faith in the Emperor's protection. Even as Tau plasma and railguns answer the Imperium's weapons, she holds the vital hinge between the Sister's charge and Mira's unit, preventing the two lines from becoming uncoupled as the power armor of the sisters allows them to outperform mortal men. In fact, it might be starting to look as though the main body of the Sisters is dangerously far forward.]

Conserve your ammunition! Take aimed shots, and let the Emperor guide them, do not make him grant each of you a miracle!