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GM: Posh
Players: Blackheart, Luck, Miko, Posh, Wanton
Synopsis: Posh has been asking her fixer to keep an eye out for any particularly appealing opportunities regarding any cops in over their head or the like. Les hooks her up with word of a witness extraction gone wrong, and a SWAT team about to raid a cop and witneass captured by a handful of particularly dangerous cybered-up gangers. They manage to get in ahead of the swat team and preserve the cop's cover, hopefully creating more of a name for themselves as an asset to Knight Errant.
Date: 1/6/2075
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Etiquette + 3 vs TN 8 for "Keeping an eye out for information on cops gettin' in over their heads in the Warrens":
2 2 3 3 3 4 7 7 15 = 1 Success
Posh grins as she watches Wanton, utterly delighted as the booze is served around. "Well," she says. "I just got in some hot info from Les, who just tipped me off from some of his ganger connections in the Warrens. It's not really a job, so much as an opportunity. This one would be really quick and dirty. I've got a line that a Knight Errant witness extraction from the Warrens was recently botched. Now there's both a cop and the witness who are being held by this kinda nasty gang. Nothing too complex, just we roll right the fuck in, hit 'em hard, and free the cop. Then look, we've got a Knight Errant gang squad friend, and we're all back on better terms with the Knight. Fast and dirty, good chance of getting shot, almost no chance of heat. I've been paying Les top nuyen for any such info, so we've got the location, and a little info about the gang. They're known as the Twysted Hunds. Nasty fellows. They've been dealing speed drugs in the Warrens and are apparently successful enough to get wired enough with basic security officer packages. Used, of course, but still effective. We're going to be going against gangers, peraps, but it looks like gangers with 'flexes and links. And a shaman who rolls with 'em, to boot. Good thing there's just a handful of 'em. They've got a hideout at what used to be an old nightclub, now of course a drughouse where they sell their drugs to fuel their operation lucrative enough for a cop to go after them, and for them to think they can get something out of this.."
Blackheart says "That sounds like a really good deal," Blackheart says, accepting the wine from Wanton and she smiles, raising it in toast to the elf before sipping. "I imagine the KE holds grudges for incomplete jobs, this will be a good step towards squaring with them.""
Noting that Wanton got wine for herself and Blackheart… Well. That means only two glasses for Luck to fix. She puts two up, but then reaches out to give a quick grab of Wanton's rear before going back to fixing the screwdrivers. "Sounds like a plan, Posh. What's the uh. Reccommended lethality level? We alright to give these guys a dusting, or do we just box their ears and call for the wagon?" She ponder a bit. "Eh. It'll be good either way." She then downs her own drink, and hands the other to Posh after getting back to her. "Makes for a good night, don't it?"
"These are Warrens gangers and they killed a cop who tried to extract a witness. They're trying to hold him hostage and shop the witness around. We'll be trying to beat them before they can get a SWAT team together in a few Citymasters and go in there heavy," Posh says. "That's why we're all suited, for this," She grins. "I'll admit, it's exactly the sort of opportunity I told Les to watch out for."
Wanton scrunches her nose handing the glass to blackheat and leaning over to kiss the top of the woman's head. "Still feels wierd doing favors for the cops…just feels dirty," she says after a moment and shrugs a bit. She does tilt her head at Posh, "Well I'm sutied for rolling up on a bike and spraying rounds…you all are better for the more surgical stuff. Unless we're using the girls for a distraction then well I'm good for that."
Luck laughs at Wanton. "Ha! Surgical. Me. That's adorable." The Oni starts back towards the kitchen - refill! - as she continues. "I like this. Down and dirty, no sneaking. In, destroy, save the princess, out. No cops, no worries about it being illegal at all." Second drink in hand. She walks back, finds a seat near Blackheart, and plops down. "So… Yeah. We get to kill 'em, right? Because that makes things
Posh grins. "Well," she says. "That's our plan right there," she says. "We've got two bikes, and two drivers, and two bitch seats, right?" she asks, turning to Luck. "That's enough for us four. But we'll need extraction vehicles. I know that Irae's got a lovely little Land Rover; in fact, I sold it to her." She nods to Luck. "And damn straight, as they say. Be sure to bring that telespear of yours," she says, with a grin. She turns to Wanton. "You've got your pistol built-in, and I've got my Brownings. Blackheart, we can pick up your smartguns," she says. "I think we're ready to go. Let's stash up, and then we'll met up with Irae. Anyone have any last questions while we load up." Here eyes gleam wickedly. "And that means, for those of you without fiberoptic hair…wigs!" Wigs. For Luck. Again.
Blackheart sits back on Luck's lap for a moment as she sips her wine and listens to the job, nodding her head, "Sounds simple enough, but you're right, we'll need a car for the hostages to use for their escape." She traces Luck's neckline with a fingertip. "Do you know what gang it is we're going after?"
Posh then begins to pull out her pocksec, and alternately texts Miko between making disguises for herself and the others, the fiberoptic hair making things /much/ easier for herself, Wanton, and Blackheart, while only Luck gets the wig! If Miko shows up in time, she's forced to the wig as well. How cruel!
"…What. No. I don't need a wig. Seriously." Luck already doesn't like that idea. She even shrinks away into the couch cushion a bit, shaking her head. "Nuh-uh! I look fucking /horrible/ in a wig. And if we're killing these sods, why wigs? If we're saving the guys they have captured, why wigs? None for me." Nope, nope, nope. "I'm just gonna walk in, and blap blap, done." She hugs around Blackheart, and kisses her cheek. "…Maybe I'll go through the back entrance. I'll be sneaky about it. Maybe borrow someone's Ruthin… Ruth… The sneaky cloak."
Miko goes to the apartment looking more than a little unhappy. Shes holding a picnic sized bento thats wrapped still and wearing her suit and tie combo while carring a military surplus duffel bag. She grabs the wig and holds it at arms length "Ok what did you guys want…" Miko doesnt seem angry so much as disapointed. Also people might notice her tattoos arent glowing anymore. They are still there you can see them on the back of her hands. but no glowing.
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Disguise for "WIG":
1 2 7 7
«Auto-Judge[]» Luck (#3691) rolls Intimidation for "NO!":
1 1 4 8
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Willpower vs TN 8 for "WIG!":
1 1 1 2 11 15 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Luck (#3691) rolls Strength for "Destroying Wig":
2 2 2 4 4 7
«Plot» Posh says, "Luck has disguise penalty for refusing a wig."
«Plot» Posh says, "Fortunately, it's the warrens! So yeah."
«Plot» Luck says, "Luck doesn't care about disguise since it's in the Warrens."
«Plot» Blackheart says, "there's really no need for a disguise, since the point is letting the cops know we did this"
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Disguise for "miko":
1 5 5 5
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Disguise for "miko ~karma 1 spent":
1 2 3 5
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Disguise for "miko ~karma 3 spent grr miko":
1 3 8 10
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Disguise for "self":
1 3 4 5
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Disguise for "self 1 spent":
2 2 3 3
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Disguise for "self 3 spent (6 total)":
2 3 9 11
Posh holds back tears as she plans to tell the Knight Errant guy she rescues that Posh had come to rescue him, which is all he will need to know, yet her physical appearance will remain socially chameleon-like, and she moves to assisst in Miko as well, ignoring the jeers from the others. "You'll never understand," she sniffs, lightly. "All right. Miko's got her SUV, we've got the other four of us rolling up on the two bikes. That it?" she asks the gang. She turns to Miko "We want an extra gun with us on a mission to rescue a Knight Errant undercover gang guy. We're hoping to just make some friends, seemed like a good opportunity."
Miko twitches her eye and considers tazing vera to calm her down as she keeps forcing the damn wig on her "I really hope thats sarcasm. You know that undercover cops have backup units right? Interfering with an undercover investigation is not only dangerous its seriously illegal." Miko dumps the bento on the table in front of luck. Its a sealed synthwood container filled with hotwings that are spicy enough to polish metal with blu cheese and ranch with some tempura vegetables.
Blackheart leans forward and picks up a tempura yam to nibble on as she gets up from Luck's lap. "You don't think they'll appreciate having some upstanding citizens stepping up to the plate for their wayward narc?"
Blackheart leans forward and picks up a tempura yam to nibble on as she gets up from Luck's lap. "You don't think they'll appreciate having some upstanding citizens stepping up to the plate for their wayward narc?"
Luck frowns at Posh. "I'll never understand if you don't tell me. Anyway," she notes, looking to the bento and opening it and going 'ooo' for a
moment. "Anyway. Uh. Really. I think we'll be fine." A wink to Blackheart's, almost as instinctive reaction. "Just hit them from all sides, get out before the police get there, and claim our pay - such as it is - from the people what needed help." A hot wing for her to nibble on. Yum. Spicy but yum. "And, of course, I'll sneak around back to get them from that side."
"What's wrong, Miko? KE's just another corporation," Blackheart says, nibbling on the tempura as she walks around to the kitchen. "Being on good terms with corps is good for business."
Luck half-frowns at Posh. "Do you really think they'd be expecting an attack from Runners? I mean. Who helps Knight-Errant except Knight-Errant? They won't suspect a thing. We get the element of surprise and it /is/ just rolling up and shooting. Hitting from multiple angles. Hell, you get Miko on the roof, me around back, we'll be fine." A glance to Miko. "Headache?" The Oni stands, to go over and offer a hug for comfort. "I think Posh is severely over-thinking it."
Posh nods. "All right," she says. "So you're in stealth crew, hitting from the back door," she says. "That'll probably mean that we'll have two small fights, instead of one big one," she says. "How about…I'll be with you. That means we have one two-gun gal in each team. Since the two uf us can handle a melee threat, how about that means the three of you go after the front?" she asks.
Miko just shakes her head "Im fine. Ill be on a nearby roof then I guess. Why am i in a wig? Im the only one with a ruth cloak and armor?"
"Because you didn't fight me," says Posh, slathered on with bronzer, fiberoptic hair set to brunette. She grins. "I mean, in the unlikely event you get spotted." She nods. "All right, Miko, so you'll be on overwatch," she says, perhaps a little skeptically. "Let's move out. We'll wait a little bit for you to get setup first, Miko, and then, then," she says, with a grin. "That's when we'll roll up and hit the old nightclub, okay?" she asks.
"I think by splitting up and also having overwatch, this plan wis way more professional than what I suggested," she says, gratefully. "All right, Miko. Get setup, and then radio to us."
Miko quirks a brow at vera "You sound like your brimming with confidence in my ability to do that. Ill go in with luck." She shakes her head and heads out "Ill drive there. Text me the address and ill get my armor and cloak on."
Luck shrugs a bit at that. "She's got a point there, Posh. Besides, if they're in the building, overwatch is kinda useless. Unless you got a gun big enough to shoot through walls." Which she doubts. "So. We'll just pincer 'em. It seems simple enough. Professional doesn't mean complicated, after all." With that, Luck is headed for the door. "I'll go with Miko. Gotta get my stuff too, and I keep my stuff down the hall from her. We can pick a place to meet afterwards." And then, the Oni is out the door.
Blackheart nods her head and finishes her glass of wine. "We'll meet up in the warrens," she says, fetching her helmet from the entry. "It's a nice day, motorcycles won't stick out at all."
Posh grins. "Not for ther hardcore, Blackheart," she says. "You want to go scout the place out now, ahead out fime?" she asks, finishing off her wig and making sure that everything's all in order. She's still going in general as biker mama - just a distinct biker mama!
Miko lets luck drive while she changes into her security armor after they get into the warrens. She checks over her pistol and just stays silent as they go. Her ruth cloak is rolled up in the bag carefully.
SCENE CHANGE
After hitting the stash in the Rens, the opening to the disused nightclub flickers with makeshift lighting. MIko and Luck head around to the back, where it seems like there is a sentry. posting on guard, seated with a porn rag next to what appears to just be a spirit, chilling right there. Giving his mohawk and tats this must be the gang's spirit mage, smoking and enjoying his entertainments while the two door guards up front are utterly surprised as two bikes pull up and three ladies hop off, including Posh off the bitch seat! This really is some minimalist planning, and it seems that the gangers are -very- heavily armored! They're wearing what looks like makeshift, medium, put together heavy security armor! They are gangers though, and even these nasty boosted up fuckers have to show off their bitching tats and hairstyles. "What the hell do you want, girlies?" they asks, going for their weapons, a lifetime of fighting instinct meaning that they can almost smell threat…
They are gangers though, and even these nasty boosted up fuckers have to show off their bitching tats and hairstyles. "What the hell do you want, girlies?" they asks, going for their weapons, a lifetime of fighting instinct meaning that they can almost smell threat…
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 5 vs TN 8:
1 3 4 5 8 = 1 Success
Vroooom! Goes the motocycle. Skreech! Go the tires. Thwip! Thwip! Go the silenced rounds. Yup. You can take the girl out of the go-gang but you can't take the go-ganger out of the girl as Wanton opens up with a grin and a wink as she extends her arm and starts firing.
The shaman gets up, and frowns, looking around, the spirit's attention seemingly gained by some sort of rustling in the shadows. They look a little surprised as they hear firing open up!
«Plot» Posh says, "Inits!"
----------—[ Shadowrun Denver ]—-
=============================> Inititive Listing <=============================
Combatant Name…………….. P1(B) P2(-10) P3(-20) P4(-30) P5(-40)
Posh……………………… 23 13 3 — —
Blackheart………………… 22 12 2 — —
Wanton……………………. 17 7 — — —
Ganger1…………………… 14 4 — — —
Ganger2…………………… 13 3 — — —
Hidden Ganger……………… 12 2 — — —
«Plot» Posh says, "Luck and Miko are still in free pose. There is a suspicious shaman and spirit torn between helping out with the gunfight and investigaing the slight hint of noise detected."
«Plot» Miko says, "i have traceless step. he takes +4 tn to hearing miko"
«Plot» Posh says, "Posh draws a pair of Savalette Guardians."
Posh gets off the bike, drawing a pair of rather large Savalette pistols she borought for this job. Still, that slows her down in the first of these rounds.
+pl Blackheart, you're up!
«Plot» Posh says, "Blackheart, you're up!"
«Plot» Posh says, "he heard luck, Miko."
«Plot» Posh says, "Blackheart, your action? You see two gangers, one with a shotgun, one with an SMG."
«Plot» Posh says, "They have purple and green gang colors. Clashy."
Luck may be sneaky, but… Well. Not sneaky enough. Damn. And so, she draws her telespear and looks around for a piece of garbage. Anything, preferably metal, to throw and distract the ganger, make him look the other way. A rock, maybe? Anything at all. At the same time, she gestures to Miko to get ready. There's gonna be blood soon.
«Plot» Blackheart says, "manaball, what's their Will for TN?"
«Plot» Posh says, "However, these guys look pretty successful…they push drugs well, and have some signs of obvious chrome."
«Plot» Posh says, "4, BG count 1."
«Auto-Judge[]» Blackheart (#12120) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 2 vs TN 5 for "Manaball F4 M damage":
3 4 4 4 5 5 7 9 = 4 Successes
«Plot» Posh says, "Luck, give me an…Intelligence, and then a Throwing Weapons roll. Defualt the throwing if you have to."
«Auto-Judge[]» Blackheart (#12120) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 3 vs TN 2 for "Soaking S drain, need 6 to soak":
2 2 3 4 4 4 4 5 13 = 9 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Luck (#3691) rolls Intelligence:
2 2 5 11
«Plot» Posh says, "Do they roll anything blackheart, or are they ust fucked?"
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 4 + 1 vs TN 4 for "their karma":
1 3 3 5 5 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 4 + 1 - 2 vs TN 4 for "their karma (2 spent)":
2 3 4 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Luck (#3691) rolls Strength:
3 3 4 4 5 5
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 4 + 1 vs TN 4 for "their karma second ganger":
1 1 2 3 5 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 4 + 1 - 1 vs TN 4 for "their karma second ganger reroll":
2 13 15 15 = 3 Successes
«Plot» Posh says, "3 successes on first guy, 4 on second."
«Plot» Blackheart says, " S and M"
Blackheart's riding down the block when she spots the two heavily armed gangers. It takes only a glance their way when they both suffer tremendous headaches—enough to cause blood vessels to burst in their eyes and their noses to bleed as the mana attacks their minds.
«Auto-Judge[]» Wanton (#8627) rolls Pistols vs TN 3 for "shotty":
1 3 7 7 10 14 = 5 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Wanton (#8627) rolls Pistols vs TN 3 for "shotty":
1 3 7 7 10 14 = 5 Successes
Blackheart's riding down the block when she spots the two heavily armed gangers. It takes only a glance their way when they both suffer tremendous headaches—enough to cause blood vessels to burst in their eyes and their noses to bleed as the mana attacks their minds.
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 4 + 4 vs TN 5 for "armor 4 soak vs Wanton 9M":
1 1 2 2 3 4 4 8 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 5 for "shaman":
1 2 4 7 10
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 4 for "f4 spirit":
1 2 10 23
«Plot» Posh says, "Well, he sees you. XD"
«Auto-Judge[]» Wanton (#8627) rolls Pistols vs TN 5 for "SMG Guy +1 tn recoil +1 switching targets(?)":
1 1 2 2 3 7 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Wanton (#8627) rolls Pistols - 1 vs TN 5 for "SMG Guy +1 tn recoil +1 switching targets(?) KP":
2 3 4 4 5 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 4 + 4 vs TN 8 for "soak":
1 1 1 1 2 2 3 5 = 0 Successes
With the weakening manaball setup, there is absolutely nothing to stop Wanton from opening up with her cyber heavy pistol, firing deadly slugs of lead towards each of the guards, taking them down for the count. That one bullet on the second guard must have /just/ nicked the side of his heart.
Bursting out of the early path, a ganger with a wicke cyber spur and murder on his mind leads towards Blackheart, giving her no doubt flashbacks of that nasty guy with the combat axe…
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 5 + 4 vs TN 4 for "PENTJAK":
1 2 2 3 4 4 5 5 8 = 5 Successes
«Plot» Posh says, "5 success 8S cyberspur coming at you! This guy is naaaasty!"
«Auto-Judge[]» Blackheart (#12120) rolls Arnis De Mano + Combat Pool: 9 vs TN 4 for "defending against the attack":
1 2 2 3 4 4 4 4 5 10 11 = 7 Successes
The wicked cyberspurs eagerly hunger for Blackheart's tender flesh, but she's too quick! And that sure set up a nice setup for her with those guns…
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Pistols vs TN 5 for "running, smartlink":
1 3 3 3 4 4 5 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Pistols vs TN 5 for "running, smartlink":
1 3 4 5 5 10 13 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Pistols vs TN 5 for "running, smartlink":
1 2 2 3 3 3 10 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 6 vs TN 4:
1 3 3 3 4 4 = 2 Successes
«Plot» Posh says, "L"
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Pistols vs TN 5 for "running, smartlink":
1 3 4 5 5 10 13 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Pistols vs TN 5 for "running, smartlink":
2 3 4 5 7 8 11 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls Pistols vs TN 5 for "running, smartlink":
1 2 2 3 3 3 10 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 6 vs TN 4:
1 3 3 3 4 4 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 6 + 6 - 6 vs TN 4 for "soak 6 CP 1/5 KP":
2 3 3 5 8 10 = 3 Successes
«Plot» Posh says, "Full soak"
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 6 + 4 vs TN 4 for "soaking, cp blown":
1 2 3 3 4 4 4 4 9 11 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 6 + 4 - 6 vs TN 4 for "soaking, cp blown 2/5 kp":
1 1 2 3 = 0 Successes
«Plot» Posh says, "L owund"
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 6 vs TN 4:
1 3 3 4 7 17 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 6 - 3 vs TN 4 for "3/5 KP":
2 10 11 = 2 Successes
«Plot» Posh says, "L. has 2 boxes damage total."
«Plot» Posh says, "Blackheart, you're up!"
«Plot» Blackheart blasts the ninja!
A flurry of nasty shots ring forths at the nasty, hidden guy with the cyberspur - the nasty looking ganger. Her bullets dig into his armored jacket but Posh is not able to take the close range assassin down.
Meanwhile, the spirit and the shaman are alerted, the spirit clearly sniffing the breath of the Awakened. Or maybe Luck just forgot to brush. In any case, directed by his spirit friend, the shaman draws a shotgun to press the attack!
+pl Do it, Blackheart!
«Plot» Posh says, "Do it, Blackheart!"
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 1 for "shaman":
3
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 1 for "spirit +21":
4
«Auto-Judge[]» Blackheart (#12120) rolls Submachine Guns vs TN 3 for "first attack, first target, first hand recoil comp 3, smartlink Ingram Smartgun 10S slowly riding +1":
1 1 2 4 5 5 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Blackheart (#12120) rolls Submachine Guns vs TN 5 for "second attack, 2nd target, first hand recoil comp3 smartlink Ingram Smartgun 10S slowly riding +1":
1 2 4 4 5 5 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 6 vs TN 6 for "soaking BH":
1 2 3 4 5 8 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 6 - 1 vs TN 6 for "soaking BH kp 4/5":
1 2 9 9 14 = 3 Successes
«Plot» Posh says, "M."
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 6 vs TN 6 for "soaking second":
1 3 5 5 5 10 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 6 - 1 vs TN 6 for "soaking second kp 5/5":
2 4 5 5 8 = 1 Success
Blackheart's eyes bug out as she sees the ninja charging, leaping over a car in order to jump kick her right in the face. She quickly leans to one side, banking her scorpion to evade the attack. As she recovers, she turns round in her seat, leaning back with her ingram out. With two quick bursts, she fills the martial artist with lead and continues donw the block towards the club's entrance.
Blackheart's eyes bug out as she sees the ninja charging, leaping over a car in order to jump kick her right in the face. She quickly leans to one side, banking her scorpion to evade the attack. As she recovers, she turns round in her seat, leaning back with her ingram out. With two quick bursts, she fills the martial artist with lead and continues donw the block towards the club's entrance.
The malevolent looking spirit hisses a spray of noxious breath across Luck as it moves more quickly than her, almost taining her very essence with its wicked breath!!
«Auto-Judge[]» Luck (#3691) rolls Body vs TN 6:
2 2 2 2 2 3 4 4 9 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Luck (#3691) rolls Body - 1 vs TN 6 for "Karma":
1 1 4 5 5 5 10 11 = 2 Su
«Auto-Judge[]» Luck (#3691) rolls Body - 3 vs TN 6 for "Karma 4/4":
1 4 4 4 5 11 = 1 Success
«Plot» Luck says, "L total"
«Plot» Posh says, "L stun"
«Plot» Posh says, "Noxious Breath power"
=============================> Inititive Listing <=============================
Combatant Name…………….. P1(B) P2(-10) P3(-20) P4(-30) P5(-40)
Spirit……………………. 25 15 5 — —
Miko……………………… 24 14 4 — —
Luck……………………… 13 3 — — —
Shaman……………………. 8 — — — —
Miko sees the sudden cloud of rotten ass stank flying at luck. She pulls out her rifle from under the cloak and tries to kill the mage assuming it was him who caused the spell
«Auto-Judge[]» Miko (#4425) rolls Rifles + Combat Pool: 5 vs TN 3 for "blam. 10m rifle, Smartlink 2, short range, not moving, pretty much every kind of vision.":
1 1 1 4 4 5 8 10 15 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 4 + 6 vs TN 6 for "soaking":
1 1 1 1 2 2 4 4 5 5 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 4 + 6 vs TN 6 for "soaking KP 1":
1 2 2 2 4 4 5 7 17 23 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 4 + 6 - 3 vs TN 6 for "soaking KP 3":
1 1 2 3 3 4 5 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 4 + 6 - 3 vs TN 6 for "soaking KP 6 full blown":
1 2 3 3 3 4 4 = 0 Successes
«Plot» Posh says, "3 soak successes on 10D+1. That's an S wound. He's really hurt bad."
«Plot» Posh says, "Hell of a shot, Miko. Pose it up. You're up, Luck."
«Auto-Judge[]» Miko (#4425) rolls Rifles for "same as before but no cp":
3 4 7 21
«Plot» Miko says, "its a semi auto weapon with a custom grip so no recoil"
«Auto-Judge[]» Luck (#3691) rolls Pole Arms/Staves + Combat Pool: 6 vs TN 3 for "Stab that Shaman's face! Reach Bonus -2 TN Wound penalty +1 TN":
1 1 2 2 2 3 3 4 5 5 5 7 = 7 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 4 vs TN 6 for "soak":
2 3 5 7 = 1 Success
«Plot» Posh says, "Takes M. 9 boxes."
Miko lifts her rifle with quickdraw and pops off two shots at the shaman aiming for center mass like a good soldier. It probably hurts as she collapses one of his lungs with the first shot.
«Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 5 vs TN 4 for "counter, blown":
1 1 2 2 5 = 1 Success
<Auto-Judge[]» Posh (#11342) rolls 6 vs TN 5:
1 2 2 4 8 9 = 2 Successes
«Plot» Posh says, "Luck, pose executing him with that telespear."
And in for the kill, Luck coughs off the disgusting breath the spirit ekes out, and dives forward to catch the recoiling shaman in the throat. With the tip of her spear. And then, through the back, severing his spine. She pulls it out relatively cleanly, and gives a thumbs-up to Miko while turning to look for that spirit. Is it still there? If so, gotta do something about that. If not, she gives Miko a wave to keep heading on, into the building.
It had only been a small outfit, and clearly the leader or whoever had been out negotiating to shop the witness. The gangers had all been outside, guarding; perhaps they expected some kind of attack, but not an instant, brutal murder like this. They were not much of a match for the force sent against them, but they certainly were for Detect Sean Murphy, a rather hardbitten lass from Boston with a brigh smile. "Well, I can't say I'm not grateul to you owall for gettin' me outta there," she says, keeping the restrained drug dealer that she'd been sent into extract. Her own zipties are cuffed. "IT wouldn't a gone good for me if the SWAT was here. You guys saved my cover. Glad to know you…" She glances around at the heavy armaments, "Good citizens are puttin' one in for the UCAS. Don't mind me. I won't let the dooah hit my ass on the way out.
And then Sean is gone, rubbing her wrists but free. Posh gives a grin to the others. "Well, probably not much but drugs cut with drano to loot here. I'd say we've made our friend; now we should get the fuck out."
Luck gets inside just after the front team did, and then… Well, she's not in disguise or nothin'. Neither is she about to loot. She's content with a job well done. A thumbs-up to the team, then she's nodding. "Yup. Time to go." A small pause in her step, to look at Posh. "…See? Pincer. That worked. No problem."
Blackheart reslings her ingram under her coat and pats the bitch seat of her bike as she lets it rev oncer or twice, waiting for whoever needs a ride. With this much shooting, the rest of the gang will likely be on their way. "Nice shooting, everyone, and nice stabbin, Luck," she says over her comlink, "Let's cheese it quick, before the cavalry shows up!"
Wanton revs the engine of her bike before sliding it around, "Time to go then."
Posh grins. "Indeed. Sound doctrine, good attack. Thanks for coming, all." She grins. "Wthis should definitely help square things with the Knight." And she nods, hopping on the back of Wanton's bike, the hit having taken less than a minute. Not bad for the Warrens.
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