Mercury: (purple test)

Aerin Thomas: ((Color Claimed!))

Sadie Blackfoot: ((Prussian, the color of Shadow Lords everywhere.))

Singha: (okies, so...whoever's here to go akillin' we're going to say y'all convened here at this truckstop as per instructions from Dawit.)

Mercury: (ok)

Mercury: (shut down other browser, I'm ready)

Angelia Caponelli: (gotcha)

Aerin Thomas: ((Or...it WAS claimed, 'till the damn Glasswalker stole it from me. *Mock glares then hugs*))

Eddie: ((*wry grin* be happy--Eddie showered.....))

Mercury: ((Glasswalkers trump all. *G*))

Sadie Blackfoot: ((Too bad, we could have used her stench to turn the enemy on itself. *dirty look* What? You farted. I didn't! Don't deny it! He who smelt it dealt it.))

Eddie: ((*L* i claim spruce....))

Mercury: He paces lightly, working off a bit of excess energy.

Angelia Caponelli: (It's MINE!)

Aerin Thomas: He shows up ((I assume)) with Sadie, having driven them there to the truck stop.

Mercury: ((And for Angelia's benefit: Those who know him may be surprised to note he has removed all of his piercings except for a small diamond stud in each ear and a gold hoop in his lower lip. He is also no longer dressed in his street-rat jeans and t-shirt, but rather nice, tailored clothes that fit him well and shows off his physique.))

Sadie Blackfoot: *Arrives with Aerin.*

Eddie -> Aerin Thomas: ((odd question--would Aerin by chance ahve mentioned this open hunting season business to Surly? *RAE* trying to come up with a logical way to play her--and she's not really much into the sept stuff. i doubt many people try to approach the bitch.))

Micah Carrington: ((I are here))

Mercury: He approaches Aerin when he parks, eyeing Sadie dubiously.

Singha: (Alright, lots of peeps only have about 2 hours or so for this so let's get down to biz.)

Sadie Blackfoot: Arches a brow at Mercury.

Angelia Caponelli: Ang arrives, dressed down in a pair of black tights and a matching tank top and runnings. She's got a bag slung over her shoulder.

Micah Carrington: Micah pulls up just behind Aerin and slips from the car he's using, one hand scratching lightly at his slowly growing in gottee.

Mercury: Quietly to Aerin, "We're involving kin in this hit?" Not happy. Every single time there has been kin involved, Mercury has had to 'guard' them and protect them and, therefore, miss out on the action.

Mercury: And looks even *more* unhappy seeing Micah.

Kristjan Ivanov: He stays for now in his car, just waiting. [People need his DD?]

Sadie Blackfoot: In spite of the heat the woman’s blouse is buttoned up to the top button of the high collar. Long sleeves cover her arms and kid skin gloves cling to artistically long fingers. Black pants, black blouse with button cuffs and loose sleeves, boots that elevate her to a full 6’3” in height finish the dark ensemble. She wears no make-up or jewelry. Her belt is woven leather and the buckle is a pewter wolf’s head with ruby eyes.

Eddie: *wanders up in her working clothes, humming. nice cabbie didn't really want to leave her here for some reason*

Aerin Thomas: He's all suited up in...well, the same shit he always wears. Trenchcoat, dress shirt, slacks. A look to Mercury, no outward reaction to his look, and he moves immediately over to Micah. He stays next to Micah and Sadie both if he can, a stance that makes it clear...no one here fucks with the kin. At all.

Mercury: Does smile when he sees Eddie, however.

Sadie Blackfoot: Over all this is a black long coat with a wide, deep hood, which is currently thrown back.

Micah Carrington: Micah's dressed simply in black jeans and a black t-shirt, his black curls slicked back from his sharp little face, glasses perched on the bridge of his nose and little gold hoops bright in his ears.

Aerin Thomas -> Eddie: ((Probably not, as he didn't have a chance, I'm afraid. He only found out about the open season thing through Dawit...sorry.))

Sadie Blackfoot: She remains calm and aloof, quietly watching as people gather. A slight nod at Micah.

Eddie: *heads lazily over to Aerin* heya. *and reaches out to tap Micah on the nose gently, before making a cheerful face to Merc*

Singha: [we will be going cinematic for this scene, roll init now and we'll know who goes in what order for the rest of this. Go with the dex from your quickest form or the form you plan to be in for the fighting please]

Eddie -> Aerin Thomas: ((s'ok. *chuckles*))

Micah Carrington: He smiles to Eddie and nods slowl to Sadie before pressing a quick kiss to Aerin's shoulder.

Mercury: 8,

Eddie: 4,

Mercury: ((14))

Aerin Thomas: 3,

Angelia Caponelli: 5,

Sadie Blackfoot: 7,

Angelia Caponelli: (10)

Kristjan Ivanov: 5,

Eddie: ((12))

Sadie Blackfoot: ((11))

Aerin Thomas: ((A sad 9))

Angelia Caponelli: (Oh wait no)

Micah Carrington: 6,

Singha: 10,

Micah Carrington: ((12))

Angelia Caponelli: (12)

Singha: (15)

Kristjan Ivanov: [12]

Singha: [be advised by entering this scene you could be exposing your PC to death or maiming. This will be played cinematic so the normal combat rules are severely truncated.]

Mercury: He hangs by Eddie, looking for Dawit.

Aerin Thomas: ((Understood.))

Micah Carrington: ((Kay!))

Eddie: ((*nods*)) *leans against Merc a bit, giving the guy a warm smile*

Kristjan Ivanov: [This is unexpected how? 8) I'm still in.]

Singha: 5,

Angelia Caponelli: (gotcha)

Micah Carrington: "So," he says softly. "What am I driving?"

Singha: [please refrain from any further IC posts until I finish telling the rules]

Kristjan Ivanov: He finally gets out of his car to lean against it, waiting on Dawit. Ang and Aerin each get quick nods.

Sadie Blackfoot: Stands somewhat in Aerin's vicinity, sipping a cup of coffee from the truck stop.

Singha: [We have NINETY MINUTES to do this. PLEASE keep OOC comments to a minimum, PLEASE pay attention to your turn and have YOUR POSTS READY. PLEASE look up your Gifts/Powerz/abilities BEFORE you go because if you have to ask me what to roll for your turn before you roll YOU WILL LOSE YOUR TURN THAT ROUND]

Angelia Caponelli: (nods)

Singha: Everybody who wants to state what they are activating/using/wearing/doing before combat starts for there PC, please declare now, and roll if needed. You will have ONE POST to say what you have and if you don't do it in that post, you didn't get it done]

Singha: [Cinematic rules: 1) STATE YOUR ACTION. 2) ROLL FOR YOUR ACTION. If you are attacking, roll your attack. DO NOT ROLL DAMAGE. Instead, for every 10, you have killed an opponent outright. For every three sux for your attack, you have killed an opponent. For every 1 you have sustained damage AFTER SOAK. For every 2 you have beeh hit but have soaked it. ASSUME the bad guys are attacking you but I WILL NOT ROLL THEIR ATTACKS. I will only roll for SPECIAL ACTIONS taken by the bad guys that are not directly related to attacks on you. Any Questions?]

Aerin Thomas: Aerin's got his handgun, the dart gun he got from Angelia a while back with the rhino tranquilizer, is dressed in his dedicated clothing. He's not activating any gifts, though he is shifting up to Glabro form. ((Rolling Sta+Primal Urge)) And my one question that I realize I've never asked is: The Damage. Is it Lethal or Aggravated?

Aerin Thomas: 9,3,4,7,

Kristjan Ivanov: Yes - under your rules, any benefit to Luna's Armor, or shall I not bother with the activation? Also, you skipped Kris on init (12).

Mercury: (no weapons, but he is shifting to Glabro)

Angelia Caponelli: (Ang's got her dedicated gun under her clothes (her armored clothes). Over them she has 1 heavy semi auto and one light semi auto. Unless they have to be stealthy she will start combat in glabro.)

Singha: [Damage in this case will be Aggravated, as the kinsmugglers are either Garou, or are kinfolk packing silver]

Singha: Dawit is using Sense of the Prey to lead the group to the location of the smugglers, who have set up shop in an warehouse on the outskirts of Albany, a few miles away from this truck stop.

Sadie Blackfoot: Has 2 loaded guns, each with a chambered bullet, one loaded for garou the other for kin, 2 spare clips a knife in her boot. Dressed in leather.

Eddie: Eddie's got a set of dedicated clothes on. and a basic first-aid kit in her duffel, plus rope, a pocketknife, duct tape, and her lockpicks. At the moment she's staying homid.

Micah Carrington: (Micah's got a 9mm glock that Sadie gave him, nothing special beyond that and would have made it clear that unless forced to do otherwise...he's driving, that's it.)

Singha: (oops, sorry Fox. Also just realized got Dawit's melee init wrong [NEW ORDER, slowest to fastest: Aerin (9), Sadie & Dawit, non-melee range (11), Eddie Kris Micah & Ang (12), Merc (14), Bad Guys (15), Dawit-melee range (21)]

Singha: [if you have activated Luna's armor for this scene, you may subtract as many 1's from your rolls for the purposes of damage to you as you get sux in LA)

Kristjan Ivanov: Thanks much! Once it's safe to do so, shifting to hispo. Activating Luna's Armor. 1 GN spent, rolling now.

Angelia Caponelli: (What if you have natural armor?)

Kristjan Ivanov: 10,7,9,6,3,

Singha: [Alright, everybody's declared. Assume Micah is driving you all in a big van rented for just this occassion. During the briefing, you have all recieved fotos of the 10 remaining bad guys that operate out of NYC. You have been told to assume anybody in a cage or a kennel is kinfolk. Anybody wielding a weapon or wolfing out is a bad guy or bad guy ally. Ang roll 3 dice for your armored clothing for each sux, you subract a single 1 from each roll for the damage against you]

Singha: [per roll, Fox. Luna's smiling on you tonight. *G*]

Angelia Caponelli: 9,5,5,

Singha: [Dawit reconned the place the night before, gave you all floorplans during the briefing, and warned there are Garou posted umbrally to protect the warehouse there, too.]

Singha: [one more thing: If you botch an attack roll, you have killed an innocent kinfolk in a cage accidentally]

Aerin Thomas: ((In addition to the damage you take from the 1's, I assume?))

Singha: Micah, make a drive roll to ram the warehouse door open with the van without destroying the van or wedging it in the door.

Singha: (Yes.)

Sadie Blackfoot: ((How many point of entry on the floor plans?))

Micah Carrington: 3,10,3,8,6,

Sadie Blackfoot: ((Nevermind if we're taking the short cut in. *L*))

Angelia Caponelli: (oh on our approach I'll watch the other side of the umbra then)

Eddie: ((Eddie'll volunteer to try and open kennels/cages. get Kin out if possible. mmrr.))

Singha: TURN ONE: Micah makes a wonderful ram of the door, getting you guys through so that all van doors are clear to disgorge the good guys. You are all jumping clear of the van this round. The bad guys are taken by surprise and lose their actions this round.

Angelia Caponelli: (might be best to leave the kin where they are till the smoke clears)

Singha: TURN TWO: declare. [NEW ORDER, slowest to fastest: Aerin (9), Sadie & Dawit, non-melee range (11), Eddie Kris Micah & Ang (12), Merc (14), Bad Guys (15), Dawit-melee range (21)] Again, declare and roll. Then wait for me to run rage actions, then recap and new turn.

Aerin Thomas: ((Rage spet)) He goes for two claw swipes at the nearest opponent(s)

Aerin Thomas: 8,4,4,8,

Sadie Blackfoot: After piling out of the van, she took whatever cover she could, and is now carefully aiming for the nearest garou target that she recognizes from her surveillance and recon work. (aiming this round to lower dif on next round)

Aerin Thomas: ((Sorry, should have clarified, one swipe now, one for Rage. Holding on Rage action, of course))

Angelia Caponelli: Shooting Bad Guys.

Kristjan Ivanov: Out of the van, move through surprised bad guys to divide up their attention. Unless you tell me otherwise, I'm assuming an attack is impossible this round.

Eddie: *looks for where Kin might be* ((holding aggressive action until attacked))

Micah Carrington: Taking cover behind the driver's door, holding fire until attacked.

Angelia Caponelli: 5,2,6,3,9,4,10,

Singha: (You moved last round Kris)

Mercury: Charging a bad guy, one holding a gun-type weapon, and attacks with a claw. ((spending rage if needed to get there in one turn and attack))

Mercury: 2,3,2,7,6,9,5,

Kristjan Ivanov: [Okay then - bite to the closest bad guy. My bad. Rolling now.]

Kristjan Ivanov: 5,10,8,8,3,5,10,

Singha: Five Garou spend Rage to shift up and attack. Two Garou head for Merc, two for Dawit, one for Sadie, and one for Kristjan. The one that heads for Kristjan, Kris will recognize as one of the GoF who held him prisoner for a time in the North Country. Ten other bad guys open fire with Uzis and hand guns. Eddie sees stacks and stacks of large crates, but isn't sure which may or may not have kin in them.

Singha: Dawit spends rage to shift to Chatro and another rage to attack one of those Garou attacking him.

Singha: (Shifting takes up this action so now we move onto rage actions)

Aerin Thomas: Another claw attack.

Aerin Thomas: 6,9,1,8,

Singha: (And oops, my bad, that was not good math on my part. Make that six Garou shift up. Doh!)

Singha: 6,9,2,4,3,4,2,3,3,4,6,

Singha: 4,6,6,8,6,7,2,6,1,9,3,

Singha: 7,10,6,2,10,5,9,8,9,4,6,8,5,

Singha: TURN TWO RECAP: Dawit shifts to a humongous saber toothed tiger creature and swats down one of the Garou charging him with claws and bites. Merc takes down his guy and finds himself with two Garou facing him. Ang takes down her guy, Eddie waits and watches her friends fight, Micah hides behind the wheel rather than back the van out and get it ready to load/leave, Kris takes down the closest bad guy and finds himself being charged by a snarling GoF. Sadie aims at the Garou charging her. Aerin takes out the closest shooter near him.

Singha: (did I miss anybody?)

Singha: (Actually Kris takes down two shooters and injures another)

Aerin Thomas: ((Nope! All eight, I believe!))

Singha: None of the bad guys choose to flee at this juncture. So there are 5 shooters still up, and there are 5 Garou still up.

Singha: TURN THREE: [NEW ORDER, slowest to fastest: Aerin (9), Sadie & Dawit, non-melee range (11), Eddie Kris Micah & Ang (12), Merc (14), Bad Guys (15), Dawit-melee range (21)] Again, declare and roll. Then wait for me to run rage actions, then recap and new turn.

Singha: (to clarify, Sadie's Garou is still up, there is one Garou on Kris, Two on Merc, and one on Dawit)

Aerin Thomas: ((2 Rage, one for Glabro to Crinos, one for Extra action)) He charges to help Merc and even the odds, attempting to unleash the non-patented clawed death of the CoG. ((Dex+Brawl))

Aerin Thomas: 7,2,7,7,7,

Sadie Blackfoot: Her eyes are cold. She's calm as she aims for the garou's face and releases a controlled 3 round burst, the corners her lips curling slightly as she pulls the trigger.

Sadie Blackfoot: 9,5,10,7,9,9,4,

Singha: (and since they're tougher, we'll say that to kill garou you need 6 sux total, not 3 for the regular humans in the crowd. *G*)

Angelia Caponelli: Ang's going to shoot the shooters some more.

Micah Carrington: Biting his lower lip, Micah throws the van in reverse and backs it, trying not to damage it!

Angelia Caponelli: 8,6,5,3,3,10,4,

Micah Carrington: 5,2,8,4,8,

Eddie: *stays low and tries to find cover to work her way toward the crates* ((again holding until attacked))

Kristjan Ivanov: Spend 1 Rage. - A snarl and then a leap for Fenrir. (bite)

Singha: (unless you roll a 10)

Kristjan Ivanov: 5,8,7,1,3,6,3,

Mercury: ((burns 2 rage)) Roars and to the Garou on the left, claw, claw, the one on the right, BITE.

Mercury: 9,10,8,5,2,9,1,

Mercury: 3,9,9,2,7,7,3,

Mercury: 8,5,3,8,8,1,8,

Mercury: ((took 2 dmg after soak, down 1 die))

Mercury: ((apologies for jumping the gun on the rage actions, I didn't understand that part))

Singha: The Garou attack. The shooters shoot. The dead bleed. A shimmery something starts behind the crates where Eddie is crawling toward. Looks like someone's stepping over right in front of her.

Singha: Dawit fights the Garou on him, driving his claws and teeth into him. (1 RG)

Singha: 2,5,10,5,5,6,7,8,4,7,6,

Singha: (It's okay we're now at rage actions)

Mercury: ((I'll keep my rolls unless you prefer I re-roll.))

Aerin Thomas: RAWR RAWR claw.

Aerin Thomas: 9,6,1,1,10,

Kristjan Ivanov: The Fenrir still has a throat. This is a serious problem. (another bite)

Singha: (nah, name of the game is not to waste time. *G* keep 'em!)

Kristjan Ivanov: 6,9,9,3,4,8,7,

Singha: 9,3,6,7,10,5,3,5,3,2,4,

Singha: Dawit tears into his Garou, who doesn't seem to be able to really deliver a serious injury to him. Merc tears into his two Garou, and gets hurt in the process but between him and Aerin, Both Garou there are down. Kris throats his Fenrir and Ang takes out another shooter and wounds another one. Sadie gets a savage swipe and claw attack but shoots down her Garou, who falls in a bloody clump at her feet. Meanwhile Micah sucessfully backs the van out and Eddie makes her way to the other side of the crates where she sees some Garou starting to step over.

Singha: So there are now 3 healthy shooters 1 wounded shooter, and no Garou up, except for the ones who will finish crossing over at the end of this next round.

Singha: So there are now 3 healthy shooters 1 wounded shooter, and no Garou up, except for the ones who will finish crossing over at the end of this next round.

Singha: (Guh, sorry about that guys. Doh!)

Singha: TURN FOUR: [NEW ORDER, slowest to fastest: Aerin (9), Sadie & Dawit, non-melee range (11), Eddie Kris Micah & Ang (12), Merc (14), Bad Guys (15), Dawit-melee range (21)] Again, declare and roll. Then wait for me to run rage actions, then recap and new turn.

Aerin Thomas: While he's got time before the Garou cross over, he claws his way through shooters. ((No Rage: Dex+Brawl))

Aerin Thomas: 8,7,1,5,3,

Angelia Caponelli: (Spending rage this round) First, shooting one of the unwounded shooters.

Sadie Blackfoot: Sadie coughs up blood as her target nearly removes a lung before it dies. She's eerily quiet as she sinks to her knees with a muted gurgle. Her gun turns unsteadily towards the remaining shooters. (wp)

Angelia Caponelli: 1,6,7,7,2,8,3,

Sadie Blackfoot: 8,7,2,2,5,

Angelia Caponelli: (soaks the 1 due to armor)

Sadie Blackfoot: (3 round burst w/dice penalties)

Micah Carrington: Orients the van so that the larges door is facing the warehouse doors.

Micah Carrington: 2,7,9,3,8,

Kristjan Ivanov: Kris leaps for an uninjured shooter (preferably one aiming for Sadie) with a viscious snarl. He's not hurt yet, they can shoot at him a little. He makes it very clear he's there.

Eddie: *tries to find something other than the crates to push over, in an effort to delay the baddies, muck their footing a bit*

Kristjan Ivanov: 3,10,1,4,4,3,5,

Eddie: 9,6,

Eddie: ((assuming there is something. that was STR))

Mercury: He goes after a [healthy] shooter, roaring his fury at being wounded and (apparently) blaming one single shooter for it all despite his not being there - BAD shooter! *CLAW*

Mercury: 9,6,2,8,3,2,

Singha: Eddie sees nothing but crate on one side, wall on the other, baddies straight ahead, and the way she came behind her. (also note, only Eddie can see the baddies, so nobody else knows the new Garou are coming)

Eddie: ((how many baddies can she see?))

Singha: (anybody who has been injured, get 1 rage back, and all shifters get 1 rage back due to presence of silver)

Angelia Caponelli: (rage action) She moves towards the wounded shooter, gun levelled at his chest, "Drop your weapon and put your hands on your head."

Singha: The shooters...shoot. Silver. Like they've been doing. Dawit shifts back to feline and runs to the van to throw the van doors open.

Singha: (since Ang isn't shooting the wounded guy, I'm going to roll for him to shoot her., each sux is a HL of Silver dam if he gets a 1 his gun jams and no damage occurs)

Singha: 4,7,2,5,5,

Singha: (and Dawit shifts to Feline. not back to Feline)

Singha: (Waiting on action from Eddie before I recap)

Eddie: *yells* five-pack, incoming, crates! *and scrambles to get back, staying low. she's a shitty fighter.*

Angelia Caponelli: (my armor takes his one succ?)

Singha: Everybody sees Dawit shift down to a huge, somewhat stocky lion with a long body and a full dark brown mane that goes over his shoulders and down his belly to his groin. Around his face is a halo of golden mane hair that is strikingly offset from the darker, longer hair of the mane proper. He runs to the van and puts his front paws on the door handles, ready to throw them open. The shooters shoot, then die. All except Ang's shooter, who shoots and gets ready to shoot again. Between Merc, Kris, and Aerin the other shooters are paste. Kris looks like he should have gotten hurt a few times in this battle but he soaks it.

Singha: (no that's a sux beyond the soak of the armor, so you have a silver bullet in you Ang and will take 1 HL damage per round if you are in any form but homid)

Singha: Eddie yells a warning and scrambles back around the crates. Micah gets the van successfully backed up and ready to jam out of there once loaded.

Singha: And it's lucky for all those attacking the shooters that Sadie didn't miss because...well, that'd have been bad.

Singha: And of course the 5 garou that Eddie's screaming the warning about step through on this round. But nobody can see them cause they're behind the crates.

Singha: TURN FIVE: [NEW ORDER, slowest to fastest: Aerin (9), Sadie & Dawit, non-melee range (11), Eddie Kris Micah & Ang (12), Merc (14), Bad Guys (15), Dawit-melee range (21)] Again, declare and roll. Then wait for me to run rage actions, then recap and new turn.

Singha: (There is the wounded shooter still up, and the 5 Garou who just stepped through)

Aerin Thomas: He looks up at the three round burst...OH, SHIT. SADIE! He moves to her, reaching down to heal her. ((MT, WP))

Aerin Thomas: 5,9,3,9,1,4,

Aerin Thomas: ((Does that one cause a level of damage like attacks do?))

Singha: (nope, that works just like normal.)

Singha: (Because the shooter is shooting at Ang, basically)

Aerin Thomas: ((*Whew* Fucked up enough as it is. *G*))

Sadie Blackfoot: ((don't give him ideas Aerin)) She targets anyone she can. Gun pointed somewhat shakily towards the crates, she's using both hands to steady it as blood starts to pool under her right knee. (wp, will only shoot if she sees a target, 3 rd burst)

Singha: (and the other attackers are not attacking you guys atm)

Angelia Caponelli: She grunts and pulls the trigger to shoot the wounded shooter. Then drops down to homid (rage action).

Angelia Caponelli: 2,7,9,2,4,6,7,

Sadie Blackfoot: 7,8,8,6,8,

Kristjan Ivanov: [Spend one Rage]~ws~ to Ang "Help them if you can." He moves to be ready to intercept anything that comes from behind the crates after Eddie. [Attacking with Rage only and assuming the positioning was an action, unless you tell me otherwise Singha.]

Micah Carrington: Moves to the back of the van (through the inside) to open the doors.

Eddie: *scoots back more, then begins trying to pry open a crate* ((or picking the lock--not positive what kind of crates or how they're sealed.))

Mercury: A vicious snarl and he goes the crates, shifting to Crinos and preparing to attack something. ((shifting is my action and movement if allowed while shifting))

Singha: (Eddie these crates are all stacked. You cannot open any ones that you can reach, as they have other crates stacked on top of them. They are all stacked 4 high so go up about 16 feet high to reach the top one)

Sadie Blackfoot: Hisses something at Aerin, in Spanish, blood spraying between her teeth.

Singha: Actually let me be a bit more clear. Eddie can't open them the normal way. She could potentially tear a hole in the side of the crate with her claws.

Eddie: ((then she'll scoot back and look for a way up to get to the top layer))

Eddie: ((not going to rip holes in them unless she has to--if there's people in any, she could hurt them. or destroy the integrity of the lower crates and make the tops ones fall down into the lower crates and onto herself.))

Singha: The wounded shooter shoots at Ang but missed, then Ang shoots him and he dies spectacularly. The Garou who just stepped across start unloading their Uzis into the crates.

Angelia Caponelli -> Aerin Thomas: how wounded is Aerin?

Singha: Dawit pulls the doors of the van open and turns to run back toward the sound of shooting, spending 2 rage for extra actions

Aerin Thomas -> Aerin Thomas: ((4 Agg. He'll live. The kin in the cages getting shot up are more important. :))

Singha: (rolling now for full auto burst on crates, +10 to the dex+fa roll)

Singha: 1,8,10,6,5,3,2,4,9,8,4,5,5,2,2,3,9,5,

Aerin Thomas -> Angelia Caponelli: ((4 Agg atm. Still at "He'll live" stage *S*))

Singha: (Rage actions?)

Angelia Caponelli: (ouch)

Aerin Thomas: ((Coulda been much worse... *Wince*))

Singha: 6,

Singha: ((oops ignore that, was trying to roll Dawit's rage attack roll of 11, since one action is closing the distance)

Singha: 9,

Singha: 7,6,6,8,2,8,1,9,7,4,10,

Kristjan Ivanov: Luna is protecting him. Luna is not protecting what is in those crates. He growls low in his throat and starts to sneak around for a clean shot at one of the Garou. [Dex-Stealth]

Kristjan Ivanov: 5,1,8,6,7,8,9,

Singha: Dawit runs from the van to attack the new Garou who are shooting the crates and drives his fangs through the throat of one of them, killing him. Merc and Kris move into position to attack the new Garou who are shooting the crates. Ang drops the shooter and shifts to homid, Aerin heals Sadie, Eddie starts scrambling up crates to the top.

Singha: Micah of course has thrown the back doors of the van open for Dawit to throw wide.

Singha: TURN SIX: [NEW ORDER, slowest to fastest: Aerin (9), Sadie & Dawit, non-melee range (11), Eddie Kris Micah & Ang (12), Merc (14), Bad Guys (15), Dawit-melee range (21)] Again, declare and roll. Then wait for me to run rage actions, then recap and new turn.

Aerin Thomas: He looks up at the sounds of gunshots, and if a Crinos could go dead white, he would. Maybe he is, under his fur. He shouts out a single, strange word. ((Jam Weapon from CoG Tribe Book...in case you don't have it, Singha, Per+Exp vs. WP of nearest armed person, who I assume is Sadie? Each sux = all weapons with moving parts like guns, tasers, etc. in vocal range don't work for 1 turn per success. Spending WP))

Aerin Thomas: 6,7,9,6,10,10,

Aerin Thomas: ((EAT THAT, GUN-TOTIN' MUTHAFUCKAS! Sorry, Sadie and Ang))

Sadie Blackfoot: (wp 6) Sadie is charging the crates, where helpless kin are being slaughtered.

Angelia Caponelli: (droping 2 rage this round, one to insta shift the second for a rage action.) She rushes to attack one of the newly crossed over garou.

Micah Carrington: Micah is staring, horrified from the back of the van.

Angelia Caponelli: 2,5,3,3,6,

Kristjan Ivanov: Kris tears into the Garou he's prepared to ambush. [WP if applicable - bite.]

Kristjan Ivanov: 3,2,10,10,4,7,7,

Mercury: Kill quick, kill fast is the only thought burning through his mind in a red-hot haze of Rage. ((burning 1 rage)) He leaps for the nearest Uzi-wielding Garou and *CLAW* *BITE*. ((rolling for the claw attack, the bite is a rage action))

Mercury: 8,10,6,7,3,6,10,

Sadie Blackfoot: She's not charging terribly fast however. (dex+ath w/penalties)

Sadie Blackfoot: 4,3,

Eddie: *they're killing anyone who might be inside. grits her teeth and does her best to get into a crate*

Singha: The Garou turn their guns on Dawit and unload them into him. (rolling for full auto attack, lethal damage, every sux is a HL)

Eddie: 7,9,6,10,4,

Singha: 5,6,9,5,9,7,1,3,7,10,8,2,3,7,3,7,9,6,

Singha: He's attacking the next Garou down the line, letting Kris and Merc and Ang take the other two.

Singha: 9,6,3,3,6,9,3,7,7,2,8,

Singha: (Rage actions)

Mercury: ((rage action, bite, rolling))

Angelia Caponelli: She's still clawing and bitting the fuck out of the bad garou.

Mercury: 6,7,1,8,7,10,4,

Angelia Caponelli: 6,1,8,4,8,

Angelia Caponelli: (soaking that with armor)

Mercury: ((1 more dmg, still down 1 die))

Singha: Dawit tears into the next guy and drops him, but the others unload into him and drop Dawit to the floor, riddled with lead, not expecting the attacks from Merc and Kris, who each drop a Garou, with the last one getting dropped by a joint effort between Merc and Ang. Eddie gets the top crate open and sees a naked man strapped into the crate, gagged and cathetered and somewhat drugged, with a bullet wound in his calf. He looks up at her dreamily. If there was anybody up ready to fire a weapon, they would find their guns don't fire for another six rounds thanks to Aerin. Micah watches horrified. Sadie tries for the stacked up crates and falls weakly against...a forklift.

Angelia Caponelli: (We out of combat now?)

Singha: [End of Combat, no bad guys left]

Angelia Caponelli: Ang drops back to homid, bleeding heavily from the silver bullet lodged in her side. That doesn't stop her hasty move to Dawits side though. She plants both hands on him (MT)

Angelia Caponelli: 8,6,4,9,7,

Singha: [Dawit is down, riddled with bullets. The new group of 5 that shot up the crates Kris also recognizes, some of them are Shadowlords, some are Fenrir.]

Kristjan Ivanov: There is a yelp and he moves over to Dawit, not that he can do a thing about anything in hispo. He shifts back to homid.

Mercury: He shifts down to Homid, feeling the sting of his wounds but ignoring them as he drops to look over Trevor, see if he's alive ((rolling Int + Med))

Mercury: 3,6,8,

Eddie: *blinks and tosses down her duffel* med kit in there. anyone able to help me open these crates? i got a live one here and i dunno how to get this baggy thing off him safely.

Sadie Blackfoot: Leans against the forklift, wheezing, her gun still in her hand, eyes still roaming for a target, it takes her a moment to realize it's gotten suddenly quiet.

Micah Carrington: "No..." He whispers it as he watches Dawit fall. Then he's moving, out of the van, as fast as he can.

Mercury: He sees others approaching and backs off from Dawit to give them room. "I can't heal. Eddie, I'll help you get them out."

Aerin Thomas: He's not down. He's not down. He shoves it out of his mind...enough people will be helping Dawit...and shifts down as he limps toward the crates, trying to see how many if the kinfolk are alive inside and which need medical attention. He's not down.

Eddie: *looks down* oh...shit....*whimpers softly, staring at Dawit*

Angelia Caponelli: "Move the kin into the van!" She yells at the rest of them.

Singha: As Merc checks over the unconscious lion, Ang MT's the beast, and it starts up with some labored breathing, still critically injured.

Eddie: *gulps and nods to Merc* we.....we needa get these crates down, and the people out of 'em. *gingerly pats the naked guy* s'ok. you'll be all right.....*the gag, at least, she can take off him*

Aerin Thomas: "Do what she said!" He continues his limp over to the kin. "Micah, keep the van ready to drive!"

Mercury: "Dawit is alive, somebody get him in the van." Shifts up to Glabro, and starts moving crates, quick as he can. ~And Mercury is now naked, because the clothes weren't dedicated.~

Singha: "Who are you?" the man asks Eddie fearfully. "What's happening?"

Sadie Blackfoot: "Anyone know how to drive a forklift?" She looks to see if the key is in it.

Eddie: getting there, Angelia.....*Merc can you use a forklift to lower the crates down? i dun think i wanna risk Crinos to hand them down--weight might squish the crates.

Micah Carrington: He tears his eyes away from Dawit to blink at Aerin, looking lost for a moment before he nods and resolutely heads back to the van.

Mercury: He kicks a dead Shadow Lord, viciously, as he labors to move and open crates. Fucking Shadow Lords, every single one is... Moving crates.

Aerin Thomas: "Sadie, are you all right for the moment?"

Singha: (Merc, you'll need two peeps in Crinos to lift those crates quickly, or you'll need that forklift. A single Glabro won't cut it. *G*)

Kristjan Ivanov: He runs a hand, very carefully, over the lion's bloodied fur. "I'll be back with you. You're alright." And then he heads for the crates and kin.

Mercury: "I can drive it."

Angelia Caponelli: Ang peels off her armored shirt and then the tank top under it. Shredding the tank top she wads it up and pushes it against her own bleeding side with a little hiss and uses the torn strip to tie it in place. Can't help anyone else if she bleeds to death after all.

Mercury: ((seeing that Singha *L*))

Eddie: a friend. we're gonna get you home safe, hon. *pats him gently* and begins opening more crates as fast as possible* ((unless the van's big enough to hold Kin inside crates.))

Mercury: Still in Glabro, he gets in a forklift, looking over the controls. Starts it up if he can, or looks for a key if he can't.

Sadie Blackfoot: Nods at Aerin and heads for the van. She can't really lift anything heavy right now.

Angelia Caponelli: SHe pulls out her knife and leans over the lion then and takes a deep breath, begining to dig out silver bullets as carefully as possible. (int + med?)

Singha: (No Van is not big enough for crates. It will not be big enough for you guys and the freed kinfolk, either. You have about 30 crates here. But they're perfect to hold the bodies of the peeps you killed. *G*)

Sadie Blackfoot: So she collects guns off the dead, and anything else of value they may have.

Mercury: He gets the forklift going. "Everybody move away from the crates! Get away from the lift, okay?"

Micah Carrington: Micah waits behind the wheel, hands white knuckled, his eyes straight ahead. Dawit down. Those horrid packing crates...Ugh.

Angelia Caponelli: 3,7,4,4,5,8,

Angelia Caponelli: "If there's any more seriously injured bring them there." She calls back over her shoulder.

Singha: (No Silver in Dawit, or he'd be dead. *G* Supercalifragilisticextrarigormortis.)

Aerin Thomas: He waits there near the crates for kin who need to be healed to come out. "Angelia, gonna need your help healing the kinfolk, I think, when we're done here." He leans back on one of the crates, wincing. Fuck, this hurts like a bitch. Not as bad as a silver canteen to the naked Crinos groin, but...still.

Micah Carrington: (I think Singha's gettin a little slap happy. *giggle*)

Eddie: *gets down immediately* how're we gonna get all the Kin out of here? we can maybe shove some of these freaks into empty crates, right?

Mercury: Smoothly puts the forklift in gear. Refreshes his memory on what gears do what.

Singha: (The Garou weren't packing silver, only the kinfolk shooters were. *G*)

Angelia Caponelli: (Oh well then) She rubs his side lightly, "Love... love I need you to wake up and shift so you'll heal."

Sadie Blackfoot: She pulls a knife and cuts the shirt off a dead man, wrapping it around her ribs and knotting it to slow her bleeding.

Mercury: Once people are out of the way, he starts moving, moving the lift to the right height to take an uppermost box and move it. ((want me to roll dex drive?))

Aerin Thomas: "Angelia, do you think if you call Malcolm, he can get transport up here for the kin?"

Kristjan Ivanov: At Mercury's command, he starts to run back to Dawit and Ang, but then manages to register Aerin is bleeding. He heads toward him, still too edgy to look as if he's sure Aerin won't snap and kill him. "You okay?" No one's asked yet. Mayb e someone should.

Eddie: *once Merc gets some crates down, she opens them and attempts to extract the Kin inside. checking pulses as she does*

Singha: Eddie, roll 1 d10, if you get a 1 you guys didn't get to the wounded kin in time to save them, if you roll a 2, you get to 'em but they're still pretty bad. Otherwise you guys get to all the kin who are injured in time to first aid 'em, unfortunately there are 2 dead, no matter what you do

Sadie Blackfoot: So she figures, she's collecting ammo and stuffing as many good quality guns as she can into her coat, belt, pants... She's a walking gun store.

Aerin Thomas: "Oh, sorry. Never mind." Or he can do it, since Angelia's busy. He pulls out his phone, waiting for injured, and dials Malcolm. "I'll live, I think," he responds to Kristjan. "The kin first."

Eddie: 6,

Eddie: *notes Sadie* Sadie--use my duffel. it's got room for more stuff inside, i think. and i got bandages in there, too....

Singha: Sadie finds a ring of keys for several vehicles during her search. Looks like keys for the laundry vans missing from the Laundry down in Brooklyn.

Angelia Caponelli: She nods to Jer and gets up stiffly, moving to the van to get her phone, "Micah, I need you to do me a favor." She stabs at the phone with a bloody hand and grabs her bag heading back to where Dawit is, pulling out medical supplies while she calls Malcolm.

Mercury: He actually starts to relax, having to stop himself from humming. It all comes back to him, running these machines. He's always liked it. Huh. Maybe he should stop dancing and go back into...mind back to the business at hand dammit!

Sadie Blackfoot: "Pull the seats out of the van and you can get more people in it."

Micah Carrington: "Yes, Ma'am," he says softly, sliding out of the van to follow her.

Singha: Ang can tell Dawit's in a coma. You don't take that much lead in one go and wake up immediately.

Singha: Malcolm doesn't answer his phone, tho you can leave him a message.

Sadie Blackfoot: "I got car keys here," she announces. "Probably to the laundry vans." Fetching up Eddie's duffel.

Eddie: *extracts Kin as fast as she can*

Sadie Blackfoot: She's not moving very fast, but she's moving efficiently as she goes to take a look outside for the vans.

Aerin Thomas: A short nod to Sadie. "Perfect." He hangs up the phone, since Sadie has keys to the vans, and sets to helping first aid the kin.

Angelia Caponelli: She starts bandaging Dawit's wounds up and makes sure he's at least stable enough that he's not in danger of bleeding out, while she talks on the phone with Mal and asks him to send some transports and if he can bring himself and a first aide guy who's in the know that would be even better."

Kristjan Ivanov: Kris shrugs. "I can't do much for them anyway. There are clothes in my trunk, but that's at the parking lot. I'm just evaluating." He glances back at Dawit, just a little anxious.

Singha: (anybody doing medical aid on the kin, give me a roll please.)

Angelia Caponelli: Well she'll leave a message and then try Jan.

Aerin Thomas: ((WP on roll))

Mercury: He works as fast as he dares without endangering anyone, knowing that going too fast will cause forklifts to tip.

Aerin Thomas: 2,6,6,4,

Micah Carrington: Kneels down across from Ang', one hand gently touching Dawit's face, while he waits for her to tell him what she needs.

Angelia Caponelli: (Dawit stable-ish?)

Eddie: *Eddie doesn't try to do medical. she has a kit, but she's at the "mom fixes scraped knees" level of medical knowledge*

Singha: (yes, Dawit is stable, but critically injured.)

Sadie Blackfoot: On second thought she'll press the keys into Kris' hand and move to first aiding kin that the others have laid out.

Sadie Blackfoot: 7,3,4,7,3,

Kristjan Ivanov: He rather cautiously tries to work on the kin. Touching them, even to help them, seems to upset him. [WP on the roll.]

Kristjan Ivanov: 8,1,8,9,

Singha: (Micah, roll intelligence+invest)

Micah Carrington: 8,5,3,

Angelia Caponelli: "Micah you've ever removed a bullet before?" She asks starting to look a little palish. Then back to the phone, "It's Angel... I need some transport and a first aid kit or something.... can you set that up for me?"

Angelia Caponelli: (how many kin do we need to move?)

Micah Carrington: "No, but I'll try."

Sadie Blackfoot: "I have," she says a little breathlessly.

Mercury: Once he's done moving crates with the forklift, he turns off everything and goes to help scoop the dead enemies into the boxes which once imprisoned the (presumed) innocents. He is especially alert if any of the dead have become wolves or, far far worse, crinos.

Eddie: *glances toward Kris* ((per/emp))

Singha: Aerin, Sadie, and Kristjan all help those kin who are injured and successfully remove the catheters, and other devices keeping the kin strapped to the crates. Those kin who are ambulatory help with the injured and help move bodies, whether those bodies are injured kin or dead bad guys.

Eddie: 1,8,7,9,

Sadie Blackfoot: "Micah, strip the corpses of their clothes to make bandages."

Aerin Thomas: A look up at Sadie, and he reaches out slowly, obviously, to heal her wounds.

Angelia Caponelli: "Alright Micah you watch him and tell me if there's any changes. Sadie, soon as you get all these guys stable I might need you to help get this bullet out of my side."

Kristjan Ivanov: He looks at the keys, then at Sadie, with eyes that are a little too wild. "You want me to...?" His voice is steady, for all he watches the hand near him as if it were a viper.

Eddie: hey...Kris? can you help me get the rest of the lids off? *she's kind of upset about the Kin, too. these creeps need to be alive again so they can die more painfully....*

Sadie Blackfoot: She just braces herself, letting Aerin do it. She's bleeding out and she knows it.

Aerin Thomas: ((3rd WP on the MT))

Mercury: "I can drive one of the vehicles," he volunteers.

Kristjan Ivanov: His eyes flick from Eddie to Sadie. "One place at a time, I'm only so talented yet...Angelia?"

Aerin Thomas: 7,2,7,10,3,7,

Angelia Caponelli: Back to the phone she gives the address.

Micah Carrington: He nods slowly. As if he could take his eyes off Dawit. "You better wake up," he murmurs, still stroking the man's face gently. "Too many of us'll flip if you don't."

Eddie: *nods to Kris with a gentle smile* fair deal....*looks to Merc* goodo. i flunked out of driver's ed in school. dun think anybody here's crazy enough to want me to drive.

Sadie Blackfoot: She grinds her teeth then lets out a breath of relief, coughing to clear the blood from her lung. But at least it doesn't hurt to cough.

Mercury: Eddie: "I'm a damn good driver." Not bragging, he simply nods to his statement of fact.

Aerin Thomas: The healing done, he looks around, staggering to his feet. "Where am I needed next?"

Eddie: *nods to Merc* let's get everyone loaded up, then, ya? *smiles a bit to Merc. eyes sad as they drift over where the dead Kin are*

Angelia Caponelli: SHe blinks and looks up, "Kris help with the kinfolk." She looks around covering the phone, "Do we have enough cars to haul everyone?"

Sadie Blackfoot: Aerin> "Thank you."

Mercury: He doesn't really smile, simply nods again, and he lends muscle wherever it's needed.

Singha: (if anybody bothers to go looking, you will find the stolen laundry vans parked out behind the warehouse, having been repainted)

Sadie Blackfoot: "I can drive an automatic."

Mercury: Funny enough, perhaps, he's particularly gentle when handling the kin, injured or not.

Sadie Blackfoot: ((Sooner or later someone will look. *c*))

Eddie: *runs a hand through her hair* any kiddies, i'll keep until we fidn their homes if that's cool. begins trying to help people who need it toward vehicles*

Kristjan Ivanov: He nods to Ang and moves to help kinfolk away from Sadie. He is not liking her close to him right now at all. Eddie can have help with the uncrating.

Aerin Thomas: "You're welcome, Sadie." He nods a little to her.

Eddie: ((*L* DLP)) *blinks* hrm. vehicles...*goes scouting for something to drive off in. other than their van*

Micah Carrington: He frowns then looks up suddenly. "HEY! Check the crates for invoices! Packing info!"

Angelia Caponelli: Back to the phone, "I'm sorry, they found the keys I'm having a bit of trouble focusing here Jan just be patient while I try and get some information out of them."

Aerin Thomas: "On it, Micah." Off to the crates he goes, for the invoices.

Sadie Blackfoot: She turns to look at Kristjan. (per+emp)

Sadie Blackfoot: 8,5,7,1,

Aerin Thomas: ((Per+Invest to check the crates for the invoices))

Aerin Thomas: 5,3,4,

Sadie Blackfoot: *Right, they're going through customs with invoices that say human cargo, this side up.*

Eddie: *slides out of the warehouse and starts down the side until she gets to the back...bingo! some of those keys should fit these vans........scampers back to report* vans, outside, in the back.....gotta be doors here for the back.

Singha: (okay, since I need to jet and deal with food and hunny, y'all are on your own. You have 2 dead kinfolk. 1 unconscious Dawitt. 11 dead Garou. 10 dead human smugglers. 5 stolen laundry vans. 1 rented Micah's van. info off 30 packing crates)

Angelia Caponelli: She gets up and walks along the perimeter of the warehouse, looking for bleach and other strong chemicals/cleaning supplies... things that will ruin blood samples... "Alright Jan sorry to bother you, sounds like we have some vans. I'll call if we need anything when we're closer to the city."

Mercury: "Good idea, Micah. It'd be good to know how they're being shipped, from where, and what the manifest lists them as."

Aerin Thomas: "No, but they may be inside the crates, Sadie. So the buyers know they got the right kinfolk."

Kristjan Ivanov: Or Eddie can run off to do other useful things. He checks to be sure none of the live kin are being left behind. [How mobile are the kin? How many survived, how many bodies are we looking at?]

Micah Carrington: "They should have shipping addresses and names on them... Buyer info I think!"

Sadie Blackfoot: Suspicion colors her world, though. He saw her kill a trueborn. Kin. Wield silver weapons.

Eddie: ((are there 28 live Kin in various stages of drugged ouch?))

Angelia Caponelli: (awesome Singha, see you)

Mercury: ((how old are the kin and how many are alive? *S*))

Singha: (Figure out what you wanna do and somebody send me the log I'll come back after I eat)

Angelia Caponelli: 8,3,7,5,6,

Angelia Caponelli: (that's per + invest to find toxins/chemicals)

Eddie: *finds the back doors. opens them. begins trying to gently herd mobile Kin toward them....and any younger than puberty she tries to get into the same van. maternal instincts, engage!*

Singha: (Yes 28 live kin, 7 of them in various states of ouch, all of them drugged with light sedatives. 22 of the 28 are adults, 4 are teens, 2 are pre-teens)

Mercury: "Toss me some keys, I'll start bringing vans around."

Sadie Blackfoot: ((She didn't say that aloud, Aerin.))

Micah Carrington: "They buyers examine the kin before the handlers leave. At least, I was."

Mercury: ((I think I'm a bit behind lagging here. *S* He'll help load Kin, then drive a vehicle to wherever they deem is safety. And he'll take the 4 teenagers to his place, unless Rei throws a fit, which is unlikely. Merc can deal with teens pretty well, he IS one.))

Eddie: guys....i can, and will happily, take care of those two. might can swing the teens as well. *sad blinks toward the Kin* already set up for the others, so they won't be a problem.

Sadie Blackfoot: "Peel a key off that ring for me too, I'll bring around another van too."

Singha: (okay gone for a bit, thanks for playing)

Angelia Caponelli: (see you hun who's logging?)

Kristjan Ivanov: "How about less with the discussing all that in present company?" He's fallen back a little from the kin, mostly watching again.

Aerin Thomas: ((Easy plan, guys. Dead bodies, minus the two kin, go in the rented van. The kin go in the laundry vans. Aerin can drive, Micah can, Sadie can, Merc can, Angelia can. If Kristjan can, that makes 1 driver for each vehicle. The dead get gotten rid off away from the scene. The kinfolk are returned to the Sept of the Green. The packing info is kept for any further invesitgation.))

Sadie Blackfoot: "I have a hotel room the ambulatory can use."

Aerin Thomas: ((I've got the whole thing logged.))

Mercury: "It's alright, Eddie, I can take the teenagers. We have room."

Eddie: ((*G* Merc can take care of the teens. he's cool. Eddie'll still take on the other two unless objections are raised.)) yo, Angelia....dun forget we need to hook up for the other ones soon. makes damn sure she's in the same van as the youngest pair, but snags her duffel before getting inside* Sadie, i'll give you this stuff in here back later, ok? i can't use it but you can. fair deal.

Angelia Caponelli: (ang needs some one to take the bullet out of her and if possible heal her but at least stitch her up before she can drive.)

Mercury: ((ok, Aerin. Scene done? *G* Thanks, Singha, it was fun!))

Aerin Thomas: ((Sorry, Sadie. Looked at *, saw ".))

Angelia Caponelli: "Make sure you have the bodies in the van too and we gotta get rid of all the blood."

Eddie: ((*hugs* yes, thanks!)) *nods to Merc* good deal. *smiles warmly to him*

Sadie Blackfoot: Nods to Eddie. She's carrying the most important stuff on her anyway. The silver. She'll move to check on Ang. "You still want that bullet removed?"

Kristjan Ivanov: [Rei is only happy to have them. They're fed, he'll buy them clothes in the morningalong with whatever else they'd need - he offers space in the stable if not yet fully painted hotel. It's space. There are some beds.]

Mercury: Eddie: He doesn't really smile back. He looks slightly tired, but more than that, he looks grim.

Micah Carrington: He glances up from Dawit and takes stock of everyone slowly, sighing as he notes that Aerin, Eddie and Merc are all still standing.

Eddie: ((mmrr, they'll prolly be in shock. need to be with people who seem soothing and in warm beds soon and stuff. then comes finding out where they are supposed to be.))

Kristjan Ivanov: [Kris can drive. 8)]

Mercury: ((Kristjan: And Merc is staying with them most of the time.))

Aerin Thomas: He takes a seat against an opened crate, taking a moment to pull out a cigarette and light it. He winces at the wound in his shoulder as he raises lighter to cigarette. "Fuck, I've got a bullet, too." As if he just noticed it. "Someone get me a knife, please?"

Angelia Caponelli: She nods to Sadie and digs a scalpel out of her bag, "Oh god yes please."

Eddie: *moves to Merc and gently grips his forearm*

Mercury: He's clawed, he's naked, but he's not in any danger from blood loss.

Sadie Blackfoot: Pulls out her boot knife and tugs up Ang's shirt. "Hold still."

Micah Carrington: "Aerin?" He blinks and glances at the other man, eyes wide.

Mercury: "I'm alright, Eddie," he says quietly. "Let's just get them out of here and somewhere safe." And he makes sure to gather up clothing scraps of his that fell off his Crinos body.

Eddie: Merc, can you drop me and the littles off across from my place? gonna use Jaik's old place. more room. and i got those toys there....*sighs softly*

Mercury: ((I'm going to go ahead and pull out Merc IC. *S* Thanks for the RP everyone!))

Sadie Blackfoot: "I'll get yours next, Aerin."

Angelia Caponelli: She lays down on the floor, better that the then falling and closes her eyes, taking a deep breath.

Aerin Thomas: A shake of his head to Micah. "I'll live, hon. Just do me a favor...get me a knife, or a scalpel out of Ang's bag."

Angelia Caponelli: (see you Merc hun!)

Mercury: Eddie: "Yep. I'm going to be driving careful, don't need to get stopped by the cops and arrested for indecent exposure."

Sadie Blackfoot: ((Later Merc-p!))

Sadie Blackfoot: 6,3,5,5,

Aerin Thomas: "Ahh. Never mind, then, Micah. Sadie's got me covered." A little smile to the young man, and he tosses him the pack of cigarettes.

Micah Carrington: He nods and moves to Ang's bag, rummaging in it without asking.

Eddie: ((i need to go, too. bedtime and then some! *wry grin* so...Eddie goes with Merc. and unless she gets told not to, the littlest ones'll be with her. momma Eddie. 8wry grin*))

Sadie Blackfoot: It's messy, it's painful, but at least she's quick. She plunges the knife right into the bullet hole until she hears the click of metal on metal. A sharp twist presses the blade against the bullet, then she presses a finger into the wound and traps the bullet against the blade and pulls them both out together.

Micah Carrington: He makes a face, picks the pack of cigarette's up from the ground, moves to Aerin and kisses him hard and fast on the lips. "You're not supposed to get hurt."

Angelia Caponelli: (alright) (Sums up. Ang'll spend some time in lupos to heal and then heal any critically wounded kin [up to 3 of em at least], then help cart the bodies away into one of the vans and Dawit into another (which she insists she'll drive) then douses the place in bleach or any other chemicals she can find to distroy the blood every where)

Sadie Blackfoot: The bullet thuds to the ground and she claps Ang's shoulder. "You're clear."

Sadie Blackfoot: She wipes the knife on her shirt as she walks over to Aerin, tugging his shirt back. "Ready?"

Angelia Caponelli: "That's bad pain." She declares before she shifts.

Kristjan Ivanov: Kris alternates between moving around to check on everyone and very carefully petting Dawit, until they get ready to go.

Sadie Blackfoot: "I say we burn this place to the ground."

Kristjan Ivanov: [And I'm off. I need sleep! *hugs* Thanks much people.]

Sadie Blackfoot: ((Night Fox))

: (a reminder as I eat and lurk: any damage sustained in the battle aside from the last bursts of bullets into Dawit is AGG damage and cannot be regenned)

Angelia Caponelli: After a few minutes she still has a hole in her side but at least it's not pouring out blood. She rebandages. Then on with the other stuff.

Aerin Thomas: ((Sounds good, Ang.)) He blinks at the kiss, but makes no negative connotation toward it, even returning it some. "Yeah, I know. And as far as Ita knows, I never did. Capice?" He looks over as Sadie approaches. "Can't hurt any more then oh, say, having a chunk of silver shot through your shoulder. Go for it." He sets his jaw and grabs the crate behind him, steeling himself.

Sadie Blackfoot: 8,8,6,9,

Aerin Thomas: ((Aerin will MT Angelia. Rolling now, since Ang is in summary mode))

Micah Carrington: "Duh," he says softly, glancing at Dawit and back to Aerin.

Sadie Blackfoot: He gets pretty much the same treatment Ang did, but his bullet is easier to get to. More flesh, less bone and ligaments to poke through. She quickly extracts the bullet.

Aerin Thomas: 5,8,9,3,9,4,

Aerin Thomas: A gritted sound of pain, and then a gasp of relief when it's out. He nods to her, grateful. "Thank you."

Sadie Blackfoot: She steps back as soon as it's out, giving him room to shift.

Angelia Caponelli: (I was summing so everyone was on the same page since we had people leaving :) )

Angelia Caponelli: (are the kinfolk stable? No one's going to die before they get back to the city... woot! I'm ALL healed... Rage 2 rules some times)

Sadie Blackfoot: "You're welcome. Where should I take my load of kin? The caern?" Wiping her blade off and dropping it into her boot.

Aerin Thomas: He doesn't shift...the wound isn't gonna heal that way. He just sits there for a moment, taking the last couple drags off his cigarette before he stubs it out.

Micah Carrington: Micah gently touches Aerin's face, checks on Dawit one more time then heads out without another word to deliver his load to the Caern.

Angelia Caponelli: "The silver fangs we can put all in one van and call the royals, they should know what to do with them. The rest to the sept... yeah."

Aerin Thomas: "Yes, the Caern." He nods to Sadie, then struggles to his feet with a wince.

Sadie Blackfoot: "I'll take the Silver Fangs."

Aerin Thomas: "I'll deliver the Silver Fangs to the Royals, Angelia...unless you'd rather. They seem to like me for some odd, strange-ass reason." A little pained grin.

Sadie Blackfoot: Frowns at Aerin. "You want bandaging?"

Sadie Blackfoot: Aerin> "I'd prefer to take them."

Angelia Caponelli: "That would be a relief, thank you Aerin. I'll take Dawit... where should we ditch the bodies?"

Aerin Thomas: "Well, I was gonna bandage myself, Sadie...if you'd like to, feel free. And if you'd reather deliver the Fangs, they're all yours. I can appreciate that."

Aerin Thomas: "Well...hold that thought about the bodies just a sec." He frowns, and picks up his phone, calling Micah.

Aerin Thomas: "Hey, it's me. The van you rented. Is it in your name, and if so, are you able to taking a loss on it? Trying to figure out what would be easiest with the dead fuckers."

Sadie Blackfoot: Aerin doesn't need his shirt. It's scrap anyway, so while he's on the phone, she cuts it off him with her boot knife and uses it to bind his wounded shoulder.

Aerin Thomas: "Ahh, got it." A slight wince as his shoulder is bound. "Insured, I assume?"

Angelia Caponelli: She moves back and shifts to crinos to move the big lion as carefully as possible into one of the vans.

Sadie Blackfoot: She knots it tight, then waits. Looks like they're the last two. Blood is everywhere. She really thinks they should burn the place down.

: (I don't understand why you guys don't either a) have Ang pull the bodies into the Umbra or b) ship them all to the various 'buyers' in the crates. *g)

Aerin Thomas: "All right." He looks at Dawit...he's not answering any time soon. A sigh. "Well, you mind reporting it stolen? I don't know where we can dump this many bodies, unless you've got any ideas."

Angelia Caponelli: (I don't know if I can pull them into the umbra now that they're dead. But that's a fantastic idea, if as ST you're down with that I'll do it now that I have my whole dicepool)

Aerin Thomas: ((Because the player didn't consider about those possibilities. *Thuds*)) "Wait a minute. I just thought of another option. Ignore me...your van's in good hands."

Aerin Thomas: A little grin. "S'okay, it was a long, busy night. I'm not with it, either. Go on...still in safe hands. I'll talk at you later...take care. Good job tonight."

Sadie Blackfoot: ((Oh, I like shipping them to the buyers. *G*))

: (Ah that's right, that's a higher rank gift. I was thinking of the Stonewall one. my bad)

Angelia Caponelli: She smooths Dawit's fur and kisses his head before she drops down to homid and moves back to the others. (actually I kinda like the crates idea... it's got that horses head in the bed feel to it)

Angelia Caponelli: (Yeah I can only take people across. I think bodies count as objects)

Angelia Caponelli: "So... we have the mailing list?"

Aerin Thomas: ((I kinda like that, too. *S*)) "Don't worry about it. Nothing wrong with that. I love you, too. Get the kin off, then go be with your girl. Good night."

Sadie Blackfoot: Looks at Ang and grins. Likely it's the first time Ang has ever seen her smile.

Aerin Thomas: He hangs up the phone and packets it, then looks up to Angelia with a nasty little grin. "We do. You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?"

Angelia Caponelli: She whipes her bloody hand on her leg and nods, "Well I was going to send them christmas cards but they'll do."

Sadie Blackfoot: She starts looking for a crowbar or a hammer. Must be some nails around here. Or they can unbend the ones in the crates. "Let's load 'em up."

Aerin Thomas: "Christmas cards are so impersonal. It takes the dead corpse of your slave seller to really add that touch that says 'I love you.'" A little nod, and he tries to get up. "Ummm...Ang? I hate to ask, but...you wouldn't happen to have enough in you to...ah...heal me, would you?"

Angelia Caponelli: She reaches over and puts her hand on Aerin.

Angelia Caponelli: 2,3,1,3,8,8,

Angelia Caponelli: (ack)

Angelia Caponelli: (Hopes you have low rage?)

Aerin Thomas: ((Not low enough. *G* 4))

Sadie Blackfoot: Starts prepping the crates and lining them up to receive bodies.

Angelia Caponelli: (does it again :)

Angelia Caponelli: 4,3,5,5,2,8,

Angelia Caponelli: (there you go) She heals Aerin and helps to load up the crates.

Sadie Blackfoot: Follows Ang with a makeshift hammer, whatever she an find, sealing the corpses into the crates.

Aerin Thomas: He sighs as it heals a little. At least the bullet wound is now just a flesh wound, along with the other 2. And the second attempt makes him all better. He nods to Angelia gratefully. "Thanks...you rock." He gets to his feet and moves to start loading up the dead guys to be sent out.

Angelia Caponelli: "I wonder who we call to pick them up..."

Aerin Thomas: "I don't even want to THINK about the shipping fees if it's UPS. 'least we don't need to get insurance on them...." He checks the invoices.

: (Pssst! look at the loading papers. They'll tell you what port/airport they'll be shipped through and what frieght company will be used)

Aerin Thomas: ((One step ahead of ya. *G*))

Sadie Blackfoot: "The Slavers may have already arranged pick up."

Sadie Blackfoot: She salutes the two trueborn. "I'll be taking my charges now. Good evening."

Aerin Thomas: "Good evening, Sadie. Thank you for your help. You done damn good."

Sadie Blackfoot: "So did you," she says seriously, as she heads for the van full of silver fangs.

Sadie Blackfoot: And she drives off.

Angelia Caponelli : (sorry totally faded out there I need to get to bed!)