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GM: Nightshade
Players: Nightshade, Chaz, Tesla (Faye)
Synopsis: Ongoing run
Date: August 22, 2070
The young troll woman is only a hair over two and a quarter meters weighing in the neighborhood of 185kg. She is small for her metatype but solidly built with heavy calcium deposits on her hands and the sides of her face making her fingers appear clawlike and her face appear draconian. Her eyes are a dirty blue set below eyebrows that bear tiny boney spikes. The pair of horns that begin to show just behind her cheekbones run up and back from her eyes curling along the side of her head wrapping around her ear and tapering to a point just shy of the bottom of her earlobe. Her body, what can be seen of it, bears additional calcium deposits, stiff pieces that shift oddly underneath her clothing. What feminine curves she might have are distorted by these plates and points.
She is wearing a pair of thick baggy jeans that catch from time to time on the bony protrusions on her knees, outer thighs, and hips. Her top is a long sleeved tight fitting stretch material under a light blouse. The undershirt allows the blouse to sit more or less normally though she does need to adjust it from time to time when the sleeves start to bunch up behind the extended point of her elbow. She wears a sturdy looking greatcoat, the pockets of which appear to have been reinforced and lined with leather. On her back are a pair of swords obviously meant to intimidate, massively blades that would seem ridiculous if she didn't seem so comfortable with them on.
She appears to be a quite thin young elvan woman with a rather quite tanned skin. Her solid black hair hangs straight down to her shoulders as quite a bit of it hangs in her face, often covering one of her eyes. She wears a rather small amount of make up on her face, only a small amount of eyeliner around her ice blue eyes as she seems to generally be going for a more natural look. In her elongated ears, she has fourteen different piercings; seven in each ear, making them look almost identical to eachother. Three are rather small golden hoops that are connected to eachother by a very thin maching chain, as the remaining four of them are rather large black round piercings that fill the spaces between the hoops.
Her body is quite thin, resembling many other elven females as she doesn't lack any of the natural feminine curves that are common in women her age. Upon a closer examination, it is easier to notice that the muscles spread throughout her body are rather nicely toned, as if she goes out of her way to stay in shape. Her hands are thin, much like the rest of her body. They seem to be a bit rough from quite a bit of hard work, though it possibly isn't very noticeable from looking at them.
On her body, she wears a rather thin black spaghetti-strap tank-top that stops just at her hips and doesn't appear to have any special design on it at all. On top of her legs, she wears an rather tight pair of black low-rider jeans that cling to her form quite nicely, completely exposing her navel as they lead down to her rather pointy boots that are a slightly darker shade of black than her pants.
She appears to be 178cm(5'10") tall and seems to weigh about 59kg(129lbs)
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You see a tall (6'1") elven male standing before you. His hair is pushed back over his head to keep the hair from his face, the brown strands going down to just above shoulder length. Resting on his face are an silver pair of sunglass frames, the lenses tinted light blue. There is a thin, short mustache covering his upper lip, while a thin patch runs down his chin, bisecting it and running into a little patch on the bottom of it. His eyes when seen without the discoloration of his shades is completely glowing a light hazel.
He is currently wearing a chain-link vest overtop of a transparent short-sleeved t-shirt, with a light forest green tint to it. Covering his legs are a pair of leather pants, conforming to his shape with a zipper running down each side to disect the pants. The zippers are secured by small chains to a belt, done up with a chrome skull belt buckle. On his feet are a pair of leather combat boots, laced up to the ankle..
Word is out on the street there's a runner in need of some additional manpower, her reputation is decent enough that your friends with ears and lips have sent you a contact point. It's a troll girl that goes by Nightshade, she's working for someone in the FTZ moving goods around, though this shipment will be heading overland out of town. Paygrade is a bit low for your skillsets but you wanted some spending cash right? The meet is in the Warrens in the Market near the Rez, be there at 7pm. A description of Nightshade is provided.
The marketplace near the Rez is a place of barely contained violence, with rival gangs members passing within inches of eachother every second, dusk is settling in and anyone with half a brain is making their way home before the ghouls come out to play. Leaning against one of the walls is a trollish woman, she's got a pair of sword on her back obviously designed as much for intimidation as functionality as the blades look almost too long and thick to be functional. She's got a greatcoat on over sturdy clothes. She's keeping her eyes open looking around, and the one or two guys big enough to consider her attractive tend to walk on by once they get close enough to make out the details of her face.
Well anyone that knows Faye, knows that she's had some serious heat on her the last week or so. Being there's a Hit out on her head an all. Those that know her, know she's dropped off the radar, but can steal reach her through dead drops. So, that's aparently what happens here. She checks these dead drops daily, and just so happens to come across the word for a job, and yes..she does need spending money to help her stay off the radar. The Elf Woman makes her way to the meet, pulling up in a tinted black ford americar and stepping out. Few things have changed for those that haven seen her in person, first thing being…she went blonde. Weearing it in a nice short cut. She's sans-jewlery in her ears, and her tat's have been covered up. Her eyes are also a light grey-ish color now. She's wearing a pair of black loose fit jeans, and a long sleve turtle neck style shirt. No doubt with form fitting body armor on under it. She also has a Morrisey Alta pistol hung in a hip holster on her right leg.
The newly chirstend Tesla makes her way up to night shade, and waves with a smile. "Hey, so you're the one who needs a hand huh?"
Chaz arrives dressed in his standard runwear, a long duster covering under armor as he moves. His main weaponry kept close, just in case, but also hidden out of sight. As he walks, he looks around at the comings and going, before moving to step closer towards the descripted woman that he was provided, regarding her from a distance at the moment. Better to know the whos befotr uoi hear the offer that is coming your way, so you can judge if its even worth listening. He pauses, considering for a short period before stepping closer.
Nightshade nods, "You'd be Tess?" She says looking over the elven girl. "Yes, I'm in need of six hands and I've only got two. Should be another pair arriving shortly. I go by Nightshade professionally."
Tesla returns the nod with one of her own, "Tesla" she replies. "But Tess for short, so yes that's me." The blonde places her arms in a folded position and takes a moment to look around this area of the ren's with a marked level of scrutiny. She titls her head back towards Nightshade and smiles warmly. "Ok, I'll help" she adds. Surpriseingly not asking for any details what so ever, she's already consented to helping this fellow runner.
Nightshade nods, "Right, pays decent, risk is low, complications are always present but in this case not terrible." She glances around, "Assuming the other pair shows."
"Well, this definately sounds like it could be interesting," offers Chaz as he closes in, nodding to Nightshade and then to Tesla. "Name's Chaz."
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Tesla turns to face Chaz and smiles at him, that face…even with what she's done, is unmistakeable to the man. "Well then, what's the details Nightshade?" she inquires of the troll woman as she turns back around to face her.
Nightshade nods towards Chaz, "Nightshade. I'm hoping for dull, boring and profitable. The J is a regular of mine, he's got a truck that goes from here to there." She doesn't give details. "Some places he buys stuff, some places he sells stuff. Some of the stuff he bought he got too cheap…like /way/ to cheap. He's spotted it for a setup and his recon suggests they'll deliver the goods, let the truck go a stop or two, then the truck will suffer an 'unrelated' robbery." She makes air quotes with her fingers, her knuckles crackling and rasping as she does. "We're going to take the place of his normal delivery crew, and do the rounds. Two problems. First, he wouldn't tell me which pick-up was the bad one cause he doesn't want us acting suspicious, two he doesn't want us to look any more heavily armed than his normal crew. He's arranged for his normal crew to have /solid/ excuses for not being there…they're currently all in the hospital with food poisoning."
You say "The pay is 20k if we get make all the deliveries, zilcho if we don't. The cargo is worth a fair bit so the guys coming after it will want to avoid damaging it too, so rockets are unlikely."
Nightshade finishes then looks between the pair for reactions and questions.
Chaz chuckles and nods. "PRobably looking at a roadblock or similar approach, but shouldn't be too hard. And as for armaments, that begs the question of what is too heavily armed, but otherwise, I'm in for this."
Nightshade nods, "His guys usually carry a sawed off and a few pistols, kind of stuff you can get away with if you're pulled over by the cops. If it would suprise you to see a thug carrying it, it's probably a bit too heavy."
Tesla thinks for a moment, "Ok, I'm good with that. I'll just pack a few pistols and be good from there" she adds.
Chaz nods his head and smiles. "Sounds like we've got ourselves a working plan."
Chaz nods his head and smiles. "Sounds like we've got ourselves a working plan."
Nightshade nods, "Excelent, I'll need you to be at this location tomorrow morning at 5am. Dress down, we're posing as delivery boys and girls…" she rolls her eyes, "Guess which one of us rides in the back of the truck and lifts the crates."
Tesla blinks, "I can" she says.
Chaz tilts his head. "So, there you go," he offers.
Nightshade blinks back at Tesla, "We're going for low brow here Tess…me trog, me lift…me good troggy. You two can argue about who gets to drive." She has a light tinking laugh, like the sound of glass from broken beer bottles falling onto pavement and you hear it as she says, "But thank you for the offer."
Tesla smiles and nods. "Let the man drive, us girls might brake nails.." she retorts with a giggle.
Chaz nods his head lightly to Tesla and smirks. "Yes'm Miss Daisy, I's kin drives ya anywhere."
The location she hands you but doesn't say aloud is one of the furthest stops public transit will get you heading out into the UCAS.
«OOC» Tesla says, "I'll have one Colt Manhunter, right upper thigh holster, and one Morrisey Alta right hip holster, two extra mag's each. Wearing a suit of FFBA under plain clothes."
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) puts on her "Forearm Guards"<=Armor Locker (#1214, Item 4).
«OOC» Chaz says, "Going with the old standard, I guess. FFBA, Secure Ultra-Vest and Secure Long Coat, using the VW infiltrator as my gun. Beyond that, going to wear a polymask and my sunglasses."
Nightshade arrives at the rest stop at around 4:15 and heads into the greasy spoon they've got there for a bit of breakfast, her greatcoat has acquired a number of stains since you saw it on her last, it looks like it's been through the ringer, twice. She's wearing heavy jeans, worn boots, and a thick shirt. Underneath the practiced eye might pick out the bodysuit, but it'd take a fair bit of staring. She's got a good sized knife on her hip, but nothing you'd blink twice at, and the blade is shorter than her palm, though that technicality gets a little hazy when trolls are involved. A second lock blade knife rests in her pocket.
Tesla arrives shortly after around 0420 time frame, a few moments after nightshade. The girls wearing the same style of turtle neck long sleeved shirt, and black pants, save for a change to those pants. Their a military style set of cargo pants that stop in a pair of combat boots. She see's Nightshade and heads her direction.
The meet is a bus stop and diner, the last stop before you start taking the long treck to the next bastion of civilization. The treaty of Denver has decimated the businesses out here, but sometimes you're just not going to have enough fuel or battery power to make it back into or out of town without a pit stop. A few die-hard farmers and naturalists still live around these areas determined to make their way eeking out a meager living from the land.
Chaz has his gun carefully hidden under his jacket, his sunglasses resting in the jacket pocket as he steps into the reststop. He looks around and stretches his arms before moving over towards the counter to place an order for something to eat while he waits.
The food is diner dive good, the taste of grease perfectly masking the taste of soy. The waitresses are friendly if you look like you're going to tip them, foot sore and bitchy if you don't. The cook is some sort of voodoo hougan that produces food at a rate that seems damn near mystical.
A bit before 5am, a big box truck pulls into the parking lot, the driver steps out and starts pumping it full of food, the side of the truck reads, "Denver Agricultural Co-op and Trading." The drive comes in yawning and glancing around. Nightshade raises her hand towards him, "Chuck. I'm Morel." She holds out a credstick towards him then points to the other two where they're finishing their breakfast, "Drivers." Chuck nods, and taps credsticks with Nightshade checking in, then goes to sit down to his own breakfast after dropping of the keys.
Chaz pats his stomach as he finishes his food, resting his silverware on the plate. "Now, that was something I haven't had in a while," he says and smiles happily, finishing his coffee. He adjusts the way his coat sits and smiles.
Nightshade finishes off her food, stands and heads out to the truck.
Tesla also stands up and heads out to the truck.
Chaz moves to follow the rest of the crowd, taking his sunglasses and putting them on.
Nightshade goes outside and does a walk around of the truck, it's got a pair of bucket seats in the front for the two 'normal' sized folk, and a little fold down seat for her in the back, the left side of the truck is refrigerated and contains an assortment of meats, the right has all manner of fruits and veggies. Everything is crated and stamped for delivery. Inside the cab the trucks auto-router is already plotting the course and dinging at you to hurry you on your way. It looks like you'll be criss crossing the countryside stopping at a number of farms, homesteads, and storage facilities.
Nightshade looks over the truck, "If you dump onions in my lap hitting potholes, I'm deducting it from your pay."
Tesla yawns and stretches out moving around to the passenger side and opening the door, climbing up into the truck and then closing it. Seemingly ignoring that comment from Nightshade.
Chaz nods his head and smirks. "Alright, I'll make sure the onions stay put so as not to disturb the tall drink o' water in the back," he says, moving to the front of the cab.
Nightshade grumbles and passes Chaz the keys then shuts herself into the back of the truck.
Chaz takes the keys, spinning them around on a finger before sliding inside. "So," he says as he doublechecks the systems, "Everyone ready to roll out?"
Tesla nods and leans back in her seat some, folding her legs and crossing her arms. "Yup"
The trucks computer shows the bill of lading for the next stop, a few cases of meats delivered to a farmer, picking up cases of veggies. It looks like this co-op pools resources so each sellers can go to market with a full selection. The truck is old, and the computer looks like it's been handled by people with nine thumbs and one missing finger, but it all looks like it'll still work.
Nightshade either can't hear you, or doesn't respond.
Chaz smiles and goes to start the vehicle up. "* * * * * * * *" he says before setting the truck into drive as he begins on his route towards Old MacDonald's farm, where on his farm he has some veggies. The elf smiles, turning his eyes to the road and kicking in his enhanced senses to help with the trip. (Latin)
Tesla blinks and looks over at him, "Stick with English…please?" she asks him.
The drive is uneventful, the autonav tells you where to go, but out here, on the dirt roads, you're better off with your hands on the wheel. The farmstead is set a good ways back and you get to see chickens and what looks to be an honest to goodness goat. One of the hands wave's you towards a storage barn motioning for you to back right up to it.
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Car vs TN 3:
2 5 5 = 2 Successes
Chaz moves along the ride, doing the best he can to avoid any issues with the roads, since they don't make 'em with gridguide out here. Getting to the farm, he pulls the truck into a turn, taking into account the big trailer, before backing it towards its destination, slowly bringing it in to not do any damage, since it would come out of his pay.
Tesla has decided to remain quiet for the time being. She's sat pretty still and been very silent the whole ride. Staring off down the rooad, or at the country side.
The farmers come round, open the back door and Nightshade starts lugging stuff into and out of the truck, the guys in the barn bring her a few crates to load, then back in the back she goes. A young fella with slicked back hair comes around with a data stick to confirm the order, holding it out to you, to match up with the reader in the truck.
The young fella comes up on the driver's side.
Chaz takes the data tick from the offered hand, sliding it into the reader as he lets the tech do its thing in confirming what has been delivered and picked up, inputting his authorization as needed. "Quite a day we're having, ain't it?" he offers idly.
Slick nods, "Yeah, and it ain't hardly started too." He looks up at the sky as the weather. "So long as it stays dry though, be alright, s'only hittin 90."
The tech does it's thing as Slick throws a curious glance over at Tesla, though he seems to know when he's out of his league and doesn't do more than gawk a bit.
Tesla notices said gawking and shoots a smile at the Tech. One of thos alluring ones, that most people would know is her just playing and being mean.
Chaz pulls out the stick, grinning slightly as he hands it back. "And you have yourself a good day," he offers to the tech.
Slick doesn't seem to know Tesla's reputation, and his adam's apple bob's up and down as he swallows hard, then he fumbles the data stick backing away from the truck as he seems to be all thumbs of a sudden.
Tesla turns those grey eyes of her towars Slikc and speaks, if elve's that were born in the Tir and taught speretheil first have an accent…she has one and she speaks softly. "You ok?" she asks.
Chaz just watches the scene, not bothering to say anything, instead making it seem as if he's pulling up the next location.
Slick nods slowly, "Yes'm…though, if you don't mind the asking…there's a bit of a fair going on this week, wouldja be in the area come Friday? I'd welcome your comp'ny."
Tesla grins and nods a little, "Whynot, I've got nothing else to do" she replies. "Sure thing boy'o, I'll drop by Friday"
Slick nods, "It's jes down the grange, I'll see ya there…Friday."
Chaz smirks and continues prepping the vehicle, giving the two some more time to socialize.
Tesla nods, "Sure thing" she replies. "We ready to get moving?" she turns asking Chaz.
Slick moves away, pretty sure she's setting him up, but hell, she's a dream girls, what else is he gonna dream about.
Chaz nods and starts the vehicle, pulling away from this farm and onto the next destination. Once he gets far enough away from the farmm. "Awww, ain't that cute, you made a friend."
The delivery process is repeated three more times, but as you pull out of your fourth stop the turn signal blinks double time and a warning light comes on the dash that your right signal light has gone out.
Tesla notices that and turns to Chaz, "We might wana check that out, patrol might pull us over with some sort of violation for a broken signal"
Chaz looks at Tesla and mmms. "Perhaps, but at the same time, pulling over does expose us as well, so we need to be prepared for an ambush."
Nightshade rides along quietly staring at the onions.
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) rolls Intelligence:
3 3 3 4 5
Tesla blinks a few times, "I say we stop here, this is where the ambush is going to happen. Start checking the road and horizon, hop out and /check/ the light. Let Night know, and I'll keep an eye out."
Chaz nods and mmmms, looking for a decent spot to pull the truck over so as not to have much cover for approachers to use, relying on his enhanced senses to see if he can find anything out of the ordinary.
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) rolls Intelligence for "Mods on Sheet":
1 3 5 10 11
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Intelligence:
1 1 1 2 3 3 3 5
Light traffic like there's been all day, mostly trucks going from one place to another and trying not to have trouble on the way. The road you're on is one lane in either direction with a decent shoulder, you should see anyone coming at least a half mile away. The next stop is about 20 minutes out you'll need to hop on and off the highway to get to it.
Chaz sighs slowly and nods his head. "Yeah, this isn't going to work out well, but…" he says and moves to aim the vehicle to the shoulder. "Let's get ready for some fun."
There's enough room on the shoulder for the truck to get all the wheels over the line, though Tesla will need to be careful getting out that she doesn't fall in the drainage ditch. The mirrors on the rig are still in the road but only nervous people would need to swerve. The land around here is hilly and this area has mostly gone dead. Someone owns the property round here, but whoever it is, isn't doing anything with it.
Tesla glares and pulls out her Alta, loading it and getting it ready. "This has to be the location, the land here is a mess. I've got a 50% chance of breaking a leg trying to get out of this blasted truck. You keep your eyes open ok?"
Chaz nods and smirks. "Best money can buy," he says and moves to step outside, sniffing a little at the air and tuning out the sounds of traffic as he moves to check out the indicated light.
It's two minutes before you hear a truck coming up from behind you, sounds like a decent sized rig and looks to be the same. It's barreling along at what the computer considers a safe speed, it'll be passing you in about 30 seconds at that rate.
Chaz leans into the truck as he investigates the light, knocking on the back door as if trying to balancing himself. "Get ready," he says, exanining the light carefully, trying to see what would have caused it to fail. Best to keep up appearances.
Tesla takes this time to get ready to climb out of the truck. She's decided to get out now, instead of when the shit hits the fan, carefully getting out and making sure not to fall in the dicth. She makes her way to the front passenger side and waits.
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Electronics B/R + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 6:
1 3 4 8 9 = 2 Successes
The led array that acts as the signal seems to have just given up the ghost, you'd suspect a wiring problem as it looks like all the leds have died at once, you could probably get it going again with a toolkit and some time, or replace it in like 30 seconds if you had the right parts.
Nightshade makes herself ready, in the back of a mostly dark truck, by sitting on her little seat, and trying to relax while the elfies mess about outside, "One potatoe, two potoatoe, three potoatoe, four."
The big truck approaches and doesn't show any signs of slowing. Please pose where you are.
Chaz is at the back of the truck, investigating the light as he hmmms softly. "Well, that's strange," he says as he kneels on the ground.
Tesla is at the front of the truck, though standing to the side not directly infront of it.
The big rig whips by doing a good 60 KPH edging just far enough out to clear the mirrors of your truck.
The wiring is tucked up pretty well out of the way you'd need tools or to break some things in order to get at it. Nothing appears to be amiss.
Tesla makes sure to roll around the side of the truck. "God damn't what was that shit?" she blurts out.
Chaz straightens up and mmms. "Well, going to need to get this repaired, or rewired," he says, moving to stand up, one hand brushing off his coat.
From up the way you were headed comes the sound of a number of motorcyles.
Tesla leans around the side of the truck and yells, "Chaz! Company up the road, motorcycles"
Chaz nods his head and pounds on the door to the back of the truck. "Sounds like time for action," he calls out to Nightshade in the vehicle as he goes for his weapon.
Looks like a good half dozen bikers, two that could be humans or elves, three orks, and a troll. They're wearing matching leathers but from this distance you can't make out much more than that. Another few seconds though and they'll be clear of the braken blocking your view and your optics will give you a good look, though they'll be able to look back.
Tesla glares, "Get a move on!" she yells aiming her pistol at the lead bike.
Nightshade steps out of the truck and ducks down taking cover behind the truck as well.
Chaz moves to pull out his pistol and mmms. "Shame we had to arm light," he says as he keeps using the truck for cover, chuckling a little as he chambers the first shot.
The two human sized figures are riding up front, with the orks in the middle and the troll on a wide wheeled bike bringing up the rear, from the gravel those wide tires kick up there's little question as to why.
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) rolls Stealth:
1 1 4 10
«Auto-Judge[]» Nightshade (#3173) rolls 12 vs TN 10 for "Do the bikers notice the elf girl pointing a gun at them collective ints.":
1 1 3 4 4 4 5 7 8 11 11 27 = 3 Successes
At about 200 meters out several of the bikers start pointing towards the big rig on the side of the road, suddenly three of them slam on the breaks and the others follow suit, there's a good bit of skidding but the all manage to stop their bikes there's a fair bit of commotion starting to happen as they're yelling and pointing towards you, it's a pretty rough cityspeak but there's little down the word gun comes up and several of them start reaching for their saddlebags.
The bikers are 150 meters out, combat begins. Initiative please.
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) rolls Initiative with a result of 17.
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Initiative with a result of 12.
«Auto-Judge[]» Nightshade (#3173) rolls Initiative with a result of 10.
«Auto-Judge[]» Nightshade (#3173) rolls 1 for "General Init for bikers +4":
3
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Tesla you have the opening move."
«OOC» Tesla holds that move, nothing to do
«OOC» Chaz says, "What are the surrounding like; highway on one side, drainage ditch on the other? Nothing overhanging or anything like that?"
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Drainage ditches on boths sides, the fields are filled with bracken and over grown grass, small trees but nothing close to the road."
«OOC» Chaz says, "Ok then. Well, not likely to be able to hit them this far out, and little to no cover. So, what I guess I'll be doing is waiting for them to get into range and then act, since I doubt I'll be able to take aim actions until then?"
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Correct, waiting then."
Nightshade for her part pulls out her knives and stays as low as she's able behind the truck tire, her head tilted listening.
There seems to be some discussion amongst the bikers regarding the truck, several small arms have appeared, each member now sporting a pistol with a short length of chain attached to the butt end of it. Half are gesturing towards the truck, the other half back the way they came.
All of the bikers are watching carefully to make sure nothing new appears pointing at them.
Tesla thinks for a moment, this could end up getting her killed but if she can plant the seeds of doubt..they might run. They weren't expecting the group. So, she walks around the front of the truck and yells. "Turn back now, and we'll forget this ever happened.." she says.
«Auto-Judge[]» Nightshade (#3173) rolls 2 for "setting the intimidation difficulty.":
1 3
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Roll intim vs 3"
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) rolls Intimidation vs TN 3:
2 5 = 1 Success
Most of the group seems to think this is a damn fine solution to the matter at hand and they start turning their bikes to face back down the way they came, though they keep their weapons drawn and pointed in your direction. Further past them there's the sound of a engine approaching, several of the bikers holler then they take off at a good clip, their pistols quickly being tucked away.
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) has the Language Cityspeak with the value '1 (4)'.
You paged Tesla with 'They just hollered that Lone star was coming.'.
Tesla holsters her gun, "Lonestar, incoming…back in the truck now." She does as she yells nad heads for the cabin.
Nightshade curses then scoots around to the back of the truck, pulling the doors closed behind her.
Tesla says "Chaz, you stay out and try to work on that light..keep up apperances""
Chaz nods and smirks, sliding under the truck as if to be working on the light. Though, what he actually starts to do is return his gun to its component state, just in case he is to be searched, they won't find anything important on him.
When the lonestar vehicle comes into view it blips its siren, turns on it's lights then comes towards the truck. Over the vehicles loudspeaker comes a voice, "Please remain calm, if anyone is injured a parmedic will be dispatched shortly, please be ready to provide your identification and any emergency service insurance plans you may have." The voice sounds recorded, "Sir please indicate that you are unharmed, then slowly come out from under the vehicle."
Chaz nods his head slightly under the truck. "I am unarmed," he says before starting to move himself out from underneath the truck. "Just making sure everything's wokrking with this light. Damn thing spazed out on me, figured it'd be a safety hazard to keep driving with it."
There appear to be two officers inside the car, they lean towards eachother in a quick conversation you can't hear then the loudspeaker comes back on. "Glad to hear everything is alright, sir. Would you please provide your vehicle's bill of lading and operator identification so we can make sure everything is in order."
Chaz nods his head happily. "Of course officer, I'll need to get them from the cab," he says as he starts that way. After all, they asked him for it, so he needs to provide it.
Tesla just keeps quiet for now and sits still in her seat.
The officers wait till Chaz provides the data, everything appears to be in order and the officers relax visibly when they read their terminals, "Thank you sir, can't be to careful. What was the problem you said a light blown?" The officer steps out of the car, his partner doing the same.
The police car still has it's lights flashing letting anyone approach know to stay clear, it's facing the truck pulled off on the same side of the road.
Chaz nods his head to that question. "Exactly, sir. Signal light is out, seems the diode array is shot. Was making sure that there wasn't any additional damage before I attempted repairs. Didn't want to have any major electrical problems or anything before I can get the rig properly serviced."
The officer nods, "Alright, well I don't want you folks sitting on the roadside here, looked like you were about to have a heap of trouble just before we got here. I'm sure you'd rather have a citation than a chalk outline, so here's what we'll do, I'll write you up a warning, you get that signal fixed as soon as you can and we call it a day. I don't get guff from the sergeant, you don't get guff from your boss."
Chaz nods happily to that. "Thank you, sir," he replies and smiles, "I'll make sure to get that repaired right away. Think my nav said there was a garage just a ways up the highway, next exit or two. I'll take it in and get the parts I need there."
The other officer makes a circuit of the truck while his partner talks, hoping to the far side of the ditch and then back rather than walk right beside the truck, "Yeah, they look fine, don't see anything that says they did anything other than stop for the light." He nods towards Tes, "Miss."
Tesla smiles and nods, "Sir"
Another truck is coming up from behind and the officers move away from the side of the truck towards their vehicle, "We'll have this done up for you so we can all get on on way, you can get back in the truck but don't start it up or do anything foolish just to avoid a warning now." The two cops chuckle about it as they walk back to the car squad car.
Tesla just yawns and stretches in her seat folding her arms and crossing her legs again.
Chaz nods. "Of course, wouldn't want to cause any more trouble," he admits, moving back to the truck cab. He takes a deep breath and moves inside the cab, with a glance over at Tesla. "Keep your gun close, just in case."
Tesla blinks and looks at Chaz, "Fake cops?" she asks him.
The Lone Star officers fill out a bit of electronic paperwork then walk back over with a handheld computer, "Just slot your chip there and we're all set." He hands the little computer up towards Chaz in the cab.
Chaz shakes his head and glances to the mirror. "Not sure yet," he says, "But seems an awful bit convient," he offers as the cops do their paperwork. When the police do approach, he takes the computer from them and nods, moving to comply with their orders to get this taken care of.
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Chaz give me a demolitions b/r at 12"
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Only giving you guys the test because of the suspicion voiced. No karma rerolls though."
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Demolitions B/R + Task Pool: 1 + Karma Pool: 4 vs TN 12 for "KP 10/31":
2 3 3 4 5 5 10 11 15 = 1 Success
«OOC» Nightshade says, "lucky devil."
No, wait…something wrong…this is too heavy for what it's supposed to be, and that data port looks wrong…it's all wrong…this definitely isn't just a hand held comp…your hand hovers just over the dataport.
«OOC» Chaz says, "What are the cops doing, they remaining close?"
«OOC» Nightshade says, "One's just a meter or so away waiting on the return of his computer, the other is leaning against the front of the patrol car smiling at Tes."
Chaz examines the device for a moment, glancing over towards the officer by the window as he leans out towards him with the device in one hand, the chip in the other. "Sorry, just never used one of these before. So I just put this in here?" he asks, getting ready to slot into the device.
The officer nods, "Yes, sir, just slot the stick and then follow the directions on the display." He doesn't so much as blink.
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Yeah, you can try psych at 12 as well. Police security he's parked his car the wrong way which is a no-no but not a hanging offense, otherwise he's been pretty close to by the book."
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) rolls Psychology + Karma Pool: 2 vs TN 12 for "Hrm…":
2 2 3 5 11 = 0 Successes
«OOC» Tesla says, "damn…so close"
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Psychology + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 12 for "Why not?":
1 2 4 5 5 = 0 Successes
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Oh yeah, he's definitely straight up, honest as abe and noble as george."
Chaz nods and smiles, moving to slide the stick into the dataport of the device, still leaning it slightly out the window, just in case something does happen. Either way, if he doesn't act soon, they'll likely take offense to that.
There's a click and a hiss and jets of vapor shoot out of the device.
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Initiative with a result of 13.
«Auto-Judge[]» Nightshade (#3173) rolls 2 for "+5 cop 1 (by window)":
3 5
«Auto-Judge[]» Nightshade (#3173) rolls 2 for "+5 cop 2 (by car)":
3 4
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) rolls Initiative with a result of 21.
Gamma-scopolamine I Imm 10D* 8/2wks 300Y 3 3-x
-Notes: This neuromuscular blocking agent renders a target unable to move. Derived from the natural toxin found in Atropa Belladonna, commonly known as nightshade. Gamma-scopolamine takes effect immediately, causing dizziness, dilation of the pupils, speech loss, delirium and paralysis. Deadly stun damage indicates full paralysis; for lesser damage, apply an additional +2 to all modifiers appropriate for the Stun wound (for example, a Serious stun wound applies a +5 modifier to all target numbers and a -5 modifier to Initiative). The full effects last for one hour. After the hour has passed, the residue remaining in the body acts as a "truth serum" for an additional hour. Adjust the targets Willpower by -2 (down to a minimum Rating of 1) for the duration of the chemicals effect.
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Chaz you just took spray of gamma scope as did the officer outside the window. Please soak 10D stun."
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Mixed with contact vector goo of course."
«OOC» Chaz says, "Straight body, or CP help?"
«OOC» Nightshade says, "I'll allow CP on this one since you were expecting it and would have tried to avoid."
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Body + Karma Pool: 4 + Combat Pool: 9 vs TN 10 for "KP 20/31":
1 1 1 1 2 3 3 3 4 4 4 5 5 5 5 5 9 10 = 1 Success
«OOC» Chaz says, "Karma allowed? :)"
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Yessir."
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Body + Karma Pool: 4 + Combat Pool: 9 - 1 vs TN 10 for "KP 21/31":
1 2 2 2 3 3 3 4 4 4 5 5 5 10 11 11 17 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Body + Karma Pool: 4 + Combat Pool: 9 - 5 vs TN 10 for "KP 17/31":
1 1 1 1 2 3 4 4 4 4 5 5 11 = 1 Success
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Down to light stun so far."
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Body + Karma Pool: 4 + Combat Pool: 9 - 6 vs TN 10 for "KP 20/31":
1 1 3 3 4 4 5 5 5 7 7 11 = 1 Success
«OOC» Chaz says, "L stun it is."
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Gamma scope gives +2 mod so you're at +3 for actions from here on."
Chaz slides the stick home and then tries to keep the device as away from him as he can, even going so far as to hold his breath. The chemicals still manage to nail him anyway, causing him to blink, blink, and blink again before he smiles. "Cree Craw Toadsfoot, Geese Walk Barefoot."
The officer by the window still doesn't react even when the chip is slotted and the spray goes off, as the liquid and vapor coat him he starts going for his gun without any seeming effect from the drug though he's slower to react than the heightened actions of Chaz who half tossed the unit away before the spray went off saving himself from the worst of it.
«OOC» Tesla says, "my alta's in a quick draw holster, im gona draw and double tap the officer standing at the window if I can get a bead on him"
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Partial cover because of Chaz and the door, but you can do it."
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Short range 4, partial +2, make it difficulty of 6 before your mods."
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) rolls Pistols (Morrissey Alta) + Combat Pool: 3 vs TN 4 for "4+2(Partial)-2(Smartlinked) TN 4 First Shot":
2 4 4 4 4 4 5 9 17 = 8 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) rolls Pistols (Morrissey Alta) + Combat Pool: 3 vs TN 4 for "Second Shot":
1 3 4 4 4 5 5 7 11 = 7 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Nightshade (#3173) rolls 5 (body) + 4 (combat pool) vs TN 3 for "vs 8 successes M damage":
1 2 2 3 3 3 3 4 11 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Nightshade (#3173) rolls 5 (body) + 2 (combat pool) vs TN 3 for "vs 7 successes M damage":
1 1 2 4 5 5 7 = 4 Successes
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Dropped him."
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Pose a hideous double tap."
Tesla's reactions to this are fast..ungodly fast..her pistol's out of it's concealed quick draw holster and right next to Chaz two taps from her gun go off slaming the fake officer in the chest and head splatering his brains and inards all over the place.
«OOC» Chaz says, "Probably not good for me to drive the car in this state, but there's little else I can do."
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Oh, I love when people say things like that…"
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Car vs TN 7:
4 5 9 = 1 Success
Chaz blinks as the gunshot goes off near him, glad his hearing has dampeners to them. "You go boom, he fall down, go boom. Boom, boom," he says as he starts the truck up, moving to drive straight ahead, giving the cop very few options as where to go. He smiles and rocks in his seat. "Vroom, vroom."
«Auto-Judge[]» Nightshade (#3173) rolls 5 vs TN 4 for "Get the gun out":
1 1 3 3 9 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Nightshade (#3173) rolls 4 + 4 vs TN 6 for "Shooting Tess.":
1 2 2 3 5 5 5 10 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) rolls Combat Pool: 3 vs TN 4:
3 3 5 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) rolls Combat Pool: 3 - 1 (Successes) vs TN 4 for "KP4/12":
2 2 = 0 Successes
«OOC» Tesla says, "I'll just soak the hit.."
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) has the Active Skill Armor B/R with the value '0'.
«OOC» Tesla says, "wrong prove.."
«OOC» Chaz says, "Ballistic"
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) has the Armor Rating Ballistic with the value '0 (5)'.
«OOC» Nightshade says, "so 4m soak"
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) rolls Body vs TN 4 for "Soaking 4m..":
2 2 3 5 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Tesla (#1207) rolls Body - 1 (success) vs TN 4 for "KP5/12":
1 3 5 = 1 Success
«OOC» Nightshade says, "Light wound."
Chaz gets the truck moving, the autonav blissfully unaware of the reason for the interruption chirps out the next destination and reminds you that you're falling behind, thankfully you've got a lunch break coming up. Chaz is still feeling a bit loopy and Tess is sporting a decently bruised shoulder from where the bullet thunked into her armor.
Tesla has a hand on said shoulder holding it, and leaning her head back. "Bastard got a good shot off.." she says. "Shit..what the hell where they? Crooked Cops? Fake Cops? Either way…I just killed a cop…"
Nightshade considers whether trolls, like ogres, are like onions.
Chaz laughs as he keeps on driving. "Smiles, everyone, smiles!" he says before dropping into a squirrelish, squeaky voice, "This is like some great fantasy!" H then laughs some more, driving along the road smiling.
Tesla reaches over and slaps Chaz, "Snap out of it" she says.
Chaz winces at the slap and chuckles. "Hey, if they can play cops, I can play crazy, can't I?" he asks as he looks to the autonav. "Looks like we have some time to make up, if you don't mind heading out to the next ambush."
Tesla blinks, "The next one?" she says. "Wonderfull…"
Chaz nods. "You think they're going to give up that easily?" he asks.
You cover the 20 minutes to the next exchange, where Nightshade gets out a little cautiously and comes round to peer into the front seat raising an eyebrow at the two of you before heading back around to load and unload the cargo. There's four more stops to go before the route is clear and you're due to return the truck to the greasy spoon you got it from.
«Auto-Judge[]» Nightshade (#3173) rolls 1 for "Roll of mystery and suspense.":
1
The remaining 4 deliveries go according to schedule, load/unload, drive. Then they're back at the greasy spoon to collect their credsticks and get the hell back into the city where the sane people live.
Chaz smiles as he finishes with his deliveries. "And they say you can't be paranoid enough," he offers and smirks, whistling a little bit as he moves to get back to the bus stop. "Next time, I hope I get to get some of that food. Guy could live like a king on a truckload of that stuff."
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