Renegade Spirit Hunt

GM: Gilead
Players: Gilead, Calavera, Darius.
Synopsis: A powerful spirit has broken free of its handlers and runs amuk through the woods. Action must be taken before the danger becomes public.
Date: Saturday, March 27, 2070


There's a rumor of trouble shivering through the streets, barely a whisper above the tales of suicide bombs and fireballed senators… but it's still there, and it's a call for discreet assistance, available as soon as possible. If you're capable of 'dealing' with spirits, meet at the Corner Pocket, an upscale billiards bar near Fort Lupton. (repose)

Oh. Well, the Sioux isn't nearly as bad. Calavera waits in the Humvee, just inside the Sioux Sector, waiting for Darius so they can ride together up to the meet. Her chromed arm is resting on the window ledge of the truck, her hair pulled back in to a tight pony tail.

Darius makes it to the Humvee, and then knocks on the door to let her know he's here, before slipping into the car. He's wearing robes. Actual robes. He expects tog et flak for this. "How familiar are you with dealing with Spirits?" he asks Calavers.

"I am not." She says simply. "I will be rather ineffective. But it is good to be ineffective occasionally." She deadpans, putting the truck in gear. "It reminds you what it is to be weak."

Darius nods his head a bit, "Well… if you're at all skilled with a martial art, you can focus your mind and your spirit into your attacks- essentially you strike at the fabric that makes them up. Sometimes that can be more effective than bullets. It's a shame, I recently heard about a spell that would let me enchant your fists, but I've yet to learn it."

Darius is in robes, and in the billiards hall… there's a figure wearing a tunic. Sitting across from him is a nervous-looking elf in tortoiseshell glasses. "When will they be here?" Glasses asks.

The other gestures calmly. "Help will arrive, my friend. It always does." He sips his beer,then stares at it, wrinkling his nose. "Why do people drink this stuff?"

"Life is challenge behind challenge. People who say otherwise are trying to sell you something." She monotones, then puts on the Driving MOntage.

The Corner pocket is typical for its type. Clean, lots of fancy synthwood, high-class import beers and -real- pool tables. The staff allwears ties, even the barmaid with the long legs and short pinstripe skirt.

When they Arrive, Darius steps out of the car and then makes his way towards the barm pushing open the door, he waits for Calavera to ehad in first and follwos after her.

Arriving at the bar, Calavera sets the alarm on the truck. It's dangerous enough looking that most car theives would probably avoid ti anyway. She eyes his reticence to go in ahead of her, one eyebrow raising. "Please. Allow me to proceed you in case this is a trap of some sort or there is an unfortunate fashion accident awaiting you inside." She says, then turns to enter the bear.

Arriving at the bar, Calavera sets the alarm on the truck. It's dangerous enough looking that most car theives would probably avoid ti anyway. She eyes his reticence to go in ahead of her, one eyebrow raising. "Please. Allow me to proceed you in case this is a trap of some sort or there is an unfortunate fashion accident awaiting you inside." She says, then turns to enter the bar. No bears here.

Darius laughs and shakes his head, "Oh shut up and go in first. I'm just being a gentleman."

Gilead looks up as Calavera enters, peering at the woman, then at Darius. He adjust his green tunic and his fancy cloak, and nudges the other man with him. "There," he says. "I think that's them they said were coming." He looks up again, and the dainty elf raises a glass in greeting, gesturing the pair over to join him.

The elf in the glasses looks up, too, and pales a little.

Yeah. They do look pretty goddamn bad ass don't they. Him all Merlin and shit, and her all Sarah Conner and shit. She steps inside, eyes instantly scanning the crowd and sizing up the sight lines, the escape routes and the possible threats. "We are clear." She murmurs.

Darius makes his way towards the table, and he nods his head towards the two of them, before he slips into one of the seats. He waits for Calavera, before saying. "I have heard rumors that you might need assistance."

Gilead looks at the elf with the glasses. "See? I told you." He looks at Calavera, smiling, just a little, and then folds his fingers.

Glasses begins talking. "I do… well, The U… my employer, does. Especially with the climate like it is. You can't imagine how terrible it could be if word got out! It would be tragic. People would lose -jobs-. We may even lose a grant!" He waves his hands a little, and then stops, breathing heavily. He hastily fishes out an inhaler and uses it.

Gilead nods at the other man. "Calm down," he says. "Focus. Say what you have to say."

The man nods, and tries again. "It's an experiment. It's gone wrong. One of our newest initiates was invoking and and… and it was more than he could handle. His head -exploded-. Now it's on the loose!"

Calavera raises that same eyebrow. She only has one expression. This is the one she is using. "The spirit is free and escaped?"

Darius ahs at that, and he considers. "What sort of spirit is it? I wonder if I could take control of it." He hrms to himself.

The man nods. "Yes, you understand. It was an elemental spirit, of the Earth type. It was being invoked up to great form and… and it didn't go well. It went, ah… well, it went poorly. Half the magic group is dead, and the spirit… it's somewhere in the forest. My employer wants it dealt with. They've authorized a payment of fifty-thousand for its discreet disposal."

Calavera is silent now, as the grave. She observes the situation, not turing to Darius, but clearly defering to his judgement.

Darius nods his head again, and he looks to Calavera, before glancing back to the man. "Hrm. What rating on the hume scale was this spirit at the time it was freed?" He asks, before agreeing to that price.

You say "I've volunteered to do it as a favor to my friend, here," quietly. "So the prize will be split between the two of you."

The man adjusts himself. "It was, ah…" his face colours a little, he breaths hard, and he briefly makes use of his inhaler again. "It had attained a ten on the hume scale."

Calavera's eyebrow raises again. It's a little like spock, or that guy from Stargate SG1. It's not amused. "I have no capability of affecting this spirit."

Darius blinks at that, and then shakes his head. "I definitely could not take control of that. I am not certain I would be able to deal with it, at all, in fact." He says then, and he pinches his brow. "I'm with my colleague. This may be out of our league, and cleaning up this mess would certainly be worth more than fifty thousand."

The man shifts a little. "I know, I know. Maybe I can find some more cash for you, maybe, I can try, but but…" he breathes heavily again, and then reaches into his pocket. He looks around, nervously, and then places a small package on the table. "Maybe these will help?" He asks. "And, if it's any consolation… or encouragement… the invoking rite failed."

Darius shakes his head, "I'm not certain we can manage this. An earth elemental of that magnitude will not only be strong enough to tear is un two, it will be more intelligent than us. What fool notion did you have to try and summon something like this without failsafes in place?"

"All the money in the world, while nice, cannot be spent by a deadman." Intones Calavera simply. She does however, look to the package, hoping, perhaps, for some spirit buster ammunition.

The man frowns. "What happened… was not expected. It was a carefully controlled enviroment. There -were- safe guards in place. As a result, we believe the spirit is no longer as powerful as it was… but it is cunning, indeed, and broke free. I was not there, I am just… I am an intermediary."

He looks at Calavera. "There are ten bullets in there, magically treated to be able to harm spirits. They are of the size for a large pistol."

You say "It may be possible to weaken the spirit further," still quietly. "Or, perhaps… even to speak with it. Do you need it destroyed?"

Ricardo blinks. "Well… what else would you do with it?"

Calavera thinks that over. 1,000 nuyen per round. She does not, to her credit, raise an eyebrow. "If you can get these, you can get others. I will take these, and consider them a down payment. I will require 100 more rounds like this. I will consider this payment in full."

Darius sits back and considers this for a while. He looks towards Calavera. "I can try to tie it up with a banishing attempt to give you the chance to blow it away with those." he nods towards the bullets. "If you're in, I am."

The man blanches as that is suggested. "I, um… I…" he sighs. "I'll get as many of them as I can for you," he finishes, lamely. "This is extremely important." His eyes go to Gilead for a moment, who nods, and then he lets out a deep sigh again.

"As long as you'll attempt it. We'll do what we can."

Gilead looks at the other two. "I will be going with you, as well, as I said. Perhaps if two of us are trying to banish it, it will be easier for the gunfighter."

Darius nods his head at Gilead. "Well, if the banishing attempt fails, it will lave us considerably weakened. So we will get one chance." he comments to the two of them then, and he glances about. "Well, then, I'm in."

Calavera nods to Darius. "I believe this is possible." She says simply, her tone not commital, but also not noncommital.

The man lets out a sigh of relief. "Excellent. Thank you. The elemental is somewhere in the forest, northwest of here. It's been running on a rampage, just… knocking down trees, obliterating animals. This needs to be done before word gets out, otherwise it could be… disastorous."

Calavera comments, simply, and succinctly so: "You would do the same if you were ripped from your home and forced in to slavery without your consent. I will kill your runaway slave." She pauses, picking up the bullets in one hand, her chromed hand. "But remember. You are the ones who caused this."

The man looks down, and Gilead rises. "The woman has a point, Ricardo. Spirits should not be treated in this way, be they elementals or…anything else. Inalienable rights, yes?" He adjusts his cloak. "Do eithier of you have a ride? I do not fancy… walking… into the forest."

The man looks down, and Gilead rises. "The woman has a point, Ricardo. Spirits should not be treated in this way, be they elementals or…anything else. Inalienable rights, yes?" He adjusts his cloak. "Do eithier of you have a ride? I do not fancy… walking… all the way to forest." (repose, corrected)
Calavera turns on her heel to walk away. "Of course."

Darius comments, "Ahem. There is no indication that your average spirit ecen existed until you summon it." He comments as hes tands up. "Now a free spirit bound by a truename? That is a different matter."

«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Conjuring vs TN 5 for "Summoning F5 Watcher Spirit":
1 1 2 2 5 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Charisma vs TN 5 for "Soaking 5M Drain":
1 3 4 5 5 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Charisma - 2 (Successes) vs TN 5 for "Soaking 5M Drain KP 1/12":
2 3 5 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Charisma - 3 (Successes) vs TN 5 for "Soaking 5M Drain KP 3/12":
1 8 = 1 Success

The Humvee is the consumate offroad vehicle. She checks the nav system, then rechecks it against a paper map she carries with her. The vehicle does not pause at going off the pavement, doesn't hestiate to roar through a stream or up a hill. It's built to keep pace with tanks, over the same terrain. And don't think for a moment a tank can't go up a hill.

«OOC» Gilead says, "does the hummer have any sweet sensors, Cal?"

When they arrive, Darius steps out of the vehicle and straightens himself out. He traces a few symbols in the dirt with his foot, and then he murmurs a few words. He assembles a simple watcher spirit from the ether, and it manifests before him in the form of a series of interlocked circles, all slowly rotating around a single point of light at its core. "I am looking for an earth elemental, a powerful one, and uncontrolled." he explaisn to the creature, and then sends it into the astral to search for him.

«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 5:
1 3 4 4 7

«OOC» Calavera says, "R5!"
«OOC» Gilead says, "roll them!"

Gilead steps out of the hummer as well, stretching his arms, looking up into the night sky, licking his lips for just a moment as he studies it. "The forest," he murmurs. "The forest feels its invader."

«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Intelligence for "Sensors 5, which gives me everything short of fucking Startrek.":
3 5 7 8 9
You paged Darius with 'after about 30 minutes, your watcher will return. it found it.'.
You paged Calavera with 'you are not alone. there's another hummer, deeper in the forest. running unusually low sig.'.

As she drives, Calavera keeps her eye on the dashmount LCD screen that controls the HumVee's defensive systems. AS they penetrate the forest, she kills the lights, driving only on her own senses, which are plenty sharp. She seems to keep glancing back to the screen as she moves the rig further in to the forest, before she grunts in understanding. Choosing a spot under the canopy of the trees, to give cover from the air… "Look here." She says then, bringing the sensors to full passive resolution; not going 'active' quite yet. "We have technological company." The onboard computer starts to run matches on the sensor data, quickly settling on a vehicle roughly the same size as the Humvee, slowly narrowing in on a make and model.

Darius frowns a little at that, "Hrm. That's… odd." He looks over to Gilead, "Are we expecting company?" He asks, and looks up to the sky. "My watcher spirit may be a while."

Gilead frowns. "We shouldn't be," he says. "But something like this might draw other attention… can we find out more about it?" He walks back towards the HumV, and looks at the sky again. "Alternatively, I could ask the forest to hide us."

Calavera eyes Gilead, tilting her head slightly. "You could." She says, moving to the back of the truck. "I need a moment." Once at the back of the truck, she opens the rear hatch, and seems to pause, looking over a -vast- selection of equipment in neat satchels, racks and slings. The woman pulls out a small kit, opening it. A mirror. White cake. Black coal. She starts to apply the face of Calavera; the Skull.

Darius glances back as Calavera puts her face on. He then looks back in the direction his Watcher sped off, and then finally in the direction the other car is supposed to be. "We have some time to kill."

«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls Conjuring vs TN 4 for "summoning a forest spirit":
1 4 4 5 5 5 = 5 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls Charisma vs TN 4 for "soaking L drain.":
3 3 4 5 5 5 5 9 = 6 Successes

"We do," Gilead says. "I will conceal the transport, if one of you wants to examine our… company." He turns towards the forest and spreads his hands, chanting… and as he does, his clothes begin to billow in around him, and small clouds seem to gather around his head, tiny sparks of lightning flickering in his eyes…

And then a small raccoon climbs out of the forest, looking up.

Gilead looks down at it, and he offers a polite bow. "Master Raccoon," he says, voice stiff. "Pray, gaurd our transport from prying eyes. I would be most grateful."

The racoon chitters, hops away… and vines seem to spring out from the forest floor, leaves falling from above, and in moments the hummer is obscured…

Calavera finishes applying the white base, becoming as pale as death. She quickly and carefully applies the dark eyes, then draws on the grim mouth. After that is done, she carefully loads the 10 rounds in to a clip. That done, she removes one of the four pistols at her side, releasing the magazine, allowing it to slide free to clatter to the bottom of the trucks rear compartment. The magical bullets are slammed home then. The other guns are loaded with regular ammo. They may as well be pebbles.

In the distance, there's the sudden, horrible sound of metal being rent from metal. A woman's scream pierces the night.

You paged Calavera with 'the other hummer dissappears from your scopes.'.

"Our company." Says Calavera, checking her datapad. "Has declined our invitation."

Darius freezes, and looks at the other two. "I think that might be our target." He comments, and then he'll begin heading in the direction he ehard it, hoping the others follow.

To her credit, she does not smirk. "Excellent observation, Brujo."

Darius glances back to Calavera, "You've called me that before. What does Brujo mean, anyway?" he asks of her, as he works on covering the distance to the target.

"Brujo… It means…" She tries to translate. "Wizard? Like…" She narrows her eyes. "Old man from long book about short men."

Gilead slips out of the hummer as well, creeping along… although the creeping seems a mite silly, at this point. For they can hear the Titan's crunchings, they can hear the titan's munchings. There's a deep, booming laugh, and the sound of more metal being ripped asunder.

«OOC» Gilead says, "perception tests!"

«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Intelligence for " Oh Hell no bitches.":
2 2 3 3 4
«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Intelligence for " Oh Hell no bitches. KP 1/14":
1 3 4 5 17
«OOC» Calavera says, "Stand."

«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Intelligence for "Astral perception":
1 2 5 5 5 16
«OOC» Calavera says, "WE CAN SEE FOREVER!"
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls Intelligence:
1 1 4 4 4 7

Not that any of you could miss it, even in the dark. It's huge. Twice the size of a troll, craggy, stony skinn covered in moss and vines and bits of animal droppings. It's currently laughing deeply and ripping a hummer to shreds, while a slip of a dwarf girl (she's visible only to darius and cal) stands not far off, firing into it with a pistol. BANG-SPANG! BANG-SPANG! Yeah, it's laughable, and she's sobbing.

«OOC» Calavera says, "Son of a bitch. Okay. I will asssume I'm not in pistol range, yes?"
«OOC» Gilead says, "not quite. call it 100m away."
«OOC» Darius says, "Can I engage it in a banishign attempt?"
«OOC» Calavera's stated action: CLOSE RANGE.
«OOC» Gilead nods. You can, cause i'm going to treat it as LOS… just so you know, it -will- provoke it if it fails. :)
«OOC» Darius says, "I figured. What's the force?"
«OOC» Gilead says, "9."

«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Conjuring vs TN 9 for "Engaging in Banishing Attempt":
1 1 2 3 15 = 1 Success

«OOC» Calavera nods. Well, how far can I get before that starts?
«OOC» Calavera says, "the moment I hear the woman is alive, I'm in motion"
«OOC» Gilead says, "athletics test?"
«OOC» Calavera says, "-2 TN, supernatural balence. Any mods from darkness, rough terrain?"
«OOC» Gilead says, "+2 tn for rough terrain, offset by supernatural."
«OOC» Gilead says, "standing, darius?"
«OOC» Darius says, "Yeah"
«OOC» Darius says, "His TN is 9"

«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Centering vs TN 2 for "TN 6, minus init grade":
3 5 7 = 3 Successes
«OOC» Darius says, "Er, 8"
«OOC» Calavera says, "TN for the run is 3."

«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 9 vs TN 8 for "squeezing the life out of darius!":
1 1 2 2 3 4 5 10 11 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Athletics vs TN 3 for "Runnen!":
1 2 2 3 5 = 2 Successes
«OOC» Gilead says, "he'll stand."

«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Athletics - 2 vs TN 3 for "Runnen! KP 2/14":
2 2 7 = 1 Success
«OOC» Calavera says, "Fuck me."
«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) has the Attribute Quickness with the value '5 (8)'.
«OOC» Calavera says, "quick 11, so I can do 33 meters a turn. I'll be in range in 2 rounds."
«OOC» Gilead says, "right. so you're 67m away when we hit init. :)"
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls Initiative with a result of 10.

Darius freezes when the scene unfolds before him, and he holds out his hands. Suddenly, it's as if mana is flooding out of him as he engages the spirit in a contest of wills. He grits his teeth as an etherial wind whips at his clothes and his hair. At first it all seems to be going well, but then suddenly a wave of pressure from the spirit pushes him back, and he staggers back slightly.

«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Initiative with a result of 11.
«OOC» Gilead says, "pose it, cal, then hit +init."

She's faster than the mage. She's off like a rocket, eyes gleaming. She has been in that position, trapped, with an inferior ability to defend herself. So long ago, when the runners came to Universal Omnitech. That feeling of helplessness pushed her out of the safe life of the researcher, in to the military; to prove she could master anything before her. It almost cost her her life. She moves like a Jaguar, moving from rock to tree to rock again, leaving hardly a trace of her passage. Running headlong, though with full awareness. "Time to die."
«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Initiative with a result of 19.

«OOC» Gilead notes in the forest, it's going to be minimal light.
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 1 for "+17":
8
«Plot» Gilead says, "Spirit 25, Calavera 19, Darius 11, Gilead 10, Spirit 15, Calavera 9, Darius 1, Spirit 5"
«OOC» Gilead says, "spirit continues to play."
«OOC» Gilead says, "he drops the banishing, picks up a bit of hummer, and throws it at darius."
«OOC» Calavera says, "Thats gonna sting."
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 6 + Combat Pool: 6 vs TN 6 for "throwing half of a car at darius.":
1 1 2 2 2 2 3 5 5 5 5 10 = 1 Success

«OOC» Calavera says, "It has kp equal to its F, as a note."
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 6 + Combat Pool: 6 - 1 vs TN 6 for "throwing half of a car at darius. kp 1/? ohthatsrighthesaid KARMAPOOL.":
1 1 1 1 2 2 2 4 4 5 10 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 6 + Combat Pool: 6 - 2 vs TN 6 for "throwing half of a car at darius. kp 3/9 ohthatsrighthesaid KARMAPOOL.":
2 2 3 3 3 4 4 5 5 7 = 1 Success
«OOC» Gilead says, "okay, darius. you have a car coming at you. dodging? tn is 5 because it's massive."
«OOC» Darius says, "I think I will"
«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Combat Pool: 6 vs TN 5:
2 2 3 3 4 5 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Combat Pool: 6 - 1 (Success) vs TN 5 for "KP4/12":
1 8 9 10 13 = 4 Successes
The Earth Elemental looks up as it's interrupted in its play by Darius, and he roars in laughter. "FLESHIES CAME FOR PLAY!" It screams, grabbing the back half of the hummer (complete with broken PAC turret!) and THROWING it at the magician like it were a frisbee!

«OOC» Calavera says, "Action: AIM, AIM, MOVE"
«OOC» Calavera poses.

Moving ever closer now, the skull faced woman brings the gun to bear. The one with the bullets that can harm this chingadera. She doesn't grunt, doesn't pant, doesn't seem at all put out by the exertion, but if you ever saw Calavera show pain, it would be a bad day indeed. The Predator's laser sight snaps on, helping her steady the gun as she moves.

«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Conjuring vs TN 9 for "Attempting to Banish… Again":
1 3 4 4 10 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Conjuring - 1 (Success) vs TN 9 for "Attempting to Banish… Again KP 5/12":
1 1 2 4 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Conjuring - 1 (Success) vs TN 9 for "Attempting to Banish… Again KP 7/12":
3 3 5 8 = 0 Successes
«OOC» Darius says, "Standing"
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 8 vs TN 7:
2 3 4 4 5 5 5 10 = 1 Success

Darius pulls himself back upright again, and once more holds out his hands, his magic butting heads with the force of the spirit once again, invisible forces raging between the two of them.

«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 4 + 2 (totem) vs TN 6 for "throwing a f6 lightning bolt @ m. 0 bg count, +2 vis penalty.":
1 1 1 1 1 2 2 3 5 5 15 20 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 4 + 2 (totem) - 2 vs TN 6 for "throwing a f6 lightning bolt @ m. 0 bg count, +2 vis penalty. kp 1/2":
1 2 2 3 5 5 8 8 11 21 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 2 vs TN 4 for "soaking S drain.":
2 2 4 4 5 5 5 14 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 8 + Combat Pool: 2 vs TN 2 for "soaking the bolt.":
1 1 1 1 2 4 4 4 4 8 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 8 + Combat Pool: 2 - 6 vs TN 2 for "soaking the bolt. kp 4/9":
1 2 4 8 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 8 + Combat Pool: 2 - 9 vs TN 2 for "soaking the bolt. kp 6/9":
5 = 1 Success
«OOC» Gilead says, "okay. 10 successes, but vulnerable to air. ends up taking a light."

«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 8 vs TN 8 for "spirit fighting darius":
1 1 2 2 3 4 4 4 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 8 vs TN 8 for "spirit fighting darius, kp 7/9":
4 4 4 5 5 5 8 8 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 8 - 2 vs TN 8 for "spirit fighting darius, kp 9/9":
1 1 3 4 5 8 = 1 Success
«OOC» Gilead says, "3 successes, coming at you, D."

«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Conjuring vs TN 9 for "Hostile Takeover":
2 2 5 5 5 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Conjuring vs TN 9 for "Hostile Takeover KP 8/12":
2 4 4 5 7 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Conjuring vs TN 9 for "Hostile Takeover KP 10/12":
2 2 3 4 5 = 0 Successes
«OOC» Gilead says, "and it will drop the connection."

Gilead's hands go up even as the battle is joined, and lighting crackles around his fingers… and then out from him at the monster, a bolt of blue-white energy ripping through the forest and slamming into the elemental. It staggers back, barely holding back against the energy… it comes back with rage, forcing itself back together, but it CAN'T fight back yet! It is held in mental contest with a MEDDLING MAGE! It roars again, slamming it's fists together, sending shockwaves of malice back along the connection with Darius…

«OOC» Gilead says, "Cal!"
«OOC» Calavera says, "Okay. I am now at long range for a heavy pistol."
«OOC» Calavera says, "Base 6. +2 for me running, I think. That may or may not be balenced by supernatural balence, your call. Light mods are negated. Does it have cover?"
«OOC» Gilead says, "no."
«OOC» Gilead says, "no, not balanced by supernatural balance, eithier."
«OOC» Gilead says, "so no cover, but +2 for running."
«OOC» Calavera nods. Okay.

«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Centering vs TN 3 for "TN 8, -5 init grade":
3 4 5 = 3 Successes
«OOC» Calavera says, "Initial TN of shot is 7. -2 for aim. -2 for SLII"
«OOC» Calavera says, "TN of shot is 3."

«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Pistols + Combat Pool: 4 vs TN 3 for "First shot.":
1 1 2 2 4 4 4 5 5 9 10 = 7 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Pistols + Combat Pool: 4 - 7 vs TN 3 for "First shot. KP 3/14":
1 4 5 5 = 3 Successes
«OOC» Calavera says, "10, stand."

«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Pistols + Combat Pool: 4 vs TN 5 for "Second shot. no aim bonuses.":
1 3 3 3 3 5 5 5 7 9 15 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Pistols + Combat Pool: 4 - 6 vs TN 5 for "Second shot. no aim bonuses. KP 4/14":
1 1 3 4 17 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 12 vs TN 2 for "missed up the soak roll earlier. oops.":
1 1 2 2 2 2 3 4 4 5 7 10 = 10 Successes
«OOC» Calavera says, "Stand at 7"
«Plot» Calavera says, " 2 rounds used"
«OOC» Gilead says, "takes a moderate from the first."
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 12 vs TN 2 for "missed up the soak roll earlier. oops. second bullet.":
1 1 1 1 2 4 5 8 10 11 11 15 = 8 Successes

The bleached bone Jaguar roars through the forest, its fangs bared. Leaping from its perch, the claws flash in the moonlight, one swipe, two swipes. Closer still she comes, bouncing off a rock and continuing forward, the gun level. Two shots ring out, one better placed than the other, small micro foci slashing through the air to make the point for her.

«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 2 vs TN 6 for "F4 Armor Spell on Calavera":
1 1 2 3 3 4 4 5 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 2 vs TN 6 for "F4 Armor Spell on Calavera KP 11/12":
1 1 1 1 3 5 5 11 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 4 vs TN 4:
1 1 2 2 3 3 4 5 7 10 = 4 Successes
«OOC» Darius says, "+4 to her impact and ballistic armor ratings."
«OOC» Gilead nods. well, it's going to try to engulf cal.

Darius is flung back by the force of the spirits opposition, and he smacks into a tree, before falling onto the ground, on all fours. He blinks, trying to shake the nausia and disorientation from having half his magic stripped away in a few seconds. He finally sees Calavera engaging the spirit, and he holds out his hands towards her, murmuring in Aramaic. A moment later, a field of swirling arcane symbols surrounds her, shielding her from harm.

«OOC» Calavera says, "Well, on the pluss side?"
«OOC» Calavera says, "If I'm engulfed, I can't POSSIBLY MISS."
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 7 vs TN 7 for "trying to engulf the mexi-CANT!":
2 2 2 4 4 8 9 = 2 Successes
«OOC» Gilead says, "cal, melee combat to resist."

«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Wildcat vs TN 4 for "Motherbitch.":
1 2 3 4 7 10 = 3 Successes

«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 1 for "+14":
21
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls Initiative with a result of 9.
«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Initiative with a result of 11.
«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Initiative with a result of 9.
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) has the Attribute Reaction with the value '5'.
«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) has the Attribute Reaction with the value '5'.
«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Wildcat + Combat Pool: 5 vs TN 4 for "DOn't make me gett angry, sparky.":
2 2 3 3 3 4 5 5 5 5 10 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 7 + Combat Pool: 7 vs TN 7 for "hitting the woman!":
1 2 2 4 4 4 5 5 5 5 5 8 9 11 = 3 Successes

The elemental surges into action, now coming after Calavera,moving with incredible speed, forming itself of branhes and leaves even closer to the spaniard, trying first to engulf her in its mass, and then pound her into the ground with its fists. "WHY WONT YOU JUST LET ME PLAY??"

She manages to keep control of the situation, a calm, cool, composed jaguar as the jungle rises up to fight it. Branches are knocked away even as she gets room to bring the gun to bear. "Because you are hurting people. Be still or I will destroy you." She says simply, forcefully.
«OOC» Calavera says, "HOLD ACTION"

The spirit pauses. A giant branch falls behind it. It points. "It shot at me with its big gun! And then some tried to make me small!" It points a finger at Darius, now. "Like He did! He's MEAN!"
"This is a very cruel world." Says the woman then, not lowering the gun. "Return to your own until you have developed the ability to understand it better. You are new to your thought. I accept this -once-."

«OOC» Gilead says, "roll intimidate! :)"
«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Intimidation:
2
«Auto-Judge[]» Calavera (#1192) rolls Intimidation:
23
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls 8 vs TN 30:
3 4 5 5 7 9 11 16 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Gilead (#6581) rolls Magical Rumors:
3 5 5 7

The spirit pauses, watching Calavera, but… it makes no further attempt to fight. It backs off a step. "But… but… where will I go?" He asks. "What will I do?"

Gilead speaks up. "You are in the mountains," he says. "You can lose yourself, here. Leave this place, stop destroying, and we will not hunt you."

Darius drags himself towards the group, "Or return to the metplanes. But whatever you do, do not attack humans and they, for the most part, will not attack you." He comments, and then he heads over to check if that dwarf woman was OK.

"You have a home 'place'. Think very hard on that home place… and you can return there. Where we flesh beings cannot harm you. With your thought, you cannot be summoned back for their whim. Take your gift, your thought, as payment for your pain."
Calavera said that.

The dwarf girl is rocking back and forth, car shrapnel stuck in her.

The spirit peers, watching Calavera, and it slowly fades from vision. Before it goes, it speaks…

"I WILL REMEMBER."

And then it is gone.

Calavera stands there for a moment, in the forest… the silence that reigns now save for the dwarf womans sobbing. She looks up to the sky, low clouds scudding across the stars, as snow crunches under her boots. "This feels very awkward, this 'mercy'." She says simply. Turning on her heel, she leaves Darius and Gilead to handle the woman and her torn apart car.

«OOC» Darius says, "What DL is it?"
«OOC» Gilead says, "serious."

«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 6 vs TN 7 for "F4 Heal Spell, Serious Damage":
1 2 2 2 2 2 2 2 3 4 5 11 = 1 Success

Gilead nods. "It is.. fascinating," he says, then turns to the forest, eying the racoon there. "You have been very helpful," he says. "Thank you for your time. You may return, now. I will seek no more of you."

The racoon chitters, and the concealment on the hummer fades.

«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 6 - 1 (Success) vs TN 7 for "F4 Heal Spell, Serious Damage KP 12/12":
2 3 3 4 4 4 5 8 9 11 11 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Centering vs TN 6 for "Centering":
4 8 11 14 = 3 Successes

«Auto-Judge[]» Darius (#9060) rolls Willpower vs TN 2 for "Soaking 2S Drain":
1 3 5 7 8 11 = 5 Successes

When Darius reaches the girl, he winces at the sight of the Shrapnel. "Hold very still." he wanrs her, and then he removes the bit of shrapnel as swiftly as he dares. He immediately follows up by allowing his mana to flow into the wounds, stopping the bloodflow and knitting the flesh back together, for the most part, into a clean and healthy scab, less than half the size of the original wound. After this is done, he collapses backwards agaisnt a tree, bags forming under his eyes and his skin pale from all the exertion today. He shakes it off, and stands up again. "What's your name? We can give you a lift back to the city." He informs the dwarven girl then.

You paged Calavera with '50 sb's is still pretty hoss.'.
The girl looks up. "My name is Sparkplug," she says, sniffling, then points at the hummer. "THAT WAS MINE!" She sniffles again, and, rubbing her nose, starts shuffling towards the hummer.

Gilead sits back in one of the seats and closing his eyes, meditating on what he has seen.
Calavera pauses, looking back to the woman. "Do you know what else is -yours-, little woman?" A heartbeats pause. "Your -Life-."

Withthat, she moves back in to the forest, heading for her truck.

"There'll be new cars." He tells her, "Just be glad you're alive." he says to her, and follows behind Calavera. When he gets into the car… He simply passes out. His endurance at it's end, and his head pounding.

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