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located in Planet Arawath, a part of Only War: 501st Hendrisi Deadland Regiment, one of the many universes on RPG.

Planet Arawath

Planet Arawath is a mining world within the Reike Expanse that has been under Ork assault for three years. Local regiments of the 319th Imperial Legionnaires, 420th Cannabisian Regiment, and 19th Reiker Defense Force are all engaged.

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Character Portrait: 501st Hendrisi Deadland Regiment Character Portrait: Belva Clarette
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It was always an odd sensation, to see ones death moments before it happened. A stray round fired from an Ork covering behind a tank, yelling out his garish screams of Dakka, Dakka, the Ork had not been aiming at her, but a descending trooper far to her right, but the glorious coupling of Ork weaponry and accuracy had the foul hardware spewing rounds in a much, much larger area. The round slammed through Bel's nose, tearing through flesh and shattering skull before it exploded in her head sending bits of bone and brain matter scattering the field below.

Or, it would have, if she hadn't seen it happen moments before. Instinctively tilting her head to the left, the bullet that would have removed her precious grey matter and destroyed her burnt face zipped by harmlessly past her ear. Death avoided, Bel looked down to see the tank still alive and well with the Orks gathered around it, she couldn't help but wonder why they weren't firing at them but instead the others despite how close they were to it. It was odd. Not wanting to test fate again, on the chance she wouldn't get a forewarning of her demise, she accelerated the grav-chut down dropping out of the sky at an accelerated rate.

As she neared the ground, she hit the grav-chut thrusters, gave it a small boost with her mind, landing on the ground with far less.. impact then the others. Bel wasted no time flipping the latches and letting the chute hit the ground, it was bulky and hard for her small frame to run around with, not to mention it made freeing her staff a tiring process. Taking cover behind a crumbling wall that, she assumed, was once part of a corner store, she pierced over the rubble ignoring her handler making landfall as she locked her eyes on the tank and large group of orks that were giving the landing party such a hard time. She could remove it, but it would take it out of her to do so, and they just landed... But it didn't look like anyone deployed had thought to bring in some heavier weaponry, or at least, those that had some weren't nearby.

Bel bit the bottom of her lip in thought, she could easily sneak around it, but that would leave the other guardsmen exposed to be cut down by the tank, but.. taking it out could weaken her against any future adversaries. Decided she didn't like it either way, she tapped on her comm-bead, "Sergeant Solar, this is Clarette, I can destroy the Ork armor, or move around it and make my way to your location, orders?"

Since she didn't like her options, she would let the Sergeant decide what was best for the mission. Of course, she left out that it would tire her out, but when assaulting a tank, there was always that risk. Of course, she had no desire to run up to it and hit it with her staff, which, amusingly, would work well enough as the warp empowered weapon would sheer through the steel like butter, but she would get shot for her troubles. No, she would simply lift it... then drop it again on the Orks cowering next to it.