James EvanJames frowned, heavily. He didn't have much choice but to try and kill the guy, did he...? Well, he could try otherwise, maybe with a hit to the legs.
Punch the wight, Simone's Song included, in the legs.
James Evan: 82+0-1 = 81
Technocrat Wight: 68+26(+72)-4 = 162 (Forced last due to prone)
You lunge, jabbing down for a quick strike on the Technocrat's legs. [Melee 5+1-2 Vs Dodge 2+1+4-4] [E.S 22, Triggered] [Brawl 20+1+5] Your fist smashes into the Wight's leg, metal knuckles crushing flesh even before the punchgun triggers. (Wight Armor -3, HP -55*1.1 = 60, 1 negated) [Wight Soak 22+1] Incredibly, though flesh is torn and blood flows freely, the Wight's leg appears to still be functional. It begin to stand, and, if it wasn't trying to kill you, the act of endurance would have been heroic.
The Wight slashes at you before it's even finished standing, [Melee 9+1+4, 18+1+4 Vs Dodge 14, 3] [Luck 4] [Brawl 1, 19] and the first blade seems to be deflected a hair before it cuts into your face. (Shield -8) The second blade, however, drives into your ribs. (Shield -7, Armor -5, HP -26 1 negated)
(Wight Charge -45)
Health: 15/88
Stamina: 29/100
Carried weight: 171/300
Attire: Exarch Dress uniform [8lbs] James' Light Body armor 19/50 (33/50) [25lbs]
Inv:
Renfield SMG (10/30, 10lbs)
Riot shield (10lbs 1/30, in hand)
Piru Gauss Rifle (E5/5 A5/5 16lbs)
.45 Gauss slug clip (5)
Simone's Song (6lbs 2/7 -Frangible Rounds-)
.50 caliber Frangible pistol clips (7) x1
Dybbuk Flechette Canister Rifle (1/2 35 lbs)
20 mm flechette canisters (x2, 1 lb)
Emergency VIP Drop Suit (30lbs, Armor 35/35)
Status: New Hensfield.
**Technocrat Wight**
Health: 114/175
Charge: 80/175
Armor: 14/100
Weapon: Duelist Implants
Status: Prone, Spider Implants Active (+4, Third Round)
Range: Melee
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Anna and Tyrin"This is for Jenna and everyone else you cheesy, technocrat b-"
Loose that shot on that sharpshooter.
'Got you, you little bastard. Let's see how you like a taste of that!' the collective Anna thought to themselves in satisfaction, before doing the sensible thing in the situation.
"Enemy psionic in the rear!" The linked psionics reported simultaneously to the Marshal before focusing back on the immediate challenge. It was time to mop these guys up, without ideally having to go into exhaustion, which meant that it was time to get nasty...
The Destroyer will throw aside his main weapon, quickly take off his helmet and commit suicide with his blade.
Wait for the neural feedback to weaken Damien further before hitting him with Shatter Mind! While waiting, use an Override on the fleeing sniper to make him misstep and fall flat on his face. Then use a level 4 Surge (no mod) on the trooper.
Anna: 56+6-1= 61 (Locked with Smith)
Tyrin: 44+3-3= 44
Marshal Feuer: 59+6-3= 62
Unchained Kineticist: 96+3-3= 96
Unchained Psionic 1: --+6-2= -- (Linked to Anna)
Unchained Psionic 2: --+6-2= -- (Linked to Anna)
Technocrat Destroyer: 72+3-6= 69
Technocrat Sniper: 34+15-4= 45
Technocrat Sharpshooter: 21+6-3= 24
Technocrat Trooper 2: 89+3-3= 89
Damien Smith: 65+3-9= 59
The kineticist turns his borrowed gun on the fleeing sniper, [quickshot 3-1] missing wildly with the new weapon.
The trooper recovers from his surprise enough to give action to the few brief instructions that basic training gave him to handle this situation; Point your gun at the enemy, switch to full-auto, then pull the trigger and pray. [Fire Control 21+1+1 (-2 for wigs and Feuer), 48% of rounds hit (42% for Wigs and Feur), 12 rounds hit the destroyer, 6 rounds hit Wigs, 3 rounds hit Feuer] The trooper's aim is good, and rounds slam into the enslaved Destroyer, Wigs, and even the Marshal. (Destroyer Armor -5, -4, -11, -2, -11, -4, -8, -2, -4, -4, -5, -8. 60 negated) [Wigs I.S 61, no shield] (Wigs Armor -9, -6, -4, -3, -2, -2. HP -4, -1, -3, -9, -11, -12. 12 Negated) [Feuer I.S 96, no shield] (Armor -4, -6, -12. 12 Negated) Bullets scar the Destroyer's heavy armor, but fail to penetrate the reinforced ceramic and steel. Wigs, however, is a far softer target. Bullets tear through his already weakened armor, bringing him bloodily to the ground. He's not dead yet, but he's getting there. Feuer takes a couple rounds, but the battered armor he's wearing absorbs the punishment.
The Destroyer struggles with his own body [Will 13 Vs Anna P.Empathetics 2+1+1], and manages to successfully wrest control of his mind away from Anna's collective will.
The Marshal drops the disruptive field that he's been maintaining, and throws his energy into a psionic attack. [Razor Bloom 18-4+2] [Control 1, +35% cost] [A.K 18+2] (Feuer Stamina -33) A bloom of psionic energy erupts from the Technocrat sharpshooter, tearing into both the destroyer and the trooper. (Destroyer Armor -5, Hp -41. 1 negated) (Sharpshooter Armor -9, HP -34. 2 negated) (Trooper 2 Armor -9, HP -45. 2 negated) Fine wires of psionic energy blaze as they burn through armor and cut flesh, sending the three effected Technocrats staggering away from the origin.
Faced with a rather untenable situation, Damien changes tack. He raises his pistol, points it at the fleeing sniper's back, and pulls the trigger. [Quickshot 12] The soldier staggers as heavy slug smashes into his armor, but keeps going. (Sniper Armor -23, HP -7, 5 Negated) [Diplomacy 14+2+1] Feuer locks eyes with Damien, and gives a very bare nod. It's not a friendly nod, but it acknowledges that Damien just shot a Technocrat soldier.
The threefold Anna, however, is in somewhat less of a live and let live mood. [Shatter Mind 22+1+1+2, Mindbar Penetrated][Control 8+1] (-16 Stamina) (Damien Will -5) She tears through Damien's psychic barriers and attacks his mind, crippling his psionic ability and clouding his will with a single massive surge of energy. [Override 17+1+1-2] [Control 1, Cost +35%] (-14 Stamina) [Sniper Mobility 18+1-3] The sniper's legs jerk, but the soldier keeps his feet and keeps running. [Surge 22+1+1, Two effects, Woozy, Woozy] [Control 5+1, +10%)] (-20 Stamina) The trooper reels from the attack, the empathetic surge tearing his already tired mind apart. (Trooper Health -8, Stamina -8)
The Technocrat Sniper [Morale 7] keeps running, [Mobility 16+1-3] making good time despite his mental injuries.
Tyrin pulls the trigger, [Marksman 20+1] striking the Sharpshooter dead in the chest. (Sharpshooter Armor -16, HP -20. 4 Negated. dead) The soldier's armor explodes where the beam strikes, plating turning to plasma in an instant and burning a hole through the sharpshooter's chest.
Health: 56/79
Stamina: 61/85
Carried weight: 57/150
Attire: Colonist Worksuit, Limbo Medium Body Armor (68/115, 35lbs)
Inv:
Medical Kit (9/10, 5lbs)
First Aid Kit (10/10, 5lbs)
Bandages (4/5, 2lbs)
Combat Knife (1lbs)
ALR Broadbeam (6/10 E, 14lbs, Aimed)
.30 Cal pistol clip (10) x1
Status: New Hensfield, South-east.
Health: 96/95
Stamina: 64/105 (Linked 108/229, Regen 6, Threshold 69)
Carried weight: /130
Attire: Colonist Worksuit, Lethe Armored Infiltration Suit (15/50, 20lbs)
Inv:
Kapre Light Rifle (11/15, 16lbs)
Renfield SMG (10/30, 10lbs)
Combat Knife x2 (1ls)
.30 cal rifle clip (15/15) x1
.115 spike pack (30/30) x1
Status: New Hensfield, South-east. Stimpack, S2 (2), Mind Bar
'Hickie', Unchained Psionic
Health: 61/65
Stamina: 64/70
Armor: 59/65
Weapon: Chimera Pistol [15/15]
Status: Fine,
Ranges,
Trooper 2: 8
Sharpshooter: 8
Sniper: 16
Destroyer: 6
Damien Smith: 10
Unchained Psionic
Health: 59/65
Stamina: 55/70
Armor: 26/65
Weapon: Sleipnir SMG (Dual, 25/25 A, 50/50E. 25/25A, 50/50E) [holstered] ; Loaned Kapre Light Rifle (14/15)
Status: Fine
Ranges,
Trooper 2: 9
Sharpshooter: 9
Sniper: 17
Destroyer: 7
Damien Smith: 12
'Wigs', Unchained Kineticist
Health: 17/109
Stamina: 75/115
Armor: 3/90 (0/5 charges)
Weapon: Basilisk Pulse Rifle (8/10), Artemis Railgun (1/3E, 1/3A)
Status: Fine
Ranges,
Trooper 2: 2
Sharpshooter: 2
Sniper: 11RI
Destroyer: Melee
Damien Smith: 3
Marshal Feuer
Health: 126/130
Stamina: 37/135
Armor: 43/100 (Full Cell)
Weapon: Hellhound SMG (20/30)
Status: Fine
Ranges,
Trooper 2: 7
Sharpshooter: 6
Sniper: 15
Destroyer: 4
Damien Smith: 9
Technocrat Trooper 2
Health: 7/70 (-8, 1)
Stamina: 15/70 (-8,1)
Armor: 81/115
Weapon: Jormungandr Assault Rifle (10A 70E)
Status: Fine,
Ranges,
Unchained Psionic: 9
Hickie: 8
Wigs: 2
Marshal Feuer: 7
Tyrin Laveros: 7
Anna Witheld: 8
Technocrat Sniper
Health: 54/77 (-8, 1)
Stamina: 13/75 (-8, 1)
Armor: 91/115
Weapon: Manticore Pistol
Status: Stunned (1).
Ranges,
Unchained Psionic: 17
Hickie: 16
Wigs: 11
Marshal Feuer: 15
Tyrin Laveros: 15
Anna Witheld: 16
Technocrat Destroyer
Health: 55/105
Stamina: 95/95
Armor: 42/150
Weapon: Sol Pulse Laser (50/100)
Status: Fine, Light Cover, -2 to incoming attacks,
Ranges,
Unchained Psionic: 7
Hickie: 6
Wigs: Melee
Marshal Feuer: 4
Tyrin Laveros: 5
Anna Witheld: 5
Health: 79/79
Stamina: 42/85
Carried weight: 105/150
Attire: Technocrat Uniform, Asgard Shield Armor 75/75 (150/150, 35lbs)
Inv:
Hellhound Beam SMG (30/30, 15lbs)
Abassy (7/7, 8lbs)
Laelaps Laser Rifle (12/12, 17lbs)
.50 cal pistol clip (7) x4
Energy Cell (Full) x8
Ichneumon (2/2, 25lbs)
Field Surgery Kit (10/10, 5lbs)
1" sabot rounds (2) x8
Status: Hensfield field, mindbar, ShatterMind (Will -5)
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Dominique WakemanDom nodded before realizing the man couldn't see her over the radio. "Noted. I'm docking now. We'll speak again in person." Dom deactivated the com system and addressed Emily next. "Emily, take us in to 3B, please." Now all that was left was waiting to move out...
Your shuttle docks with Teras station half a minute after your conversation with Moore ends. You wait by the shuttle doors as the locks cycle, Alonso and Basilio flanking you. A first impression of strength is a good thing, particularly if the odds are as stacked against you as Moore described.
The shuttle doors open automatically when the pressure between your shuttle and Teras station normalizes, revealing the retractable bridge that links the two. You step forwards calmly and carefully, trying to keep your false face serene in spite of the fact that the only thing separating you from hard vacuum can be detached and breached without warning.
The door at the other end of the bridge opens for you as you approach, letting you step through into the receiving bay. It’s a large room, designed to run cargo and personnel for five docking ports. It's pretty busy right now. A half-dozen soldiers appear to be working with scientists to set up a field medical station in the center of the bay. More are setting up barricades and firing positions, all turned to face a group of engineers that are cutting through a pair of blast doors in the opposite wall. More individuals come and go in a steady stream from the pair of docking ports that service Moore’s ship. A number of soldiers look at you as you enter, but they go back to their work after one glance. You’re a Harlequin, and they’ve been told you were coming.
A short man, barely your own height, detaches from the group setting up the medical equipment and strides toward you. He’s not wearing his helmet, but there are bars of rank on the shoulder plates of his armor. This is the Lieutenant, but he’s not exactly what you expected. He’s mostly bald, and the half tonsure of hair he has left is mostly gray. Has a sharp nose, a bony face, and appears to have only one eyebrow. A heavy knot of scar tissue where the missing hair should be suggests the condition is permanent. If it were not for his eyes, he would have looked comical. He has eyes the color of ice, and they look at you just as warmly. He is the smallest man in the room, and, with exception of a few of the scientists, the oldest, but his eyes leave no doubt of his command.
“Harlequin Ayveen, welcome to Teras station,” he says as he approaches your dock. “I am Lieutenant Nathan Moore.” There isn’t any insolence in the man’s tone, but there isn’t any great respect either. Despite the fact that you outrank him, he’s treating you as though he were your equal. “Engineers are almost through the door, and medical will have triage facilities set up shortly thereafter. Fortifications are being prepared as a precautionary measure. Now that those details are out of the way, I can introduce you to my officers. Unless, of course, you have something you want to add to your earlier statements regarding this mission,” he adds pointedly.
You notice that he pays very little attention to the Immortals. Evidently he’s seen soldiers like them before, and he isn’t afraid of them. You don’t know if that speaks for his bravery, skill, or stupidity.
Health: 128/128
Stamina: 120/120
Carried Weight: 124/210
Attire: Harlequin Uniform, Styx Assault Armor (150/150, 60lbs. Integrated Power cell charged 3/3, Internal Ammunition Supply [Cerico, 16])
Inv:
Dominique's Abassy Heavy pistol -laser sight- [6, 8lbs]
.50 pistol clip (7 0.2lbs) x5
Artemis Railgun (3/3 A, 3/3 E 18lbs)
Size S-3 rail spike pack (3, 0.6lbs) x2
Cerico Shotgun (24/8 A, 16lbs)
12 gauge shells (8, 0.3lbs) x5
Stun club (50/50 11lbs)
Advanced Medical Kit (10/10) (5lbs)
Energy Cell (Full, 0.5lbs) x5
ORS (3) x2
Chitin Nodule
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Ashley FeyAshley sighs in relief good they bought it
"although walking into the situation that seems to exist there is going to make this harder"
Prepare to dock
You wait for the shuttle to dock, and then you sit tight inside. In some ways a problem on board the station makes your life easier, but if the trooper numbers that the Lieutenant relayed to Dominique are accurate, it also means that there’s a force out there that’s quite capable of tearing Harry and yourself apart. You need a plan… Dominique may have been given a cover to get her through the Technocrats, but you have no such luxury. Your hair and eyes already mark you as deviant, and that’s a very bad thing in this crowd.
Dominique leaves the shuttle with her Immortals, leaving you and Harry as the sole occupants of the shuttle. In your favor, you have a shuttle, Dom’s makeup kit, Harry, and a vast quantity of booze. Against you there is a full platoon of Technocrats, and a station full of unknown something that may or may not have killed everyone aboard.
The booze may be an important part of this plan.
Health: 159/159
Charge: 159/159
Carried weight: 115/150
Attire: Plain gray under armor padding. Midguard Hardened Armor (112/140, 60lbs)
Inv:
Garou Repeating Cannon (9/12) (19lbs)
15 MM bonding charges x1
Ashley's Leanashe Assault Rifle [10/30 18lbs]
4.73 mm Caseless box mags x1
Cirri Light pistol [20/20 4lbs]
Energy cell x2
basic medical supplies [1/5] (5lbs)
Manticore Pistol [9/10 6lbs]
Mechanical Bypass kit 1/5 [3lbs]
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