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[kj1225]

Kyle rolls his eyes before sighs and drawing his gun.
"I suppose you should know how it works, on the ground hands behind your head and don't move."

[Patrick Hunt]

Harvey looks at the gun in her hand pointedly and sighs.

"Amatures, you stormed a building blowing any hope or us avoiding a public spectacle because a woman couldn't be quiet with her boyfriend.

Put that damned thing away before you start a stampede. Cops will be here in minutes and were not in uniform so no guarantee that they  won't shoot you on sight if your armed. 

Go room to room working my way upstairs searching. Carefully to avoid being noticed.

[GiglameshDespair]

Forgive me for not expecting it to be a screamer when we're infiltrating a building full of terrorists, you arse. Besides, we're here to arrest the fuckers. I've got my badge, Bekter, anyway."
Return to Kyle.

[Patrick Hunt]

"You could try being discreet. You don't see me holding a gun and I've already disabled 4 people without causing a panic."

[Nerjin]

Kyle rolls his eyes before sighs and drawing his gun.
"I suppose you should know how it works, on the ground hands behind your head and don't move."

"I-I didn't do anything! Please! I'll tell you where they are! They said they'd make me and my family into those things if I didn't help them hide it! Please just don't kill me!" The Receptionist said as she placed her hands on the back of her head and started sobbing quietly.

Go room to room working my way upstairs searching. Carefully to avoid being noticed.

Assist with the room to room search.

You do eventually find a room that appears to be out of the ordinary. A nearly empty room with only a cupboard in one corner. You know for a fact that this is the entrance to the lab. Mainly due to the fact that the secret compartment in the back is broken open. Looking in you see descending straight staircase with light flowing in from under a second door. Anything could be on the other side.

[kj1225]

Kyle sighs.
"We're cops miss, not going to kill you unless you attack us... wait, what was that about hiding things?"
Kyle suddenly looks surprised.

[Nerjin]

"Th-this building. I-I-I saw them disposing of vials o-of som-something. Th-they've been h-having me..." the Receptionist sobbed "I sent pe-people needing h-help to them. Th-they never come back."

[kj1225]

Kyle frowns.
"Shit! Miss, where do you send them?"

[Nerjin]

"Th-the offices... What did they do to them Officer? Please, just let me go home. R-room 198. I-It's near the end of the hallway. Right behind the stairs. Please just let me go."

[kj1225]

Kyle sighs.
"Miss, it'd probably be better if you stayed with me, these guys... aren't smart or sane apparently."

[Patrick Hunt]

Go in and check it out quietly, draw my knife but hold it so that's only someone behind me will see it.

[Nerjin]

Kyle sighs.
"Miss, it'd probably be better if you stayed with me, these guys... aren't smart or sane apparently."

"W-well I do know the area but... I'm not under arrest? I don't know what I can really do."


Sandra has joined the party!

Spoiler: The Rolls (click to show/hide)

Kyle: Convince Lady to Join Party
Roll: 46/45 [Speech] Success! (+30xp)

Spoiler: Kyle Johnson/KJ1225 (click to show/hide)

Name: Kyle Johnson
Age: 25      Gender: Male
Level: 01   Exp: 30/1,000

Statistics
Strength: 3   Perception: 5   Endurance: 6
Charisma: 7   Intelligence: 6   Agility: 6
Luck: 7

Derived Statistics
Hit Points: 30/30   Armor Class: 5   Action Points: 8
Melee Damage: +1   Damage Res: 0%   Infection Res: 12%
Poison Res: 30%   Sequence: 10      Critical Chance: 7%
Carry Weight: 100 lbs

Personal Health Record

Poison:None   Radiation: None

 

Misc. Information

Traits:
None

Perks:


Kills: 0
Skills:
Combat Skills:
Duelist: 29%   Assault: 17%   Marksman: 45%
Automatics: 29%   Melee: 49%   Explosives: 20%

Other Skills:
First Aid: 55%   Sneak: 31%   Lockpick: 25%
Steal: 26%   Traps: 25%

Misc. Skills:
Science: 37%   Repair: 26%   Speech: 59%
Barter: 34%   Survival: 24%
 Equipped: [2/2]
Handgun
Knife

Inventory: [4 lbs/100 lbs]
10 Handgun Ammo
STARS Personnel Background Check

Personnel Appearance: I have large brown eyes that are like two drops of chocolate. My silky, straight, ebony hair is very long and is worn in a carefully-crafted style. I am tall and have an elegant build. I am Caucasian. I have a small nose and prominent cheekbones.

Personnel Personality: I suppose I'm pretty laid back. I like to make sure my friends don't get hurt and stuff. I like rifles.

Personnel Background: I shot a cap of a bottle of soda once. It was pretty cool. I also worked as a nurse for a while but it just wasn't the job for me. I won the speech writing competition in high school... well, I won second place but I got to do it again so that was nice. I'm not a very hard worker though. And I tend towards impulsiveness if I'm angry.

Spoiler: Lance Kaiser/DarkPaladin109 (click to show/hide)

Name: Lance Kaiser
Age: 56      Gender: Male
Level: 01   Exp: 0/1,000

Statistics
Strength: 4   Perception: 7   Endurance: 5
Charisma: 4   Intelligence: 10   Agility: 5
Luck: 2

Derived Statistics
Hit Points: 29/29   Armor Class: 6   Action Points: 7
Melee Damage: +1   Damage Res: 0%   Infection Res: 10%
Poison Res: 25%   Sequence: 14      Critical Chance: 2%
Carry Weight: 125 lbs.

Personal Health Record

Poison:None   Radiation: None

 

Misc. Information

Traits:
Steady Shot
Skilled

Perks:


Kills: 0
Skills:
Combat Skills:
Duelist: 25%   Assault: 15%   Marksman: 33%
Automatics: 25%   Melee: 49%   Explosives: 28%

Other Skills:
First Aid: 58%   Sneak: 30%   Lockpick: 26%
Steal: 25%   Traps: 26%

Misc. Skills:
Science: 65%   Repair: 50%   Speech: 33%
Barter: 28%   Survival: 30%
 Equipped: [2/2]
Handgun
Knife

Inventory: [4 lbs/125 lbs]
10 Handgun Ammo
STARS Personnel Background Check

Personnel Appearance: Middle aged, with black, balding hair and a mustache.

Personnel Personality: Serious, grizzled and determined. Values good tech and gear.

Personnel Background: Was a medic and technician in the german army, but got injured in the field and had to be evacuated. Quit military service sometime later. Enlisted because he felt that he didn't have any other purpose that to serve in the military, and no-one else would accept him. Has a wife and child back in Berlin.
 

Spoiler: Harvey Bekter/ Patrick Hunt (click to show/hide)

Name: Harvey Bekter
Age: 29      Gender: Male
Level: 01   Exp: 45/1,000

Statistics
Strength: 9   Perception: 5   Endurance: 10
Charisma: 6   Intelligence: 3   Agility: 10
Luck: 5

Derived Statistics
Hit Points: 44/44   Armor Class: 7   Action Points: 10
Melee Damage: +4   Damage Res: 0%   Infection Res: 20%
Poison Res: 50%   Sequence: 10      Critical Chance: 5%
Carry Weight: 250 lbs.

Personal Health Record

Poison:None   Radiation: None

 

Misc. Information

Traits:
Bruiser
Gifted

Perks:


Kills: 0
Skills:
Combat Skills:
Duelist: 55%   Assault: 15%   Marksman: 15%
Automatics: 35%   Melee: 64%   Explosives: 10%

Other Skills:
First Aid: 24%      Sneak: 45%   Lockpick: 17%
Steal: 20%   Traps: 17%

Misc. Skills:
Science: 21%   Repair: 13%   Speech: 27%
Barter: 22%   Survival: 16%
 Equipped: [2/2]
Handgun
STARS Knife

Inventory: [4 lbs/250 lbs]
10 Handgun Ammo
STARS Personnel Background Check
Personnel Appearance: Harvey is tall and has a wiry muscled physique with short black hair and dark blue eyes.

Personnel Personality: Quiet, Cold, Loyal.

Personnel Background: Harvey is one of the very few S.T.A.R.S to be sent into the Raccoon City cluster fuck and come back out alive if not whole.
His team was assigned to escort select VIP's out of the city when the horde overtook them and they were forced into the local precinct which after a short and ultimately doomed defense was overrun with all officers and survivors inside being killed except Harvey and a lucky few who managed to flee.
Harvey was knocked to the ground in the fighting and several zombies came down on top of him but he was able to kill them with his knife before they found a gap in his armor but found himself trapped beneath bodies and then knocked out cold by a fleeing civilian who's foot took him in the side of the head.
Covered by the dead zombies he was missed by the horde and woke later to find it had passed on seeking new victims and he slowly made his way to safety after stopping to put his team to rest permanently and taking each man and woman’s tags with him.
He spent most of the day moving through the sewers killing anything that got in his way until he reached the edge of town and passed through the gate minutes before it was closed and the city was purified but he left something behind in the precinct along with his team.

 

Spoiler: Serana Amador/MyOwnWorstEnemy (click to show/hide)

Name: Serana Amador
Age: 26      Gender: Female
Level: 01   Exp: 0/1,000

Statistics
Strength: 3   Perception: 6   Endurance: 4
Charisma: 6   Intelligence: 10   Agility: 7
Luck: 5

Derived Statistics
Hit Points: 26/26   Armor Class: 5   Action Points: 8
Melee Damage: +1   Damage Res: 0%   Infection Res: 8%
Poison Res: 20%   Sequence: 12      Critical Chance: 5%
Carry Weight: 50 lbs

Personal Health Record

Poison:None   Radiation: None

 

Misc. Information

Traits:
Small Frame
Good Natured

Perks:


Kills: 0
Skills:
Combat Skills:
Duelist: 23%   Assault: 9%   Marksman: 39%
Automatics: 23%   Melee: 40%   Explosives: 14%

Other Skills:
First Aid: 68%   Sneak: 32%   Lockpick: 26%
Steal: 27%   Traps: 26%

Misc. Skills:
Science: 55%   Repair: 60%   Speech: 47%
Barter: 42%   Survival: 38%
 Equipped: [2/2]
Handgun
Knife

Inventory: [4 lbs/50 lbs]
10 Handgun Ammo
STARS Personnel Background Check

Personnel Appearance: Caucasian with long red hair and hazel eyes; fairly short and very thin.

Personnel Personality: Very serious. Tends to be quiet and doesn’t like to be in the middle of any action.

Personnel Background: She had been visiting an aunt who lived out of state when Raccoon City was leveled. Needless to say, she was royally pissed when she learned that almost her entire family had been killed. Without any purpose in life, she joined the military to try to prevent any more incidents like Raccoon City.

Spoiler: Beselovskaya Klara Afanasievna/GiglameshDespair (click to show/hide)

Name: Klasha
Age: 26      Gender: Female
Level: 01   Exp: 0/1,000

Statistics
Strength: 8   Perception: 5   Endurance: 7
Charisma: 1   Intelligence: 7   Agility: 10
Luck: 3

Derived Statistics
Hit Points: 37/37   Armor Class: 7   Action Points: 10
Melee Damage: +3   Damage Res: 0%   Infection Res: 14%
Poison Res: 35%   Sequence: 10      Critical Chance: 3%
Carry Weight: 225 lbs

Personal Health Record

Poison:None   Radiation: None

 

Misc. Information

Traits:
Conqueror
Bruiser

Perks:


Kills: 0
Skills:
Combat Skills:
Duelist: 55%   Assault: 35%   Marksman: 35%
Automatics: 75%   Melee: 64%   Explosives: 30%

Other Skills:
First Aid: 26%       Sneak: 35%   Lockpick: 47%
Steal: 30%   Traps: 27%

Misc. Skills:
Science: 29%   Repair: 17%   Speech: 17%
Barter: 12%   Survival: 18%
 Equipped: [2/2]
Handgun
Knife

Inventory: [4 lbs/ 225 lbs]
10 Handgun Ammo
STARS Personnel Background Check

Personnel Appearance: A tall, pale skinned woman with thin limbs but a lithe strength. Her eyes have a sinister look to them, and the scar that bridges across her nose from cheek to cheek in a dividing line gives her a unique appearance. She has a tear roughly tattooed under her eye, much like a murderer may have done in prison, done in an op several years ago. Hair dyed black, with a metallic blue hint. Eyes are so brown they're almost black.

Personnel Personality: Merciless of weakness, sadistic and masochistic, Klasha is a thrill seeker and psychopathic. Torture? Yeah, that's fine, she can give and take it in equal measure. Despite that, she can be loyal to a fault to those who have won her friendship and obeys orders with little question, even if she does grumble about them. It was noted she thoroughly enjoyed her time in prison, "despite" the three prison riots that occurred while she was undercover.

Personnel Background: She was born in Russia, raised in Britain, and moved to America for employment. Her natural destructive tendencies were put to good use in the CIA as a field operative before she was shifted through organizations into the S.T.A.R.S program. She spent two years in ultra-max under cover among the most violent and criminally insane women in the United States, where she seemed to have picked up lock-picking. She thoroughly enjoyed her time in the prison.
 

Spoiler: Sandra Noble (NPC) (click to show/hide)

Health: 10/10
AC: 6
DR: 0%
AP: 6

Weapons:
Civilian Fist

[kj1225]

"Just stay behind me. Trust me, we're about to get into deep shit... what's your name miss?"
Kyle says conversationally as he leads her down the way.

[Silthuri]

"I got our six." Serana said, pulling her pistol from its holster.

Follow Kyle and the woman, but keep an eye out for anyone that might come up behind us.

[Nerjin]

"Just stay behind me. Trust me, we're about to get into deep shit... what's your name miss?"
Kyle says conversationally as he leads her down the way.

"I got our six." Serana said, pulling her pistol from its holster.

Follow Kyle and the woman, but keep an eye out for anyone that might come up behind us.

As the group walks down the hall they make some small talk. "My name is Sandra Noble. Who... Who are you?"

"Help! Someone locked us in! Help please! Get a custodian! Let us out!"

"It was that stupid man from earlier who burst in here!"

"Seriously hon, why do you guys have doors that only lock from the outside? It would have saved us a lot of trouble."

"Shut up John, not now."

It appears some people are trapped in room 185.