Team AWith that bit of juvenile stress relief out of his system, Jim heads back outside and looks around for any other likely spot people may be hiding in.
Hmm, well, they gathered in a fairly large building here, the largest one on the street actually. It makes sense that if there are other people around, or at least other groups of people, that they would gather in large buildings as well. Probably not on this street though, on the other streets.
Jim, we should probably at least check in each place on our way back, make sure there's no stragglers.
Check through the buildings, making my way back to the elevator as I do.
Just gonna ignore all the other streets eh?
[Team A Medic - Mesk]
Sweep the remaining area.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are..."
There are several more streets left so you head to the connected street on the right and start looking around. About halfway down the road is a rather large apartment building looking thing on which someone has hung a banner proclaiming "NOT SICK". Huh.
TEAM B"We don't know what happened exactly, but we think that some people who didn't like him revolted and killed him."
[Team B Leader=Milno]
"If you feel like telling them more, just tell them what we know: that the prison escapees did it. Killed the governor, his daughters and his staff as well as the security forces." Milno pointed out.
Just wait for the results of diplomacy.
A
Jim
Simus
Bruce
Mesk
Ashley
B
Milno
Lars
May
Thomas
Kyle
"We don't know what happened exactly, but we think that some people who didn't like him revolted and killed him."
Sing the praises of the HMRC Pantheon over squad coms.
((Not too much else to do while waiting for negotiation to happen))
While the rest of the team waits and or sings improvised hymns over the radios, Thomas continues to talk to the men in the building.
They mummer to each other and to themselves.
"Dead?"
"Bastard deserved it."
"Too bad about his aids."
"Never thought I'd see the day..."
Eventually the man with the gun pressed to your head steps back and lowers his weapon.
"Are you sure the way is safe? We're not taking our families through a minefield."
Team C Stacy, Team C Button-Misser, Inside Radio Building.
"Ooh, poor fella. Shot himself, looks like. And he was courteous enough to leave a recording! I tell you, Pancaek, we simply do not give these people the credit they deserve! Let's hear that recording, eh?"
Let's hear that recording, eh. Step back a bit after pressing the play button or nearest equivalent. Watch out for plague, mutant or plague-mutant treachery.
[Aux:5]
You scan the console for a moment before finding the playback button and hitting it. For about ten seconds there is nothing but silence before there's the sound of something moving, the mike being bumped and then an out of breath voice comes on.
"They said that the Shost Memorial was going to send up doctors to help deal with the sick here. And they did. And now half the damn block is on fire. To anyone still out there, the survivors are heading toward the outer streets. They're going to try to stop them in the alley's between the main streets. If you can hear this, get out there. We've..." you can hear the speaker move, get out of his chair and go somewhere else in the room. He comes back a minute or two later.
"I can hear em moving down stairs and the door's already hot. I think. I think I'm just gonna put on some music and wait them out."
Pancaek - team c - radio building
"Oh sweet, a trophy!"
"You better have some fething loot on you, dead man"
Take the pistol, check the chamber and magazine for ammo. attempt to see what kind of pistol it is. check the mans pockets and person for stuff.
"shot himself? In the sternum? I do believe this was a murder, not a suicide. Be careful with that recording, little spoon, might be a trap."
A horrible thought got into Pancaeks mind so he checks if the man's sternum hole is a gunshot wound
The pistol is just a standard civ gauss, and empty at that. You toss it back under the table before looking at the man's chest. You're no ballistics expert, in fact your knowledge of the subject comes almost entirely from corpses you or someone you know create, but this whole looks like a bullet hole. Entry hole that is, there doesn't seem to be an exit wound.
As for the man's person he doesn't have much on him except for a photograph of himself and what appears to be a wife and children tucked into a wallet along with a currency card and Id.
Name:Flint/Deeper Scum - Team C - Housing block C, Approaching the goblin dark fortress
"Well, I'm going in, wish me luck."
Enter the building, shield up. Check the room for hostiles. Continue shouting non-threats like:"Please, don't do anything foolish.", "Don't shoot we mean you no harm." and "We are here to help."
@Stacy:"Once you're done exploring, see if you can broadcast our intentions through the radio. Maybe someone is still listening." After some thought Flint added:"...And by "our intentions" I mean our intentions to help these people, not shoot them and loot their homes." Normally such a clarification was unnecessary, but you can never know with the HMRC.
You see the thing moving again, and head up into the burned out home after it. You slowly check the rooms, keeping an eye out for movement. As you enter a large, burnt out room you see something dart between two ruined pieces of furniture, an ash colored shadow, almost invisible. It looks like a child.
Wait for Feyri and Flint to check the house. Send blatant lies.mp3 to Pancaek's and Stacy's wristpad in case they're too lazy busy do make their own recording.
You send your MP3 out for The rest of your team, just in case, and then sit tight, stretching sore muscles. This mission has been going on a while.
Team D Check the old guy for anything he might have on him, everything other than a horrible virus. I don't want that. Examine whatever he has that looks useful or informative.
((Between hangovers and weird schedules myself, a couple of clues never goes astray.))
You find a minidatapad on his person and immediately begin reading through it. It has absolutely nothing helpful on it.
"What the hell man, I though all civilians kept detailed journals about current events!"
((This post coming at you from a tropical island off the coast of QLD in Australia, the home of my grandparents and my current holiday location!))
"Stop waving that thing in my direction, I don't want a new hole where one is not required in my body. Especially not with the plague thing around. The building's clear, so let's move on before we get ourselves killed or something."
Head to the house next to the one that Lukas is going to check and knock on the door for that one. Make sure to stand to the side and behind the doorframe when I do so, incase someone shoots through the door.
You knock on the door of the house next to the one the non-human wrecking ball is eying up. There's no sign of movement or noise or bullets ripping through your spine.
Team D - Lukas
Lukas dusts himself off. "That house is cleared...And redecorated."
Move on to next house. Knock first.
[str:3+2]
You rap ever so justly on the door of the next house. Nothing happens. Damn, it's so freaking hard not to break things. HULK WANTS TO SMASH!
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