AGWW Online - Log 2005/11/08

Mage - Etherites Go!

Session 1x25: An Earthquake and a Rescue Raid

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 Alan_Markke - Stayka
 Bill_Irvine - Marvin
 Clunk - Dingo
 David_Pietersen - qadn
 Doc_Helga - Stayka
 Lady_Samantha - Fuzzy
 Mihakai_Himiko - Dingo
 Nathan_Raiser - Asm0dai
 Nikola_Vassilivich - Stayka
 Rev_Jones - Picks-at-Flies
 Rhiannon_D - Fixxxer667

 La_ST - Stayka

<AC_Newton> I think we can start after all

<AC_Newton> Asmo is still imprisoned, and so is Rhi

<Lady_Sam> oh - Bill - did you give Sam any of the ammo (or gun)?

<Lady_Sam> she was buying from you?

<Bill_Irvine> Dunno how much time I had to work on the gun, but Bill always has plenty of different ammo in his "Lady" ^^

<Lady_Sam> k - will figure the ammo yes, gun no

<Bill_Irvine> Is Matter 2 enough to make hardned ammo? AP style?

<La_ST> Someone recap please while I finish the pizza

<La_ST> (Bill: Yup)

<Bill_Irvine> (Ok, so I will have some explosive (Forces) ammo and some AP ammo, next to the regular ammo... Perhaps some AP-exp ammo? O:-))

<La_ST> (You have to roll for that)

<Bill_Irvine> (Yup... I know. I will tell you when I use some special stuff, to see how effective the alloy or chemical mix was ;))

<La_ST> (Recap anyone?)

<Rhiannon_D> (i'm afraid i cant do it...)

<La_ST> (Rhi: No. You are caught together with Asmo)

<Bill_Irvine> Failed extraction - Two gone - licking wounds - planing - wanna make it boom to extract them and the other victims

<La_ST> Bill: Okay. So now let's continue...

<Bill_Irvine> (That was the short short version, but i think it covers it pretty much ^^)

<La_ST> (Let's assume we did the "shopping" for the stuff, so now it is assembly and get 'em out)

<La_ST> (Himiko will be busy with the bomb, while Bill is busy with the guns - Helga calculates the correct position for the bomb...

<La_ST> (So what are Sam and the Rev doing? - The latter when he's back, that is)

<Lady_Sam> I'll help whomever needs my help

Doc_Helga politely declines Sam's offer with a smile

<Lady_Sam> (I've bought a bunch of various ammo's from Bill and loaded up my clips with same)

<Doc_Helga> I'm sorry, I have to do some calculations, and I do not expect you to know about geological stress patterns and tectonics...

Lady_Sam nods understaningly

<Bill_Irvine> (Umm... I was doing the gas mix? I got the short short version, but the details escape me mostly right now, as the work was divided ^^)

<La_ST> (Well, you have to talk to Himiko what exactly she expects you to do)

<Mihakai_Himiko> (Bill: the gas mix is H2O (or water))

<Bill_Irvine> Hey Himiko... Watcha need exactly, so I can put it up?

<Bill_Irvine> Ain't want to give you the wrong stuff

<Mihakai_Himiko> Just some cork and water....

<Mihakai_Himiko> well not some.. a really large chunk of it..

<Bill_Irvine> Umm... Ok, that's the basic stuff we went shopping for... I meant whatcha need in chemical stuff, gas and so on?

<Doc_Helga> Well, it'll get interesting to position this chunk where we need it.

<Mihakai_Himiko> not needed

<Mihakai_Himiko> I can explain the math behind it..

<Doc_Helga> After all, we have to get it there

<Doc_Helga> Bill: I Think we do need some kind of container, or I can't see how I can get the stuff in position safely

<Mihakai_Himiko> as I said earlier... the cork container... now.. Bill.. if you're handy with tools...

<Doc_Helga> After all, the Surtr melts the rock in her way and uses it to propel itself by pumping it behind the back of the craft.

<Mihakai_Himiko> it needs to become a container with equally thick walls.

<Bill_Irvine> I'm good with metals, some engeneering expertise and chemestry and for a quick fix I getya some stuff together, so I guess I am...

<Doc_Helga> Himiko: The problem is - you can't just open a hatch within the earth and kick out that thing

<Mihakai_Himiko> hmm..

John_Jones comes in with some overalls and smeggy black buckets.

<Mihakai_Himiko> how about flooding that undergrounder thing of yours with water and putting that below the base...

<John_Jones> I found these buried somewhere in the back of some room. You will just have to live with the smell.

<Doc_Helga> (shocked) You don't want to suggest I blow up the Surtr?! Not in this life!

<David_Pietersen> (smeggy?!?)

Mihakai_Himiko smirks

<John_Jones> (your Dwarf foo is weak)

<Bill_Irvine> Too bad we just can't bomb the hell out of them

<David_Pietersen> (I know what smeg (in english) means, what have you done to those buckets? O_0)

<Mihakai_Himiko> now.. how big are those exhausts of that Sutr thing of yours, Helga? And can it operate on one less?

<David_Pietersen> so rev, you have done some inverstigative work?

<John_Jones> (It doesn't mean anything in English!)

<John_Jones> Hmm, what were you thinking of.

<Doc_Helga> Well, there are 5, ordered like a star. I never tried it, but it should would with 4, too. I hope

<David_Pietersen> (dunno)

<David_Pietersen> so, what did you find out about them?

<Bill_Irvine> But will the stream of molten rock be big enough to draw that container right behind us?

John_Jones sneezes.

<Mihakai_Himiko> not dragging... stuffing it in one of them exhausts.. and just activate the exhaust when we're on the mark..

<Doc_Helga> Hm. I guess he means I should deactivate one of them and put the Ice in there?

<Mihakai_Himiko> should give Helga plenty of time to leave the area before the big boom..

<John_Jones> David, I have a list of names of security staff on tonight.

David_Pietersen nods

<Doc_Helga> Well, if the ice is insulated, yup. And in the worst case I have my safety transmitter - but that only works for me with the receiver station.

Nick change: Asmodai -> Nathan_Raiser

<John_Jones> It also includes some cleaners who we are going to impersonate.

Nathan_Raiser creeps in the back and sits back to watch

<Doc_Helga> Other wise I would have suggested to set up a transpoder down there

<Nathan_Raiser> (could anyoen recap to me in PM)

<John_Jones> If we have time and you have the energy..

John_Jones sneezes again.

<Doc_Helga> (Nathan: Full log here: http://infinity.homelinux.net/wod/logs/eth/eth-log-20051018.html )

<John_Jones> dou can find where dhese people dlive.

<Doc_Helga> Okay, so I get down there and cause a little shakey... What exactly will you others do?

<David_Pietersen> (no clue)

<Mihakai_Himiko> I'll stay closeby with the Zeppelin so we can scram fast..

<John_Jones> dind dhese people...get hinformation.

<John_Jones> Achoo.

<Mihakai_Himiko> (and I stay safe should Iceland sink in the ocean *G*)

<John_Jones> Tell hem noht to wohrk tonaight.

John_Jones circles 5 names - the cleaners - on his paperwork

Lady_Sam wonders what she can do to help?

<Doc_Helga> Hm. No one going in and trying to get Nathan and Rhi out?

<Bill_Irvine> I think they know my face, but I'm the son of the gun, so I guess if things get tough I should be in there, eh?

<La_ST> (Okay, let's switch for a moment...)

<La_ST> (Nathan, Rhiannon - you two are currently imprisoned due to a failed extraction. You are put separately into cels (next to each other) and stripped of tools - albeith Rhi of course provoked quite some attention...)

<Nathan_Raiser> .... uuungh

<Nathan_Raiser> my head...

<Nathan_Raiser> where the heck am i?

<La_ST> (Rhi: Your hearing was more accurate than a human's?)

<Rhiannon_D> (w8)

<La_ST> (Rhi in that case you might hear something from the next room

<Rhiannon_D> (not really, but I have eidetic, so if it got heard, I'll remember it)

<Rhiannon_D> ***re-initializing primary systems***

Rhiannon_D 's eyes flicker and she springs up.

<La_ST> BTW, you were stripped of your normal clothing in case your were hiding stuff there and put into some baggy grey overalls and not 100% fitting shoes

<Rhiannon_D> Samantha? Anna?

<Nathan_Raiser> ...

<Nathan_Raiser> hey ya angle blood god thing from outer space...

<Nathan_Raiser> what the heck happened?

Rhiannon_D examines her surroundings, searching for matching memories of the location.

<Rhiannon_D> Nathan, is that you?

<La_ST> (Rhi: I guess now you hear a known voice shout something from next door...)

<Rhiannon_D> I don't know.

<Nathan_Raiser> Yes... it's me...

<Nathan_Raiser> my head hurts...

<Rhiannon_D> Well, my servos are a bit banged up too, but I can recalibrate them...

<Rhiannon_D> Where are we?

<La_ST> (The rooms are empty except for a hard bed thingy without much comfort of coverlet. There is a kind of toilet in one corner, too.

<Nathan_Raiser> las ti rmember is heading to get them out... the rest seems like a blur

<Nathan_Raiser> how long have we been here?

<La_ST> (Several hours)

<Rhiannon_D> My system clock says a couple of hours..

<David_Pietersen> (mm shit happening in the flat, goign to check it out)

<La_ST> (David ok)

Nathan_Raiser gets up and walks aroudn inspecting the room they are locked in

<David_Pietersen> (back)

<La_ST> (There is a small basin for washing the hands, too, but nothing you could use as a weapon at first sight)

<Nathan_Raiser> (oh i'm really inventive)

<Nathan_Raiser> (doors, bed?)

<La_ST> (That's why I said "at first sight")

Rhiannon_D looks around.

<La_ST> (The bed is without coverlet, but it has some kind of hard mattress.

<La_ST> (There is a door that is lacking a handle or lock from the inside

Rhiannon_D performs an EM scan of the room for security monitoring equipment (bugs, cameras, etc)

<Rhiannon_D> (Forces 1.. roll as usual?)

<La_ST> (You would say it looks like a sliding door)

<La_ST> (Rhi : Youp)

Nathan_Raiser crouches nad traces the door line looking for the hinges

Rhiannon_D rolled 3d10 dice and got: 3, 2, 5

<La_ST> (Well, you do "see" a tiny camera hidden in one corner. A mike is there, too)

<La_ST> (Nate: A sliding door - no hinges)

<Nathan_Raiser> (so where does the door go?)

<Rhiannon_D> Nate?

<Nathan_Raiser> mmhhhmhm?

<La_ST> (Nate: Within the wall to the left)

<Rhiannon_D> Ever had the feeling you're being watched?

<La_ST> (Rhi: BTW, the camera is hiddin behind what looks like a small grid for ventilation, about 10x10xm or so)

<La_ST> (Nathan: You have such a ventilation grid in your cell, too, btw)

<La_ST> (10x10cm^2 = 4"x4")

<La_ST> (BTW, I would prefer to switch to the others now, as they plan to get you out after all ^_^9

<La_ST> (Okay, Bill, Himiko, David, John, Sam - do something :D)

<Lady_Sam> I'm dressed up for the rescue with my usual "bat-utility belt" and associated hardware

<Bill_Irvine> So who's going to be piloting and who's going in to kick some ass, if needed?

<Mihakai_Himiko> If Bill can make the cannister, than I can put in the required ammount of water..

<John_Jones> I dhought the plan was for most of us to enter with the weapons in the cleaning trolley?

<Lady_Sam> I'm also wearing my latest new toy (the invisiblity cloak/imitator)

<Bill_Irvine> Helga will be underground, Himiko up in the air, so that leaves us to get in there

<John_Jones> The tranquilisers?

<John_Jones> Sam, you and me?

<Doc_Helga> Sounds like a plan. I just hope the Surtr will hold...

Lady_Sam offers knockout darts with a dart gun to john

<John_Jones> I just hope Bill is quick and accurate when it comes to it.

<Bill_Irvine> I'm the bast goddam fast drawing Texan you can get...

<John_Jones> Oh, and David is here too.

David_Pietersen nods

<John_Jones> Your dog has a few tricks?

<David_Pietersen> mmm yes

<David_Pietersen> same as always

<Doc_Helga> Okay... So let's see... I will just reconfigure the exhaust of the Surtr then.

<David_Pietersen> his two chainguns :)

Lady_Sam tunes her headset to our group frequency

<John_Jones> Meanwhile we can disguise him to carry our buckets and weapons.

<John_Jones> (what does this headset look like?)

<Lady_Sam> sort og like on over the ear hearing aid with a built in mike

<La_ST> (Sam: You description please - but don't c+p - just describe in short picturesque words)

<La_ST> (Thx :))

<John_Jones> We will have to be subtle with those coms. I doubt cleaners carry many ear pieces around.

<John_Jones> But if the rest of us just keep them in our pockets we can pretend yours is a hearing aid.

<Marvin_Black> Perhaps I should try to mix some covering alloy to mask the guns from scanners? Used to make a special holster once to prevent airport detection...

<La_ST> (Okay, let's summarize - Helga goes down with an iceblock in one exhaust, hoping it won't shred the Surtr, Himiko sneakily goes under cover in the air, and Bill, Sam, John and David try to get out the prisoners while the ground quakes...)

<Lady_Sam> ok - I'll take a pill before action

<La_ST> (What effect?)

<Mihakai_Himiko> (pfew.. there's good reason to be a coward... an earthquake bomb in iceland.... very very risky)

<Lady_Sam> my usual emergancy opreparedness pill

<La_ST> (okay, the pill lasts for a scene, roll for it, please)

<La_ST> (exceptional sux might make it last a little longer)

Lady_Sam rolled 3d10 dice and got: 7, 3, 6

<La_ST> (It was Life 3?)

<Lady_Sam> 2sux?

<La_ST> (Well, where you go the effect is vulgar)

<Lady_Sam> nod i think so

<La_ST> (So 1 sux for Life 3)

<Lady_Sam> k

<Bill_Irvine> (What about creating a metal alloy sheet deflecting the metal detecors so they wont find the guns in case they use one? Forces 2/Matter 2?)

<La_ST> (Well, roll against diff 6, and it should work

Bill_Irvine rolled 3d10 dice and got: 8, 9, 8

<La_ST> (Nice. That does it)

<Bill_Irvine> (3/3 possible ^^)

<Bill_Irvine> Me presents mixes together some chemicals, uses several compunds to come up with a sheet of a special alloy

<Bill_Irvine> This will cover our weapons on the trolley in case they scan it

<John_Jones> Good idea Bill.

<Bill_Irvine> I once made a holster of this stuff... Those damned metal detectors at airports didn't make just one fucking bleep...

John_Jones looks alarmed.

<John_Jones> Any other preparations?

Lady_Sam passes out oxygen pills in case they are needed

<Bill_Irvine> I think we are done then

<Bill_Irvine> Ammo and weapons on the trolley, we in there, bomb down there, Himiko up there... Chaos in there

<Doc_Helga> And me down there

<Doc_Helga> I can't say I feel very comfortable about it...

Doc_Helga pats her belt.

<David_Pietersen> I am as ready as I'll ever be

<Doc_Helga> At least I have a life-insurance here - but losing the Surtr would be a bad blow for me

<Bill_Irvine> Awww... You, a bomb, molten rock... Sounds like it rocks to be down there

Lady_Sam grins

<Doc_Helga> Well, I just think about the poor Surtr. I already lost one Earthship down there, my poor Fjörgyn

Lady_Sam remembers to ask Bill after the "show" about enhancing some of her equipment

<Mihakai_Himiko> It's all safe Helga... at least.. it should be...

<Doc_Helga> Your word in the Gods' ears

<Bill_Irvine> You are just about to summon an earthquake. What can go frigging wrong, eh?

<Doc_Helga> Okay, then I shall start with my ship

<John_Jones> I will pray for your safety on our brief journey. God be with you Helga.

<Doc_Helga> Well, okay, Surtr *is* a fitting name for an attempt like that

<Doc_Helga> The Fire Giant who is bout to swallow the earth in fire at Ragnarök

Doc_Helga grins sheepishly

<Doc_Helga> Okay, I'll try to leave Iceland in one piece

<Doc_Helga> And thank you, Rev.

Doc_Helga nods towards him and leaves for her ship.

<Bill_Irvine> Try to leave the rest of the world in one piece, too

Doc_Helga takes the Surtr down, while she intently hopes that the insulation will keep the packed ice block safe and cool.

La_ST rolled 1d100 dice and got: 17

<La_ST> (Uh-oh...)

<John_Jones> (Helga trips, sets off the bomb, we all get a firework show?)

Doc_Helga manages to put the ship in place, but as she flushes the exhaust, the stress of heat and cold rips the hull of the Surtr along the said exhaust

<Mihakai_Himiko> (bye bye iceland?? *G*)

Doc_Helga sees how the warning signs in the Earth ship start flashing wildly, as the superstructure of the ship seems to fail slowly but surely

<John_Jones> Lighten our darkness, we beseech thee O Lord...

Doc_Helga still manages to get away, but instead of her lab, she has to dive up in the huge lake to get free

<John_Jones> and by thy great mercies ....

<John_Jones> defend us from all perils and dangers of this night.

Doc_Helga leaves the Surtr lying at the ground of the lake as she teleports out with her transmit belt

La_ST rolled 3d10 dice and got: 6, 7, 9

<La_ST> (Okay, at least that worked)

Doc_Helga materialises at the receiver in her lab)

Doc_Helga goes to her comm and radios the others

<Doc_Helga> Okay folks, I'm out - but the Surtr was very badly damaged, I'm afraid. But the bomb should go off as planned

<John_Jones> (radio) Understood. Sorry about your ship Helga.

<John_Jones> I guess that is our cue.

<La_ST> (About that time, the heat did creep through the cork mantle and vaporized the ice...)

<La_ST> (The vapor moves up at speed and sets some stress faults in moting, causing a pretty heavy quake)

<La_ST> (motion)

<John_Jones> (and behold from the deep there came a mighty roar and the breath of hell lay upon the land)

Mihakai_Himiko looks down on the quake with a bit of disappointment.

<John_Jones> (and there was much trembling and quaking)

<La_ST> (The lake moves and a little tsunami dunks the shores

<John_Jones> (shh... I was waxing biblical ;) )

<La_ST> (Rhi, Nathan - the Earth trembles violently, and you are tumbling on your feet. The quake keeps ups for about 40 seconds)

<Lady_Sam> (/me *giggles* to john )

<Rhiannon_D> What on earth was that?

<John_Jones> (Am I right in thinking we are currently on the sub outside a docking station?)

<La_ST> (John: Well, yoiu did want to get in, didn't you?)

<La_ST> (So I assumed you would have gone into position for that)

<Bill_Irvine> (I doubt he wants to go in, but rather had no other choice :P)

Lady_Sam follows directions from the party planners

<John_Jones> (pretty much!)

<John_Jones> Take us in Bill.

<Bill_Irvine> Of we go then

<La_ST> (In the station, the people are swept of their feet. As they are pretty well trained, they don't really panic, but there is heavy damage nonetheless, severall ceilings smashed down, walls cracked...

Mihakai_Himiko decides that this wasn't spectacular enough to her liking and heads to her own workshop

John_Jones opens the hatch and grabs some kind of trolley in the distraction. He is dressed in some of the smelly overalls.

<La_ST> (Nathan: THere is a crack in the wall in your cell, too. It is at the side to Rhi's cell)

Bill_Irvine looks around "I guess they really need a cleaning team here" when noone's around listening

<John_Jones> (I think the plan was to go straight to the holding cells unless someone remembers otherwise)

<Rhiannon_D> Nate?

<Rhiannon_D> Are you ok?

<Lady_Sam> (k)

<La_ST> (John, well, you did fetch a plan, IIRC)

<John_Jones> (yup)

<John_Jones> Come on you three... bring the, er, buckets.

Lady_Sam nods and follows

Bill_Irvine holds the trolley "'ere it is, boss"

Doc_Helga is very annoyed at the wrecked Surtr and hopes that Himiko will help her to get the ship out of the lake and back to her lab for repairs.

<John_Jones> (from Parish priest to head cleaner... what promotion is next?)

David_Pietersen follows

<Bill_Irvine> Ya know were W're s'pposed to clean?

John_Jones "drives" the trolley towards the right door and wedges it in behind a running guard before it closes.

Bill_Irvine positions himself in a way to have a fast grasp to the weapons if needed and walks along

<La_ST> (Several of the people in the base try to assuage the damages caused by the quake. They are not so interested in some cleaning crew atm

John_Jones speaks loudly, "You know who has to clean up this mess later don't you?"

<Bill_Irvine> 'Course boss... That'll be us... *sigh*

<La_ST> (In the base one hears shouts, a medic team runs along one corridor into a room which seems to have several people smothered undera heap of rubble from the ceiling

John_Jones waddles to the door and just catches it before it closes.

<Bill_Irvine> Quite a mess 'ere

<Lady_Sam> quite

<David_Pietersen> tsk tsk

<John_Jones> This way. (quietly) I just hope they are alive.

Lady_Sam looks around at the walls /floor watching for cracks / holes

<Bill_Irvine> Awww... Bloodstains are so 'ard to clean... *rather silently to the others*

Nick change: Gen_NPC -> Alan_Markke

<John_Jones> (A Mark? Muhahaha)

<La_ST> A guy come from a corridor and almost runs into John & Co.

<Nathan_Raiser> (so who hits him first?)

<Alan_Markke> Hey, you! Come over to the labs - there was an explosion. I need help!

John_Jones sneezes, right over the man's jacket.

<Alan_Markke> Hey! - now, come with me, right away. There are several hurt technicians!

<Alan_Markke> I need some people who can help clear the rubble

Bill_Irvine looks at John "Boss?"

Alan_Markke gesticulates into the direction behind him

John_Jones points up the stairs.

David_Pietersen loks at the bos

<John_Jones> de haf to mipe some blood in ...der.

Lady_Sam follows John

<Alan_Markke> Now hurry! Anni has lost a lot of blood, and I need to get her out!

<John_Jones> Go on up the stairs fellows.

David_Pietersen goes up the stairs

<Lady_Sam> up stairs

<Alan_Markke> Where the heck areyou going? I need *help*!!

<John_Jones> You know the way..Wil..helm.

<John_Jones> Coming.

John_Jones clears his head.

<Bill_Irvine> (Do you leave the trolley with us?)

<John_Jones> Yes, take me there now. (voice has changed, much more authoritarian)

<John_Jones> (Bill, you probably had the trolley at that point)

<John_Jones> (The rev was up ahead)

<Bill_Irvine> C'mun 'elp carry dad up 'ere *pointing at the stairs*

<La_ST> (The light are somewhat flickering in places, where the lamps have been torn off partly

Lady_Sam helps Bill

John_Jones runs towards the lab.

David_Pietersen helps also

Bill_Irvine carries the torlley up with the others and continues the way, cursing inwardly about being split up

<La_ST> (Do you now follow Alan or do you leave the poor guy standing there?)

Alan_Markke hastens towards the lab.

<Alan_Markke> Please, we must get her out right away...

<John_Jones> (I am with Alan, the others are up the stairs towards the cells)

Alan_Markke waves them in. A big cupboard has crushed down, and a young woman is buried below it. She got some cuts from burst glasses, and it looks as if her leg is broken. A pooble of bloods has formed beside here

<Alan_Markke> (poddle)

<Alan_Markke> (me and typing)

<John_Jones> (puddle? :>)

John_Jones checks her pulse.

<Lady_Sam> (or a Poodle *woff* ;))

<Alan_Markke> Please, let's try to get her out her.

<La_ST> (the pulse is rather weak, and she moans )

<John_Jones> I need as many towels as you can find and some water.

Alan_Markke nods and runs off to find the stuff

<Bill_Irvine> (She isn't going to give birth :P)

<Nathan_Raiser> (hope not...)

<John_Jones> (shhh, you had to say that!)

<Nathan_Raiser> (it could be a invisible sex demon)

<Alan_Markke> Only seconds later he returns with a heap of paper towels

<Bill_Irvine> (Hentai! *g*)

<John_Jones> Grrrr...

<Lady_Sam> (nah she's with Nat)

Alan_Markke then fetches a canister of distilled water that was stored somewhere in the lab.

<John_Jones> Take that side of the cupboard. And lift.

<John_Jones> Don't drag, lift.[

<Alan_Markke> I'm sorry, I'm just a lab tech, I don't really know much about first aid...

<Alan_Markke> Please, help her!

<John_Jones> Just do it.

Alan_Markke does as he is told

<La_ST> (With some strain, the cupboard slowly moves)

<John_Jones> (spend WP!)

<La_ST> (The lady moans as the weight shifts)

John_Jones breathes deeply.

<John_Jones> I need proper towels, or cloths.

<John_Jones> Clothes will do,

<Alan_Markke> Okay...

Alan_Markke runs away again and returnswith some fresh lab coats

<John_Jones> (sigh... overstarched and designed NOT to absorb)

<Alan_Markke> (Sorry, nothing else easy to get...)

<John_Jones> What about a first aid kit, do you even have that?

<Alan_Markke> Oh, moment, sure, there should be one...

Alan_Markke runs to a corner and fetches a metal box.

<John_Jones> Damnit, I am not a doctor.

<Alan_Markke> Here.

Alan_Markke is obviously in a bit of a shock himself.

John_Jones is trying to find the source of the bleeding.

<La_ST> (One artery in the leeg seems to be punctured. Upper thigh.)

<La_ST> (That's why she lost quite a bit of blood by now)

<John_Jones> Damnit...

John_Jones rips open the box and two or three bandages.

John_Jones wraps them round the leg. "Don't remove the shard, apply pressure. Put in recovery position... how?"

Alan_Markke strokes the hair of the woman, who's face is pretty pale by now.

<John_Jones> Give her some water man. Not much, just a little.

<Alan_Markke> What can I do?

<Alan_Markke> press here?

<John_Jones> Yes, press there.

John_Jones looks pale.

<Alan_Markke> Okay, water... Dammit, not that one...

Alan_Markke runs and fetches some not distilled water

Alan_Markke slowly gives her some small sips at a time

John_Jones hopes that legs are as strong as Welsh timber.

<La_ST> (Where is Sam when you need here ;))

<John_Jones> (hopefully saving the people we came to get)

<Lady_Sam> (*giggle*)

<La_ST> (It seems that the application of a pressure bandage got the bleeding to stop

<La_ST> (THe lady still moans slightly)

<John_Jones> What is your name?

Nick change: Doc_Helga -> Nikola_Vassilivich

<Nikola_Vassilivich> Ni- Nikola...

Nikola_Vassilivich sounds pretty weak

<John_Jones> Well Nikola, your friend here - what's his name?

Nikola_Vassilivich puts on a weak smile

<Nikola_Vassilivich> Alan

<Nikola_Vassilivich> I'm feeling cold

<Nikola_Vassilivich> And my leg hurts badly

<John_Jones> your friend Alan is going to keep pressure on your leg and give you some water.

Nikola_Vassilivich moans again

<John_Jones> Just keep talking to him.

Nikola_Vassilivich closes her eyes and opens them again.

<Nikola_Vassilivich> Thank...you

<John_Jones> Tell him how much you will kiss him when you get better.

Nikola_Vassilivich shows another weak smile

<Nikola_Vassilivich> I will...

<John_Jones> Do you understand that Alan? Keep talking to her, and don't remove the glass.

Alan_Markke nods.

<Alan_Markke> Yes, sir. Thank you.

<John_Jones> The medics will be here as soon as they can.

<Alan_Markke> I hope so!

John_Jones stands up and looks around the lab, takes in what he can and walks briskly and sadly to the door.

Alan_Markke looks after him, then continues caring for the injured woman

<John_Jones> Lord guide these young people to a life of love and joy. Take not this young life.

<La_ST> (Okay, Bill, David and Sam - you should have reached the corridor with the cells now.

Bill_Irvine looks around for what the situation is like here

<La_ST> (As there is much mayhem around, the guards have been called to help deal with damage and injured people

Lady_Sam stuidies the local situation)

<La_ST> (So the corridor is empty, the plaster has cracked at the walls, and the lighting is flickering here, too - some lamps are out

Bill_Irvine mutters "Great! We're right in the center of this frigging party"

Bill_Irvine whispers to the others "Gotta be around here somewhere."

<La_ST> (There are several doors there in the corridor. It seems they are sliding doors and they have code locks with some key pads with numbers

Lady_Sam listens carefully to cells as we pass them

Nick change: Gen_NPC2 -> Bill_Irvine_sr

Bill_Irvine looks at the others whispering "Anyone good with electronics?"

David_Pietersen nods

Bill_Irvine_sr hits the fist against the door. Let me out heree. NOW. I'm not going to die here like some caged animal!

Bill_Irvine_sr shouts pretty loudly

Lady_Sam listens carefully

Bill_Irvine listens up and looks around for guards, if noone's looking he points at the cell the shouting comes from "That's my dad."

Bill_Irvine_sr has the same Texam dialect Bill jr. uses

David_Pietersen loks around wearily and if the coast is clear meddles a bit with the lock

<Bill_Irvine_sr> If you don't let me out I'll rip your asses open!

<Bill_Irvine> (How many guards are around?)

<La_ST> (Bill: None atm. As I wrote - they are out to help with the havoc caused by the quake)

<Bill_Irvine> (Ah, I misunderstood. I thought they wwere called here to help)

<La_ST> (Your dear Dad is prolly already hoarse from shouting and not being heard)

David_Pietersen messes with the lock on the cell some more

Bill_Irvine runs to the door "Dad! Be quiet! You'll alarm the guards. They're not around now!"

<La_ST> (David: Roll Dex+Security, diff 7)

<Bill_Irvine_sr> What the...?

<Bill_Irvine> We'll have ya outta there in a minute!

<David_Pietersen> (uhm, what was the webby again?)

Bill_Irvine_sr suddenly keeps silent, obviously amazed

<David_Pietersen> (I need to check my stats)

<Bill_Irvine_sr> Billy - is that you?

<La_ST> (http://infinity.homelinux.net/wod/online/agw-soe.html )

<Bill_Irvine> Hehe! Ya can bet on that, Dad!

<La_ST> (Okay, roll Dex+Tech, diff 7)

<Bill_Irvine_sr> That's my boy!

<Bill_Irvine> Nice distraction we got here. Those bastards run around like frigging chicken!

<La_ST> (David: 5d10)

David_Pietersen rolled 2d10 dice and got: 10, 4

<David_Pietersen> (oh 5?)

David_Pietersen rolled 3d10 dice and got: 5, 5, 5

<David_Pietersen> (just add those :)

<La_ST> (Well, never mind. With the 10 you are through anyway)

<David_Pietersen> ok

<La_ST> (You manage to open the lock after a littly trying)

David_Pietersen opens the door and lets mr bill sr out

<Bill_Irvine_sr> Hey! Finally!

Lady_Sam bows -- nice to meet you8

Bill_Irvine_sr looks at David and grabs his hand and shes it firmly

<Bill_Irvine_sr> I guess you mist be a friend of my little boy?

<Bill_Irvine_sr> Thank you°!

<Bill_Irvine> Dad... Those are David and Sam

Bill_Irvine_sr is quite a bear of a guy, too, just like Bill jr.

<Bill_Irvine_sr> Hello David, hello Sam!

<Bill_Irvine> So we gotta find the others!

Lady_Sam smiles sweetly

<Bill_Irvine_sr> I can't thank you enough for finally getting me out

<Bill_Irvine_sr> The food here was a catastrophe

Lady_Sam searches for Nate and Rhi

<Bill_Irvine> Though so dad... No good cook around here, eh?

<Bill_Irvine_sr> They didn't even give me a tiny T-Bone steak!

<David_Pietersen> right, let's find them and then get the hell out

<Lady_Sam> i'm with you :)

<La_ST> (The other lockks are just like this one and David can open them as well)

<La_ST> (It doesn't take long and you have 5 other guys freed plus Nate and Rhi)

<David_Pietersen> right, let's bail

Nathan_Raiser notices the door opening and darts out his fist blazing towars the first person otuside...

<Bill_Irvine> Outta here... Trolley or guns?

<Nathan_Raiser> Rhii...

<Nathan_Raiser> What the?

<Nathan_Raiser> (so who got a punch in the face? ;))

<David_Pietersen> clunk ! deploy

<David_Pietersen> right, this way

<John_Jones> (Bill sr?)

David_Pietersen starts to go back at a gentle jog

<Lady_Sam> Nate r u ok?

<La_ST> (Naw, Bill sr will not storm in front. Prolly Bill jr?)

<Bill_Irvine> nate you frigging hothead... Blasting your saviours...

Rhiannon_D looks at the others in sheer glee.

<Nathan_Raiser> yes... pretty much... sorry Bill

<Nathan_Raiser> you should put some ice on that...

Clunk unfolds and follows David

<Rhiannon_D> You're here!

Lady_Sam hugs Rhi in greeting

<Nathan_Raiser> Get me a gun and let's get the hell out of here...

Rhiannon_D looks around..

<Bill_Irvine> Wasn't out shouting loud enough for ya? *rubbing his chin*

<Rhiannon_D> I suppose you're to blame for some of this mess?

<Bill_Irvine> Trolley or guns ablaze?

<Nathan_Raiser> my head is ringing...

La_ST suddenly steps approach, obviously some people come running here

<Rhiannon_D> What trolley?

<Bill_Irvine> Over there

Lady_Sam get her stuff

<Nathan_Raiser> i haven't been well since i woke up

Bill_Irvine runs to the trolley removing the alloy sheet and grabbing a weapon "Serve yourself!"

<David_Pietersen> (clunk is just running along)

Lady_Sam readies for a fight

<Nathan_Raiser> Is this from one of my crates?

<Nathan_Raiser> i am hoping i can shoot straight...

John_Jones is climbing the stairs hoping to find the rest of the extraction team. And some medics with luck.

<La_ST> (Two guards and three technicians run through the corridor, obviously at first towards another goal - but as they see the escapee, the guards grab their weapons

<Rhiannon_D> Shit.

Rhiannon_D pushes the trolley with all her strength towards the guards.

<Guard> Halt!

Guard points his gun at the group

<David_Pietersen> clunk ! kill

Lady_Sam activates deflector shield

Bill_Irvine shoots

Lady_Sam takes cover

<Bill_Irvine> (Let's see what kind of ammo I got... 1 norm, 2 exp, 3 AP)

Bill_Irvine rolled 1d3 dice and got: 2

<David_Pietersen> (gently pokes clunk for life)

<La_ST> (Uh)

<Rhiannon_D> (let the rolls begin? :P)

<Bill_Irvine> (ok, when I shoot tell me when to roll for the effectiveness of that mix ^^)

<La_ST> (Ok, I think we don't need to roll initiative - Bill, Nate and David are in front and pretty much prepared, so you get going)

<John_Jones> (Bill - you have tranquilisers!)

Mihakai_Himiko folds out the guns and opens up full twin chaingun fire in the direction of the guards..

<John_Jones> (at least, that is what I put in the trolley...)

<Mihakai_Himiko> (wrong one.. clunk did so)

<La_ST> (Himiko: I bet you would like to do that :D)

<John_Jones> (hehe... cyborg!)

Clunk folds out the guns and opens up full twin chaingun fire in the direction of the guards..

<Bill_Irvine> (I put normal guns there and ammo. ^^ I thought Sam gave those tranqs to you only ^^)

Lady_Sam aims for guard

<Mihakai_Himiko> (nah, way too dangerous)

<Lady_Sam> right

<John_Jones> (yeesh... there will be strong words tomorrow)

<La_ST> (Okay, Clunk as robo will have the first go - and I fear he won't miss...)

<La_ST> (Will you mow down the full group?)

<La_ST> (Or just the guards)

Clunk mows down everybody that is not part of this group..

<Clunk> (there were innocents around too??? *G*)

<La_ST> (Okay, the Robodog causes a verytable blood bath of 2 guards and three unarmed techs...)

<David_Pietersen> (oh crap oh crap oh crap)

<Bill_Irvine> (and some say Bill is triggerhappy)

<David_Pietersen> ( I am _never_ going to hear the end of this *g*)

<David_Pietersen> fuuuck !

David_Pietersen keeps on going however

<La_ST> (David: Baaad dog, baaaaad dog!)

Lady_Sam hee hee

<La_ST> (Okay, the corridor is free, albeit not clean...)

<Lady_Sam> ok - we exit back top tje sub

<Bill_Irvine> Even I'd say that was bloody uncalled for... Those hat nothing to do with this and were not armed...

<Bill_Irvine> Now outta here, before the backup arrives!

<La_ST> (Hm. Can a Robodog roll for Humanity?)

<Lady_Sam> (exit stage right, on the run ...)

<Clunk> (Hey, David said Kill, so Clunk kills)

<La_ST> (David: Next time watch what you say -_-')

<Lady_Sam> (quite so)

<Bill_Irvine> You gotta love the smell of gunpowder and the adrenaline pumping, but we don't have to overdo it...

<David_Pietersen> (*G*)

<Bill_Irvine> (I feared worse to tell the truth ^^)

Lady_Sam feels bad for helga and her ship

John_Jones rolled 1d100 dice and got: 88

<La_ST> (Uh-oh)

<La_ST> (Poor Rev)

<Bill_Irvine> (Way too many uh-ohs tonight)

John_Jones is standing at the top of the stairs, open jawed at the bloody mess in front of him.

<Nathan_Raiser> (uh-oh is a tradmeark for our games)

Rhiannon_D looks at the others

<John_Jones> Dear God, what have they done?

<Bill_Irvine> (but two in one session is twice the normal ration *g*9

<Rhiannon_D> ...and then I was supposed to be the blood-thirsty one

<Rhiannon_D> Shall we?

<Bill_Irvine> This time it wasn't me, nor my fault...

<Lady_Sam> lets get outta here

David_Pietersen keeps running for the sub

John_Jones ignores David.

Bill_Irvine tries to pull John along. "Let's talk about it later..."

<John_Jones> How could you Bill?

<John_Jones> I only see two weapons!

<Bill_Irvine> It wasn't me! Dammit! Count my bullets, all in there...

Lady_Sam assists Bill and getting John on sub

<John_Jones> Dear God, bless the souls of the departed...

<Bill_Irvine> I got a gun and no mingun!

<David_Pietersen> comon !

John_Jones mutters his prayers as he is dragged along.

<Lady_Sam> we all know it was Clunck's chainguns

<Bill_Irvine> Ask the mecdog over there for who did the carnage...

<Lady_Sam> Bill you did good

<John_Jones> ... that they may rest in peace in the glory of heaven.

<La_ST> THey all cramp themselves into the sub now

<John_Jones> Give grace to their kin and them the strength to grieve.

<Lady_Sam> perhaps clunk needs a refit with less deadly hardware??

<La_ST> (The station is still too much in uproar as that there would be pursuit

<John_Jones> To the glory of thy dear son, Jesus Christ.

<John_Jones> (Are there any suspicious barrels of oil on the dock?)

<La_ST> (Suspicious barrels? No)

<Rhiannon_D> Come on rev...

<John_Jones> (pity!)

John_Jones sighs and drops down the hatch.

<Rhiannon_D> We'll be resting in pieces if we don't get out of here soon.

<Lady_Sam> good point Rhi

Lady_Sam checks Rhi tio see if she needs any attension

<La_ST> (Okay, shall we wrap up now? Or does the Rev need some longer to make peace with this?)

<Rhiannon_D> I'm ok, we just need to get out of here..

<Nathan> ZzzzZzzzzz

Lady_Sam does a quick check with Bill Sr to see about his condition and helath

<Lady_Sam> likewise with Nate

John_Jones is just sitting quietly in prayer.

Bill_Irvine_sr is okay, but his stomach grumbles

David_Pietersen goes and sits in a corner and pets clunk

Mihakai_Himiko wags what passes for his tail.

<Mihakai_Himiko> (aarghh)

<Bill_Irvine> (Lol)

Clunk wags his tail

<Bill_Irvine> Bad frigging dog!

<La_ST> (g)

<David_Pietersen> 's not his fault

<Lady_Sam> sadly, I agree -- perhaps Clunk needs a refit with less deadly weoponry

<Rhiannon_D> Or better IFF tracking

-- To be continued --

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