BladeSwinga

It's hard. Seeing you, I'm reminded of the time we had before, where lunches were anticipated for more than food and we searched desperately for time together. Your smile still bewitches me, and glances from you make my heart jump. Almost every little thing you do reminds me of why we were together, and leaves pangs of sadness and loneliness now that we're not. I know you feel similar, with the summer's parting words, and that your reasons still stand. But that doesn't stop me wishing to once again have what we once had. It's hard, missing you, When you're right there next to me.

 I kneel next to Kashii's broken form, unsure of what to do. More Diezens were apparently on their way here, probably to take revenge for the portal that was all but gone now. Erica's crusader was nearly, if not, empty and I didn't have any more ammo. I wasn't sure I knew how to reload the gun if I had to. The Order of the S'Vacian were here, along with Erica and J6, but Kashii seemed concerned about the coming Diezens. “I can see where I'm getting the crystals from, but where do I put them? In your other body, I mean,” I ask Kashii. I didn't think I'd be able to ask him if lead was flying. “There will be a circular assemb

The Chaos Space Marine warband known as The Witchers came to be when Nemarian, an esteemed Librarian of the Relictors chapter, came into contact with a Chaos Artefact known as The Thirst. This long handled dagger was cerimonious in design and Tzeentchian in nature, whispering promises of knowledge and power in the established Librarian's mind. His training allowed him to resist for a while, but even on campaigning on distant worlds, The Thirst kept calling. After three standard Terran years, he snuck into the chapter reliquary and beheld the tainted artefact. Simple in appearance, the weapon's inner magics were as complex as the plots of Tzee

  The Order of the S'Vacian, Erica and I finally find somewhere suitable for the supply drop they called for; an intersection where almost all of the buildings near it had collapsed. “If the Diezens decide to attack us here, we will have an easy time of dispatching them. They can't hide in the buildings, and are level with us, making them easy prey for our crusaders and heavy crusaders,” Orion elaborated on why this was a good spot, “Plus, the supply drop can be made safely here. Squad Orion, we hold here!” The order took up defensive positions at all points of the intersection, with Lord Argus and Sergeant Orion stayi

 The pilot and I trudge through the empty street, the sounds of the S'Vacian's battle ringing out behind us. We were looking for a good place to bunker down, where we had some cover and a commanding arc of fire for the heavy crusader the pilot was lugging around. I was carrying a half empty ammo box and an energy blade, with the crusader pistol tucked into my belt. “There,” he indicates a crater in the side of the street. I nod, and we make our way into it. It was long enough to accommodate a small car, but nothing more. “Looks to have been made by artillery. How they got that here in the opening stages of the assault is bey