Dominique Wakeman and Tarran Smith"Shit," Dom cursed under her breath as James yelled out. "Hold on, we're coming!" she yelled, running into the room he had opened and quickly sweeping it for hostiles. If there were any, they had already vanished, and she lowered the rifle. "You all right dude?" she asked, putting a hand on James's shoulder to steady him. "Thought for sure you were a goner, man." Sure that he was going to be all right, she investigated the room for ammo, keycards, armor, a computer terminal, anything that might prove useful... although if she found a terminal she would point it out to Taric rather than fool with it herself. He had said he was a hacker way back when they first arrived on this planet... moon... thing, after all, so he'd do better with it than she would.
"Whoa, who found the disco room?" Tarran said jokingly, sarcastically, and semi-seriously.
Tarran gently shoved James out of his way and carefully entered the room, avoiding looking directly at the light, only looking at the lit sections of the room until his eyes adjusted. See what's going on in this funky room.
You dash back up the hall towards James' cry, throwing up a hand to shield your eyes as you blunder into the sudden light of the room. Your attempt to blink away the purple after image that seems to be burned into your eyes is stymied as you realize that was someone's idea of carpeting. James himself seems to be fine, though a little surprised and stunned as he picks himself up from the... vibrant carpet.
Tarran and Dom take quick stock of the room. [Tarran Observe 2][Dominique Observe 2] They are however somewhat unsuccessful, the sudden shift from light to dark added to the combination of Psychic and natural senses is disorienting, not to mention the fact that the floor incites the powerful -and long dormant- urge to redecorate in Dominique.
You can however tell pretty easily that there is a pair of chairs and some form of large piece of stationary tech at one end of the room, a heavy standard issue cabinet/dresser/chest on the west wall, a door in the east wall, and of course a large decorative sphere light in the north-east corner.
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Taric Sizier"*Random swearing*, Damned door..." Enter the room slowly.
Following behind Dom and Tarran as they charge through to check on Dom you enter the room slowly, not much of choice considering you're also having to spend most of your energy keeping a helmet full of irritated ants from attacking you. [Dex 2+1] It's a struggle, but thanks to your quick hands you're able to keep them contained... for now. Keeping your head carefully tilted away from the light you survey the room from behind the others. [Observe 5+1-1 ant keeping] Pretty nice digs for a base, you think as you admire the -probably former- owner's taste in upholstery. The cabinet on the right should probably contain most of this guy's personal effects that he didn't want to keep in his office, the orb light is the nice kind, runs on a nano-cable and a reserve power cell. Standing at about waist height though near the back of the room though is a jewel, an oldies holo-emitter. Not as good as the emitter webs they use now, but it's a good model and you'd bet it was top-of-the-line when this place was built. [Int 5+1-1 Ant Keeping] Definitely a Astarte model 47A, you should be able to operate without any problem as long as you can power it.
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James Evan"Yah! Augh, my eyes... I wasn't really ready for that... Anyway, I found a flashlight" JAmes swung the flashlight around, trying to give it to the nearest party member. "Argh, I can't really see.... I'lll get over it..."
Blinking rapidly you clamber to your feet in time to see a pair of large shadowy shapes rush in and level weapons at everything, you come pretty close to drawing your weapon before you realize it's just Dom and Tarran and not some sonofabitch that needs killing. You rub your eyes and head towards the light, [Dex 6-2] managing to adroitly pick the heavy lamp up and disconnect it from the cable that would normally power it in one go. The powercell hasn't been changed in at least a year, so it's doubtful that it's going to last long, but at least it's something.
(Standing Lamp Added)
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Ashley Fey"ooh light, finaly, "hey harry, jordan at least be THIS side of the door and dont get too dar away from us, otherwise we can't help ya if you get into trouble, and likewise in the ther direction" Ash stows her rifle, she can't see a damn thing to make having it out worthwile, instead she readies for close quaters combat and opens another door
You yell for Jordan and Harry to tighten up on the main group and prepare to open another door, shouldering your rifle and preparing to extend your arm blades. You press the handle firmly and push the balanced door into the wall, free hand raised to delivering a devastating facial stab to anything that leaps out at you. [Intuition 3+1] The dark ahead though is silent, not waiting silent, just silent silent. Cautiously you forwards, your booted feet feeling a slight change from metal to.. something else hard... Ceramic or wood maybe. [Observe 4+1-2] From the faint ambient coming in from the other room you can discern the outline of something large and square, on top there's something that catches the light differently.
Relevant ItemsMemory Stick (Dom)
Broken Pad (Taric)
Ident Badge (Taric)
Health: 75/100
Charge: 130/150
Carried Weight: 94/200 (-25%)
Attire: Plain gray under-armor padding. [10lbs] Heavy Combat Armor, 116/150. [45lbs]
Inv:
Leanashe Assault Rifle [22/30 18lbs]
4.73 mm Caseless box mags x2
Cirri Light pistol [20/20 8lbs]
Energy cell x5
Mechanical Bypass kit 5/5 [3lbs]
Arc implants, Planerian Implants
Stormcrow implants
Javelin Implants, Duelist Implants
Status: Primary Staff quarters, North Wing.
Harry Nakamuno
Health: Damaged
Charge: Half Charge
Description: 6'3", weighing three-hundred and fifty pounds Harry is the frontline muscle. Generally calm but a man who dislikes doing nothing, slow to anger he's been friends with Jordan since the Conclave gained their freedom.
Personality Complication: Just cause. Harry Believes in the work he does, and he believes hard. He won't hesitate to put a hole through anything in the way of his duty.
Skills: Melee 2, Soak 2, Brawling 2, Marksman 1
Attributes,
Strength (Str): 6
Dexterity (Dex): 3
Endurance (End): 6
Charisma (Char): 3
Intelligence (Int): 3
Willpower: (Will): 3
Staggershock implants,
Aegis implants, Lazarus implants
Samson Implants, Duelist Implants
Equipment: Heavy Combat Armor 111/150, Wolfkin SMG 15/18, .50 cal drum clips x3, HE grenades (2), Thermal Paste (2), energy cell x4
Jordan Grey
Health: Damaged
Charge: Almost Full
Description: 5'9'' Jordan is a slender blond man with the red scraggle of beard perpetually encroaching on his chin. Part of his memories were lost during translation, and all hope of recovering them lost in the second battle. His name is a combination of earth history and the book Grey's anatomy. His medical expertise remains intact along with his sarcasm and combat skills, but most of the rest of his life is hazy.
Personality complication: Hatred, he might not show it much of the time but Jordan holds a grudge against the... thing that robbed of the chance to ever recover his memories. He is determined to kill it, if it's the last thing he ever does.
Skills: Mechanics 2, Marksman 2, Dodging 3,
Attributes,
Strength (Str): 1
Dexterity (Dex): 6
Endurance (End): 1
Charisma (Char): 3
Intelligence (Int): 6
Willpower: (Will): 6
Javelin implants,
Spider implants, MD. Ande Suite
Toxicology and hazard recog, Arc implants
Equipment: Combat Armor 76/100, Laelaps Laser rifle 10/12 (15lbs), energy cell x5, Field Surgery kit 1/5, Advanced medical kit [4/5], basic medical supplies [3/5] , ORS pack 3/3.
Health: 110/115
Stamina: 87/115
Carried Weight: 99/200 (-25%)
Attire: Arbiter dress Uniform, pristine [10lbs] Standard Body Armor, 74/100. [35lbs]
Inv:
Abassy Heavy pistol -laser sight- [3, 8lbs]
Chimera Pistol [15, 5lbs]
Chimera Pistol [15, 5lbs]
Fuath Riot suppression carbine [7, 13lbs, Caustic load]
.50 caliber pistol clips x8 (7, 2lbs)
Jormungandr Assault Rifle (A30, E65, 16lbs,)
.220 gauss slugs x2 (35)
Smoke Grenades x1 (neg)
Field rations x2
Basic medical kit (2/5) (5lbs)
Data storage drive [Romance novels]
Status: Primary Staff quarters, North Wing.,
Health: 27/70
Stamina: 65/70
Carried Weight: 134/170 (-25%)
Attire: Technocrat Commander Dress uniform [11lbs] Standard Body armor, 66/100. [35lbs]
Inv:
Energy Cell x8 (3 lbs)
Frankenstein Versatility Rifle (A34, E69, 31lbs, in hand,)
.220 gauss clip x4
Basilisk pulse rifle 4/5 (13 lbs)
Piru Gauss Rifle (4/5 4/5 16lbs)
.45 Gauss slugs x2 (5)
Saun's Helmet (Partially Full of ants) (3lbs)
Box of terrible scrap components (20lbs)
Short Range Radio, (Off)
Memory Foam centerfold
colonist rations x5 (5lbs)
Tripwire emitter
Status: Primary Staff quarters, North Wing.
Health: 35/75
Stamina: 68/75
Carried Weight: 128/150 (-25%)
Attire: High-prelate Uniform [8lbs] Standard Body Armor 60/100. [35lbs]
Inv:
Ichneumon Anti-Armor Rifle -Scope- (1, 20lbs, 1 rounds in speed loader)
1' sabot packs x3 (2)
Chimera pistol (15, 5lbs)
Combat Knife (1lb)
Sleipnir SMG (A10, E40 9lbs,)
Sleipnir SMG (A10, E40 9lbs,)
3 energy cells
8 .220 gauss clips (35)
1 .220 gauss clip (25)
Jormungandr Assault Rifle (A35, E70), 16lbs, in hand)
Status: Primary Staff quarters, North Wing.,
Health: 38/75
Stamina: 52/75
Carried weight: 115/200 (-25%)
Attire: Exarch Dress uniform [8lbs]
Inv:
Renfield SMG (10, 10lbs, in hand)
Orb Lightstand (35 lbs 2/20)
Riot shield (10lbs 30/30)
Piru Gauss Rifle (E5/5 A5/5 16lbs)
.45 Gauss slug clip (5)
Dybbuk Flechette Canister Rifle (1/2 35 lbs)
20 mm flechette canisters (x2, 1 lb)
Energy cell
Status:Primary Staff quarters, North Wing., Drying out, incredibly Smelly. Dazzled (1), The Devil inside (unknown effect)
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Topic: Deviation-22. The End of All Things. (Read 530111 times)