AGWW Online - Log 2004/05/18

Mage - Etherites Go!

Session 1x06: Under Attack I

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 Anna - Dingo
 Bill Irvine - Marvin
 Bob Grant - Stayka
 Dr.Lisa Miller - Stayka
 Lady Samantha - Fuzzy
 Nathan Raiser - Asmodai
 Reverend Jones - Picks-at-Flies
 Rhiannon - FiXXXer667
 Skywarp - Asmodai

 Storytortillo - Asmodai

Rev_Jones thinks back over the last 24 hours over a nice soothing glass of whisky.

<Rev_Jones> But I did want to swap some theories on the tran... oh back on topic.

<Rev_Jones> After being invaded by a bunch of aggressive rivals we found a way down into the rooms beneath the Aztec temple.

<Rev_Jones> There we found some kind of mechanical creature which pretended to be an angel.

<Rev_Jones> It obviously possesses some means of stripping information from brains, but has not proved itself especially hostile.

<Rev_Jones> Certainly there is much to be learned from it if we ask the right questions, but it is still a little unnerving for those of us used to the real world.

<Rev_Jones> Unfortunately, two youths who weren't taught better manners got hot under the collar and strapped large amounts of explosives to the angel-thing and threatened it. Not a good move when dealing with a potentially powerful new species.

<Rev_Jones> Not long ago we braved some primitive traps to get to some storage room deep underground, where the angel-thing - Rhiannon it calls itself - found some kind of hoverbike.

<Rev_Jones> That is what you get for reading too much science fiction.

<Dr_Miller> (LOL)

<Rev_Jones> The last thing that happened before I decided I needed to sit down was us getting out of the temple alive - again.

<Rev_Jones> As an afterthought, it looks as if our two young friends have got closer. While it may be sweet, I don't think it improves their chances of learning common sense.

<Rhiannon_D> (^_^)

<Storytortillo> AS the reverend reminsces the rest of the group is moving back from the 2nd temple back towards the main site...

Dr_Miller is very happy that she got a lot of pictures and less happy that this strange alien got the artifact

Nathan_Raiser is in the bedroom of the airship... he gets off the bed and moves anna's hair from her cheek... he gently gets out and puts his pants on... he sits near the large window and after he looks at her once more turns towards the outside thinking about all of this... her... the "demon"... everything has changed since the last day...

<Storytortillo> ...Bob, Doc, Rev, Rhia, Samantha and Bill are coming from the site... Bill has been keeping watch at the tunnel entry and has noticed that after the first tempel exploratio nthe others have come out with a mechanical angel of some sort... Nate and the girl from the airship got out of the temple before the others and seemed a bit in shock... you haven't seen the two of them since then

Rhiannon_D is trying to stabilize the bike, and whooses here and there on the way to the main site, trying to get a better feel of the controls, and letting out pure incomprehensible technobabble regarding the bike's features every now and then.

Bob_Grant carries the equipment, just as usual.

<Storytortillo> Samantha seems to e quite busy with soem of ther notes... she is spendinf half the time looking fascinated at the creature

Bill_Irvine lifts an eyebrow at the sight of this angel thingie

<Storytortillo> (the others were talking to it pretty interested, and it clerly has a shaped charge placed square on its chest...)

Rhiannon_D stops the bike upon noticing the new-comer, and disembarks it after a good vertical landing.

Bill_Irvine looks at the others

<Bill_Irvine> Has anyone anything to say to me, eh?

Rhiannon_D takes a few steps towards him, examining him carefully, and smiling at his comment.

<Dr_Miller> Well...

<Dr_Miller> Mr.Irvine...

Rhiannon_D takes a courtly bow.

<Dr_Miller> May I introduce Miss? Rhiannon

<Rhiannon_D> Rhiannon D'Nirek.

Bill_Irvine takes his cigar and spits out, before putting it back into his mouth and letting out a puff of smoke

<Bill_Irvine> As far as I remember you were one person less when you went in there... So where is thei Miss from?

<Dr_Miller> Welll...

<Dr_Miller> We sort of ...found her

<Rhiannon_D> Your group has located and reactivated me in a chamber within the temple.

<Rhiannon_D> Part of it at least.

<Rhiannon_D> The part now with us.

<Bill_Irvine> Which means?

<Rhiannon_D> The remaining 2 of the group contacted us after we re-emerged from the temporal stasis field present in my chamber..

Bill_Irvine again raises an eyebrow and looks at the others

<Rhiannon_D> Unfortunately, they were not as pleasant as Dr. Samantha, Dr. Miller and the Reverend here.

Rev_Jones stands up.

<Rev_Jones> Yes, I must apologise for the dross of humanity.

<Rhiannon_D> I do believe they are currently located in the Zeppelin.

Rhiannon_D smiles at the Rev.

<Rev_Jones> History has shown us time and again that we can be incredibly stupid

<Rhiannon_D> It is ok, father.

<Rev_Jones> But also, I should point out, incredibly clever and intelligent at other times.

<Rhiannon_D> It is not stupidity, rather than a fear to the unknown that can lead to such actions.,

<Bill_Irvine> Um... So what the heck are you? Where are you from?

Bill_Irvine looks suspicious

Rev_Jones grabs his bottle and pours Bill a glass.

Bill_Irvine takes the glass and downs its contents, only then looking into it what it was

<Rhiannon_D> Protocol-Emissary automation. I originate from an Alien civilization, based in..--

Rhiannon_D 's voice breaks up for a second, and she frowns.

Rev_Jones raises his eyebrow quizzically.

<Rhiannon_D> That is quite peculiar.

<Rhiannon_D> I'm afraid the information you requested is corrupted, Mr...

<Dr_Miller> Didn't I tell you? I was right all over - there *were* Aliens on Earth...

<Rev_Jones> Well, can we define Alien?

<Rev_Jones> In the 18th century, a visitor from another country was considered an alien.

<Dr_Miller> Well, not human, not belonging to Mankind

<Rev_Jones> Rhiannon, can you enlighten us at all?

<Rhiannon_D> I can surely tell you I don't hail from the Sol system, although precise guidance and location information is unavailable.

<Bill_Irvine> Not from Earth.. Eh?

<Rhiannon_D> Not even from this solar system.

<Rev_Jones> Oh, you mean us. Sorry, never really studied that kind of thing..

<Rev_Jones> Well, can you remember anything about your histo...

<Rev_Jones> Sorry, where are my manners. Here, please sit down.

Rev_Jones passes it his chair.

Bill_Irvine spits out again. Do you have any prrofs?

<Rhiannon_D> Proof of being alien?

<Bill_Irvine> Proof of your age, your origin, your intention...

Rhiannon_D looks at her metallic wings, then at a tuff of her purple hair, and her yellow eyes seem entertained.

<Rhiannon_D> My age can be confirmed by the readings of your colleagues.

<Rev_Jones> Certainly, -Rhiannon is at least 4000 years old by my reckoning.

Dr_Miller nods. Yes, Reverend Jones seems to be very adept in age determination

<Bill_Irvine> Is this sure?

<Rev_Jones> But what I am curious about is your history, your beliefs - do you have any concept of a higher being, or even higher beings...

<Rhiannon_D> My origin can be confirmed by the incompatibility, if not the non-existance of technology similar to mine in this area..

<Bill_Irvine> None that we know of...

<Rhiannon_D> As for my intentions, I have already mentioned my function as an emissary. Although now that the target civilization has been extinct, I am left somewhat without a task.

Bill_Irvine listens for a moment and looks around...

<Bill_Irvine> Hey folks...

<Bill_Irvine> Le quiet and listen a while... What do you hear?

<Bill_Irvine> (be that is)

Rhiannon_D focuses on listening.

<Rev_Jones> Not much. That flying thing is humming slightly.

Rhiannon_D turns to the Rev, and prepares an answer.

<Storytortillo> It's awfully quiet for the middleof the jungle and the middle of the day

<Bill_Irvine> It's quiet... Too quiet...

Bill_Irvine spits out and draws his gun

<Dr_Miller> Hm.

<Rhiannon_D> My programming is compatible with Human belief systems, even though they seem to be rather varied to their practices and values.

<Dr_Miller> This doesn't bode well...

<Dr_Miller> There should be at least birds singing, some small animals rustling...

<Bill_Irvine> There's some shit boiling downhere...

<Rhiannon_D> (sorry brb)

Rev_Jones looks around.

<Rev_Jones> Isn't Sam good at scanning for trouble? Where is she?

<Storytortillo> You seem to have lost Sam... she was busy with some calculations and she must have been left behind

Bob_Grant is somewhere in a tent, tending to the equipment

<Storytortillo> you were so focused on Rhi you didn't even notice that

<Storytortillo> (Isn't Bob with them ?)

<Bill_Irvine> If we go to my plane I can check the surroundings from within...

<Storytortillo> (And Sam?)

<Rev_Jones> Not a bad idea. After you.

<Bob_Grant> (Bob was there, but he had to carry all the Doc's stuff)

<Bill_Irvine> Ok folks.. To the plane... We should be secure in there, too

<Storytortillo> (and what about Sam ?)

<Bob_Grant> (So he brought that stuff to the tent as he doesn't feel like a mule ^_^)

<Storytortillo> (okay)

<Storytortillo> (i thought he was with them)

<Storytortillo> (Sam was with you back at the temple... where is she now ?)

<Rev_Jones> (I think wondering off was a good explanation! Perhaps she is still in the temple?)

<Storytortillo> (but if something is going on... isn't she in danger ?)

<Rev_Jones> (no comment)

<Storytortillo> (just applied logic for the pinnacles of humankind here ;))

<Rev_Jones> (we're etherites... we don't think about danger. Much.)

<Bill_Irvine> (I laugh in the face of danger! HAHAHAHA!!! *goblin voice*)

<Rev_Jones> (*danger, my precious. precious danger*

<Storytortillo> (okay okay... what are you guys doing ?)

<Rev_Jones> (being silly)

<Storytortillo> (i have noticed... let's skip silly and get to the game :))

<Rhiannon_D> (back)

<Bill_Irvine> (As stated before we are on our way to my plane to scan the surrounding)

<Storytortillo> You are heading towards the camp and have noticed that Doc Samantha must have stopped somwhwere... she doesn't enter the camp with you...

<Rev_Jones> So what is this plane of yours?

<Rev_Jones> I do remember you saying you were planning to show me round at some point.

<Rhiannon_D> I wonder where Samantha is. She seems to be lost in the jungle.

Rhiannon_D stops at the mention of "plane"

<Rhiannon_D> You have a vehicle with flight capabilities?

<Bill_Irvine> my baby is a B52 I have polished up and worked some things on it

Rev_Jones points in turn to his own plane, the zeppelin and then the fighter aircraft in front.

<Storytortillo> (the fighter is covered... you cannot be sure what it actually is)

<Rev_Jones> (ok to the very large covered object ahead)

Skywarp registers the entry of the others to the camp and sends a message to Nate's wrist comp... which blinks in the hangar of the airship away from him...

Rhiannon_D was too busy playing with her bike and introductions to Bill that she didn't notice anything but the Zep, and that due to the sheer size of the thing.

<Smiling|krank> n8 all

<Bill_Irvine> (n8)

<Bill_Irvine> (A b52 isn't a small thing either ;))

<Bill_Irvine> Ok, let's get into the plane and check the instruments...

<Rhiannon_D> Yes, that would be nice.

Rev_Jones helps Bill rip the cover off.

<Bill_Irvine> (Well if my B52 is covered it is camouflaged by it's own chemical covering.. Chameleon effect ^_^)

Rhiannon_D follows them, pushing the hovering bike with the tips of her fingers.

<Bill_Irvine> (I made hell of rolls when I rolled for my extrras *g*)

Bill_Irvine looks at Rhi

<Bill_Irvine> Can she be trusted?

<Rev_Jones> As much as Nathan and Anna.

<Skywarp> (LOL)

<Storytortillo> (and what about war buddies? ;))

<Bill_Irvine> This isn't reassuring...

<Rev_Jones> I suspect that Rhiannon wants to learn about as much as we do about her.

<Bill_Irvine> But for whom and with witch intentions?

<Bill_Irvine> Ok, since something is going on I will let her into my baby then

Bill_Irvine enters the B52 and heads for the cockpit

Rev_Jones looks at Rhiannon and shrugs.

Rev_Jones follows Bill.

Rhiannon_D takes her hand away from the bike, which gently touches the ground, and follows the others.

Skywarp is repatching its memory banks, and doesn't notice a slight fluctuation in the scanners...

Bill_Irvine pushes some buttons and lights up some instruments, then starts the radar

Rhiannon_D looks around with a look of interest on her face.

<Rhiannon_D> So, it's activated by touch too?

<Bill_Irvine> (What he doesn't tell the others is, that he uses it for a Cor / Min / Prime / Time /Forces scan where I use Mind 2 to filter out animals)

<Storytortillo> (what dicepool do you use for scanning ?)

<Bill_Irvine> by pressing buttons, flipping switches, pulling levers and so on

<Rev_Jones> It depends on the vehicle, Rhiannon.

Rhiannon_D touches a metallic surface of the cockpit, and looks around, as nothing happens. Bill_Irvine rolled 3d10 dice and got: 3, 10, 8

<Rev_Jones> Some of us like to feel in control rather than let a computer do all the work.

<Bill_Irvine> (2 sux in the scan with the radar)

<Rhiannon_D> Actually, I control the bike as well. Storytortillo rolled 1d10 dice and got: 8

<Storytortillo> You realize your system is scrambled by something...

<Bill_Irvine> Ok, the shit is deeper in the drain than I thought...

<Rhiannon_D> I mean, it does have an automatic levitation function, and it's essentiallly more machine to machine connectivity than actual control, but I still am the software in control,

<Bill_Irvine> Something is messing with my instruments...

<Storytortillo> It's very subtle... if you haven't checked a certain hunch, you would haev thought it was humidity or a glitch...

<Rev_Jones> Well, is there a chance it could be Rhiannon or Sam. Both of them have a habit of messing with readings.

<Rhiannon_D> I..

<Storytortillo> (this is clearly intentional)

<Bill_Irvine> Lemme check the instruents

<Rhiannon_D> I am not aware of any such interference, but I can run diagnostics, if you wish.

<Bill_Irvine> Folks.. Something is amiss and I want to know what...

<Bill_Irvine> It is way too quiet and my instruments won't do their work...

Bill_Irvine looks out of the cockpit into the trees and the surrounding jungle

<Rev_Jones> Well, perhaps we could persuade Anna and Nathan to use up the aggression on whatever it is. Can you talk to them?

<Bill_Irvine> I don't know if I can trust this machine myself...

<Rev_Jones> Well, what kind of thing is wrong? Perhaps we could fix it?

Rhiannon_D sighs.

<Rev_Jones> Or bypass it?

<Rhiannon_D> I could help with both, I think.

Rev_Jones raises his eyebrow quizzically.

<Storytortillo> (who is outside the plane ?)

<Rev_Jones> (Bob, Dr Miller)

<Rhiannon_D> While I don't have native support for your technology, I can try to understand and emulate it to a certain point.

Bill_Irvine begins to check the instruments for the readings

Bob_Grant takes the most important equipment and also gets into the plane

<Storytortillo> Ummm

Dr_Miller is worried and runs into the tent to check if everything is truly okay there

<Rev_Jones> (How much room is in this plane? I thought they seated 2!)

<Storytortillo> (B52 !?!?)

<Storytortillo> (they hada crew of 6)

<Bill_Irvine> (Also I use it as a freight plane. You could put up camp back in there ;))

<Rev_Jones> (Doh! My confusion there.)

<Storytortillo> So do you infomred guys tell anything to the people outside?

Bill_Irvine uses the radio to contact the others

<Storytortillo> But noone has any radios... that you know of...

<Bill_Irvine> (Hmm... Ok... Does a B52 have any outside speakers?)

<Storytortillo> (did you install any ?)

<Rhiannon_D> (not by default. But my bike has that.)

<Bill_Irvine> No radio for them and no speakers. I have no way to contact them from within here...

<Rhiannon_D> Hm. My hoverbike's comm system can amplify and send out audio signal.

<Storytortillo> (within a plane that will be so effective)

<Rhiannon_D> Maybe we could call out to them with that? I could go outside to my bike and give it a try.

<Rhiannon_D> (Bike is out)

<Rev_Jones> Well, can't you start your engine, or flash some lights or something to warn them?

<Bill_Irvine> That would be possible...

<Rhiannon_D> That would ruin your cover, of course.

<Storytortillo> (okay... if you continue keeping this long i'll just trigger it...)

<Rev_Jones> (ST, how far is the Zeppelin and camp from the B52?)

Bill_Irvine starts his engines for a short moment

<Bill_Irvine> This should have been loud enough

<Storytortillo> Suddenly you hear screaming...

<Storytortillo> And we move to the bedroom of the airship

Rev_Jones looks out of the window (or whatever there is!)

Nathan_Raiser moves away from the window and sits gently down on the bed and is looking at Anna

Anna_Mihakai is half awake and looks at him kindly.

Storytortillo smiles

Nathan_Raiser smiles (and shoots ST for looking at anna like that)

Anna_Mihakai suddenly sits straight up as an loud alarm starts to sound throughout the ship (the type that goes Whee-whee-whee.... whee-whee-whee)

Storytortillo jumps up

<Storytortillo> what's that?

<Anna_Mihakai> (lol)

<Storytortillo> (GRRR)

<Anna_Mihakai> (go away out of my bedroom)

<Bill_Irvine> (Hehe)

Nathan_Raiser jumps up

<Rhiannon_D> (*snicker*)

<Nathan_Raiser> What's that

<Bill_Irvine> (Geee... ST is frightened by the game *g*)

<Anna_Mihakai> Entry alarm.

<Nathan_Raiser> Where?

<Anna_Mihakai> Someone opened the hatch to the top of the baloon.

<Nathan_Raiser> crud

<Nathan_Raiser> weapons?

<Anna_Mihakai> None.

<Nathan_Raiser> okay...

<Anna_Mihakai> Knives in the kitchen..

<Nathan_Raiser> stay here

<Nathan_Raiser> get dressed

<Nathan_Raiser> and grab my wrist computer and gun from the hangar

<Nathan_Raiser> the knife is somewhere...

<Nathan_Raiser> you had it last

<Nathan_Raiser> I'll check it out and get down

Nathan_Raiser moves quickly ot of the room grabbing one of his combat boots and putting it on in a hop

Nathan_Raiser gets to a corridor and looks at a mirror there

<Bill_Irvine> (bathroom calls)

Anna_Mihakai heads over the the clothing cabinet and pulls out a bathrobe and puts it on..

<Storytortillo> There are 3 men in black swat equipment with machine guns and wearing hats and ski masks

Nathan_Raiser quietly moves away

<Storytortillo> One of the men checks his location and takes point

<Storytortillo> Another moves on... and the third enters the room

Nathan_Raiser suddenly pops out from the side sliding the palm of his fist directly from below in the direction of the man's nose... Nathan_Raiser rolled 6d10 dice and got: 3, 9, 6, 4, 3, 8

<Nathan_Raiser> ( will) Nathan_Raiser rolled 9d10 dice and got: 2, 3, 10, 3, 1, 3, 2, 6, 6

<Nathan_Raiser> (good he's dead)

Nathan_Raiser quickly shunts the nose cartilage of the man directly into his brain... the man collapses before him with a wet thump

Nathan_Raiser grabs the gun and quickyl opens fire in the corridor

<Storytortillo> Anna you hear machien gun fire

<Storytortillo> (anna ?)

<Anna_Mihakai> (yeah..)

Anna_Mihakai almost freezes

<Bill_Irvine> (<- Refrains from offering Anna a heater *g*)

Anna_Mihakai curses as there is no place in the top floor of the ship to really hide in.. nor is there a fast way of getting down to the cockpit..

Anna_Mihakai heads over the the door and parks herself in the corner of the door

<Anna_Mihakai> (okay, go on)

<Storytortillo> Suddenly there's another bout of gunfire... it's still upstairs but this time it's closer

<Anna_Mihakai> (Bursts of Gunfire are good, that means Nathan is still "alive")

<Storytortillo> (Did you get any of the stuff Nathan told you to grab ?)

<Anna_Mihakai> (oh.. computer.. on the nightstand, gun in the hangar.. and knife... where did we leave the knife... hangar too)

Anna_Mihakai heads over to the nightstand and grabs the wristcomp...

<Anna_Mihakai> hmm what button to push...

<Skywarp> SZraakt

<Skywarp> ..athan!

<Anna_Mihakai> Anna here, Nathan is... fighting at the moment...

<Skywarp> something... s... wrong...

Anna_Mihakai frowns

<Skywarp> no time for... coy... ther's.... on on... rship!

Skywarp is speaking in a male voice with a tint of an echo

<Anna_Mihakai> I know, but I'm kinda trapped upstairs..

<Skywarp> ...ave... weap... s?

<Skywarp> i'm... ammed... the who... rea... blanket...

<Anna_Mihakai> No weapons...

<Skywarp> get ... rist... ter... to him!

<Skywarp> he... know... t... do!

<Anna_Mihakai> What ?

<Storytortillo> Suddenly you see a man in a set of composite swat armor wearing a skimask on the doors of the bedroom...

<Anna_Mihakai> Oh fuck...

<Storytortillo> ... what you notice is that his hands are empty and his armor is riddled with holes and through some somethign is seeping...

<John_Jones> (does anyone else think Merak might have friends?)

Nathan_Raiser drops the corpse in fron of him... he's holding a machine gun in his hand and seems to be bleeding from his thigh... his chest is also coverdd in blood on palces wherebullets crossed him...

<Nathan_Raiser> Are you okay?

<Anna_Mihakai> Yeah..

<Bill_Irvine> (Or some "nice" people interested in technology might have gotten wind of our new comrade?)

<Anna_Mihakai> A phonecall from your "friend".....

Anna_Mihakai tosses the wristcomp to Nathan.

<Nathan_Raiser> Warp!

<Nathan_Raiser> me grabs it

<Skywarp> ...than?

<Nathan_Raiser> Warp... go to the internal cybertronian units...

<Skywarp> WWRRRRRRRSSSSSSSSSHSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHUSHHHHHHHHHHH

<Skywarp> szzzzzzzzrrrt...

<Skywarp> Tranfer complete...

<Skywarp> thee are three more people on the airship... i have the outline of their trasport above the ship you are in...

<Storytortillo> Suddenly you hear the roar of the B52's modified engines

<Storytortillo> and once it stops a scream resonates from the camp...

<Anna_Mihakai> I can get rid of them, but I need access to the cockpit for that..

<Storytortillo> And we move back to the airship

<Storytortillo> Where The reverend sees Bob runnign away from the tent doctor miller was in, screaming... he seems to have somethign red on his clothes

<Storytortillo> (not airship... to the others)

<Bill_Irvine> Dammit, we need to make contact so we know what plan of action we should take...

<John_Jones> Right, that's it.

<Rhiannon_D> Someone is in dire danger, we must assist them, now!

John_Jones starts opening the hatch.

<Bill_Irvine> Hey, what are you doing?

<Bill_Irvine> Dammit...

<Bill_Irvine> We need to stay in contact

<Bill_Irvine> Do you have any radio?=

John_Jones jumps down

<Bill_Irvine> Shit!

<Storytortillo> You see Bob, with a terrified expression runnign towards you... his shirt is covered in somethign wet and red

<John_Jones> Pass me one!

<Rhiannon_D> No, no radios.

<Bill_Irvine> How should we stay in contact then?

<Bill_Irvine> I can give you covering fire...

<Rhiannon_D> (I meant we have no radios ^^)

<Bill_Irvine> (I know... That's why I am swearing)

<Rhiannon_D> Just pass us one, we haven't got any.

<Bill_Irvine> We need to be able to communicate, or we will be at a f*cking disadvantage...

Bill_Irvine grabs a radio and throws it to Rhi...

<Bill_Irvine> I will use my baby to communicate

<John_Jones> Two more!

Rhiannon_D grabs the radio in the air and tosses it to the Rev.

Rhiannon_D takes the next two and jumps swiftly out through the hatch.

John_Jones runs with Rhiannon towards Bob.

Rhiannon_D turns to Bob

Bill_Irvine closes the hatch to avoid bad surprises from behind

<Rhiannon_D> Are you okay?

<Bill_Irvine> (Radio) Do you copy me?

John_Jones Roger, Bravo.

<Bill_Irvine> (Radio) When things get tough, tell me. I will give you covering fire and you will get back to my baby!

<Rhiannon_D> (Radio) Yes, we do.

<John_Jones> < >

Bill_Irvine prepares to swiftly push the button to reveal the MGs that are hidden in the wings.

John_Jones leaves Bob with Rhiannon for two seconds pick up a bottle of scotch. Empty of course.

<Bill_Irvine> (Radio) What is your situation?

<John_Jones> (Radio) Bob is in shock.

<Rhiannon_D> (Radio) He's covered in something.

<Rhiannon_D> (is colour-blind)

<Storytortillo> It's brains... and blood

Bob_Grant looks horrified

<Storytortillo> He's terified...

<Rhiannon_D> Bob?

<Rhiannon_D> What happened?

Bob_Grant looks blankly at her

<Bill_Irvine> (Radio) Anything on what shit is going on here?

<John_Jones> (Radio) We'll send him up to you. Wrap him up warm and see if you can get him to talk sense.

<Storytortillo> (who is outside ?)

<Rhiannon_D> Bob Grant, what happened there?

<Anna_Mihakai> (Cool, I might actually kill 2 flies in one strike soon *G*)

<Bob_Grant> Death....

<Bob_Grant> Death all around

Rhiannon_D grabs him from his clothes, shaking him slightly.

<Rhiannon_D> Death?

<Rhiannon_D> Who died?

<Storytortillo> Rhiannon... you feel something to the right of you...

<Bob_Grant> They attacked

<Bob_Grant> They killed

<Bob_Grant> She's dead

Rhiannon_D leaves Bob and turns abruptly to the right.

<Bill_Irvine> (Radio) Hell, I can't watch your back and play nurse at the same time

<Storytortillo> YOu are hit square in your face with a cable of some sort...

Storytortillo rolled 9d10 dice and got: 6, 2, 3, 7, 3, 5, 1, 6, 6

<Storytortillo> Electricity curses all over your body...

<Storytortillo> (soak)

Rhiannon_D rolled 2d10 dice and got: 2, 3

<Rhiannon_D> (niiice)

<Storytortillo> (ouch)

<Storytortillo> (okay roll stamina)

Rhiannon_D rolled 2d10 dice and got: 8, 9

<Bob_Grant> (RhiTortilla?)

<John_Jones> (Rhi, Rev, Rob, Dead Dr)

<Storytortillo> (no me doctor, you patient, she nurse)

<Rhiannon_D> (better this time)

<John_Jones> l

<John_Jones> (ups)

<John_Jones> (sorry, I just got 20 lines in 1 second)

<Storytortillo> Electricity curses through your body you take 4 levels of bashinfg but you manage to shake it off...

<Storytortillo> You see that from the jungle a man in metal armor of some sort came out... he's holding a rifle of some sort from which a cable is connected to your body...

John_Jones whips around aiming to connect bottle with face.

Rhiannon_D lets out a breaking digitized scream, and locates at the source of the cable

<Rhiannon_D> (-at)

<Storytortillo> The men in armor have all sorts of gadgets connected to their arms and belts

<Bill_Irvine> (Can I see them?)

<Storytortillo> (not from this angle)

Rhiannon_D prepares to launch a forces bolt when her danger triggers remind her of the bomb attached.

Rhiannon_D runs towards the hoverbike.

<Storytortillo> (the bomb activates only if you tamper with it magicaly... not if you use magic)

<Rhiannon_D> (ok, kill the last 2 lines then)

<Anna_Mihakai> (it is possible though *G*)

<John_Jones> (so, can we act?)

<Storytortillo> John moves to the side and swings the bottle in the direction of the face

<Storytortillo> It shatters on the armor

<Rhiannon_D> (Forces 2, prime 3 energy rerouting back to the source of the cable)

Rhiannon_D rolled 3d10 dice and got: 8, 3, 4

<Storytortillo> and you notice three more shimmering forms appearing from behind that one

<Storytortillo> The energy curses over the cable, sparks flying... suddenly the gun explodes,,,

Storytortillo rolled 3d10 dice and got: 6, 6, 10

<Storytortillo> (and that's it)

<Storytortillo> The man is confused by this

<Bill_Irvine> (Radio) Shit.. What's going on out there (after hearing the explosion)

<Rhiannon_D> (Radio) Neeedd CCoverr Firre Now, Bill!

Bill_Irvine pushes a button and two MGs flip out of the wings.

Rhiannon_D stabilizes her vocal synths as she ducks for cover.

<Rhiannon_D> Father, duck.

<Rhiannon_D> NOW!

Bill_Irvine tries the radar once again, to see who is who (Mind / Cor toi check who's friend and who's foe)

Bill_Irvine rolled 3d10 dice and got: 5, 10, 5

John_Jones walks backwards and then thows himself to the side.

<Bill_Irvine> (3 Sux)

<Storytortillo> (it's still scrambled)

<Storytortillo> (go manual ;))

<Rhiannon_D> (Radio) Just shoot!!

<Bill_Irvine> (Radio) Keep your asses low, I will make roundhous shooting

Bill_Irvine triggers the MGs and let's them swing around at an 180 degree angle, while shooting

<Storytortillo> Themachineguns roll over your heads spraying bullets all over the men in armor...

<Storytortillo> As the bullets spray over the jungle and the men in armor, 2 more appear...

<Storytortillo> Suddenly fire opens from above you... someone is using a machinegun on your B52 from above

<Bill_Irvine> (Radio) Tell me an direction and I wil start the jets in that directions... I hope my surprise did give them something to eat

<John_Jones> I don't think they are going to be open to negotiations.

Rhiannon_D gives Bill their location through the radio

Bill_Irvine turns the jets into the given direction

<Bill_Irvine> (Radio) Get out of the kitchen folks.. We are cooking hot.... YEEEEHHHHHAAAA!!!

<Rev_Jones> I don't think they are going to be open to negotiations.

<Storytortillo> Suddenly there is a shimmer above you as the flames roudn a form...

<Bill_Irvine> (Radio) I will take off to shake off that bastard on my top. Hovering I can aim and shoot better anyway...

<Storytortillo> YOu see a huge, very advanced black helicopter straight dead above you...

<Storytortillo> It's spraying machine gun fire all over your plane

Rev_Jones leaps up, grabs Bob and pulls him to the hatch.

<Storytortillo> (how armored is that b52 ?)

<Bill_Irvine> (Radio) I think it's time for some airfighting!

<Bill_Irvine> (Matter 2 Hardening, 7 Sux)

<Bill_Irvine> (Oh, the MGs are loaded with special forced enhanced ammo)

<Rhiannon_D> (Radio) I can help with disabling the ground troops with my bike!!

<Bill_Irvine> (Radio) Ok, I will take off and fight that airborne bastard!

Rev_Jones tries to open the hatch from below.

Rhiannon_D runs to the bike, hops on and activates the hovering and shielding.

<Rhiannon_D> (Radio) I have to check for Samantha too, come back after I contact you.

Rhiannon_D rushes with the bike towards the camp, swivelling between the dense vegetation.

<Storytortillo> The reverend and Bob hget into the plane with cables and bullets all over them

Bill_Irvine takes off slowly, till about one meter under the helicopter, then speeds away... backwards with the jets turned to the front.

Rev_Jones drops the hatch and climbs towards the cockpit. Bob will have to wait.

Rhiannon_D checks the camp for any lifesigns.

<Bill_Irvine> Hey, there you are... Hold on tight. This will be a rough ride, boy!

<Storytortillo> Rev you are both in.. .you entered through the hatch inside

Bob_Grant stumbles towards a seat

<Storytortillo> The chopper suddenly tilts to the side unleashing a pack of rockets on your tail

<Bill_Irvine> (Tail? I should have it right in front of me)

<Storytortillo> (ummm okay)

<Bill_Irvine> (I flew backwards to have it in front of me)

<Rev_Jones> (Oh great, now we get a pack of rockets in our faces!)

<Bill_Irvine> (How fast are those?)

<Bill_Irvine> (<--- Ponders if to dodge, outrun or just fire his MGs at them)

<Storytortillo> (very fast... technocratic hornets)

<Bill_Irvine> (Mach 2?)

<Storytortillo> you have one reaction... and better make it good

Bill_Irvine unleashes his MGs at the rockets, trying to make them exploed as near at the choper as possible.

<Storytortillo> (roll wits+firearms)

Bill_Irvine rolled 7d10 dice and got: 3, 2, 6, 2, 6, 7, 9

Storytortillo rolled 1d100 dice and got: 26

<Rev_Jones> (ooh, not bad!)

<Rev_Jones> (oh, not good)

<Storytortillo> YSOu blow up a couple of the swarm missiles... vbt soem stil lstrike you debalancing the plane and shorting out one of the left engines... you also realise that the forward sensor nose is gone...

Bill_Irvine keeps he triggerpulled to getthrough and hit some loads on the heli, while stabilizing the plane

<Rev_Jones> Hold on, I will see if we can work the... oh hell.

<Bill_Irvine> My Baby!!! You bastarrrds!!!

Rev_Jones runs around planting his little black things everywhere around the cockpit.

Rev_Jones runs some computations through his head before taking out a little black box.

<Rev_Jones> Quick, let me have some juice for my flux capacitor!

<Bill_Irvine> Huh? Ok...

Bill_Irvine gives Jones some energy, while manuvering the plane up

<Rev_Jones> (Time 3 accelerate time - on the plane itself!)

<Bill_Irvine> (Hey, now I could make it to even more speed?)

<Bill_Irvine> (It could reach Mach 2 already *g*)

<Storytortillo> Thooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwmmmmmmmm

<Rev_Jones> (Well, obviously it is NOT ENOUGH)

Rev_Jones rolled 3d10 dice and got: 10, 6, 9

<Storytortillo> (rev roll)

<Storytortillo> (nice rev)

<Dr_Miller> (wow)

<Storytortillo> (1 paradox rev)

<Storytortillo> Twooooooooooooooooooooooooo

<Rev_Jones> (aw shucks!)

<Storytortillo> fuuuuu.....

<Storytortillo> fuuuu

<Storytortillo> You see the chopper in fron of you... it's moving extremeley slowly...

Bill_Irvine manuvers the B52 to the top side of the chopper, so he can shoot at it from slightly above.

<Bill_Irvine> Whoa baby... Yeah. Thit's it...

<Storytortillo> You see below you people standing in place... you can see the rotor blades of the chopper standing in place

<Storytortillo> suddenly you notice that your radar blows up in sparks

<Bill_Irvine> Shit! What's this? Now we have toshoot absolutely blind!

Rhiannon_D 's bike skids in the air at a frantic speed going past trees, and apparently more soldiers as well, as they seem to blink on the hud, along with 2 larger blips. A frown of her eyebrow and Rhi knows the chopper and the b52 are in the air.

Bill_Irvine unleashes his MGs at the chopper

<Rev_Jones> (Radio) Rhiannon, can you make it visible again?

Rhiannon_D opts to outrun rather than outgun the soldiers, when something weird happens in the hud, a circle of purple expanding from one of the blips.

<Storytortillo> (STOP)

<Storytortillo> (Rhiannon is in normal time)

<Storytortillo> What are you two doing?

Rhiannon_D recognizes the trademark residue of temporal warps, and receives an incomprehensible .15 ns long message on her radio.

<Skywarp> (Rhiannon... you are not in sync)

<Rev_Jones> (Well, I seem to have time, so I will strap myself down and then see if I can hit the radar into life, or find a work-around)

<Skywarp> (ok... Bill ?)

<Rev_Jones> (After all I have C+F... I should be able to do *something)

<Bill_Irvine> (As I said, unleash the MGs at the chopper from sideways above)

Storytortillo rolled 1d100 dice and got: 50

Storytortillo rolled 1d100 dice and got: 81

Storytortillo rolled 1d100 dice and got: 65

<Storytortillo> The bullets are hitting all over it... but as they strike it you notice that they stop just before the hull...

<Storytortillo> Rev Paradox +1

<Storytortillo> Suddenly the tv you integrated into the dashboard explodes in a cloud of black smoke

<Bill_Irvine> Shit, what are you doing? What is going on?

<Rev_Jones> (how much faster *are* we going?)

Bill_Irvine manuvers the plain straight above the heli and directs the jets downward, so theplane is hovering and the heli is getting fried in the blast

<Storytortillo> (3 suxx on a time roll... you are reallly really really fast)

<Rev_Jones> (ah, that was us firing!0

<Storytortillo> (the ship cannot take too much of it)

<Rev_Jones> Bill, I am going to have to borrow one of your guns. I have no idea even if my plan will work!)

<Rev_Jones> (ST - is the jet blast really frying the gunship?

<Bill_Irvine> (<-- Is getting tired)

<Storytortillo> You don't see any effect

<Rev_Jones> (Sorry, I wondered which ship could not take too much more)

<Bill_Irvine> (ours)

<Storytortillo> (yours)

<Storytortillo> (the other one will be affected once time reverts to normal)

Rev_Jones goes around the plane grabbing various tools, and then heads towards one of the MGs.

<Rev_Jones> There must be a way of warping the bullets around the space time continuity... just a little bit.#

Bill_Irvine flies away from the chopper

<Rev_Jones> After all, they are fast and small... yes, should work.

<Storytortillo> The plane starts to move away...

<Bill_Irvine> Just drop whatevery you are doing. It is ripping apart my baby right now.

<Storytortillo> (Rev are you still keeping it up ?)

Bill_Irvine brings some distance between the chopper and his baby

<Storytortillo> (Rev, are you still keeping up the time phase

<Rev_Jones> (yes)

<Rev_Jones> (One more round, so I can put a M2, C2 effect on these bullets!)

<Bill_Irvine> (Umm... STjust told us the Chopper will be affected once the time goes back to normal.. It is just on halt for now)

<Rev_Jones> (ok, scrap this round of sped-up time)

<Storytortillo> (smart)

<Storytortillo> Thwooooooooooooo

<Storytortillo> whooooooooo

<Storytortillo> who Last message repeated 1 time(s).

<Storytortillo> whowho Last message repeated 1 time(s).

<Storytortillo> TUK TUK LAK TLAK TUK TRAK

<Storytortillo> Suddenly the chopper turns red hot and all over it holes open...

<Rev_Jones> Oh Lord.... what have I done?

<Storytortillo> It explodes in a fiery blast creating a shockwave that shakes this ship violently...

<Bill_Irvine> I think we just have made some asshole stew with lead!

<Storytortillo> Suddenly to your sides two smaller attack choppers appear...

<Storytortillo> and we revert to the airship...

Nathan_Raiser opens fire in the corridor shooting blindly...

<Nathan_Raiser> listen

<Nathan_Raiser> where do we move from here?

<Nathan_Raiser> i need to get to Warp... if i can actvate some of his curcuits i can cover us getting out of her

<Nathan_Raiser> ...

<Nathan_Raiser> there are three more here...

Nathan_Raiser hands her the colt. 45

<Bill_Irvine> (*yawns again* Still getting tired here ;))

<Storytortillo> (DINGO !?)

<Anna_Mihakai> (sorry)

<Anna_Mihakai> downstairs.. get me to the cockpit, then continue towards the hangar.. I might be able to get rid of them ....

<Nathan_Raiser> (act please)

<Nathan_Raiser> Great... let's move

<Anna_Mihakai> Just get out as soon as the hangar door opens...

<Nathan_Raiser> i'll acompany you to the control room i don't want anything to happen to you...

<Anna_Mihakai> Just get out.... this might just as well kill me too, but it will clear the ship of all pesky intruders...

<Nathan_Raiser> What will you try?

<Anna_Mihakai> I noticed they didn't carry oxygen masks

Anna_Mihakai grins evilly

<Nathan_Raiser> they have some on the belts

<Nathan_Raiser> i checked when i killed the first one

<Anna_Mihakai> They first need to cope with the increased gravity..

<Anna_Mihakai> The ship can rise very quickly..

<Nathan_Raiser> there's more fliers here

Anna_Mihakai sighs

<Nathan_Raiser> Skywar said the normal sensors are scambled...

<Anna_Mihakai> (don't wanna abandon ship)

<Nathan_Raiser> Let's get you to the control room

<Nathan_Raiser> we'll clean up the guys and then we'll coordinate with the others

<Nathan_Raiser> and blow this place

<Nathan_Raiser> i'll fly interferance with Warp to get you to safety

<Nathan_Raiser> or even better you coem with me in the warp and we control this on remote

<Anna_Mihakai> It doesn't have one...

Nathan_Raiser moves quickly darting from room to rom covering the doors...

Anna_Mihakai follows him

<Nathan_Raiser> Damn...

<Nathan_Raiser> Okay it looks clear...

<Nathan_Raiser> I'll check the side roomn

<Nathan_Raiser> you head for the control room

Anna_Mihakai nods

Nathan_Raiser darts aside

Anna_Mihakai grins as she remembers one other little thing...

<Anna_Mihakai> Don't shoot any weapons please.. there's another trick I can do..

<Storytortillo> You enter the control room

Anna_Mihakai heads over the the Helium generator controls..

<Storytortillo> Suddenly theres a sudden burst of gunfire that is cut abruptly somewhere behind you

<Storytortillo> and you hear a voice behind you

<Storytortillo> Hands up!

Anna_Mihakai raises her hands..

<Storytortillo> Turn... around... slowly... move away from the controls...

<Rev_Jones> (and drops the match?)

Anna_Mihakai turns around

<Anna_Mihakai> (The problem is that I am "almost" naked.. I need more chemical stuff first *G*)

<Storytortillo> There is a man in the armor like the others... he's standign there, btu has no mask... the ornaments on his shoudler make him some sort of a leader...

<Storytortillo> His hair is greying but he loosk very fit... his face is contorted in some sort of wile amazement

<Anna_Mihakai> DON'T SHOOT..

<Anna_Mihakai> (Caps intended)

<Storytortillo> I thought this ship was stolen from the Supervision department...

<Storytortillo> But...

<Storytortillo> what are you doing here?

<Storytortillo> ... Himiko?

-- To Be Continued --

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