GM: Rush
Players: Criticalfault, Viktor, Thog, and Dalton comes in late.
Synopsis: Criticalfault and Viktor contact Thog to help heal their wounds. Thog rents a railcar and meets with them. They discover they have been bugged and the surgery begins.
Date: June 26, 2070
«Plot» Criticalfault and Viktor have enlisted the help of Thog to try and see what Lone Star might have done to them in the hours they were
unconscious. The scene begins in of all places, a church, where Criticalfault has asked Thog to meet him…
Sitting at a pew, a man is hunched over, praying. He looks…familar (Perception TN 5)
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Thog (#7620) rolls Intelligence vs TN 5 for "Perceiving?":
3 5 5 17 = 3 Successes
«Plot» Criticalfault says, "Thats CF in disguise…a poorly done disguise
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Thog (#7620) rolls Stealth:
2 5
DB Dix tries walking softly on the hardwood floor of the cathedral. His charactistic stumping isn't present but his boots still aren't what would be called stealth foot gear. He holds one hand against his weapon, the other his med-kit. Approaching the pew he sits down gingerly and speaks softly, "Didn't know y' was religious."
"I'm not…but this tell me this disguise is garbage…someone injected me with something Thog…and made me do something i dont quite no yet…i needed someone i can trust…this is heavy, if you want to talk away…you can. I wont think bad of you." Jason's word are calm but sad
"Y' don't sounds like yourself either," DB Dix says softly. He looks the man over, then admits, "It might fool a child, definitely won't fool facial recognition." He looks around then back to the man, "look, I can't exactly help here. You have a place near by? Or are you scrammed for the moment?"
"I'm burned bad…i dont have anywhere." Jason sighs to himself, "Fragged me good. Someone had to have turned me in, no way they got all of this on their own. My apartment is toast…but i was out at the time so i got my gear…and they left the mainframe garbage."
Thog thinks for several long moments, "Do you have anything for backup? For frag's sake," he looks to the man with a bit of intensity, "I've come to you for fixes, you know I'm not going to leave a friend, but I can't do this all myself."
Jason speaks softly, trying to remain calm, "I got some cash…gonna get a safe house…Vik bounced too. We dont want to pull anyone else in, they are using us to try and weed out others. Why i am disguised…badly i guess. I don't want to get you grabbed, you know?"
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Thog (#7620) rolls Intelligence + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 6 for "Low Profile places in Ute/Sioux sector":
1 2 5 11 17 = 2 Successes
Nodding DB Dix says, "Look, I've heard of place in this sector, that you might be able to lie low for a bit, while I pull some strings," setting a hand on Jason's leg in a fatherly manner, "it's a rough neighborhood, but you should manage if you don't do anything gonzo, got me?"
Jason nods slowly, "Alright, we'll hide there. I'll let Vik know whats going on…Still i need you to draw my blood…i want to know whatever the hell they put in my system. I gotta hope i'm not gonna keel over in an hour." Jason shake his head and stands.
After a quick run around and double backing to ensure they werent followed. Critical and Thog arrive in the boneyard, Critical takes his new key and unlocks the brokenish box car and goes in first, he takes a quick breath and hacks, "Oh god damn it…why don't people piss OUTSIDE.."
The box car smells of urine and now blood. A broken wooden slat that Thog has turned into an emergency table lays stained with an
unconcious decker a top it. Thog standing over the man, cleaning his tools. Viktor sitting waiting to be next, holding the small transciever to
his bug to keep the signal jammed until Thog can remove it. A latern swings slowly above, shifted by the wind in the poor hovel they now call
home.
DB Dix wrinkles his nose, then looks to the 'comode' saying, "Don't fall in there, you might not get out," shaking his head, "you'll need
to get some survival gear, and a concealable weapon, if you don't have one already. I will help, just remember who your friends are," the
implication of his tone should be clear. Taking a knee he opens up his med-kit, "sit down, and roll up your sleeve."
«Plot» Hardy says, "Ok Thog what are you doing first?"
Rolling up his sleeve, Crit lets the Doctor go to work. "I took a knock on the head, been drowsy since…I figured i should tell you that
too..Also, something in my arm i hoped you could get..its a bug inside my fricken arm…i got it jammed, but we can destroy it all the best…or
shut it off so i can snoop on to them.."
«Plot» Hardy says, "Ok what rating are your scanners?"
«Plot» Criticalfault says, "5 and 6"
«Plot» Rush says, " TN8 also describe where you are checking and what. Be specific, you can be sure they were."
«Auto-Judge[]» Criticalfault (#6325) rolls 6 (Bug Scanner Rating 6) vs TN 8 for "Please please please find something":
2 3 4 5 8 19 = 2 Successes
«Plot» Rush says, "Ok what were you scanning?"
«Plot» Rush says, "You find sometihng in your bag, shirt, shoe and arm that has the injection mark."
«Plot» Criticalfault says, " Dear god. I'll ditch the easy ones…but theres one UNDER my skin?"
«Plot» Rush says, " In the area of your arm there is something transmitting yes."
«Plot» Criticalfault says, " Is it rised?"
«Plot» Rush says, " No, there is no apparent lump or mark other than the injection mark."
«Plot» Rush says, "Roll Int, TN8"
«Auto-Judge[]» Criticalfault (#6325) rolls Intelligence vs TN 8:
1 1 2 3 3 3 4 7 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Criticalfault (#6325) rolls Intelligence vs TN 8 for "2/11 KP":
1 2 2 3 5 5 5 7 = 0 Successes
«Plot» Rush says, "Yeah beating the crap out of yourself sounds like the way to get it out."
Jason takes a knee and sighs, "I can't believe they tagged me…like a fraggin dog." Jason takes the cue ball and lines it over the
injection site, "God i hope this stupid thing is fragile." He then slams the cue ball over the site. He drops the ball from the pain and waves
his stung arm around, "Fraggin damn it." He grabs the bug scanner, gritted teeth and moves it back over the site to see if it still transmits.
Seeing it does he rolls his eyes, "Genius"
«Plot» Criticalfault says, "Alright, gonna use my transceiver to hotmic jam the signal…problem is. Thats gonna take like 30 minutes"
«Plot» Criticalfault says, " But they left us here, so i doubt they are 'rushing' to get us"
«Plot» Rush says, "Roll electronics B/R TN6"
«Auto-Judge[]» Criticalfault (#6325) rolls Electronics B/R vs TN 6:
1 5 5 11 16 = 2 Successes
«Plot» Rush says, "You appear to have jammed the signal, will it remain so…"
«Plot» Criticalfault says, " Alright! Well, i'll keep the jammer going until i can meet up with Thog. Sent him a text message via a throw away
MSP."
«Plot» Criticalfault says, " Also will help Viktor with his junk too."
«Plot» Criticalfault says, " Dont want him screwed :/"
«Plot» Criticalfault says, " So, the rest will all be done after this scene. So Dalton and Thog can do their thing :)!"
«Plot» Criticalfault says, " Also, i'm keeping my Scanners on passive. So if there IS a transmission, they beep. Both will be active"
«Plot» Thog says, "First, cursory med exam for life threatening injuries. Second, draw blood save sample for later processing. Third, get CF to
locate the bug, exactly as possible then cut it out with a bit of field surgery, Sorry this might hurt a bit."
«Plot» Criticalfault says, " This is _absolutely_ going to hurt :P"
«Plot» Rush says, " Biotech TN4 Exam"
«Plot» Rush says, " Biotech TN3 for drawing blood"
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biology vs TN 4:
3 4 4 10 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Medicine vs TN 4 for "Comp?":
10 15 = 2 Successes
«Plot» Rush says, " Surgery TN6 to get bug out, defaults to Biotech TN10"
«Plot» Thog says, "Trauma Surgery, close enough?"
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) has the Active Skill Specialization Biotech (Trauma Surgery) with the value '7'
.
«Plot» Rush says, " He has a moderate wound from stun rollover. He has taken a nasty knock on the head, blunt trauma, and has the injection
mark."
«Plot» Rush says, "Close enough."
«Plot» Thog says, "Nothing life threatening though."
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech vs TN 3 for "Alright just a little blood, said the vampire.":
1 2 2 10 11 = 2 Successes
«Plot» Rush says, "Right Nothing life threatening"
«Plot» Rush says, " Ok Crit, Electronics B/R TN8 to find the bug in your arm."
«Auto-Judge[]» Criticalfault (#6325) rolls Electronics B/R + Task Pool: 2 vs TN 8 for "Finding the bug":
1 4 5 9 15 16 16 = 4 Successes
«Plot» Rush says, " Its just under the left freckle, just past the injection site."
«Plot» Rush says, " Ok Crit, you have to stay awake to direct Thog to the bug. So…Thog roll your surgery and then Crit roll Body to not pass
out. :)"
Waving the scanner over his arm once more, Crit nods to Thog and presses his nail into his skin to leave a little mark, "Right there
doc…how bad is this going to be?" Jason looks up to Thog with quite a bit of fear in his eyes.
DB Dix puts on a pair of surgical gloves with a snap, "Alright, bend over and cough," this spoken with a grin, "just kidding. Seriously
though, I'm going to give you the once over, to make sure there's nothing that'll kill you if I leave," he shines the light, washes a couple of
abrasions and gingerly touches the goose egg on his skull, "Well, minor concussion is my guess, of course that's a guess without a proper
facility," looking around at the squalor he's come to work in, since leaving Doc Wag. He takes the blood sample, then gets out a sterile scalpel,
asking for where the bug is at, "Ok. Now, this is likely gonna suck for you, but just buck up. Chew on your shoe if you think it'll help."
Taking his shirt off pretty quick, he stuffs the sleeve into his mouth and bites down pretty hard, he gives Thog a nod and closes his
eyes, trying to control his breathing.
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 6 for "Cutting out the bugs, isn't it easier to just shampoo
them away?":
2 2 3 4 4 5 10 16 = 2 Successes
«Plot» Thog kps
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 - 2 vs TN 6 for "Cutting out the bugs, isn't it easier to just
shampoo them away? kp 1/6":
1 2 3 3 4 8 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 - 3 vs TN 6 for "Cutting out the bugs, isn't it easier to just
shampoo them away? kp 3/6":
1 1 4 4 10 = 1 Success
«Plot» Thog stands w/ 4
«Plot» Rush says, "Roll Body Crit, TN6"
«Auto-Judge[]» Criticalfault (#6325) rolls Body vs TN 6:
1 3 5 = 0 Successes
Thog starts to dig with the scalpel in the arm where Crit indicated. He can see the bug there but as he gets close it sprouts four wire
filament legs and latches onto the bone in his upper arm. Crit, the trooper, has been awake this entire time but as the bug actually sprouts legs
and freaking runs from Thog, he passes out. The bug scanner falls to the floor with a plastic thump in direct symphony with Crit's head hitting
the table.
«Plot» Rush says, " Next?"
«Plot» Thog says, "All right, grab the bugger w/ a pair of cepts, take scalpel and cut away legs. Leave the shrapnel in CF as a souvenir since
he's likely bleed pretty heavily now. Clamp cepts and stitch up."
«Plot» Rush says, " Ok more surgery rolls, same TN"
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 6 for "Come here you little bugger":
1 1 1 1 2 3 4 11 = 1 Success
«Plot» Thog kps
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 - 1 vs TN 6 for "Come here you little bugger 4/6 kp":
1 3 3 3 4 4 16 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 - 1 vs TN 6 for "Come here you little bugger 6/6 kp":
1 1 1 4 5 5 9 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 - 2 vs TN 6 for "Come here you little bugger 6/6 kp":
1 1 2 3 4 5 = 0 Successes
«Plot» Thog says, "2 successes."
DB Dix has dealt with the unexpected before, and actually enjoys doing so. Grabbing the psuedo-spider and clamping the forcepts so it
can't run too far, retakes his scalpel and cuts away the legs like a little boy pulling the wings off a fly. Once freed he puts the bugger in a
glass vial setting it to the side. He finally proceeds to stitch up the wound starting with body-absorbable sutures then a couple more of the
regular kind to keep the wound close. Getting an amonenia-salt capsule he breaks it open under CF's nose.
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biology vs TN 4 for "Examining Viktor, woohoo elf meat. Not.":
1 1 3 10 = 1 Success
The box car smells of urine and now blood. A broken wooden slat that Thog has turned into an emergency table lays stained with an
unconcious decker a top it. Thog standing over the man, cleaning his tools. Viktor sitting waiting to be next, holding the small transciever to
his bug to keep the signal jammed until Thog can remove it. A latern swings slowly above, shifted by the wind in the poor hovel they now call
home.
"Good to go, Doc." Viktor ignores the butterflies in his stomach. He's been in enough scraps with the medic to trust him. Besides, what option
does he have? Viktor stands up, the magical electronic device keeping his coordinates hidden to unwelcome eyes, and hops up onto whatever table
is ready for him.
DB Dix looks to Viktor, "Alright peacock, let me look you over," he begins is examination, mostly cursory checking to insure his patient
won't die of wounds on the table. Bad enough, he could do so in these conditions.
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech vs TN 4 for "Vik got any cooties?":
1 3 3 5 11 = 2 Successes
«Plot» Thog says, "I find anything that could affect the surgery? BTW amonenia-salt is what they use to rouse KO'd boxers CF."
«Plot» Rush says, " Nope, Viktor only had a light physical, some abrasions to the face where his face smashes a glass lamp above a pool table
and the injection mark on his arm."
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech vs TN 3 for "I'll need some blood":
1 1 3 4 9 = 3 Successes
DB Dix rolls up the sleeve for Vik, and jabs him deftly with a needle, "Ok, I'm taking this for some tests that I can't run here," once
the vial is full he bandges that wound then looks soberly to Vik, "You ready for this, cause it's going to hurt like a son of slitch."
Viktor points to his lopped off ear and the trail of scars running diagonally across his face. "Not worse than this drek did," Viktor looks at
the scalpel, jams a wad of cloth into his mouth and gives Dix a muffled "Let's get some."
«Plot» Thog says, "H, going to take my time w/ this one, cut to about the level I'd get the back would be, the grab it w/ some cepts, and then
finish cutting."
«Plot» Thog says, "I'd think the back of the bug would be. even."
«Plot» Rush says, "Sounds good, hit me."
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 6 for "Here buggy-buggy":
1 1 2 3 3 5 7 20 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 6 for "Gotcha!":
1 1 2 3 4 4 4 5 = 0 Successes
Thog digs near where the bug was on Criticalfault. His scalpel moves through the flesh and sights the bug as it dives deeper into Viktors
arm, the six filament legs causing huge amounts of pain for Viktor, not to mention the surgery itself.
«Plot» Rush says, " Body roll TN6 Viktor to stay conscious"
«Auto-Judge[]» Viktor (#1471) rolls Body vs TN 6 for "It'll take more than that, foul electronic vermin!":
3 4 4 5 9 = 1 Success
«Plot» Viktor notes he's used 2/12 KP thus far this session.
«Plot» Rush says, "You remain conscious barely. Pose it Thog and Vik."
"Frag!" DB curses as the bug slips the grip he tried to place on it, "you ain't getting away," quickly sets the 'cepts down in exchange
for his scalpel, "alright, you ain't gonna like this," spoken before he cuts deeper into Viktor's flesh, blood running freely over his finger
tips. Swab. Look.
RRRRRRRRR!!!! Viktor growls loudly into the discarded clothing. The veins in his neck and head are fully visible and his face is bright
red with the exertion of screaming. Rigid as a board, the elf grabs onto the edge of the table, fists clenched white. He closes his eyes, just
treading water on the border of consciousness. His eyes snap back open as the forceps dive into his flesh. "GET THAT FRAGGER!!!"
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 6 for "Thog the Exterminator here.":
1 1 2 2 3 5 11 13 = 2 Successes
DB Dix reaquires the little shit, this time avoiding the sensor pod while making his grab for the little beastie. Easier to cut the legs
off the thing if you're holding it.
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 6 for "First leg, they find us, second leg, they find us
not…":
1 2 2 3 4 4 5 5 = 0 Successes
The bug stops moving as it crawls into Viktor's elbow joint and sinks its metal into the soft cartelidge there. You can see a small trail
of smoke from the open would as it does something involving heat as well.
«Plot» Rush says, " Body roll TN8 Viktor."
«Auto-Judge[]» Viktor (#1471) rolls Body vs TN 8 for "Yer' gettin' the boot when he gets you outta der.":
2 3 4 8 9 = 2 Successes
«Plot» Thog says, "Take a pause to examine the new circumstance. Try to determine if removal is possible, or if just better to destroy in
place."
«Plot» Rush says, " Viktor stays awake but his elbow feels like someone is taking a flaming brand to it, on the inside."
«Plot» Rush says, " Roll Surgery add 2 to TN"
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 8:
1 2 2 4 4 4 10 11 = 2 Successes
«Plot» Rush says, "You think you can get it out. It wont be pretty and his elbow will let him know when it rains for the rest of his life."
"JESUS CHRIST!!!" Viktor slams his free fist repeatedly into the table, the veins in his forearm engorged. The elf's frantic, crazed eyes behold
the surreal spectacle of the forceps deep within the flesh of his arm. "DOC STOP FRAGGING AROUND AND GET IT OUT!!!" The pain grows, but the elf's
anger grows faster, nothing but his fury at this intrusion keeping him conscious now. The cloth falls out and Viktor lets out a low rumble,
shivering with the immense pain, "Do…what you have…to do…"
«Plot» Thog says, "Try again, then. See if we can't get this bugger out."
«Plot» Thog says, "Same tn?"
«Plot» Rush says, " Yeppers"
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 6 for "Begone Buggy!":
1 2 2 2 3 4 4 5 = 0 Successes
«Plot» Thog says, "WTF!"
The bug appears to have settled into the cartiledge of the elbow. It has actually activated some sort of heating element and burned
deeper into the area, the soft tissue almost covering it still. You think you can still get it but the pain is going to be outragous and there
will certainly be damage to the elbow.
«Plot» Rush says, " Same Body roll Viktor"
«Plot» Rush says, " Thog pose missing it again."
«Auto-Judge[]» Viktor (#1471) rolls Body vs TN 8 for "This could be too much.":
1 2 2 3 4 = 0 Successes
«Plot» Rush says, " Pose it Viktor"
«Plot» Rush says, " Night Night"
Viktor's vision swims and he seems to lose it. Looking away from the destruction of his flesh, he turns to gaze at something next to his
lap. "What the frag?" his glazed eyes turn to look at Thog, full of disbelief, "Who let the cat in here?" The elf reaches out with his free hand,
his head beginning to loll, and begins petting the thin air above his lap. His eyes roll back into his head and he passes out, his reservoir of
hatred exhauster. For now.
DB Dix cusses again as Viktor flinches when his knife scrapes bone, he's about had it with this bug and the squirming elf…he looks to
Viktor's unconscious form and sighs. Checking the elf's pulse before he goes back to work.
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 6:
1 1 2 2 2 3 3 8 = 1 Success
Thog makes progress, the bug starting to loosen in the joint of the elbow. It seems to have worked its way in there well though, tight as
an Alabama tick. The pain has taken Viktor but as Thog hits a nerve on this last attempt, Vik is brought back to screaming reality before falling
into darkness once more.
«Plot» Rush says, " Trying again Thog? :)"
«Plot» Thog says, "Yeah"
«Plot» Thog says, "Up to 4, 5, or 1?"
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 6:
1 1 2 3 4 4 4 4 = 0 Successes
«Plot» Thog says, "Destroying it in place, lower tn?"
«Plot» Rush says, " Yes TN5 to destroy in place."
The doctor attempts to get his scalpel under the now loose bug. As he does so, the bug sends out an electric shock, numbing Thogs hand
momentarily and making him drop the scalpel.
"Alright you little shit," DB Dix snarls back, "two can play that game," grabbing the cauterizer from the kit he lets the tip warm before
applying it to the bug's 'head'.
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 5 for "Die!":
2 2 4 4 4 4 5 5 = 2 Successes
«Plot» Rush says, "2/4 succ needed so far"
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 5 for "Die!":
1 1 2 2 3 5 5 11 = 3 Successes
«Plot» Thog finishes finally.
The bug flattens against the bone of Viktor's elbow, then sends out another electronic pulse which shorts out the cauterizer in Thogs
hand and gives him another nasty shock.
«Plot» Rush says, " Pose it and reaction to that :)"
DB Dix cusses as it shorts out his cauterizer. Using the still hit tip, he quick, and none too prettily pushes through the bug's body
after grabbing the broken tool with his free hand. With a satisfying crunch the little diode fades to none existance. "Damn," looking at the mess
that bug chase cause, "the cure is almost worse then the ailment," sighing he goes back to work after wiping his brow on his shoulder.
«Plot» Rush says, " Surgery TN4 to fix the elbow as much as you can with what you have."
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) rolls Biotech (Trauma Surgery) + Task Pool: 1 vs TN 4 for "Ok, now to stitch him back together.":
1 2 3 4 4 4 5 5 = 5 Successes
«Plot» Rush says, " Pose stitching him back together as best you can but his arm is gonna look worse than his face."
DB Dix does the best he can to put things to right. Which isn't too bad, for function. Oh, it might creak a bit, every now and then.
It'll also make Viktor one hell of a weather forecaster too, but it ain't going to win any beauty contests. In fact, it would make a decent road
map for Washington DC.
«Plot» Rush says, "Viktor's arm looks like Frankenstein. Heh. And will beep if he goes through a metal detector or MAG detector, but at least
they cant track him using that bug anymore."
«Plot» Thog says, "Matter of Fact. Now that I'm done, I'll give Dalton a call. See if he can come out to the railyards."
«Plot» Rush says, " Ok small scene change Ill set it…Thog, Dalton, Viktor and Crit."
After the surgery is done, Thog pulls out his cellphone to call Dalton. He hopes to get a magical perspective and help healing our two
heros. Dalton was just getting eady to do some magical mumbo jumbo to find Criticalfault and Viktor anyway so its fate's hand once more.
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) has the Active Skill Specialization Biotech (Long Term Care) with the value '6'.
«Plot» Rush says, " Start with the phone call from Thog to Dalton and then Dalton arriving at the railcars."
«Plot» Viktor says, "Hmmm, am I awake?"
«Plot» Rush says, " High or Low, Crit and Vik?"
«Auto-Judge[]» Rush (#4993) rolls 1 for "Viktor":
5
«Plot» Rush says, "Vik is out like a light."
«Auto-Judge[]» Rush (#4993) rolls 1 for "Criticalfault":
7
«Plot» Rush says, "Crit is awake..wide awake!"
DB Dix washes up, after hooking up both CF and Vik to some saline bags to replenish fluids. He also gives them a shot while they're out
of a broad spectrum anti-biotic to help counter the effects of having to work in such squalid conditions. While scrubbing down he phone Dalton
via his skull-phone…
Dalton responds to the phone call "Dalton here.", he was just in the process of summoning and sending out watchers to find the two wayward
runners.
"Dix here," the troll thinks to the phone continuing to scrub well, "I've got a couple no-names here that I think would benifit from your
expertise since I'm at the end of mine."
Dalton grunts on the other end of the phone "Alright, where do you need me?" He continues to summon watchers and send them after Viktor and
Criticalfault, not knowing that he will be on his way to meet them shortly.
"Car 7, at the tracks," replies Dix, "you know where I'm talking? If so, don't say it."
Dalton nods his head, even though its not a video phone call "Yea, I got a pretty good idea, plus I can always track you if I dont. I'm on
my way." and with that, he hangs up the phone and heads to the roof of the World Tree. He summons a spirit, casts his invisibility and levitate,
and then flies off at insane speeds.
«Plot» Rush says, " Ok Thog one pose in the car then Dalton can pose showing up. Crit if you want to pose too you can, Viktor you can drool."
Leaning against the box car, propped up and holding his own arm, "Gaw…that was awful, i'm glad thats over…tell me you keep whiskey or
something in that doctor's bag?" Critical takes a few deep breaths and returns to look at Viktor now stitched up, "How is he doing..?"
DB Dix nods once as the connection dies. He finishes collecting is used tools placing them in a bio-hazard bag before they go back into
his kit. Labels the vials of blood for CF and V. Looking over to Jason, "Nothing you'd want right now, likely to knock you out cold, and have you
wake up puking." He does look sympathic to the man's pain though. Continuing on to his other patient, "I think the bugs can communicate between
themselves, that one was far livelier then the one I capture out of you," tossing the vial that has the copper top tracker in it.
…"Mama…"…Viktor drools heartily, creating a dark stain on the canvas cot he's resting on. A line of gory, nasty, but professionally
done stitches run the entire length of Viktor's left, upper arm to his elbow. Occaisionally, Viktor's hand, leg or eyebrow will twitch quickly.
The elf's nose sniffs at the air, his head slowly turning from side to side, but he's still unconscious as he emits a soft, rhythmic, guttural
rumble from his throat.
Dalton flies at a rather high rate of speed over Denver, heading to the Ute territory and finding his way to the railyards. He is invisible,
knowing that people like to shoot flying men. After reaching the railyard, he lands in front of the boxcar, and checks the number painted on the
outside, then knocks on the metal door.
DB Dix gets his weapon out, never can be too cautious, "Answer up, or start blowing holes," he challenges through the metal door.
Critical also takes his slivergun in hand, shakily pointing it at the door.
Dalton responds through the metal door "Dalton, you called for a healer?"
Jason looks toward Thog, he speaks lowly, "You called Dalton?"
Looks back towards Crit, "Put that down before you blow something off that you care about," then pushes the door open just enough to
allow the invisible man. Then closes it after he enters, to Jason he says, "Yeah, figured you might need to be on your feet fairly quick like,
no?"
Painfully strained, Critical pulls the action back on the slivergun and drops the mag, setting the now harlmess gun on the floor. "Shoot
from a shaky hand is still ammo in the air…"
Dalton walks in, dropping his invisibilty as soon as he is inside and looking around "These two? What the hell happened to them? I saw them
both on the trid." He looks to Thog, waiting to hear an answer.
DB Dix shrugs a bit, "I don't know anything about any trid, I've been busy putting stitches into people," he finds a convenient stack of
pallets to sit on, "what I do know, is J there called me need some medical help. Seems he poked something he shouldn't have and caught some kind
of bug. I pulled it out," gesturing to the unconscious vik he continues, "That one must have been poking the same honey pot, he caught the same
thing, this one more lively, so unfortunately like luggage, it'll be with him the rest of his life. Both are stable and should recover, in time.
So long as someone is here to keep them fed and drinking."
Dalton nods to Dix "Well, I'll get the full story from them when they are feeling better, cause from what the trid said, they turned
themselves into Ares and signed contracts." he makes his way over to Crit and looks him over "Alright, lets see what I can heal up."
Viktor's nose wrinkles over and over, sampling the air in Dalton's direction. The elf's right hand twitches rapidly.
«Auto-Judge[]» Criticalfault (#6325) has the Attribute Essence with the value '6 (4.43)'.
«Auto-Judge[]» Criticalfault (#6325) has the Attribute Body Index with the value '0 (1.7)'.
«Auto-Judge[]» Thog (#7620) has the Attribute Body Index with the value '0 (1.5)'.
"I guess I should explain….can we got Vik awake too or you think he should be asleep still?" Jason frowns deeply watching the man, "I
feel bad…but nothing either of us could do about that."
«Plot» Rush says, "BG 1"
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 vs TN 8 for "Healing Criticalfault with F6 Heal Spell.":
1 2 2 2 2 3 3 4 4 4 4 8 10 14 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 - 3 vs TN 8 for "Healing Criticalfault with F6 Heal Spell. KP:1":
1 2 3 3 4 4 5 9 10 10 16 = 4 Successes
«Plot» Dalton says, "Stand at 7."
Dalton leans over and lays his hand on Crit, then his body is covered by a black hood and cloak, the cloak billows as if caught in the wind
and the wounds on crits body slowly heal themselves up
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Willpower vs TN 3 for "Resisting S drain, need 4 success KP:1":
1 1 4 5 8 11 11 14 = 6 Successes
«Plot» Dalton says, "Crit is fully healed of physdamage"
«Plot» Rush says, "Noted"
«Auto-Judge[]» Viktor (#1471) has the Attribute Essence with the value '6'.
«Auto-Judge[]» Viktor (#1471) has the Attribute Body Index with the value '0'.
«Plot» Rush says, "Vik is at Serious as well."
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 vs TN 5 for "TN is 10 - Essence so 4 base, +1 BGcount. KP:1":
1 1 1 2 2 3 3 4 4 4 5 7 8 15 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 7 - 4 vs TN 5 for "TN is 10 - Essence so 4 base, +1 BGcount. KP:2":
2 4 4 4 4 4 5 5 5 5 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Dalton (#8435) rolls Willpower vs TN 3 for "Resisting S drain, need 4 successes with TD":
1 2 3 3 4 4 4 5 = 6 Successes
DB Dix looks to Crit with hard eyes, but lets the little man explain before deciding to undo what he's done.
«Plot» Dalton notes Viktor will be fully healed physdam too.
«Plot» Rush says, "Noted now lets see if it holds after the explanation"
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