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the orks kept driving, one of them leveling a AK at the shields and firing in a continuous spray of lead as mazok watched. "huh... welp.. goons will be goons." as he ripped the door off a totaled car, using it as a makeshift shield after holstering his pistol and uttering a warcry as he charged...

Mazok get's out of the car. new helm glowing on his head as he looked at this roman man, then to his own men. "disable the van, minimize damage to the area.. god knows there's already enough." as the orks nodded and gunned the engine, seeking to ram the van as mazok approached the warrior...

Mazok: bank robbery mazok heard the radio report and slapped the ork driving him. "We'z going to da bank down town.. drive sane ya Git." he orders as he readies his weapons, looking to the 3 others in the car. "we'z foighting an armored target, so aim'z for the joints and go to disable...

he nods. looking back. "i'll take point with my men.. do we want to take leaders alive? i don't care either way. just want to know how to word the orders..the boy'z aren't particularly smart so you to be overdetailed with them." he also began sharpening his choppa, the weapon shining with a...

Mazok is quiet in the car, occaisonally looking back on the boy'z behind him to make sure they're fallowing his orders to the letter. also looking at the kid every now and again. eventually he sighed. "well.. i for one hate awkward silences.. soo.. wanna talk about our abilities or something?"...

he looked at amber. "this is someones family trident, i feel it more relates to crooks who kill police and their families. if we find them, let me know." as he got up from the hug, one hand on his choppa. "otherwise the plan is agreeable." as he walked to the car, the other orks just backing off...

Mazok looks at amber, clearly shocked at the battle scars on her then looking at the kid and thomas. "i don't know what's going on with any of this.. i'm just hunting a sub.. so.. let's just shelve.. this matter until the fang is dealt wi... of course." as he looked to the now angry child. he...

at this mazok stepped between them. "ok.. ok... let's just calm down, trident.. put the sword on the ground, it's clearly a trigger item.. put it down and take some deep breaths or whatever relaxes you. thomas.. continue treating the child.." his eyes lock on the said child. "let's put the wings...

he nods. "I just realize if they wanted to kill us they wouldn't have panicked when you emerged, i may a warrior but i don't seek bloodshed for it's own sake. plus i doubt even OA would Employ a child as weak as her, and if she *was* a spy, then she'd have no problem telling us." as he put a...

mazok shrugged. "those boy'z over there are about 10-15 minutes old. but i see your point. if that's what you truly believe. i won't disagree, human children should have the choice if they have talent. but in this case i will concede." he seemed to be thinking with more focus on tactics and...

Mazok gives trident a look, clearly not agreeing with her methods. "i understand sometimes force is needed. but i honestly think gluing a child to a fence is a bit much, even for the the sake of interrogation." as he goes to cut the spider person out. before looking to them. "your a child and...

Mazok heard the thumps, waited a couple seconds. and sighed. "seems we have a stowaway..." as he rolls down the window and looks up to the roof. "you know you coulda just knocked right? i mean the more the merrier right? as they say." before getting out and holding the door. helm scanning her...

'i dunno.. i think it's dakka.. i'm not sure though.." he looked at it. clearly trying to figure out it's purpose. "after i finished the helm i had some materials left over.. so i let my hands work for a little bit.. now.. i have this." @ManofManyRoles

Mazok nods and exits the car, his Boyz fallowing and helping sort through the junk of the yard. grabbing some destroyed communication's equipment and a radar area as Mazok quickly started a fire and began to shape the helmet to fit his own helm.. even though it was made from polymer. as they...

he looks at Thomas, a confused look on his face. "no.. he didn't crush my pelvis, i crushed him.. he just shattered my pelvis with bullets." as he watched the city roll by. "you know.. i always thought cities we're the dumbest thing.. least on this scale.. but theres a kind of beauty to it."...