When a plan comes together... (Part 3)

Xylar finished his work and stepped back from the console he had just finished assembling. Reaching out to close the contacts and turn on the device but he stopped. His hand trembled and would not do as he bid. He stood, rigid, feeling the fog descend on his mind again.

He closed his eyes and listened to the rain falling on the roof of the metal building. He could almost hear the whisper in the back of his head. Almost. He knew it wasn't any language he should be able to understand, but he feared he already knew what it meant. Some other will, something alien, was in his head. Focussing, he exerted his will for control of his own mind. Slowly, deliberately, he drove the presence out of him. His own force of will was very strong, but this ... thing was growing stronger again. He had grown used to the pattern. It would grow stronger week by week until it became almost unbearable, he would experience blackouts more and more often. People he would associate or do business with would succumb to it as well, some would disappear - especially if they suspected who he was. When the struggle became too much, he would flee and find a new planet, then the cycle began anew.

And silence falls... - (Part 2)

Mitsuko stood upon the crag and looked up at the stars as the freezing wind whipped about her. It was
strange not to psychically sense home. She'd been in warpstorms before, but this was something else entirely. It was like absolute silence instead of a dull roaring and screaming intermixed that the storms brought on. She imagined that the Navigators were losing their minds about now. Other psykers were probably pretty scared or lost as well. She and her Astropath, Belford, knew this was coming and were prepared for the shock. They did however, expect to stop it. This was her biggest failure in a while.

It had been a long time since she had been duped by another person, and she had lived longer than most. Xylar was, in her defense, an exceptional person. Highly intelligent and inventive, he was a very formidable and dangerous foe. Still, for all his guile, he had been very predictable for the last 15 years, despite his almost supernatural ability to escape at the last moment. This misdirection had come out of nowhere. She had piles of parts manifests, travel documents, correspondence and multiple missing persons reports that all lead her team here.

The Chase - (Part 1)

Mitsuko watched the shuttle soar into the heavens. Her prey had gotten away again. Two more years of
tracking and undercover work gone. How did he keep doing that?. She shrugged almost imperceptibly. She would find him again. For now, she needed to tend to her own.

Some of her crew were wounded, and others were in other locations in an attempt to get ahead of Xylar before he could get to a ship and get off world. He did have a knack for escape in addition to being able to sense a trap, usually at the expense of his own crew. She looked over at the captured and dead crewmates of Xylar's. One was writhing in obvious agony while clutching his head, but didn't have any visible wounds. That's okay. She had that effect on men sometimes.

The Dirty Girls

I pretty much vanished off the planet for a couple of weeks back. I spent pretty much every waking moment painting and crafting, and a fair amount of those were at work.

Sadly I didn't finish everything, but you have to look for it.

Here is my (nearly) completed project!

I had hoped for 'Best Painted' again (Tied for it with my Eldar last month) but someone came a little harder with theirs this time. I still have a lot of work that I could still do on the girls, but I felt what I had was pretty good. Mostly my vehicles need trim and wash work and the display board is a little monochromatic, so I'll probably dash some grass here and there. The 'mud' though, I believe came out quite impressive. There were times when I was working on it that I actually forgot it was paint, glue and flock and thought I was getting mud all over me. Yuck!

I did perform better this round. I went from 18th (with Eldar) in a field of 28 to 17th (with Sisters) and from 1 win to 2. I do believe I'm going to bring the Sisters again for this next round. I have been however, growing more and more in love with Terminators again. I may revisit my Chaos Marines. Especially after obtaining a Chaos Lord in Terminator armor recently.

I've also been working on my Cami-paign alot. More on that to come.

More Sister Projectry

Batches 3 and 4 (the final one) are ready for a final wash, save for a Icon and two chainswords. I finished up hair today.

All that's left is 4 of my vet guard squad and 5 ratlings.

And vehicles, but only one of those isn't painted yet, the rest are all detail.

I think I'm going to make it!

Except for the tourney tray. I may have bitten off more than I can chew there. Details coming.

SistahGirl!

Doll by A6A7 on DeviantArt

The Sisters Project has been back in swing for a few weeks now and chugging along hard core. I have set a goal to have a 2K point force ready for the Atlanta Series Feb 24th tournament.

I've played in the last two events and done fair enough all things considered. Favorite Opponent in the first and (tied for) Best Painted in the second. I played my Chaos Marines the first tourney as the new codex had just come out and rushed to paint them all. In the second tournament I switched to my Eldar for reasons and since they were 95% painted it didn't take much to finish them. Sadly, I don't think I got any photos of them. You'll have to be appeased with some beautiful art I found in the intertubes.