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Post by Bryant on Mar 10, 2012 13:00:06 GMT -5
General Tiberius Jackson was on the bridge of Victorum when a Urgent communigue was recieved. The ship's skipper, Commodore Albert Lynch looked over Jackson's shoulder. "What is it sir?" Lynch asked. Jackson read the message over one last time and looked up. He turned to the Commodore and said, "Change course for the Segoe system". "Aye, aye, sir." said the skipper, and he went to chart the route to be taken. Jackson walked over to the astropath, and gave it a message to send.
****Transmission**** To: 511th ATAC From: General Tiberius Jackson, 1st Merican Expeditionary Force
This is General Jackson of the 1st Merican Expeditionary Force. We are en-route to the Segoe system to support the effort there, we will be arriving in 4-days.
THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: ONLY IN DEATH DOES DUTY END
****Transmission Ended****
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Post by buddha on Mar 10, 2012 16:20:09 GMT -5
Flynn crouched down and turned over the soldier, her eyes widening when she saw the colours of the ATAC. 'We may still be in the Imperium' she whispered, relieved.
Removing the softness from her voice, she turned to address her group, 'we are still within the Emperor's Light, though the traitors have escaped us there appears to be a local conflict we can aid. The ATAC are here, which means there will be off world transports'.
She was interrupted by the sounds of lazshots. 'It's coming from over there' Cpt. Matrius said, pointing with his good hand behind the ruins of several buildings.
Without another word the group of soldiers went to investigate.
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Post by nicholls on Mar 10, 2012 18:58:12 GMT -5
“Sarge! Theres a lot of chatter on the vox, it appears the Corilithians and the 1st M.E.F are here! Maybe theres hope after all Sarge!” “Sgt. Doom didn’t respond, his attention was focused on the burning ATAC escape pod in front of him. The gold Aquila with the 3 stars beside it meant that members of the 511th command staff had been inside of it. There were no bodies, just fire, ash and smoke. “Eldar wave serpent 9 oclock!” reported the spotter from the 2 man over watch team. Shaking the image of the burning pod out of his mind Doom ordered his men to form up. “Its time to bring the fight to the xenos. If we’re gonna burn lets burn fighting.” Proclaimed Sgt Doom. “For the Emperor!” the storm troopers sounded off.
The men layed amongst the ash and rubble waiting as the Eldar transport slowly hovered into the killbox. On Doom’s order Pvt. Hudson darted past the right flank and dove for cover. The transport came to a graceful stop as its occupants prepared to disembark to go after Hudson. “Go! Go!” Alfred Doom yelled as he and the 6 remaining Storm Troopers broke cover and surrounded the transport. The sound of the ramp opening cued Sgt Doom as he primed a melta bomb and stuck it to the rear armour plate. “Cover!” he yelled as the melta bomb exploded turning the rear of the transport into molten slag. Immediately the storm troopers brought their weapons to bear and opened fired on the opening the bomb had made. “Cease Fire! Cease Fire!” Doom yelled. Unable to disembark, the Eldar troops inside the transport were trapped in their alien coffin. There was no need to waste ammo, what the bomb didn’t kill, the burning wreckage took care of. “Vox the Corilithians, Castus and MEF the second that there is no interference. Tell them we’re alive and extremely urineed off. Tell them we are heading to the Genesis Star research station.”
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Post by Bryant on Mar 10, 2012 21:02:51 GMT -5
Gunnery Sergeant Pershing stood in the armoury of Victorum, cleaning his Power Sabre, and changing the barrels of his hot-shot laspistol, when he recieved the news. A trooper, who couldn't be more than 18 standard years old, stood in the bulkhead. "Gunny, Colonel Alexanders asked me bring this to you" he said as he walked over to the older guardsman. He handed him a dataslate, with a bionic arm. Pershing looked at the arm, and asked the boy,"How did you get that young man?". The boy looked at him with a pained look, recalling the moment it happened. "The traitors took it on Thanatos sergeant". Pershing looked at him for a moment, then dismissed him. He looked at the slate. It read, Sergeant, prepare your men for war. The 511th ATAC has been attacked in the Segoe system. The ETA is 3-4 days until we arrive in system. Master Sergeant Marston, and Sergeant Major Johnson are getting this message as well.********* Marston finished the message, and woke the rest of his squad to tell them the news. Tonight, the 1st Recon Squad would drink to battle. ********* Sergeant Major Johnson put his slate down, and at the rest of his men, who were either sitting looking at Skin mags, or listening to some metal. It was their time to shine, as the newest squad in the force. His last member reported in, 18-year old Thom Ericsonn. He cleared his throat, and those not listening to metal looked up, the latter having to be punched in the arm. "Looks like we have another hellhole to fight in gentlemen" At that they all cheered, even Ericsonn, who had just got out of the infirmary with a lost arm. ********* Throughout the Victorum, and the 4 other shps in fleet, the sight was the same, guarsmen of Terra's Merican Hive Spires preparing for war.
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Post by kennyjapan on Mar 11, 2012 6:18:28 GMT -5
Matrius peered around the corner to see where the fighting was at and the uniform he saw shocked him, he rubbed his eyes telling himself that it was just the heat.
"it can't be... Castus 1st?... they were lost in the warp long before us... how?...
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Sergeant! Were pinned and surrounded!
*grr tell me something i don't know trooper, if that's all you've got to say get back out there and fight!.... Karl! get a transmission out that we need assistance.... to think we'd get caught in one of these damned xenos traps, they'll pay in blood when we get out.*
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Post by nicholls on Mar 12, 2012 0:34:19 GMT -5
“Armstrong you SOB.” Vaselisin laughed sarcastically as he listened to the vox transmissions. Unable to reply due to atmospheric interference, General Vaselisin and Lt. Harding listened to the battle groups vox chatter with growing anticipation.. Vaselisin checked his pistol; there was still an adequate charge. It wasn’t all hopeless. Using the wall to hold himself up as he walked, the two men found themselves at the rear entrance of research building 2.
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Post by Lord General Armstrong on Mar 12, 2012 4:07:18 GMT -5
The lead Devil Dog slammed through an ash mound, throwing a cloud of soot in all directions. It's heavy dozer blade craving a path along the chard ground, the tanks commander looking on his tac map while the vehicle jolted over the uneven earth.
"All right two kilometers in till ATAC last marked locations."
"Sir, picking up contacts."
"Defensive formations, get the vehicles encircled I don't want our rear armour facing."
"Picking up aerial contacts, Eldar Eagle bombers!"
"All attached Hydra batteries open up." The commander moved into the turret basket and lifted up his driver canopy mounting himself onto the cupola heavy stubber. He fiddled with the bolt and pulled it back hard as he chambered a round, then proceeding to attempt to line up his target as he pulled the trigger. The stubber rounds began to dart across the sky, a few seconds had past then the Hydras long barreled autocannons filled the sky full of flak.
But it was the Eldar who were always faster, the squadron weaved and their holo shields dispersed the shots. The Eldar targets waited for their runes to glow signaling their required lock on, the bomb bays opened and the powerful sonic charges struck the earth filling the area with an eerie display of light and noise disrupting the Imperials very make up.
"Out of those Chimera and get into those buildings, move, move, move." A dozen armoured transport ramp dug themselves into the ash sicken dirt as roughly a hundred guardsmen ran across the unforgiving terrain into a series of structures across the street. The Hydra batteries contiued their pursuit eventually claiming an Eldar craft forcing them to withdraw.
"They know were here now, be prepared for anything. We continue in 5."
"Sir, I think they always knew we were here."
"Shut it trooper."
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Post by krasimirova on Mar 12, 2012 6:33:36 GMT -5
Is there any structure to this..? Or is it just people going to town with random bits of fluff..?
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Post by kennyjapan on Mar 12, 2012 11:37:45 GMT -5
****Transmission**** To: Anyone From: Corporal Karlson, Castus 1st
We need assistance, we're pinned down, it seems we're at the eastern edge of the spaceport
*Cut it out Karl, atmospheric situation means no one will get the transmission, save the battery*
Might as well try sergeant?
*I said cut it out Karl, get back out here and help hold them xenos off*
Yessir
****Transmission Ended****
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Post by buddha on Mar 12, 2012 17:54:18 GMT -5
The Eldar Guardian bearing down on the prone Castus trooper was suddenly ripped to shreds. The trooper looked up in amazement as the slim xenos was replaced by a large human bedecked in primitive tattoos and battle trophies. His breastplate looked to have traveled the length of the galaxy with him in it, a red space marine pauldron was chained to one shoulder and the other shoulder was bare.
The human held his archaic heavy bolter by the carry handle while offering the still shocked soldier the other. He allowed himself to be hauled to his feet and the strange man picked up his lasgun and handed it to him.
'Greetings' the man said, 'We're new here. Who are you, who's the enemy and can the Emperor still see us?'
'Um...' the Castus trooper replied, the stranger's heavy accent stumping him. Just then he spotted the officer standing behind the primitive. He was shocked to see a badly worn out Castus uniform.
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Post by kennyjapan on Mar 12, 2012 18:48:55 GMT -5
'Castus 5th?... wh.. what are you guys doing here?'
"Well lets say we got ourselves in a little pickle not long after you guys, anyway, who's in command?"
'Se..Ser...Sergeant Lionus, Sir'
"Lionus? your kidding right, that old hag's still alive? aww hell... now im going to be shouted at repeatedly for my uniform being so shabby" Looking around Matrius saw the Galeans giving Matrius the odd look "my old Sergeant from when i was a cadet... hard as nails and just as grumpy he could break somethi.....
*Matrius, who are you calling grumpy eh? Private!, get down and gimme twenty, i won't have backchat from you especially Mischief Maker 2, saying that.. .wheres Mischief Maker 1? Huh? and wheres my press ups boy? Don't think you can stroll in here after all this time and get away from me just cause you and Mischief Maker 1 got transferred to the 5th! And you have the cheek to steal a commanders Captain Rank Slides!? that's another 50 there just for that! Oi, are you listening to me boy!?
"I told you he was grumpy, hey old man, who says i stole these? ill have you know im a Captain now... i see your still a sergeant, so why don't we have some fun and you get down and give me twenty? And Mischief Maker 1 is with the rest of the Castus 5th... wherever they are. Oh Mischief Maker 1 was Johnson" Matrius quickly answering Flynn's ever increase look of confusion
*Hah, you a Captain, what kind of game you trying to play huh MM2!?, hah you a Captain, now your gonna turn around and tell me MM1's a damned..errr..a..err.a..a..a Lord Marshall or something!*
"yeah... about that... Johnson is... a Lord Marshall...., Hey Flynn, tell this sad old man that im a Captain and that Johnson's a Lord Marshall, come you to Duga and McKenzie will tell you... right guys?"
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Post by buddha on Mar 13, 2012 14:30:43 GMT -5
Flynn stepped up to the Castus sergeant. 'Matrius's court marshall for impersonating an officer can wait Sergeant, right now we have larger concerns. I need to know where in the Imperium we are, how long you have been fighting here, what the stakes are and who is in command.'
'And who are you, to require that information?' the sergeant asked dismissively.
'1st Liutenant Ariel Flynn of the Galean 21st and commanding officer of the Éiren Guard Shock Troops' she snapped, 'now answer my questions or I'll have my friend eat you.'
Before the sergeant could voice his disbelieve, a massive explosion interrupted them as a Wave Serpent blasted a Lascannon crew out of the building above them.
'Scratch the interrigation' Flynn said, ducking for cover, 'McKenzie, take Lynch and get that Lascannon back up, but don't let them see you until I signal to fire. Duga, take your men and get that Serpent's attention, lead it into the square opposite us.'
Matrius and the sergeant shouted orders to the Castus as the Galeans dispersed.
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Post by kennyjapan on Mar 13, 2012 16:17:14 GMT -5
"argh damn and hell, things were going dandy till you and your friends turned up MM2"
*You blame me for everything don't you sarge?* puffed Matrius as he and Lionus ran back to the temporary command rubble pile to give out orders.
"i only blame you all the time 'cause your the one to be blamed all the time!"
*hmph, just keep runnin old man, oh an if i were you i'd listen to Flynn, she aint joking about Duga eating you... he really will...and where the hell are we?*
"Some planet in the Segoe System? We're only here cause it was en route to some Osan Bae, appren.."
*Osan Bae? your going to Osan Bae?, well im coming with you, ill talk to Flynn, if her guys don't show up here she'll be able to get a ship to get her group back to the fight or Galea... this is exellent.... wait... why are you going to Osan Bae?*
"Your buddy MM1's parrently ordered his battlegroup back to Calthanos, so we're gonna go there and hitch a ride, woulda thought you would know what Johnson's doing."
*Hey we got separated, not my fault.*
"Either way i hope your friends know what they're doing, that Lascannon's the only heavy weapon we've got left, the Leman Russ Conqueror's damaged and so out of action."
*don't worry Lionus, these guys are a blast....*
From above the Lascannon fired and the Wave Serpent rippled with the hit before collapsing to the ground
*literally....*
****Transmission**** To:Any Imperial Forces From: Sergeant Lionus
We have fended off the attack, is there anyone that requires our assistance?
****Transmission Lost due to atmospheric disturbance****
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Post by buddha on Mar 15, 2012 16:22:02 GMT -5
McKenzie picked through the remains of the Wave Serpent, looking for anything a human could use. The bodies he ignored, leaving them for Duga and his Maneaters. They seemed to enjoy the Eldar, but McKenzie thought it too tough and stringy. He found nothing of military interest and returned to the Imperial camp, where Sergeant Lionus was explaning the situation to the Galeans.
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Post by Bryant on Mar 17, 2012 14:54:23 GMT -5
As the dropship descended through the atmosphere, Colonel Miller anxiously awaited the ramp's opening, so he could smite the Emperor's enemies. "1 minute to landing sir!" shouted back the pilot. The dropship landed, and the platoon with him undid their drop safety harnesses. They formed up into columns and marched out of the craft. Once the platoon was diembarked, the dropship lifted up and left. Miller moved the platoon out, and they advanced. After 15 minutes of moving through the terrain, they came upon an ATAC escape pod. As they moved towards it, they saw movement to their left flank. As Miller moved towards the area, there was a thud. He turned to see a trooper, Corporal Johnson, laying in a pool of his blood. An Eldar Ranger stood at their right, but darted down before they could get off a shot.
Knowing that Johnson couldn't be saved, Miller walked over and took his dogtags, anddistributed his ammo and grenades. With a bit more security now, Miller walked over to the pod, and opened the door. Inside was a man, presumably unconsious.
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Post by nicholls on Mar 17, 2012 17:52:02 GMT -5
“I can’t go on.” Vaselisin groaned. His skin was pale and his lungs burned tremendously. The coughing had stopped and but Vaselisin’s condition had worsened. He wheezed as his lungs failed. “Here, take the beacon. Armstrong said he was inbound. He’ll find you, go.” Vaselisin slumped to the ground outside of research building 2. Lt. Harding watched as Vaselisin primed a grenade and drew his bolt pistol. “GO find Alandus, Find the farseer and get out of here!” Vaselisin suddenly pointed his pistol at over Hardings shoulder. An Eldar Striking scorpion dropped as the bolt detonated in the xenos forehead. Harding followed his orders and ran for his life into research building 2. The last thing Lt. Harding heard was the shreak of the scorpions and Vaselisin’s grenade go off..
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Post by Lord General Armstrong on Mar 18, 2012 19:11:29 GMT -5
To: Lord General Armstrong From: Lieutenant Sabious
Search and rescue teams have found several ATAC life pods, we have picked up a few stragglers and have gathered the bodies for burial. We have determined the whereabouts of primary VIP and are sending the fast attack vehicles to investigate. Meanwhile the Eldar continue to harass my forces the hydra batteries have confirmed 15+ eagle bombers and the Hellhounds and their attached variants have dispatch numerous infantry and wave serpent attacks.
Auspex is picking up survivors and the infantry are moving to assist lets hope we have found our prize.
In The Emperor We Trust. Signed, Lieutenant Sabious Corilithian Battlegroup
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Post by Bryant on Mar 21, 2012 20:39:04 GMT -5
The man had a olive green uniform on, which had the rank insignia of a captain. despite that, there was little to no medals or ribbons located on it. "Keller, secure the VIP." he barked at a trooper. He walked over to Lance Corporal Autumn, his command squad's comms trooper, and picked up the mouthpiece of the vox-unit. "This is 1st Lieutenant Miller of The 1st Merican Expeditionary Force, I have secured a Captain...." he railed off as he looked at the ID tag on the man's uniform, "Plinks. We will bring him to the nearest ATAC unit". He looked at his data slate, and looked for the nearest ATAC unit, a stormtrooper squad led by SGT. Alfred von Doom, currently at the Genesis Star Research Station. He looked up, and made sure that Plinks was secured in a stretcher, and, satisfied that he was, barked the command. "Misfits, we're moving out!" ******************* In the drop bay of the Victorum, a set of 5 modified drop pods prepared for descent. Out of Universe: DUN, DUN, DUNDUNDUN, DUNNNNNNNNAH!
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Post by kennyjapan on Mar 23, 2012 18:27:32 GMT -5
****Transmission**** To: Imperial Forces From: Captain Matrius
Apologies for our recent radio silence, it seems we hit a large patch of sun spot. We are currently moving towards a small row of hangers, seem to be some sort of aircraft hangers, possibly on the outskirts of the Starport. We are low on ammo and supplies, is there anyone in the area we can link up with and re-supply?
Captain Matrius, Castus 1st Battlegroup Alpha
****Transmission Ended****
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Post by buddha on Mar 24, 2012 21:03:17 GMT -5
Flynn rode atop one of the Castus Chimeras as they made their way to the hangers, her face a mask of calm. She had decided against riding below in the troop compartment with Matrius, Duga and Sergeant Lionus, believing the risk of snipers was preferable to a confinded space with the unwashed officers.
The open air and solitude allowed her to think about her predicament. She had learned from the sergeant that the 573rd Pacificus Army Group had been deployed to the Eastern Fringe as reinforcements for an expected Tau assault, that was on the other side of the Segmentum. Even if she had transport it would take them at least a year to rejoin them.
She ducked her head through the turrent and spoke to Lionus, 'Sergeant, I've decided my group will join the Castus 1st for this campaign, where is your commanding officer?'
The Sergeant cast a glance at Duga, who was doing his best to unnerve him by staring intently at him and licking his lips, and answered, 'he should be at the hangers, Liutenant. That's our rally point.'
'Very well' she replied, 'I will speak to him then'.
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Post by kennyjapan on Mar 25, 2012 5:36:29 GMT -5
With the Chimera inside the hanger and the remaining men forming a perimeter the Officers left the confines of the Vehicle.
"So, where's this commanding officer of yours" Flynn asked, obviously confused at the completely barren warehouse.
*Well Ma'am, if you mean the Castus 1st Commanding Officer, your looking at him, ive been in charge for the last decade, sorry if you were expecting more, also don't expect any Castus Reinforcements, this is all we've got left, 5 squads all barely at full strength, 2 Chimeras and Leman Russ Conqueror. IF you mean the commanding officer of this Campaign, well i have absolutely no idea where he is. Either way we need to link up with someone's forces as soon as possible, we won't survive a week at our strength, you se..."
'Sush, i think we're being watched, storage room, right hand side, 3rd door along' If Lionus was annoyed about being cut off he was not as annoyed to see Matrius wearing his prized Full Face Visor which he kept locked in a decorated box. Matrius signaled 2 of the squads to come with him and also nodded at Flynn and McKenzie, still making a point of not looking at the door.
'Right all teams, we're gonna search these rooms, one after the other' shouted Matrius, this had the desired effect of he instantly felt the gaze leave. 'ok' he continued in a quieter voice ' breach but watch your fire, there is the possibility of them being ATAC survivors'
With the team in place McKenzie placed a charge on the door lock and Matrius barged it open the second after the quiet explosion that was emitted from the door. As Matrius opened the door he caught sight of ATAC Uniforms. 'DON'T SHOOT, DON'T SHOOT, WE'RE FRIENDLIES!'
"state who you are, your ranks, regiment and the number of you!"
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Post by khan on Aug 1, 2012 4:17:39 GMT -5
" He still appears to be alive captain, but his vitals are very weak. " "Load him on the transport and take him back to the thunder hawks with the rest of the survivors." "Whatever the Eldar were looking for on this fireball world, they got it. It looks like they didn't get much resistance from these guard." "I still sense a presence in the warp my Khan, close by." said Storm Seer Usun. "A farseer?" inquired Khogin. "Yes." the Storm Seer replied. "Standard defensive positions!" ordered Khogin. The ten space marines dismounted from their bikes and stalked off into the smoldering rubble. Khogin crouched beside Usun and drew his bolt pistol, both marines strained their augmented senses to detected the faintest movement or scent. Suddenly Usun stood up with is arms up defensivelyas if he was trying to shield himself from a tremendous force pushing against him. "Emperor's protection" Usun bellowed as he struggled to repel the Eldar curse. Usun's skills were tested to their limits as a blue psychic shield surrounded him. The blue energies crackled and pulsed as the static energy built up all around the White Scar Storm Seer. "3 round bursts! All sectors" Khogin ordered recognizing that Usun was in a fight for his life and they still had no idea where the psychic attack was coming from. The squads bolt pistols immediately began to fire, their mass reactive shells detonating in the darkness as they hit walls and debris. A flicker of movement to left of Khogin caused him to fire a short burst across his chest with lightning quick reflexes attributed to the Astartes extensive muscle and nerve implants. The first two rounds missed their mark but the third round struck true detonating in the Eldar sorcerors chest in a splash of blood and sinew. Immediately the force pushing against Usun ceased as the lower half of the the Eldar slumped to the floor, its torso splattered amongst the rubble.
"Captain, the guardsman is gaining consciousness." reported Apothecary Gurin. Khogin walked over to the wounded officer who appeared to be breathing aided by the the rebreather provided by the Apothecary. Khogin inspected the man's uniform, under a series of colorful battle decorations on his left breast was the name Vaselisin. "General Vaselisin, I am Khogin Khan, captain of the 5th company White Scars, it appears someone very important feels that Calibrion is no place for you to die." Vaselisin blinked in response and nodded his head at the Astartes captain even though the raging fires on calibrion could not match the burning his heart felt for his lost men. The entire 511th ATAC had been decimated. Vaselisin would rather die than live another second with the disgrace of a failed campaign. Reading the burnig expression on Vaselisin's face Khogin knelt down beside the officer and said, "We go to Cadia the Emperor needs us. You will avenge your brothers there." With that Apothecary Gurin loaded Vaselisin aboard the waiting razorback transport. As the rear ramp of the transport closed Vaselisin looked out at the firery rubble of planet Calibrion for the last time. The last thing Vaselisin remembered was the the rear door shutting as the anesthesia provided by Apothecary Gurin sent him spiraling into unconsiousness.
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