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!)