GM: Rush
Players: Karya, Gene, Thog, Dalton, Lars
Synopsis: A group gets together to brainstorm the CLH and ends unconsciousness.
Date: June 28, 2070
The door is unlocked and unbolted, Karya left it that way expecting company. She bustles around her apartment making sure everything is
clean and organised. She stops every once in a while to talk to her plant on her desk in a soft voice. Eventually she can't find anything else to
do and fills a watering can to water her plant. From the way she talks to the plant, it would seem like it is her pet instead of just something
to give the room more color.
Dalton walks out of Karyas bedroom, but unfortunately, he is fully clothed, he turns and approaches the front door, well, specifically the
wall next to it, he starts drawing in chalk dust on the wall, strange patterns and symbols, nothing that makes sense except to him. He has been
doing this throughout the whole apartment for the past five hours and fifty five minutes, he is almost finished.
DB Dix, doesn't just walk in. He was given a trix mail to one of his dead drops, all that included was an address and the pass word, CLH.
Staying in the hall he knocks on the door marked 208, looking up and down the hall casually.
Gene is sitting around his temporary hideout with Karya. He still looks like hell, covered in bruises, though they're healing, so
they'll dissapear in another day or two. A pile of his gear (considerably less than he usually carries, for those that remember his impressive
personal armaments) is in the corner
Dalton grumbles as he finishes another design on the wall "You really need to get out of here, staying in the same apartment building is
just crazy. This ward will keep things at bay, but if they track you with ritual sorcery from stuff in your apartment, well, this will only slow
them down." He moves over to a clean part of the wall and begins to smear more chalk dust on it.
Karya shakes her head at Dalton, "I've got safehouses on reserve." She looks at the door and gestures for someone to get it since she is
watering the plant. "Do I have to leave the chalk on the walls?"
Dalton shakes his head "You can wash it off as soon as its complete, its just so I can focus on what I'm doing." he moves over to the door,
and looks out the peephole, then opens it up to let Thog in.
DB Dix has one hand resting on his ever present shotgun, that looks like a large piston on his thigh. The other is carrying another
MedKit in addition to the one he always carries, "Howdy," then he stoops low to get in the door, his horns nearly scraping the ceiling, to Karya,
"good to see you again," closing the door once more he addresses Gene, "who ran you over?"
Gene chuckles from the couch. "Lone Star. You saw the trid, right?" he rubs his arm absently "They used gel rounds on me, a lot."
Karya nods to Thog with a soft smile as she moves to put the watering can away. She says softly, "Sorry I'm a bit of a neat freak." She
gestures to the couch to offer a seat to Thog. She doesn't seem to notice Thog's height in her tiny apartment. "Anyone want something to drink or
eat?" Yes she is playing the hostess at the moment, it is much better to have people comfortable with the topic that is most likely to be talked
about.
DB Dix nods, "Yeah, I saw it. You have anyone who can do some tracing to see if that was a legit raid, or a paid for warrant?" He sets
the spare down, on the coffee table before kneeling near Gene, "want me to look you over?"
Dalton finishes with a few tosses of chalk dust at the wall, then turns around and dusts his hands off "Well, that should do it, I think its
a rating six on the hume scale, so it will slow down people and give us some time. You all have two options really, either run and hide for a few
months, or try to do some retaliation."
Karya looks at Dalton, "Get me a gun and I'll fraggin retaliate." She folds her arms, "Blaming us runners for that shoot up at the
stuffer shack is madness. I know for a fact that the people shooting up the place were bounty hunters sent after Vik's ass." She shakes her head
and sighs.
Gene hmms "I'm fine, friend." He wiggles all his fingers "It'll just take another day or so for the bruises to heal up." he shrugs at
the question about a trace "I'm laying low. Frag 'em." You hardly ever hear Gene swear, making every time he does something unique. "No, I've
been beaten up enough times in the last month, and frankly I'm gettin' sick of it."
DB Dix nods, "Alright, that looked like a nasty fall, good thing you don't have anything valuable to damage up there," teasing Gene. He
looks at the furniture then shrugs taking a spot on the floor, knowing it'll support his weight. "All right, to what do we owe this gathering of
esteemed figures?"
«Room 208» The doorbell to room 208 chimes.
From a distance, Lars shouts: "LONE STAR, OPEN UP!".
From somewhere nearby, Lars shouts: "LONE STAR, OPEN UP!".
From a distance, Lars shouts: "DON'T SHOOT! DON'T SHOOT!".
From somewhere nearby, Lars shouts: "DON'T SHOOT! DON'T SHOOT!".
Lars unlocks the door from outside and then steps inside.
Dalton shakes his head "Thats too simple Karya, going out and shooting wont do any good. We need intelligence, data, things we can use
against them. First off, spreading the truth about the Corporate loyalty hour wont hurt, letting other runners know to stay clear of Ares and
both security companies."
Dalton turns, watches as Lars is let in, then raises a finger to point at him "Do you really want me to stunbolt you for that stunt?"
Smirking wryly, the auburn haired Lars steps quickly into the apartment so that the hostess may lock it behind him. His eyes are out the
door and down the hallway until the door is securely fastened. He then turns towards Dalton and grins ferally. "I dare you to try omae." and
winks, hand idly moving to the hammer hanging from his left hip. He adjusts the gym bag on his shoulder, then glances around at those assembled,
inclining his head towards Karya and nodding slightly.
Gene knocks on his own head, making a clicking sound with his mouth. "Only a few thousand worth of cyberware. Nothing valuable." he
retorts. "Karry, be smart. If they can /almost/ knock me down, I'm pretty sure they have a good chance of doing the same to you.
DB Dix is almost as quick as Dalton, on a knee with his shotgun pointed towards the door, safety off. Once Lars enters, "Geeessus, you
want to fragging bring down the law?" He stands looking annoyed, "I've stuck my neck out for some amueters?!" looking to Lars, then Karya, his
question directed to her, since this is her place.
Dalton shakes his head "I wouldn't have invited the moron if he wasn't already involved in the stuffer shack incident. The man does not
understand how the shadows works." he doesnt look at lars, just talks to Thog as if Lars isnt even there.
Gene on the other hand doesn't move "Hey now. Lone Star doesn't announce they're here until your door is bashed down."
Leaning against the doorframe, Lars shrugs, glancing towards Dalton. "You're right, I don't, omae. I've never been much of a
'Shadowrunner'. I was only awakened a few months back. Frankly, I used to sit on the other side of that table, working for a corp." He shrugs
again, "But now things have changed. I'm walking the twilight between the world of Shadows and Light, and I have to say, the excitement of the
Shadows calls to me. Besides, I don't like being shot, and that's Lone Star's fault." he winks. "I owe them one."
Karya shrugs, "I wasn't serious I just want this stopped. Damned if I /like/ being shot at in a fraggin store and I didn't even /do/
anything!" She sighs as she goes back to the desk with her plant on it and sits on the desk. She shrugs to Thog, "Not the brightest thought in
the world but guys got some mojo on him." She looks at Lars and shakes her head, meaning that it really wasn't funny. "Let's just be calm
please?"
Dalton turns and looks at Lars "Alright, if your interested in doing something about this, you need to understand the basics. Your here to
offer ideas, but you don't take any action without group consensus, otherwise, we let you go solo and take a pool to see how long you live." He
turns to look at Thog "Alright, so, what information do we have thats interesting, you've been more involved with everyone than I have so far,
and nothing magical seems to be going on."
Lars just slowly nods to Dalton, then grunts. "I can be a team player, if that's what's called for." He says cheerfully. "I'm just not
afraid of meetin' ol' One Eye in Valhalla. Better than cowering in some room like a bunch of lasses that haven't got their moonblood yet. He
snorts, glancing at Karya and coughing. "Not meanin' you, of course."
Gene stands up from the couch and wanders over to his gear, retrieving a few things. "Hey, Karry, you mind if we smoke in here? I'm
stressed all to hell, feel like I need a puff." He sets an ashtray and a pack of cigarettes on the coffee table, as well as a heavy pistol and
several ammo clips, and boxes of ammunition for it. He checks the pistol and sets a silencer next to it, then goes about loading up the clips
with regular and gel ammo. "Also, Karry, I want you to carry this. The ones with green tape are gel, white is standard."
DB Dix glares daggers at Lars before subsiding, "I did some tests, however they did the take down on CF and Viktor it wasn't chemical or
biological," he scrubs his face, apparently he hasn't been getting much sleep lately, "I also did some cutting, disabling one bug, and retrieving
the other, which I gave to CF hoping that he'd analyze it, guessing from the injection site it's nano-based, nothing I've really seen before
though."
Dalton nods to Thog "Alright, what are the nano bugs doing in them exactly? Trackers, cutters, what?" He moves over to a chair and takes a
seat.
"According to CF, they were broadcasting a signal, not sure of the range, but I wouldn't be surprised if they had Matrix protocols for
tracking purposes," he sighs leaning back against the wall, "I don't have much more data, but this was a construct that was programmed for self
preservation, if you doubt that, walk Viktor through a metal detector, he'll ping. I don't think this is your usual batch of nanites," explains
DB Dix.
Lars coughs and speaks up. "What's, a, uh.. nanobot?" He frowns.
Karya hops off the desk and moves to her window and opens it. "Go ahead Gene." She wanders back to the desk to sit on it once again. She
looks at Thog and then Dalton as she listens carefully.
Dalton nods as he listens "So, they tag runners, let them loose to go meet other runners, and keep tabs on them. I don't buy this Corp
Loyalty Hour stuff, the corps like runners to be annonymous, it makes deniability easier. There has to be something of monotary gain here, the
corps dont move without it affecting the bottom line."
Gene sticks a good old fashioned paper tube of tobacco and death into his mouth and lights it up, exhaling a stream of blue smoke. "Ugh.
I hate how these things taste, too…"
"Ok, so assume they want to track runners, for a bottom line," DB Dix starts looking unfocused as he lets cyberware run some cascades,
"what is the most likely benefit?"
Clearing his throat a big again, Lars speaks up loud. "HELLO?" He grunts. "What. Are. Nanites, or nanobots, or whatever it is you called
em? Tiny little robots or some drek?"
Karya shakes her head, "Control and a percentage of the profits. Basically in effect they become the sole suppliers of security and recon
while the corps pay them big nuyen for their services while us runners are reduced to being at the whim of those who control us?"
Dalton shrugs "Cheaper runners, if they know where you are all the time. It also makes it possible to guard thier own facilities, runners
with the nanites cant act against Ares or anyone without them knowing about it. Basicly, it makes the runner useless."
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Intelligence (to Rush) for "What's the bottom line?":
4 4 5 13
Gene shakes his head "Scary stuff." Puff puff "Who wants to be a zombie, right?" He taps his ashes into the tray "Anyone else want one
of these?" He offers the pack around "I'll prefer to stay out of the direct action for whatever we decide to do. I'll be the getaway driver or
whatever"
DB Dix looks to Dalton, "I think you might be on the right track, corner the market or some such, eh?"
Lars growls, then utters, "HEY!" he snaps a finger and a loud *BANG* crackles the air like thunder. "If you want me to leave, have the
courtesy to say so, but by Odin's beard I'll not be ignored you motherless sons of kobolds!"
Dalton turns and simply stunbolts Lars.
Gene raises an eyebrow "What, now?" He's pretty confused by Lars' statement there. "What does that even /mean/? Supposed to be an
insult?"
«Plot» Rush says, "BG count is 1"
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 + Karma Pool: 1 vs TN 6 for "Casting F6 Stunbolt at Lars, the dude could have
waited, and I dont have the paitence for him. KP:1":
1 2 2 2 2 3 4 4 5 5 5 7 11 13 14 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 + Karma Pool: 1 - 4 vs TN 6 for "Casting F6 Stunbolt at Lars, the dude could have
waited, and I dont have the paitence for him. KP:2":
1 1 1 2 2 2 2 3 4 5 5 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 + Karma Pool: 1 - 4 vs TN 6 for "Casting F6 Stunbolt at Lars, the dude could have
waited, and I dont have the paitence for him. KP:4":
1 1 1 3 3 3 4 5 5 8 10 = 2 Successes
Dalton reacts in an instant to the sound, turning to glare at Lars and he is suddenly covered by a black hood and cloak, mana energy is
gathered and then thrown at Lars in the blinking of an eye.
DB Dix finally dines to look towards Lars while leaning his head back, "Look, you want to be unprofessional that's your choice, you want
to work with us you'll have to prove yourself after that stunt you pulled."
«Plot» Rush says, " Lets do the surprise rules. Surprise roll from Larss please."
«Auto-Judge[]» Lars (#10990) rolls Reaction:
1 2 4 4 5 8
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Reaction vs TN 2 for "I'm ambushing!":
2 3 3 4 11 = 5 Successes
«Plot» Rush says, " Dalton gets the jump."
«Plot» Rush says, " Lars roll Will + Spell Defense vs TN 6 please."
«Auto-Judge[]» Lars (#10990) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 4 vs TN 6:
1 2 3 3 4 4 4 5 10 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Lars (#10990) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 4 - 1 vs TN 6 for "KP1":
1 4 4 4 5 5 5 10 = 1 Success
«OOC» Rush says, "Its force 6"
«OOC» Dalton says, "Hrm, I'll cast it at L, just showing you I can push through your defenses"
«Auto-Judge[]» Lars (#10990) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 4 - 2 vs TN 6 for "KP3":
1 1 4 4 7 7 8 = 3 Successes
«OOC» Lars says, "so I take a light stun"
«Auto-Judge[]» Lars (#10990) rolls Magic vs TN 3 for "Activating Quickness boost. Free action":
1 1 2 4 4 8 = 3 Successes
«Plot» Rush says, "Noted"
«Auto-Judge[]» Lars (#10990) rolls Willpower vs TN 10 for "Resist challenge":
2 2 5 8 9 = 0 Successes
Lars blinks as the stunbolt barely phases him, he doesn't even step back. His eyes narrow as his right hand moves to draw the hammer from
his left hip and he takes a step towards Dalton. "All I did was ask a question, you pansy assed jackal! You ignore me like some pup, and then try
throw magic at me?" His teeth are bared with evident hostile intent.
«Auto-Judge[]» Lars (#10990) rolls Initiative with a result of 13.
«OOC» Lars says, "+2 from quickness boost"
«OOC» Lars says, "and -1 from the stun, I spose, so 14"
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Initiative with a result of 18.
«OOC» Karya says, "Would it phase either one of the mages if Karya yelled for them to get their butts out of her house?"
«Plot» Rush says, " First pass Dalton, Lars"
.
«Auto-Judge[]» Gene (#9142) rolls Initiative with a result of 15.
«OOC» Thog has an action, non-combat, that I'll pose at end of first init, if cool.
«OOC» Rush says, "If there are no objections Ill let Karya pose before the init pass. Any objections?"
«OOC» Thog says, "None here."
«OOC» Dalton says, "No objections"
Karya is obviously not happy about the magic fighting in her house and though she is not intimidating, she is still not happy. She yells
as loud as she can, "You idiots get the hell out of my house if you are going to keep up this idiocy!"
DB Dix looks from Dalton to Lars, disappointment and annoyance. Then to Karya, "I'm outta here, you know how to contact me," he quickly
walks to the door opening it to glance then hurries down the hall. To the stairs, doing his best act like he wasn't invovled in anything in 208.
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Charisma for "Acting Test":
2 4 4
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Charisma for "Acting Test kp 1/???":
1 4 5
«Plot» Thog stands w/ 5
«Plot» Rush says, " Dalton first pass"
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Centering vs TN 3 for "Base TN is 6, LArs will 5 +1 BG count, I'm centering against modifiers, I use my
grade to lower the TN by 3. Need 2 successes to reduce TN by 1":
1 2 3 3 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 + Karma Pool: 1 vs TN 5 for "Base TN Lars Willpower, BGcount negated by
Centering, KP:5":
1 1 2 2 3 3 3 3 4 4 4 5 5 7 9 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 + Karma Pool: 1 - 4 vs TN 5 for "Base TN Lars Willpower, BGcount negated by
Centering, KP:6 This is F6 D stunbolt this time.":
1 1 1 2 2 4 4 5 10 11 17 = 4 Successes
«OOC» Lars says, "What damage level please?
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 + Karma Pool: 1 - 8 vs TN 5 for "Base TN Lars Willpower, BGcount negated by
Centering, KP:8 This is F6 D stunbolt this time.":
1 2 3 3 4 5 10 = 2 Successes
«Plot» Dalton stands at 10 successes, F6 D stunbolt to Lars
«Plot» Rush says, " Roll Spell Defense + Will TN 6 please Lars."
«Auto-Judge[]» Lars (#10990) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 4 vs TN 6:
1 1 3 3 4 4 4 8 11 = 2 Successes
Dalton stands up from the chair, his movements almost blurring as fast as he is, a black cloak and hood cover him, as he raises a hand to
snap his fingers at Lars, the cloak billows as if in the wind, and then it vanishes as the magical energy surgers forth slamming into Lars, this
time, alot stronger than the last.
«OOC» Rush says, "Ok roll drain please Dalton then Lars pose."
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Willpower vs TN 2 for "Resisting D drain, need 6 successes with TD. BAse TN 6/2 or 3 -1 for stunbolt. 2
TN":
4 5 7 8 9 9 11 14 = 8 Successes
Lars' forward momentum stops as his eyes roll up into his head with a simple muttered, "Drek." followed by the *THUDWHUMP* of hammer
hitting the ground, followed by viking.
«OOC» Karya says, "Is lars just unconcious?"
Lars lays still, on the floor, breathing steadily, but quite soundly unconcious
.
«Plot» Rush says, " Lars is unconscious."
Karya shakes her head looking angry and slightly red in the face, "Now why did you have to go and do that Dalton?" She sighs and shakes
her head again, "Now what are you going to do? The cops are probably coming out here because of you two. I really didn't want to have to go to
one of my safehouses so soon." She rubs her hands over her face and sighs again, "Why couldn't everyone be civil?"
Dalton growls slightly "The idiot made a noise thats going to have your neighbors calling the cops. He did it just because he is stupid
enough to think his magic makes his point better. I'll disguise you both and invisibile myself, start gathering your things, we have to leave
now, he did not leave us any choice."
Lars groans, and a little trickle of blood oozes from his nose and ears.
Gene stands up and goes to interdict, but Dalton seems to have handled it. He just continues smoking his cigarette. "More people need to
calm down and have a damn beer or something." he says.
Dalton mutters to himself, and after another black cloak and hood cover his form, he vanishes from sight. Followed thereafter by floating
slightly off the ground while invisible. His voice is still heard though "Gather your stuff quick, I'm going to disguise you both."
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Centering vs TN 2 for "Need 2 success to avoid BGcount":
5 5 7 10 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 vs TN 4 for "Casting Improved Invisibility, F4 into my sustaining focus":
1 1 1 1 2 3 4 4 4 4 4 5 8 15 = 8 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Willpower vs TN 3 for "Resisting M drain, need 2 success with TD":
1 1 3 3 4 5 9 10 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Centering vs TN 2 for "Need 2 to counter Bgcount":
1 3 4 8 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 vs TN 4 for "Casting LEvitate F4, into my sustaining foci":
1 1 2 2 2 2 3 3 4 4 4 5 9 9 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Willpower vs TN 4 for "Resisting M drain, need 2 successes":
2 2 3 3 3 4 4 11 = 3 Successes
Karya shakes her head, "We can't leave him here. He may have done something stupid but he could still be valuable. Anyway, if he is
caught by the Lone Star we may well be in more danger than we are now." She does however run to her bedroom and after a few minutes comes back
out with a duffel bag that seems to be overstuffed. "This is so going to wrinkle my dress. I guess I'll just have to deal with it for now."
Gene easilly hefts the unconscious man over his shoulder, and gathers his duffel bags, adjusting his load. "All right, I guess. Let's
roll, my car's sitting down in the garage."
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Centering vs TN 2 for "Countering BGcount, need 2 successes":
4 4 5 11 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 vs TN 4 for "CAsting F2 Physical Mask on Gene. Make him look like someone else":
1 1 1 3 3 4 4 4 5 5 5 11 15 15 = 9 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Willpower vs TN 3 for "Resisting M drain, need 2":
1 2 2 3 3 5 8 9 = 5 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Centering vs TN 4 for "Ok, this ones harder, Base Spell 4, +1 BGcount, +2 Sustaining. TN 7 - 3 Grade. Need
as many successes as possible":
2 3 4 14 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 vs TN 6 for "Casting F2 Physical MAsk on Karya, +2 TN sustaining penalty. BGcount
centered away.":
1 2 2 2 2 3 3 4 4 5 5 5 5 8 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 - 1 vs TN 6 for "Casting F2 Physical MAsk on Karya, +2 TN sustaining penalty.
BGcount centered away. KP:9":
1 1 2 3 3 3 3 3 4 5 7 9 11 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 - 4 vs TN 6 for "Casting F2 Physical MAsk on Karya, +2 TN sustaining penalty.
BGcount centered away. KP:11":
1 2 2 2 3 4 4 5 5 8 = 1 Success
«Plot» Dalton says, "Gene gets a 9 on his digsuise, Karya has 5 successes"
«Plot» Rush says, " Noted :)"
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Willpower vs TN 5 for "Base TN 3, +2 Sustaining, Need 2 successes to resist drain.":
1 1 2 3 4 4 4 5 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Willpower - 1 vs TN 5 for "Base TN 3, +2 Sustaining, Need 2 successes to resist drain. KP:12":
1 1 2 4 4 4 5 = 1 Success
Dalton takes a deep sigh as he finally finishes all his magics, and now Karya and Gene are effectively disguised as someone else "Alright,
time to go now."
«Plot» Rush says, " Ok whats the plan now?"
«Plot» Karya says, "Get to a safehouse and then take care of Lars as best as we can."
«Plot» Gene says, "I thought we were gonna shake a leg to my car and ride out to one of Karya's safehouses, or the one Croc set up for me."
«Plot» Rush says, " Ok end of RP or are you going to continue there/"
Dalton travels with Gene and Karya, there when they drop off Lars somewhere, then staying long enough to ward Karyas new safehouse, and
after that, he is going home to sleep, cause he is tired.
Gene hustles out to the elevator and then to his car, driving and dropping off everyone that needs a ride
Once at the safehouse, Karya makes sure the unconcious man is alright and sighs as she makes sure the place is well locked. Well, they
are as safe as they can be at the moment.
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