Tarran Smith: 86+9-3 = 92
Ashley Fey: 48+7-6 = 49
Harry Nakamuno: 25+3-6 = 22
Jordan Grey: 7+6-3 = 10
Immortal Sniper 1: 78+10-2 = 86
Immortal Sniper 2: 18+10-2 = 26
Immortal Sniper 3: 22+10-2 = 30
Immortal Skirmisher 1: 87+7-4 = 90 (Action constrained to the slowest skirmisher)
Immortal Skirmisher 2: 83+7-4 = 86
Immortal Skirmisher 3: 100+7-4 = 103 (Double action) (Action constrained to the slowest skirmisher)
"Dammit! I missed!"
Aim to the right this time, at leg height.
Swearing as the expensive round careens off into nothingness you adjust your aim to about knee height, hoping that they're carrying James instead of dragging him. [Improbable aiming skills 1: Horrible event] [Quickshot 2+1-3-1, Ricochet 4-1] (James Barrier -13, James Armor - 8) The sabot bursts out of the rifle, the rightward bent of your shot a little too pronounced. The errant sabot strikes the wall of the corridor, shattering into a cloud of shrapnel that sprays down the corridor, striking sparks at random until one particularly large chunk strikes something in the middle of the corridor, sending up an unusual flare of light as it hits.
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Immortal Skirmisher 1, 2, and 3 The group of Immortals breaks formation, the encumbered skirmishers tilting forwards into a steady jog, leaving the snipers behind. [Dexterity 5, 3, 4] The three man carry is neither graceful or as fast as they could be individually, but it still serves to put a good amount of distance between them and the sniper group.
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Immortal Sniper 1 The snipers are in no hurry, panic fire by those that can barely see them isn't the kind of thing that can damage their calm. Kneeling in the middle of the corridor the sniper carefully sets its sights on the one with the large rifle, waiting for the moment when it decides to peak out again.
(Sniper 1 is aimed in)
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Ashley FeyAshley Tries Using her Javelin Implants instead
You snarl in frustration as you re-sling the compact assault rifle, it was a useful tool, but not for this. Stepping out of cover for a moment you extend you arm, setting the beam focus out as far as it will go. [Quickshot 1] [Luck 2] The implant fails to do anything.
You step back behind cover with a curse, and run an internal diagnostic to see what the hell went wrong. The internal thermal shutoff has been tripped, the implant is automatically re-routing through the redundant circuit but it's going to take a minute.
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Immortal Snipers 2 and 3 The two immortal snipers that had not already sunk to a kneel did so, locking heavy rifles into their shoulders and seeking targets. If the creatures could be said to be possessed of such human emotions, it might be said that they were amused by the fact that their targets had chosen to back light themselves.
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Harry Nakamuno, Jordan Grey Harry slides all the way back under the protection of the wall, giving his own short range weapon a look of frustrated disgust.
"This isn't going to work Fey,"Harry hissed as he reloaded.
"They already sniped me once, it'd be foolish to think they aren't going to give us another salvo. We're outclassed at this range." Jordan takes another shot down the corridor, [Quickshot 1-3] [Luck 4] missing wildly and burning nothing but wall.
"I can't but agree," Jordan says as he ducks back under cover.
"The original plan was to take them by surprise and drop a handful of grenades on them, not dangle our well lit asses in front of them."---
Dominique WakemanBeing left to her own devices, Dom was starting to get curious. How much, exactly, could Taric ignore while working on something? Was he really so oblivious to the outside world when he had a computer at hand that he wouldn't notice anything? She'd done a lot of work on him with her medkit, stitching up his wounds, applying gauze, basically sorts of stuff that had her touching and poking him in various places, and he hadn't even spared her a glance. The medkit was running low on supplies, and Smith had probably gotten himself injured, so she'd save the last for him.
That left her with a mischievous mood and not much to do other than try to get Taric's attention, just to see if it was possible. He'd ignored (poorly done) medical procedures, he'd ignored talking... the only other things she could think of trying were violence and inappropriate behavior. Considering she had just spent the better part of the last ten minutes working on his wounds, she wasn't eager to be opening them back up so quickly. That meant there was only one option left if she wanted to test his limits.
...Still, she didn't want to be doing anything weird while Jake was in the room. Her curiosity would just have to wait. He was still absorbed in his work, so she'd have to wait to find out what he had found out. She went back into the tunnel for the moment and explored it a bit to see if she could find any other exits.
Left with nothing to do and nothing actually trying to kill you -a rarity- you are forced to decide between a pseudo strip-tease to see if Taric even qualifies as human male when he's on the computer, and exploring in the dark. The deciding factor is Jake, you're not exactly comfortable even fake stripping in front of him, he still seems to think you're some para-military force that's going to save him and the other survivors. Being quite that inappropriate in front of him might cause his traumatized mind to drop a cog.
Deciding on exploration you prepare to swing your way down back into the maintenance shaft, the doors in this room are either weird and glowy, or lead to this guy's bedroom. It might be worth looking into later, but right now you don't care.
As you reach the lip of the shaft Jake suddenly looks away from the hypnotizing display of lights that Taric is working with.
"Hey," he says somewhat helplessly,
"What do I do?" You shrug.
"Don't touch the door, make sure Taric keeps breathing." With that you drop back into the shaft, letting your eyes get used to the blackness as you look about with other senses. The iris is totaled, crawling back through it might be possible, but the jagged metal would certainly make it painful. The reserve iris is still inactive, and there's one ceiling hatch that you haven't explored yet.
Then of course there is the ladder that Jake talked about, leading down into the maintenance deeps.
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Taric SizierStart reading those reports. Whetever is in them must've been important to have that level of security.
You summon the reports file up and unfold it, exhaling in slow surprise at the sheer size of the thing. There are terabytes of information here, video, audio, and an ocean of plain text. Like the personnel files it seems to include the names of everyone who worked on the base, plus associated projects, videos of them, pages of notes, and their associated projects.
You run a few mental calculation based on the size of the file, the number of names, the average report size, and the vids... [int 4+1] Assuming you were able to stay awake and at top reading speed twenty-four/seven it would take about a month to finish this file. You need something specific, something concrete to start with... Dom had been saying something earlier, what had it been?
[int 3+1] The ident card, she had been talking about the ident card you had. Smiling to yourself you withdraw the card from your pocket, indexing the massive report file for Pyotr Ivanov.
Name: Pyotr S. Ivanov (No Known Pseodonyms)
Age: 112
Clearance level: 10, Scientific
Field: Genetics
Specialization: Sequence Analyst
Program Leader: Argos (Linked)
Program Leader: Cybele (Linked)
Program Leader: Ark (Linked)
Process Consultant: Biosuit Division (Linked)
Intern: Kaleena J. Ivanov (Linked)
Threat level: Near Nil.
Asset Value: High
Leverage: Great-Grandaughter, Kaleena J. Ivanov (Linked)
Precision Physical Report (Linked)
History File (Linked)
Specific Action File (Linked)
Notes (Linked)
Surveillance Videos (Linked)
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James Evan"OK, how about this. I'm more familiar with the situation than you are, so I take control so we can destroy the black and then maybe you can try to get yourself your own body or something since obviously this isn't going to work out." Try to negotiate.
The situation is dangerous. You don't feel at all right inside, your other half seems to be almost fine, and there's something that appears to be eating your mind coming to get you. Time to make a deal. [Diplomacy 3 Vs Will 2]
She appears stunned by the terms.
"My own body?" she asks, incredulity mixed with wonder.
You shrug, it seems a reasonable enough thing to offer. You aren't exactly sure how it's going to work, but killing her seems to be long odds at this point, getting her out though, that could work.
"Your own body. Though that does assume that we aren't both killed beforehand." She looks at you suspiciously, though you probably deserve that considering the last time you made a deal it only lasted as long as it took to run away. At long last she nods.
"My own body, a woman. Fit. Swear on it and I'll help you, you try to get out of it and I'll rip your intestines out of your ass."---
Turn Recap Taric is searching
James is making a deal
Tarran is shooting friendlies, and he's not even dual wielding.
Dominique is looking around
Ash is malfunctioning
Jordan is missing
Harry is complaining
The escort is splitting up.
Other EventsTaric Is no longer tired
Dominique is not longer tired
Relevant ItemsMemory Stick (Dom)
Broken Pad (Taric)
Ident Badge -Pyotr Ivanov- (Taric)
Ident Badge -Kira Masse- (Tarran)
Unpowered Pad (Tarran)
Immortal Sniper 1
Class: Long Range Bio-Suit Soldier
Health 50/50
Wearing: Carapace Armor (146/150)
Weapon: Artemis Railgun (E 3/3, A 3/3)
Secondary:
Status: Fine
Range: Long To All
Immortal Sniper 2
Class: Long Range Bio-Suit Soldier
Health 47/50
Wearing: Carapace Armor (142/150)
Weapon: Artemis Railgun (E 3/3, A 3/3)
Secondary:
Status: Fine
Range: Long To All
Immortal Sniper 3
Class: Long Range Bio-Suit Soldier
Health 50/50
Wearing: Carapace Armor (145/150)
Weapon: Artemis Railgun (E 3/3, A 3/3)
Secondary:
Status: Fine
Range: Long To All
Blight
Health: 177/200
Armor: None
Primary Weapon: Dreamspace Knife
Secondary Weapon: None
Health: 77/100
Charge: 125/150
Carried Weight: 101/200 (-25%)
Attire: Plain gray under-armor padding. [10lbs] Heavy Combat Armor, 74/150. [45lbs]
Inv:
Ashley's Leanashe Assault Rifle [10/30 18lbs]
4.73 mm Caseless box mags x1
Cirri Light pistol [20/20 4lbs]
Energy cell x5
basic medical supplies [1/5] (5lbs)
Manticore Pistol [9/10 6lbs]
Mechanical Bypass kit 3/5 [3lbs]
Arc implants, Planerian Implants
Stormcrow implants
Javelin Implants (Off for a round) , Duelist Implants
Status: Primary Staff quarters.
Harry Nakamuno
Health: Slightly 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 9/18, Disruptor Pistol (4/4 4lbs), .50 cal drum clips x3,Advanced medical kit [1/5], Thermal Paste (1), energy cell x3, Orb Lightstand (35 lbs 12/20)
Jordan Grey
Health: Slightly 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 5/12 (15lbs), Disruptor Pistol (4/4 4lbs), energy cell x4, ORS pack 3/3, HE grenades (2).
Health: 91/115
Stamina: 60/115
Carried Weight: 160/200 (-25%)
Attire: Arbiter dress Uniform, pristine [10lbs] Standard Body Armor, 47/100. [35lbs]
Inv:
Dominique's 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 x1
Unusual Pistol [?, 9lbs]
Basic medical kit (1/5) (5lbs)
Data storage drive [Romance novels]
Status: Maintenance shaft. Pep Talk (-1 against Tarran) (2)
Health: 47/70
Stamina: 37/70
Carried Weight: 138/170 (-25%)
Attire: Technocrat Commander Dress uniform [11lbs] Standard Body armor, 66/100. [35lbs]
Inv:
Energy Cell x7 (3 lbs)
Taric's 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: Private room
Health: 24/75
Stamina: 75/75
Carried Weight: 133/150 (-25%)
Attire: High-prelate Uniform [8lbs] Standard Body Armor 48/100. [35lbs]
Inv:
Tarran's Ichneumon Anti-Armor Rifle -Scope- (0, 20lbs, 0 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 3/5 (5lbs)
1 .220 gauss clip (25)
Jormungandr Assault Rifle (A30, E65), 16lbs, in hand)
Status: Primary Staff quarters, Hall. Pep Talk (-1 against Dominique) (2)
Health: 28/75 (Dreamspace HP 81/200)
Stamina: 38/75
Carried weight: 105/200 (-25%)
Attire: Exarch Dress uniform [8lbs] James' Light Body armor 42/50 (28/50) [25lbs]
Inv:
Renfield SMG (10, 10lbs, in hand)
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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