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[scapheap]

Punch Malice.

((I didn't see what he posted, but does his redaction effect your decision to punch his character?))

It was a question that was already answered. so I'm guessing no.

Dodge

[Harry Baldman]

"Shee-it, you can sign me up at those rates. For rates like that I'd follow somebody to the ends o' the system!"

[Dwarmin]

Flit had seen many creative pitches, but this one was certainly in the top ten. He had a gimmick and he played it to full tilt-his employers probably loved it. She was sure had had his own bosses. And they had their own. A neverending chain of money, power and fear-upwards and upwards. Doubtful the people at top ever saw the money that changed hands, or a spot of blood. They just had it done.

The Kid. Huh. Anybody who thought he was funny, probably didn't know how dangerous he was. It would surprise her if anyone who really did walk out on him, would ever reach the curb. No, in this business you had to make a name for yourself...

10% wasn't too bad, she guessed. But, who would try to skim first? That was the fun part. But...he was being generous with the numbers. Oh, they always were...to start, anyway. She remembered one of her friends who had taken a job without reading the fine print. Messed up-or maybe sabotaged. In debt to her broker she...well, she did what she had to do to survive, yeah...

Flit glanced around the TV and the room, looking for traces of electric or magnetic distortion. She was sure he was literally standing in the room in some way, via holograms or psychic manifestations. Or maybe an old fashioned two way mirror behind the bar. Somehow she didn't think a CC camera would be good enough for him.

"I'll do anything you need if the money is good. I really mean that.

As long as we're not like, setting fire to the atmosphere or anything. I draw the line at absolute genocide, but anything under that, just name the price...though my specialty is keeping your other employees alive to do their jobs, so if you're interested in a uh...'force multiplier'...I'm your girl.

Anyway, what are we supposed to call you...'sir'? 'Mr. The Kid'?"

Action: I have a hunch! Can I spot hows he's watching us? Any way he's viewing us remotely? Or perhaps not so remotely?

[Silcugar]

Punch Malice.

It was a question that was already answered. so I'm guessing no.

Dodge

The large brute charges Malice, throwing a punch. The target attempts to dodge, but is a bit too slow, taking a fist to the face. Her nose breaks, and her face is bruised!

"Now, now. Is this how you act in someone's house when invited as a guest? I think you need to be punished." He moves a little off screen for a moment, before smiling. Three supposed tavern workers charge into the room, arc weapons drawn. Each fires their energy weapon at the ramok. Two shots arc off in different directions, while the third shocks the ramok, and continually shocks him for a few seconds. He is unable to endure the pain, as he falls to a knee.

The next time you misbehave, you'll get a lethal shock. Do you understand? the Kid says, a little joy in his voice. The three workers hover over Zbax, ready to fire.

Status

Spoiler: scapheap (Hawk Malice) (click to show/hide)

Name: Hawk Malice
Equipment: Shock katana(Energy), Ballistic submachine gun, ammo, 500 credits
Stats
Strength: 20
Endurance: 10
Agility: 50
Perception: 10
Intelligence: 10
Charisma: 20 (-10)
Attunement: 0
Luck: 20

Status:
Face (Bruised)
Nose Broken

Spoiler: Dwarmin (Audacious Flit) (click to show/hide)

Name: Audacious Flit
Equipment:
Primary/ S-500K 'Loveletter' Revolver Shotgun (Short Ranged, Ballistic)
Secondary/ M54 wrist-mounted 'Snubthrower' (Short Ranged, Incinerator)
500 Credits
Stats
Strength: 0
Endurance: 20
Agility:20
Perception: 40
Intelligence: 40
Charisma: 20
Attunement: -40
Luck: 20

Spoiler: Dansmithers (Zbax the Brute) (click to show/hide)

Name: Zbax the Brute
Equipment: 1x Auto-cannon, 1x Flamer,10x incendiary clips[Incinerator], 20x AP clips[Ballistic], 5x HE clips[Explosive?] 1x Sandvich,500 credits.
Stats
Strength: 50
Endurance: 30
Agility: -40
Perception: 50
Intelligence: 20
Charisma: 10
Attunement: 0
Luck:20

Status: Dazed

Spoiler: draco1234 (Lokk-Agar) (click to show/hide)

Name: Lokk-Agar
Race: Swampborn Degwalker
Equipment: Collapsible sniper(rail) ,serrated long-knife(mundane), 500 credits, 2 arc grenades
Stats
Strength: 30 
Endurance: 0 
Agility: 40
Perception: 20 
Intelligence: 30
Charisma: -20
Attunement:  40
Luck: -10

Spoiler: Alexandria (Alexandria Gelin) (click to show/hide)

Name: Alexandria Gelin.
Equipment : Long sword ( Steel with diamond edges and tip ), 50 cal semi automatic rail rifle with bipod, hybrid variable zoom/thermal scope and suppressor. Ammo. 500 credits.
Stats.
Strength:20
Endurance:20
Agility:30
Perception:40
Intelligence:-30
Charisma:20
Attunement:20
Luck:20

Spoiler: Harry Baldman (Turgidly-Ululate) (click to show/hide)

Name: Turgidly-Ululate
Equipment: Heavily Modified Arc Welder (Energy), Flamethrower In A Can, Multitool, 500 Credits
Stats:
Strength: -30
Endurance: -10
Agility: 50
Perception: 50
Intelligence: 40+10 = 50
Charisma: -30-10 = -40
Attunement: 0
Luck: 40

[scapheap]

"Mother-!" Hawk curses.

[Dansmithers]

Nibble Sandvich

[Dwarmin]

Audacious rolled her eyes, making a little 'caw' sound deep in her throat.

She thought that simple punch would end with one of them killing the other on a job, sooner rather than later. Every team had to work out the kinks...time for work, anyway. She walked over, past Zbax and keeping clear of the firing lines.

She knelt down by Hawk, who had been knocked to the floor (I presume)

"Coo...relax. Let me look at that." She said dispassionately, opening a compartment on her wrist, plucking and shining a small light into his eyes. Her fingers, long and dexterous, then deftly manipulated tools and syringes searching for whatever she might need.

...

Sellsword medics were an odd lot. They had to be as cold blooded as anyone to survive-there was no wearing a white helmet with a red cross and not getting shot at-but, if they were completely heartless they made shitty doctors who let their patients die or suffer. And, in mathematics terms, that reduced combat effectiveness. She thought mending anothers pain was also...good. Good for the soul, maybe, if she had one. If anything in their business could really be called good, it was that.

Flit was under no illusions about her souls ultimate destination (assuming she had one)...but, mending this guys broken nose would make her feel...good, all the same.

Action: Examine and fix Hawks nose if necessary.

((OOC: Hmm, I'm not sure but I think my char would have some medical stuff in her inventory, right? Even for fluff purposes...))

[Silcugar]

Nibble Sandvich

You nibble on your packed lunch slowly.

"I'll take that as a yes... Would you two stay there, make sure he behaves. Mica, go fetch something for our friend Malice, would you? One of the employees nods, and leaves the room.

"Now, where were we?

"Shee-it, you can sign me up at those rates. For rates like that I'd follow somebody to the ends o' the system!"

"That's good to hear," he says with a hint of joy.

Flit had seen many creative pitches, but this one was certainly in the top ten. He had a gimmick and he played it to full tilt-his employers probably loved it. She was sure had had his own bosses. And they had their own. A neverending chain of money, power and fear-upwards and upwards. Doubtful the people at top ever saw the money that changed hands, or a spot of blood. They just had it done.

...

"I'll do anything you need if the money is good. I really mean that.

...

Anyway, what are we supposed to call you...'sir'? 'Mr. The Kid'?"

Action: I have a hunch! Can I spot hows he's watching us? Any way he's viewing us remotely? Or perhaps not so remotely?

"Please, just call me 'Kid'. Or Mr. Kid, if you prefer. You will not be causing genocide. At least, not to my knowledge. Genocide is bad for business."

You assume this is one of those telescreens, the type with the camera behind the screen.

Audacious rolled her eyes, making a little 'caw' sound deep in her throat.

She thought that simple punch would end with one of them killing the other on a job, sooner rather than later. Every team had to work out the kinks...time for work, anyway. She walked over, past Zbax and keeping clear of the firing lines.

She knelt down by Hawk, who had been knocked to the floor (I presume)

"Coo...relax. Let me look at that." She said dispassionately, opening a compartment on her wrist, plucking and shining a small light into his eyes. Her fingers, long and dexterous, then deftly manipulated tools and syringes searching for whatever she might need.

...

Action: Examine and fix Hawks nose if necessary.

((OOC: Hmm, I'm not sure but I think my char would have some medical stuff in her inventory, right? Even for fluff purposes...))

((Yeah, we'll assume you have medical supplies. I'll even give you a medispec, which is able to perform limited scans on targets, suture wounds, and perform a variety of medic oriented tasks.))

The wound is simple enough, a broken nose. You (painfully) pop it back into place, and perform the necessary tasks needed to mitigate the pain and bruising.

Status

Spoiler: scapheap (Hawk Malice) (click to show/hide)

Name: Hawk Malice
Equipment: Shock katana(Energy), Ballistic submachine gun, ammo, 500 credits
Stats
Strength: 20
Endurance: 10
Agility: 50
Perception: 10
Intelligence: 10
Charisma: 20
Attunement: 0
Luck: 20

Spoiler: Dwarmin (Audacious Flit) (click to show/hide)

Name: Audacious Flit
Equipment:
Primary/ S-500K 'Loveletter' Revolver Shotgun (Short Ranged, Ballistic)
Secondary/ M54 wrist-mounted 'Snubthrower' (Short Ranged, Incinerator)
500 Credits
Stats
Strength: 0
Endurance: 20
Agility:20
Perception: 40
Intelligence: 40
Charisma: 20
Attunement: -40
Luck: 20

Spoiler: Dansmithers (Zbax the Brute) (click to show/hide)

Name: Zbax the Brute
Equipment: 1x Auto-cannon, 1x Flamer,10x incendiary clips[Incinerator], 20x AP clips[Ballistic], 5x HE clips[Explosive?] 1x Sandvich,500 credits.
Stats
Strength: 50
Endurance: 30
Agility: -40
Perception: 50
Intelligence: 20
Charisma: 10
Attunement: 0
Luck:20

Spoiler: draco1234 (Lokk-Agar) (click to show/hide)

Name: Lokk-Agar
Race: Swampborn Degwalker
Equipment: Collapsible sniper(rail) ,serrated long-knife(mundane), 500 credits, 2 arc grenades
Stats
Strength: 30 
Endurance: 0 
Agility: 40
Perception: 20 
Intelligence: 30
Charisma: -20
Attunement:  40
Luck: -10

Spoiler: Alexandria (Alexandria Gelin) (click to show/hide)

Name: Alexandria Gelin.
Equipment : Long sword ( Steel with diamond edges and tip ), 50 cal semi automatic rail rifle with bipod, hybrid variable zoom/thermal scope and suppressor. Ammo. 500 credits.
Stats.
Strength:20
Endurance:20
Agility:30
Perception:40
Intelligence:-30
Charisma:20
Attunement:20
Luck:20

Spoiler: Harry Baldman (Turgidly-Ululate) (click to show/hide)

Name: Turgidly-Ululate
Equipment: Heavily Modified Arc Welder (Energy), Flamethrower In A Can, Multitool, 500 Credits
Stats:
Strength: -30
Endurance: -10
Agility: 50
Perception: 50
Intelligence: 40+10 = 50
Charisma: -30-10 = -40
Attunement: 0
Luck: 40

[Harry Baldman]

"Whoa, team fight! That's some kinda record, methinks! Or, you know, probably not. I bet there are, like, situations where Sellswords manage to kill each other before they're, you know, in the room meeting a broker. So, anyway, Mr. Kid, have ya got a job for me or not?"

Ask!

[scapheap]

Hawk rubbed her nose "Thank you, miss."

[Silcugar]

"Whoa, team fight! That's some kinda record, methinks! Or, you know, probably not. I bet there are, like, situations where Sellswords manage to kill each other before they're, you know, in the room meeting a broker. So, anyway, Mr. Kid, have ya got a job for me or not?"

Ask!

"Indeed I do. I have three, actually. All from my favourite company: Sugar POP. If you want a mission that's... more suited to your skill level, I have a protection and escort mission. 8000 credits payout. If you're a little more ambitious, I have a Break and Enter Extraction mission for you. 12000 credits. If you're willing to risk a bit more, I have an Assassination mission for you. 6000 credits, and some high tech weaponry, straight from the Sugar ZAP R&D. Any of those pique your interest?"

As he finishes talking, the man from before enters with a medkit. Upon seeing Flit's handiwork, he shrugs and turns to guard Zbax.

[scapheap]

"May I ask for more info on the Break and Enter Extraction?"

[Harry Baldman]

"Ooh, yeah, Break and Enter Extraction sounds right up my alley. If I take it, will it just be me or will all these schmu-wonderful people be coming with me? Also, anything relevant ya can tell me about the mission itself?"

[Dwarmin]

Hawk rubbed her nose "Thank you, miss."

She nods. Her eyes are cold and hard, but her tone is warm enough for conversation.

"Don't think anything of it. Assuming we both live long enough, I'll be doing much more, for alot worse."

...

She didn't have any specific opinion on the job. She would have gone with the assassination because it was easier, if it had just been her.

[Alexandria]

"May I suggest splitting the team? Some of us are better suited to a more discreet line of work then to breaking and entering. I'd personally prefer the assassination mission, it's a lot more up my alley then walking into a building past armed guards while on security cameras.

Can I have the details on the assassination?