((Looks good to me. BTW, the use die for magazines means that whenever you fire your gun Piecewise will roll a d6, and if you roll too low (probably a 1, or possible either a 1 or 2), that magazine is expended. You can probably also automatically expend mags if it's appropriate to an action. Piecewise has used similar systems before, but he likes to change stuff up, so I don't know precisely how it'll work in this game.))
Its actually a bit more complex than that. Use dice are a fairly common mechanic in the greater RPG world and work like this: The use die is rolled whenever the object is used (In this case when the weapon is fired). If a 1 or a 2 is rolled, then the use die is reduced to the next lowest level. So if my use die is a d8, then when I use an item I roll a d8. If I get a 1 or 2 then the die is reduced to a d6. If I get 1 or 2 again, then it is reduced to a d4. If I get a 1 or 2 again, then the item runs out of uses. Each reduction in die size makes the chance of rolling the 1 or 2 higher and thus speeds the depletion of the item.
Name: HAZMAT Harry
Physical Description: He walked in wearing a HAZMAT suit, and walked out of his job interview wearing an Isolation Suit with a reflective dome.
Background: We're pretty sure he served in the military in a NBC warfare cleanup team. He doesn't talk about it much nowadays. He definitely knows his stuff, though, and has seen enough to bit just a little more resilient than most.
Life: d4
Attack: d4 OMNITECH Foam Gun
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d8
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Status: No injuries yet.
Inventory:
OMNITECH Isolation Suit (Environmental protection)
OMNITECH Foam Gun[/b] (d4 attack, foam tank, d8 use die)
OMNITECH Sealing Tool (D4 use die)
OMNITECH Environmental Scanner
Money: 0
Help whoever's trying to get that switch pulled.
"Pat, it's in the observation room ceiling! Come on!"
Then to Stiles: "You'd best get somewhere safe; we can handle it from here."
Run to the observation room; give my fellow engineer a boost to the ceiling vent if necessary. If he doesn't follow, try to reach it myself. Pull Stiles as far as the corridor if he's not in a state to move himself.
Name: Roald Baccam
Physical Description: Short and sturdily built, though surprisingly delicate with his hands when working on machinery. His long, somewhat stringy hair is usually tied back in a ponytail when at work.
Background: A former spaceship mechanic, he lost his job after hospitalizing one of his colleagues in a fit of anger. Fortunately, OMNITECH were willing to overlook this and offer him this job.
Life: d4
Attack: d4 ranged (OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm)
Stats:
Strength: d8
Dexterity: d6
Speed:d4
Endurance: d6
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Status: A-OK
Inventory: OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
3x Sidearm Magazines (d4 Use die)
OMNITECH Toolkit (3 charges)
Box of 5 High Visibility Flares
Money: 0
"Let's do this! You should climb up too Roald, if the ceiling can support two people."
With the help of Harry and Roald, head to the observation room and climb into the ceiling access. If I think the ceiling can support two people, pull Roald up as well, but if not then go flip the switch myself.
Name: Patrick Edmundson
Physical Description: Red hair, green eyes, clean-shaven, but otherwise nothing of note.
Background: Never got an engineering degree (thought it took too much time), but his good performance in the interview and a recommendation from an uncle about to retire from OMNITECH got him a job.
Life: d4
Attack: d2, d4 Generic Personal Sidearm
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d6
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d6
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: No injuries
Inventory: OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit, OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die), OMNITECH Tool kit (3 charges. Expend one to gain advantage on a repair or modify roll), Box of 5 high visibility flares
Money: 0
Harry, Roald, and Patrick all run out of the teleporter room and round to the observation rooms which are just one door down. That door is already open, apparently having been left that way by the brave scientists advancing towards the future by getting a safe distance from the mistakes of the recent past. They pile in and quickly find the vent or more a trap door in the ceiling; it has been helpfully marked with yellow and black caution tape, a big stenciled "MAINTENANCE" and even a lovely folding ladder like thing that they pull down and immediately swarm up. The door leads to a cramped crawlspace but despite the darkness and the confined space, the issue is immediately obvious.
The guts of the machine are larger than the little extensions into the room would hint and they extend like an inverted iceberg up through layers of cramped steel webwork and hastily rerouted air ducts, coolant tubes and conduits like tree branches extending into the walls or otherwise out of sight. Up a bit from the bottom is a set of three massive metal switches, almost like the blade type switches you'd expect to see on frankenstien's wall, but apparently automated with no handle, just bare metal. Two of the switches have been set to one position, the third is sitting between the two possible positions and electricity is arcing between it and the two sides like a jacob's ladder.
[1][3]
Roald, apparently his senses leaving him at the excitement of finally getting to put his training to use, runs to the switch and grasps it firmly with both hands. [1v5] He stands still there for a few seconds, vibrating slightly though quickly, his suit and skin starting to smoke. Then, perhaps because the skin on his hands has boiled off, he flies backwards into the wall, still smoldering. His body twitches a few times and then goes completely limp. Patrick seems completely taken aback by what happened and just sort of points at the switch.
[2]
Harry moves forward and grabs the switch himself. Luckily for him, electrical current is one of the things his rubberized suit shields him against. However, despite desperate jerking, he cannot force the switch to move.
Get behind something and train my rifle on the teleporter. Be ready to respond to any obvious threat.
Edit - Try to grab the dead guy’s pistol before he gets incinerated.
Name: Lance Bradley
Physical Description: Tall, lean, and pale. He had his eyes, hair, and fingernails permeable died purple.
Background: comes from a troubled past, that lead to crime, that then lead to lucrative crime, that lead to prison, that lead to a guy with a certain set of skills looking for a job.
Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle/ d4 OMNITECH generic security baton
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d12
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d8
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: (Any injuries you've sustained this mission. Resets each new mission)
Inventory:
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Money: 0
Lance casually walks over, roots through the dead man's pockets for a second, steals the pistol, and then returns to his spot on the wall. He aims his rifle at the teleporter and waits.
"Don't ever crawl away from me again, now get back in there and do your job!"
Drag Benny back to the crate, use him and the crate as cover.
Name: Heather Reid
Physical Description: Tall and lean. Her violet hair is tied into a ponytail.
Background: Heather signed up after her license was revoked due to unethical conduct, she may enjoy seeing blood and being able to shoot others a little too much.
Life: d4
Attack: d4 ranged Generic Personal Sidearm
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d8
Endurance: d4
Will: d6
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d6
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d8
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: Fine
Inventory:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (3 charges)
OMNITECH Stimulant (3 charges)
Money: 0
Crawl away from everyone and get inside the observation room and aim my rifle at the teleporter.
Name: Benny Benson
Physical Description: He looks like the most generic man ever with the most generic mustache ever.
Background: After being homeless for several years he finally decided to be a normal person and get a job, unluckily for him he got a job as a security guard for OMNITECH.
Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack:d6 Security Rifle / d4 Security Baton
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d8
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: Bandaged
Inventory:
OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life)
OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) X3 magazines (d6 use die)
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4 melee attack)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Money: 0
[4v5]
"GET OFF ME, WOMAN!" Benny screams as Heather attempts to drag him back into the room. He slithers out of her grasp and commando crawls at high speed into the observation room. He sits down in one of the vacated office chairs and presses his rifle up against the reinforced acrylic of the window, aiming at the teleporter. Heather, dejected, returns to her one true love: The crate.
"Heh, that dead guy had the same name as me."
Edward doesn't do anything. Or rather he does nothing with the intent of attracting as little hostile attention as possible.
Name: Edward Mortan
Physical Description: He's a bit scrawny and unshaven. Never opens his eyes more than halfway.
Background: Edward can replace a lightbulb without too much difficulty, and he watches a lot of youtube videos. Edward endeavours to do as little as possible in his life and so far has performed admirably.
Life: d4 (OMNITECH White Jumpsuit)
Attack: d4 ranged (OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm)
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d6
Technology: d6
Medical: d6
Occult: d6
Speech: d4
Status: Fine
Inventory:
OMNITECH White Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Override Fob
OMNITECH Personal Computing Cube and Universal adapter
Money: 0
Edward, seeing the demise of the similarly named man, decides to stay completely still. He doesn't move an inch. For all he knows, this dog hates men named Edward and has motion sensitive vision. In fact there's probably a....45% chance of that being correct. At least by his estimation.
Swoop in to the unfortunate Lawyer's corpse. pocket his contract notebook and memory eraser, then stuff the rest of him in the incinerator.
Afterwards, make sure to keep my distance from the dog.
Name: Eddrick E. Slant, esq.
Physical Description: Prefers wearing his rubberized suit with the hazmat helmet. Underneath he's a young man in his late 20's. He has an unkempt mop of hair, some serious stubble, and the perpetualy tired look of someone who is both overworked and enjoys staying up way too late.
Background: Eddrick, like every boy in his family, was forced to become a lawyer. Though he passed his bar exam, he would quickly change jobs to a janitor at a local high school. The drudgery of too many divorce cases just got to him, man. After a freak incidend with genetically modified frogs forced to school to close down, Eddrick took a job with OMNITECH. He originally applied for a position as Public Relations Representative, but they made him a janitor due to his prior experience.
Life: D4
Attack: D2 punches
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d8
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d10
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Status: (all systems nominal)
Inventory:
OMNITECH Rubberized Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Incinerator
OMNITECH Arc Scraper
OMNITECH Automop
Money: 0
Eddrick, who is a lot like Edward but misspelled or perhaps said by someone with a very thick accent, appears on the scene almost as though he just stepped in from back stage. He immediately steals The contract notebook and Memory Eradicator from the corpse of Edward and then loads the body into the incinerator feet first. It slowly vanishes into the backpack like a stick of celery down a garbage disposal. An ash cube is ejected a moment later and Eddrick nods to himself about a job well done before dashing out into the hall.
"Oh hey, Plan Meatloaf worked! Thanks for the help Jon! Now we just gotta..."
As he finishes, Edward slams the paperwork down on the cage. A moment later the paperwork, the top of the cage, Edwards right arm, head, and a large portion of torso are all reduced to atomized ash, along with a long tunnel of stone directly above and behind them. The dog scampers about for a few moments but then seems to be distracted by the meatloaf and again starts eating.
"... Okaaaay then. Ahem, so, now we just gotta caaaarefully move the cage away from this room and the commotion, in case we can't get that switch flipped in time.
Hey Mildred, nice job just now, you're pretty good with animals. Do you think you could get the cage with the dog away without setting the thing off? The further away it is from here when that ape teleports in the better!
In the meantime, could one of you guys go help out the engineer to get that blasted switch flipped? He might need a boost to get up to the roof of that room. Maybe one of you people could help him?" He said, looking at the people still hanging out in the break room, and then at the congregation amassing behind the crate.
Is the cage still structurally sound enough to contain Poochy Mc. Plasma?
Keep goop gun & scanner trained on the tube. If teleportation occurs, dodge for cover if more plasmabolts (or other deadly dangers) appear. If the ape gets teleported in, goop it to the floor if it tries to escape or otherwise cause a ruckus. Be sure to warn allies in case of more anomalous events.
Also, again suggest to the science dude that he tell the other lab to stop sending stuff before we get overwhelmed.
Name: Jion Maupin
Physical Description: Slightly taller than average, skinny, permanent stubble.
Background: Jion always wanted to go to space and make something out of himself somewhere out there on the new frontier.
Unfortunately, tickets to space are expensive. Luckily, lives for OMNITECH are cheap.
Class: Hazardous Materials Reclamation Crew
Life: d4
Attack: d4 Sticky goop thrower (no dmg)
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d8
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d8
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Status: All good! So far...
Inventory:
OMNITECH Isolation Suit (Protection from many environmental dangers)
OMNITECH Foam Gun (d4 attack. Does no damage. If successful, target is immobilized. Multiple guns used in concert stack, ie three people using foam guns at once would be 3d4. Some targets immune.) Foam tank, d8 use die.
OMNITECH Sealing Tool (D4 use die)
OMNITECH Environmental Scanner
Money: 0
Jion, who is like join but spelled by a dyslexic, looks at the dog cage. The cage is still tall enough on all of its sides that it should contain the dog, at least in terms of it not being able to wander off or jump out. But it clearly cannot contain the plasma.
Jion moves to Stiles and tells him to send a warning message to the other base. Stiles gets up at Jion's prodding and accesses the control panel with shaking hands. He types out a few things and then hits a button.
"I've sent it but its too late for the ape. They must have sent the all clear as soon as the dog came through so they sent the ape already, no doubt. But if that switch isn't flipped before the energy packet gets here I have no idea what it will do. It might force the switch and come through fine, it might be an entangled energy conduit like the dog, or it might overwhelm the system in some way."
Jion keeps the goop gun trained on the teleporter.
Name: Steve
Physical Description: Generic caucasian male
Background: Dave passing his university exams Dave just grabbed the first job that came his way.
Class: Combat Medic.
Life: d4
Attack: d4 (OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm)
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d8
Endurance: d4
Will: d8
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d10
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: Healthy
Inventory:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (3 charges. Expend one to gain advantage on a Medical roll)
OMNITECH Stimulant (Raises life by one die level till next injury) X 3 (DO NOT DOUBLE DOSE)
Money: 0
Grab the stuff of Dave that still works/survived then chuck his corpse into Eddrick incinerator glare at the janitors not doing their job
Dave, having been reduced to an ash cube, is no longer lootable for anything but bits of grit. However, Steve did observe basically everything of value being stripped from the man before he was incinerated so its no great loss.
Upon seeing the medic attempting to use a janitorial tool, Jon gets quite angry.
"Hey, you! You keep your filthy hack hands off that device! That's Sanitation work! get out of here, scab!"
Threaten Steve (ziizo) with bodily harm if he attempts to use Eddrick's incinerator. Rush into the room and begin a physical altercation if he doesn't immediately back down. I will of course, be setting my incinerator to the "shoots jets of flame" setting for this.
Edit: Since the medic has stopped messing with a thermonuclear backpack, Jon will grunt sourly and go check the hole in the breakroom wall that leads away from the teleporter room. Where does that lead? He'll yell into the hole to find out if there's anyone in there and if there are messes to be cleaned. Encourage any bystanders to go bug the lawyers in the teleportation room for Work Orders.
"Hey in there! Did you happen to see a big ol' beam of light pass this way? probably did some damage to your cubicles or coat-racks or something. You'll need to put in a work order for Sanitation to come clean up. I think there's a lawyer over in teleportation you can talk to about the proper forms.
CLASS: Sanitation Engineer
Name: Jonathan "Jon" I. Tor
Physical Description:A bit overweight, sallow complexion, surly expression. Thick black eyebrows. Mole under left ear.
Background: Born and raised poor. Stuck in a dead end job for who knows how long. But hey, at least he carries a thermonuclear incinerator on his back!
Life: d4
Attack: d2 for punches
Stats
d6 Strength spent 1 point here
d4 Dexterity
d4 Speed
d6 Endurance
d6 Will
d4 Knowledge
d12 Fate
Skills
d4 Melee
d4 Guns
d4 Explosives
d4 Implants
d4 Mechanics
d4 Technology
d4 Medical
d4 Occult
d4 Speech
Status: (nominal)
Inventory
OMNITECH Rubberized Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Incinerator
OMNITECH Arc Scraper
OMNITECH Automop
Money: 0
Jon walks over to the hole in the far wall of the break room and sticks his head through. Seems to lead to a cubicle farm of sorts, albeit a rather small one. Maybe 50 or 60 cubes all arranged in tight, efficient patterns for maximum soul crushing. He shouts encouraging words about work orders into the cubes but gets no response. It is early, they might not have come in yet, he reasons. Though he does see the flashing light of what looks like a computer monitor in one of the nearby cubes.
"Just means we gotta stop dicking around."
Move the crate away from the teleporter, until the scientists are ready to accept delivery of the crate. Or just the dog, if the dog crate can't be moved. Conduct said delivery by moving crate carefully or by getting another meat treat and asking the dog to come, while leading it towards the delivery zone.
Name: Spuds McKenzie.
Physical Description: Looks fairly generic except for thick cycling thighs.
Life: d6
Attack: d6 rifle, d4 melee
Stats
Str d4
Dex d4
Speed d6
End d6
Will d4
Kno d4
Fate d4
Skills:
Mel d6
Gun d6
Exp d6
Imp d4
Mec d4
Status:
Inventory:
Riot suit (d6 Life)
Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) and 3 magazines (d6 use die)
Generic Security Baton (d4)
electrical behavior modification implant
Omni-light
Money: 0
"Hey!" Spuds whisper-yells at Stiles "Where am I putting this dog?"
"We were just going to put it in the hall until all the tests were done." Stiles replies, somewhat bewildered.
"Isn't there somewhere better we can put it?!" Spuds hisses, jerking his head meaningfully at the dog and then at the ash cube that used to be Dave.
"I don't...know." Stiles finally says.
Spuds flings his hands up in frustration and proceeds to very carefully drag the dog box out into the hall and leave it there.
Welp, this isn't extranatural shenanigans and thus someone else's problem. Head back to the barracks and get some sleep.
Name: "Clem"
Physical Description: Extremely scarred and mutilated, with numerous life-support implants jutting out of its flesh at strange angles. Most of its head is replaced by what appears to be a generic gas mask combined with random technological scraps. Does not speak.
Background: "Clem" is apparently what remains of an employee after extensive trauma and extranatural influence. Details are classified. It seems to want to keep working for omnitech, so its contract has been renewed.
Life: d4
Attack: d4 (OMNITECH® Generic™ Personal Sidearm)
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d6
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d6
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d12
Speech: d4
Status: "Healthy"
Inventory:
OMNITECH® Black Jumpsuit
OMNITECH® Generic™ Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 OMNITECH® Generic™ Sidearm Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH® Universal Containment Pod x 5
OMNITECH® Null-Rod
Money: 0
[1]
Clem walks off, aiming to return to the barracks and sleep. It finds itself back at the teleporter lab literally minutes later, so fast that it begins to believe there is some sort of impossible space distortion in effect. It begins examining the walls carefully.
As Qualt finishes patching Benny up, they pull a lollipop out of a pocket, unwrap it and stick it in their patient's mouth. Good patient.
With a pat on Benny's head, they begin to Linger in the hallway. Sit down (Safer that way) and listen for screams of people.
Name: Qualt
Physical Description: Somehow apparently completely made of wood, even its (his? her?) hair, yet it all reacts as if Qualt were human. Hair flows, cuts bleed, and teeth chomp. Appearing to be some sort of dark wood, perhaps mahogany, they have an inquisitive look in their eyes whenever they study another living creature. Their voice, when heard, also sounds hollow as if through a speaker though their throat vibrates and mouth moves like a normal human being's.
Background: Qualt appeared one day, in front of the OMNITECH hiring agency. Qualt does not remember much of their past life, but they must have practiced medicine as it seems to be the one thing they are good at.
Life: d4
Attack: d4 ranged [Generic Sidearm]
Stats:
- Strength: d4
- Dexterity: d6
- Speed: d4
- Endurance: d4
- Will: d6
- Knowledge: d4
- Fate: d6
Skills:
- Melee: d4
- Guns: d6
- Explosives: d4
- Implants: d4
- Mechanics: d4
- Technology: d4
- Medical: d10
- Occult: d4
Status: Squeaky Clean
Inventory:
- OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
- OMNITECH Medical Kit (3 charges. Expend one to gain advantage on a Medical roll)
- OMNITECH Stimulant (Raises life by one die level till next injury) X 3
Money: Zilch!
Qualt pats Benny as he slithers away and then plops down against the wall. He smells what kind of smells like cooked pork and wonders if the situation has become a BBQ without him realizing it.
Hide behind Spuds. Be ready to clean his victims off the floor.
Name: Aigre
Physical Description: A lanky over-affectionate baby-faced janitor. Their skin is pale, smooth and soft. Their hair is a short dark tussle. They have great big eyes that beg to be loved.
Background: Aigre is a college dropout who believes themselves to be overqualified. However they took this job because money can be exchanged for goods and services. Janitoring also satisfies their sadistic streak in watching other living beings meet with mishaps, and then having a close look at the remains.
Life: D4
Attack: D2
Stats: (list all, including those at d4)
Strength: D4
Dexterity: D6
Speed: D8
Endurance: D6
Will: D6
Knowledge: D4
Fate: D8
Skills:
Melee: D4
Guns: D8
Explosives: D6
Implants: D4
Mechanics: D4
Technology: D8
Medical: D4
Occult: D4
Speech: D4
Status: (Any injuries you've sustained this mission. Resets each new mission)
Inventory:
OMNITECH Rubberized Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Incinerator
OMNITECH Arc Scraper
OMNITECH Automop
Money: 0
Aigre follows along behind Spuds. Very closely behind him in fact. Like 3 inches maybe. Just breathing down his neck constantly. Its disconcerting.
"Hey Mildred, nice job just now, you're pretty good with animals. Do you think you could get the cage with the dog away without setting the thing off? The further away it is from here when that ape teleports in the better!"
Mildred is still scratching said dog behind the ear, reaching in through the newly-created hole in the top of the cage.
"I reckon we can do that. Any idea where we're supposed to be taking him? Or should we just... find somewhere quiet to stick him, where he's not likely to get frightened and bark at anything important?"
Accompany the security guard with gigantic thighs, since he seems to have some idea where our canine cargo is supposed to be going. Reach into the busted top of the cage and keep doggo calm with pats and scritches.
Try to keep his barking apparatus faced away from me, just in case.
If the cage is no longer suitable to transport and security guy decides to take the dog on its own, just... follow along, I guess. Keep an eye out for a vacant office or something that we might be able to stash him in, unless there was actually a designated drop point that I somehow missed whilst not paying attention.
You really want me to roll for interacting with Laser Woof when you have no sheet?
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