James Evan and Jordan GreyAttempt to get him to tell me what his readings were.
Despite the fact that he still thinks you're crazy, or at least thinks the fact that you have a tendency to fall unconscious only to wake up and start speaking without warning is creepy, you feel obliged to ask what he learned from this scan of your body. Any information is helpful, particularly if it could help fight at least one of the strange things that have decided to infest your head.
Jordan stares at you with a mixture of concern and vague apprehension before he snaps out of it.
"Nothing much, your neurals are still unusual but without a baseline they're useless." He pauses briefly, apparently undecided on whether he should share something.
"The only unusual thing I picked up is probably a technical problem that I'll take a look at later, it's not exactly probably that your biology could effect it." You look at him expectantly and he shrugs.
"Your weight appears to in a state of flux, the deviations aren't great but they are noticeable on the reads."---
Ashley Fey"look, i think we should play along, but also look for where we need to go" As soon as is reasonably convenient for everyone, look for the facilities communications system (communications with the outside)
Tarran's man seems to be recovering alright, hopefully much improved by not being poked in the head while he slept. Still need to actually get on mission though, burning out communications is the first step... [Int 1 Bonus negated] Unfortunately you don't have the first clue where you'd even begin to look for the rig on a facility like this.
---
Tarran Smith"We should find Dom and Taric first.
Oh, hey James, what happened?"
Whenever possible without being awkward, go looking for Taric and Dom.
Ash needs to blow something up, you need to grab Hoke, grab your ship, and get out. Hell you'll sort the details later, right now you need to grab Dom and Taric and get them over here. They should still be exploring down south, and judging by the fact that you haven't heard a protracted gun-fight yet you'd guess they're fine. You're about to head out to look for them when you notice Jordan helping James up to his feet.
You ask him what happened.
He tells you.
You proceed to stare at him blankly while trying to determine whether "I've got an evil girl in my head" is meant to be a joke or not.
---
Dominique Wakeman and Taric Sizier"So you and your buddies fucked it all up and now we gotta haul your asses out of trouble, is that right?" Dom said, clearly not happy about the prospect at all. "Well then, I'm going to need real info. How many of these damn things are there, how many survivors are there, are any of them as trigger happy as your dumb ass, where are they, and do any of them know the best way to put an end to those bio-suits?" She kept the revolver steady. "Keep in mind three things before you say shit. One, I can see you. You can't see me. Two, I just want to remind you that this pistol here, the one I'M holding, is aimed at you, and I can shoot you anywhere I please for any reason I please any time I want. Three, I'm sure you remember how your gun just flew out of your hands and away from you a minute ago. That was also me." She let the words hang in the air; after a moment, he would definitely remember that she hadn't come anywhere near him when that had happened. "So think about what you're going to tell me very carefully, or I'll hand you over to my friend Taric and trust me, while I can cripple or kill you, you don't want to know what he could do to you. I'm the only person between the two of you. What's it going to be, Jake?"
"Be gentle with the bastard Dom. He could guide us around if he's telling the truth, which he will do if I'm here."
Taric turned to to Jake:
"Anything in this facility that we can use against these things? Would help you stay aliiive..."
Dom looked over at Taric. "So basic wounds only if he doesn't answer us? I can still break a few fingers or dislocate his elbow or something," she offered.
Dominique and Taric tag team Jake in a way that would make any normal persona break out sweating. [Intimidation Auto-Success] Instead however he just laughs through his tears as if this was the funniest thing in the world.
"You don't need threats, I wouldn't fucking care if you were a bunch of unchained terrorists... You're humans, you got in, so we can finally get out." He shakes his head in something approaching reverent disbelief
"Anything I know I'll tell you, anything. The Voice that got out of the labs took control over our security systems, automated turrets, MASER screens, Deadhead forces, everything. Probably between fifty and a hundred deadheads left." The man pauses and knuckles his eyes, trying in vain to clear the afterimage from the earlier energy flash.
"The... Immortals or Children, whatever it wants to call them... The scientists said they had about thirty finished before it got loose, but if their estimates are right there could be twice that if it figured out how to clone more. Now as to how many survivors there are... It's impossibly to say in a place this big, but after a year..." He shrugs sadly.
"We survived down in the workers meeting hall because it doubled as a cafeteria for us, more than enough B-Rations to support the forty of us a couple years. The remaining human members of the security force and Harrison raided the armories from the military level to set us up with enough firepower to keep them from crushing us, you need to signal before you can get into our camp without being turned into swiss cheese." Jake turned then so he was roughly facing Taric.
"Military R&D and the testing levels, never got assigned there but that's where Harrison pulled the HMGs from. They had full armories, I don't know how much is left after the Children raided it though."---
EscortOut from the edge of the shadows that flicker in the corridor and armed escort of six of the bio-armored immortals emerges, paying little heed to Ash and her men as they approach Tarran from behind. Harry, Jordan, and Ashley all ready weapons but hold fire for the moment, six fresh on four wounded aren't good odds even with the advantage of having first shot.
"It is time." One of the gray green figures announces to Tarran's back in the peculiar buzzing voice of its kind.
"We are ready for the problem to be solved. We shall guide you."Oh. Well that's Jolly nice of them.
---
Turn Recap Taric helps lay unnecessary pressure on Jake
James gets odd information and explains to Tarran
Tarran is having madness babbled at him.
Dominique is threatening to kneecap a janitor. Still.
Ash is failing to brain.
Jordan is pointing a gun at the escort
Harry is pointing a gun at the escort
Your Escort has arrived.
Relevant ItemsMemory Stick (Dom)
Broken Pad (Taric)
Ident Badge -Pyotr Ivanov- (Taric)
Ident Badge -Kira Masse- (Tarran)
Unpowered Pad (Tarran)
Health: 48/100
Charge: 125/150
Carried Weight: 96/200 (-25%)
Attire: Plain gray under-armor padding. [10lbs] Heavy Combat Armor, 74/150. [45lbs]
Inv:
Leanashe Assault Rifle [30/30 18lbs]
4.73 mm Caseless box mags x1
Cirri Light pistol [20/20 4lbs]
Energy cell x5
Manticore Pistol [9/10 6lbs]
Mechanical Bypass kit 3/5 [3lbs]
Arc implants, Planerian Implants
Stormcrow implants
Javelin Implants, Duelist Implants
Status: Primary Staff quarters.
Harry Nakamuno
Health: Badly Damaged
Charge: Three quarters 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 52/150, Wolfkin SMG 12/18, Disruptor Pistol (4/4 4lbs), .50 cal drum clips x3, HE grenades (2), Thermal Paste (1), energy cell x3
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 7/12 (15lbs), Disruptor Pistol (4/4 4lbs), energy cell x4, Field Surgery kit 1/5, Advanced medical kit [3/5], basic medical supplies [3/5] , ORS pack 3/3.
Health: 91/115
Stamina: 30/115
Carried Weight: 160/200 (-25%)
Attire: Arbiter dress Uniform, pristine [10lbs] Standard Body Armor, 47/100. [35lbs]
Inv:
Abassy Heavy pistol -laser sight- [7, 8lbs]
Chimera Pistol [15, 5lbs]
Chimera Pistol [15, 5lbs]
Stun club (50/50 11lbs) x4
Fuath Riot suppression carbine [6, 13lbs, Caustic load]
.50 caliber pistol clips x7 (7, 2lbs)
Jormungandr Assault Rifle (A30, E65, 16lbs,)
LR Jormungandr Battle Rifle (13/35 A, 8/15 E, Damaged, 17lbs)
.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, D wing, tired
Health: 27/70
Stamina: 16/70
Carried Weight: 138/170 (-25%)
Attire: Technocrat Commander Dress uniform [11lbs] Standard Body armor, 66/100. [35lbs]
Inv:
Energy Cell x7 (3 lbs)
Frankenstein Versatility Rifle (A4, E70, 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)
Disruptor Pistol (4/4 4lbs)
Saun's Helmet (Quarter full of ants, enclosed.) (3lbs)
Box of terrible scrap components (20lbs)
Short Range Radio, (Off)
Memory Foam centerfold
colonist rations x5 (5lbs)
Tripwire emitter
Status: South primary staff quarters, Exhausted.
Health: 35/75
Stamina: 71/75
Carried Weight: 133/150 (-25%)
Attire: High-prelate Uniform [8lbs] Standard Body Armor 48/100. [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 (A0, E25 9lbs,)
Sleipnir SMG (A0, E25 9lbs,)
3 energy cells
8 .220 gauss clips (35)
Basic First Aid Kit 5/5 (5lbs)
1 .220 gauss clip (25)
Jormungandr Assault Rifle (A35, E70), 16lbs, in hand)
Status: Primary Staff quarters, Hall.,
Health: 38/75
Stamina: 29/75
Carried weight: 140/200 (-25%)
Attire: Exarch Dress uniform [8lbs] Light Body armor 32/50 [25lbs]
Inv:
Renfield SMG (10, 10lbs, in hand)
Orb Lightstand (35 lbs 17/20)
Riot shield (10lbs 30/30)
Piru Gauss Rifle (E5/5 A5/5 16lbs)
.45 Gauss slug clip (5)
Simone's Song (6lbs 4/7 -Frangible Rounds-)
.50 caliber Frangible pistol clips (7) x1
Dybbuk Flechette Canister Rifle (1/2 35 lbs)
20 mm flechette canisters (x2, 1 lb)
Status:Primary Staff quarters, Hall. Incredibly Smelly.
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