Keal suddenly turned as someone approached. He listened and shoved the receiver away, turning fully and standing.
"Trooper, our array is down, we don't even have contact with our own. It's not going to get through. Do you know how bad it is out there? I didn't even know the fleet was here yet... You are here to reinforce us right?"
"It's Sergeant. Sergeant Keal Brathen. Anyway, I had to try. We are trapped in by 'Nids here, the least I can do is try to contact my Commander. I know how bad it is, I was sent in to find and support the Dreadnought. It's not every day I get an assignment like that. Now that I've found him, myself and my team just have to listen to his orders. And frankly, since my orders are to find a vox, I might as well try. I'm just more surprised none of the mech-heads around here have fixed one yet. It's bad enough out there even with the ability to call for support. The only thing holding the Imperials back from bombing the shit outta this world are the nobles. Fucking nobles... So, who are you, and where's your arm?"
"Trooper, our array is down, we don't even have contact with our own. It's not going to get through. Do you know how bad it is out there? I didn't even know the fleet was here yet... You are here to reinforce us right?"
"It's Sergeant. Sergeant Keal Brathen. Anyway, I had to try. We are trapped in by 'Nids here, the least I can do is try to contact my Commander. I know how bad it is, I was sent in to find and support the Dreadnought. It's not every day I get an assignment like that. Now that I've found him, myself and my team just have to listen to his orders. And frankly, since my orders are to find a vox, I might as well try. I'm just more surprised none of the mech-heads around here have fixed one yet. It's bad enough out there even with the ability to call for support. The only thing holding the Imperials back from bombing the shit outta this world are the nobles. Fucking nobles... So, who are you, and where's your arm?"