After the incident with Gromsnok's 'shoulda gunna'. There weren't any more notable moments in the fight towards the bridge. It appeared the peak of security had been the kariskins, because the securty after that point mostly consisted of regular guardsmen. None of which were particularly powerful, especially in the face of an onslaught of nobs crashing down on them.<br/><br/>And then... They came upon the command bridge. It was all that you expected from an imperial ship. Communications officers sitting at variosu consoles. A personal bodyguard for the ship captain. And an enormous amount of shiny gubbins to pull off the walls and consoles. Gromsnok never did quite get why humanz always had to stick so much flash on their technology. Orks just slapped some looted console on their gadgitz and called it good.<br/><br/>Of course, a mob of Orks bashing down a security door was quite noticable, so everyone in the room turned towards Gromsnok. A perfect oppurtunity to deliver some intimidation. "Alright ya grotz. Dis 'ere ship is ours now! If ya man up and fight us, we'll kill ya quickly. And if ya're stupid enough to surrender, we'll feed ya to the squigs!" It was quite an unusual threat, but it made sense from the perspective of an ork. fighting was ,after all, the way of life for every ork. So it made sense that they demanded their opponents not deny them the pleasure of a good skrap.<br/><br/>Luckily for Gromsnok's demands, it appeared the human kaptin was in no mood to surrender that day. "I do not know what you are talking about, Xeno scum, but we will never surrender this ship, given to us by the emperor's providence. Prepare to die!" With that said, the captain signaled the officers amnning the consoles around him. With a few quick keystrokes, various ornaments in the bridge suddendly began moving. It appeared the place was filled to the gills with servo turrets. "Now dat there's a git that knows what we orks like best!" Gromsnok shouted excitedly as the fighting burst loose once again.<br/><br/>It was an uphill battle. the bridge's architecture was such that each of the various servo-turrets had an almost 360° field of view. Furthermore, the captain and his guard didn't mess arouind either. Where it looked like a lapse in the machine spirits crossfire was about to happen, they moved to cover the gap in the defence. Gromsnok and his nobs themselves didn't sit around and let this happen though. They had been firing all over the bridge the moment the servo-turrets had popped up. Already, the blood of crewmen caught in the crossfire stained the walls and floor a scarlet red.<br/><br/>The shooting had been going on for relaitevly long when Gromsnok decided it was time to get up close and personal. The large ork burst out from the sparse cover his huge form allowed and charged through the wall of bullets that the servo turrets fired in response. Though Gromsnok sustained a sizable amount of hits in his reckless charge, he also managed to take out quite a few of the turrets with his retaliatory fire. This was the signal the other nobs were waiting for to come out of their entrenchment.<br/><br/>"Concentrate fire on that nob!" The captain shouted in a vain attempt to close the gap in the defence, but alas, there was no stopping Gromsnok anymore. He crashed into the last few defenders of the ship like a bloody hurricane. By the time thoe other nobs hade made their way to their leader, there was scarecely anything left to kill. "So boss... we start lootin now?!" One of the nobs asked. Gromsnok turned to his underling with a wry smile. some remnants of the adrenaline rush still leaving his system. "No, we leave all the shiny gubbins on the wall and go back to waitin."<br/><br/>The nobs looked at their kaptin incredulously. "Boss.. you serious?" One of them asked. "No ya git, that's sarcasm!" Every nob in the room started racking their brain to remember the meaning of the word sarcasm. Finally, the silence was broken by a tiny being's laugh. The surviving shoulda gunna on Gromsnok's shoulder was laughing. "Dey don't get it, do they boss?" The gretchin said to gromsnok. One of the nobs already stepped forward to put the gretchin in his place. "Shut yer trap ya stupid grot!" He shouted in fury. However, he stepped down once he noticed the look Gromsnok was giving him. "Dis 'ere is my grot, and I'm da only one that gets to krump him! And I ain't krumping him yet! He got da joke!"<br/><br/>There were some disapproving grunts from the nobs. They didn't take kindly to being humiliated by a gretchin who then got away scot-free. "Stop complainin ya gitz! Get to lootin!" Gromsnok said as he started looking around for whatever looked like the shiniest and most valuable thing to claim for himself. As he did, the looting kommandos, headed by that kommando nob who thought he was as big and 'ard as vadug, entered the bridge. "Ya kommandos are late to the party, we krumped all dem gitz already! Now that you're here, can ya get this grot off me! I need this 'ere buttons pressed but da mega klaw is in da way!" Gromsnok said this as he gestured towards the ship's mainframe.