[Day: Monday, April 1st. Time: 1:00 p.m.] ( Yes, body armor. With TP, I get Luana the same kinda body armor togo has ) (Keiko: We didn't decide between those two yet.) (It's only 1 CP? Nice.) (H: I know.) [Luana and Jamie are hanging out in the rec room. What about Keiko? Ask Heinrick. Currently on TV is the news. Apparently, the EU countries are taking sides.] [France, the Vatican, Spain, Italy, Norway, Greece and Poland are all calling for Germany to cease genetic modification immediately. Austria, Spain, Switzerland and Sweden are all backing Germany. The other countries have not chosen sides yet, although many are still against Germany's genetic tech.] ( Swiss and Swedes take sides! ) (Whut?) ( And the damn Spanish are on both sides! Treacherous dogs! ) [This is mainly because Chancellor Wolfgang Bauer implied a possible sharing of the technology with America if America backed Germany up. America seems to largely favor this plan, but President Carradine is reluctant to choose a stance. He's trying to urge that everything go back to the way it was, only Germany give up their tech.] (Heh, yeah. Swiss and Sweden are the same thing, Brett. And Spain is in both categories.) ( Second Spain is supposed to be some other country. :X We'll say the Czech Republic. ) ("On my word as a Spaniard." "No good. I've known too many Spaniards.") ( And I need Guardians in #Guardians ) ( Niiice. ) (And Keiko can be in #Keiko) (No, Spain backs it. The only spaniard who doesn't degree is a Mister Montoya. Apparently genetic engineering killed his father.) (*agree...what is *wrong* with me with using the wrong words today?) [The Byzantine Empire, Iceland, Monaco and Andora are about the only countries that have chosen to stay out of the debate entirely. Woo.] ( Iceland's in the EU, right? >.> Well, it is in 2082! ) [Anyhow, that's good enough. Start.] * Luana isn't exercising, for once. She's sitting on the couch and seems to be taking a very serious interest in the news program. * Jamie sits crosslegged with the operation manuals for a riffle, a remote gun turret, and her larger helecopters spread out on the floor around her, while she makes notes on a pad of paper on her lap. [Inner politics time! A news report indicates that President Woltheim Schoener isn't particularly happy about Chancellor Bauer's recent decision. Whether he's against genetic modification or just against sharing with America, it's unclear.] [Commercial time. Some life-reevaluating music plays as a guy says, "I used to have so many warts. They ruined my life! Then I asked my doctor about Wartaway. Now I'm the CEO of a major international company and have four kids and an alfa romeo!"] * Luana looks over at Jamie during the commercials. "What're you doing?" [The guy runs across a beach with his dog in slow motion while an announcer says, "Take back your life with Wartaway. In just nine weeks, all your warts will clear up. Studies show that less than 3% of people who try wartaway experience brain anuerisms. Side effects may inclue drowsinesscoughinglumpingstabbingdiahrearunnynosesinsomniatemporaryparalysishear ingloss and sneezing."] * Jamie lifts the riffle manual for Luana to see. "I. In the fight... I couldn't." She stops and composes herself. "Roseli wants to put a gun on the big helecopters." ["Ask your doctor about Wartaway today." The CEO guy pets his dog and grins at the camera. "Take back your life."] ( That's some good stuff right there. ) (Liked the side effects, there.) (It's awesome, if I ever have warts I'll ask Rose for some!) (Haha, that was a great commercial. :D) (Is the lumping stabbing diahrea all one symptom?) (Because OW) They're useful. Togo could probably help you out with that, too. (Sounds painful to me!) * Jamie nods. "O. Okay." ( /me hears thunder...... >.> ) (NOOOOOOOOO) (That's not thunder, that's aproaching DOOM!) ( If it gets bad, I'm out of here. ) (Understood) 2d8-4 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Heinrick (2d8-4) and gets a natural 13 for a result of 9. (Oh wait, that ain't right.) 2d8 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Heinrick (2d8) and gets a natural 7 for a result of 7. * Jamie starts double checking her numbers, shakes her head, and then sets the manual aside." * Jamie picks up the next one and leafs through to the weight and balance figures. * Luana lies down on her stomach and keeps watching the tv. (SO LONELY.) (*pushes Keiko back in her hole.*) (This is why you need an awesome guardian like mine!) [Currently on the TV: "Live, from the Rumbledome in France! Watch as the Left Crosses and the Northen Breeches try to figure out how to play American Football!"] (So she can fry Keiko's brain too?) * Luana sighs and starts channel flipping. (Exactly! If Keiko was fried, she wouldn't know she was missing anything!) [Luana switches to a drama. "Luke, I love you!" "But I love Sylvia more." "But I'm pregnant!" "No you're not!"] * Jamie ignores the drama. ( Oh! Teh dramaz! ) * Luana watches the drama. ( One ignores! The other watches! You two got your own drama going ) ["Yes I am!" "No you're not!" "Yes I am!" "No you're not!"] (You know Jamie's secretly cataloging it for her next fanfic.) (Aw, Jamie thinks I'm an awesome guardian. *^_^*) (What if I am? >_> <_<) * Jamie copies over a few more numbers and moves to the index to look some other information up. * Togo pokes his head in. "Anything interesting on?" Someone may or may not be pregnant, and/or male. What's up? * Jamie doesn't respond, but she is surrounded by weapons manuals. * Togo pauses for a moment. "There's a pregnant guy? ( Technically, those conditions could both apply to Luana. o/~ ) I'm not sure. Maybe? ... so maybe I'm not missing out much with not watching TV after all. Okay. * Togo walks in and plops down in a chair near Luana. "Two things to talk about." * Luana sits up and folds her legs. "Go ahead." * Jamie shifts positions on the floor. ... well, three things. First, good job the last two missions, especially that last one with the bee guy. You recognized what was going on, dealt with him accordingly, and got back to help out with the vampire fast. Your aim still needs work, but that'll come with time and experience. Your tactical judgement is improving a lot, though. * Luana beams happily. "Thank you!" * Togo nods. "No problem. Second thing..." *pulls a small, sturdy-looking suitcase out of his jacket* "... your armored clothes finally came in." *hands them over* * Luana makes a wordless sound of glee and looks them over. "Thank you so much!" (I'm seriously missing out.) Penetration, impact and fire resistant, non-conductive... it's not nearly as good as full tactical body armor, but it's a lot less obvious and easier to move around in. (Clearly you need to seduce your new roommate.) (She's as morose as I am.) I'll still have to be careful about singing them, though? Resistant, not proof, yes. Third thing is that we've got a mission. * Luana clutches her new clothes to her and nods. * Jamie doesn't look up from her books. You and I are fire support to Gabriel and Pavla. We're going after an Italian mob boss based in Potsdam; half a dozen bodyguards with pistols and maybe a couple of uzis, along with a genemodded guy with some sorta fire-based powers. (So, they're copies of us? :p) (Hey I've already had my evil twin.) ( Nah, they only have uzis. I have a machine gun, an assault rifle and a LAW. =P ) (Although... I think she's the good twin now.) We're support, so... Gabriel's leading us on this? Is this Pavla's first mission? I dunno about 'lead'... the mission is being undertaken on his initiative, target selected by him, as a relatively-easy first mission for Pavla. Okay. When are we heading out? ( Depends. Do you wanna do it tonight or in a mini? ) (Tonight's fine for me.) ( Same here ) ( Hokay! ) ( So when are we heading out? =P ) ( Soon as you're ready. ) ( I meant in-game time ) ( Ohhhh..... 3 hours. ) About three hours or so. You can relax for a bit longer, but be ready and armored up by then. * Luana stands, grinning. "Okay! I'll go get changed, I'll see you then!" * Togo nods, then moves to get up, but stops when he sees a remove gun turret in front of Jamie. "Changing weapons on your vehicles, Jamie?" * Luana leaves, practically skipping out the door. * Jamie nods. "Roseli... wants the helecopters to attack." She looks down at the manuals. "Everything's too heavy." You need something lightweight and low recoil, but with some range and stopping power. Were you thinking something rifle-like with range and accuracy, a machine-gun type weapon, or something with a big boom? (Luana's gonna change and then look for Keiko. Is she anywhere accessable?) ( She's in her room! With Karin and Heinrick! If Luana wants to interrupt, #Keiko. But it might not be a great idea :P ) * Jamie takes a deep breath. "Explosives are too heavy." She picks up a machine gun's specs and then shrugs. "Recoil." Okay, so you want something with a fast rate of fire, but everything you're seeing has too much recoil... hmm. I'll talk to some military contacts I have, see if there's anything interesting in the pipeline for small unmanned drones. ( Once you two are ready, lemme know. ) * Jamie nods and swallows. "I. Uhm. Thank you?" (I'm good when Togo's ready.) No problem. Not my area of expertise, but it's worth a shot. * Togo waves and heads out of the room. ( Annnnnnnd.... unless Jamie's planning something exciting solo, I'm gonna use this channel for the mission. ) * Jamie puts the manual back in the stack where it came from and goes back to work while the TV blares inanaties behind her. (I'm boring!) (She says that, but she's secretly creating a super robot the size of a galaxy.) (SHSHHHH!) [Shortly, we join Togo and Luana inna van! Gabriel's driving, Pavla's in the back. You guys? I dunno, pick somewhere to be.] ( If Jamie builds Gekiganger III, Togo will adopt her. ) Um... how've you been, Pavla? (Gekiganger nothing, GUREN LAGGAN! MY DRILL WILL PIERCE THE HEAVENS AND I'LL LET TEN BACK OUT!) * Togo is most likely riding shotgun. [Pavla glances at Gabriel out of the corner of her eyes. "Tired."] [Pavla grumbles. "Someone had me training all morning. And now I'm getting sent on a mission."] * Luana looks like she isn't quite sure what to say, what with her adoring missions and training and all. ( "Does he use the electric sheep?" "... the what?" ) ( BRB, getting cookies. ) Have you been using the electric sheep program? (XD) [Pavla blinks. "The what?"] [And Gabriel speaks. "That training will help keep you alive this afternoon."] [Pavla glares at him. "I've been at this for less than two weeks! I don't think training is going to help!"] * Luana says meekly, "Training's the -only- thing that helps, other than actual missions..." ( Back ) [Gabriel adds, "Which is why we're going on one now, so you can have actual combat experience."] Luana and I are here for added firepower... *pauses* ... no pun intended, sorry. *rubs neck* It's just a bunch of mooks with guns and one guy who throws fire. Just follow our leads and you'll do fine. [Gabriel speaks! "Actually, Togo, I want you and Ms. Hall to lead the assault."] * Togo shrugs. "Fine by me. Mind if I give Pavla a bit of tactical advice, then?" [He nods. "By all means. One of the reasons for this mission is so she can observe you and your ward, anyhow."] * Togo nods, and turns back towards Pavla. "Feeling a bit overwhelmed, I take it?" [Pavla nods. "I'm not ready."] It's a lot to handle this fast, I get it. *pauses* My goal in training Luana has basically been to keep her alive and intact long enough for her to be ready to do this job without my help. I'm gonna try to do my best to help you with that too, but I need to ask a coupla questions, okay? ["Okay."] [Incidently, you enter the Potsdam city limits. Starting to like this city yet?] Good. First off, what capabilities do you have, and which of them are you most confident with? ["Um, well, these guns," She hefts her shotgun and draws her pistol, weapons similar to Togo's. "And strength, and a forcefield. I guess I'm most confident with the shotgun, since that's what I've been working on."] [Gabriel adds, "She needs to be better at unarmed combat. That's especially why I wanted you along, Ms. Hall."] * Dicesuke has quit IRC (Ping timeout) Okay. Shotgun should be good unless we're dealing with armored foes, and I doubt that we will. *pauses* Luana's pretty good in-close, and I'd be happy to have her work with Pavla, but out in the field I usually have her work at range. Personal bias. ( Hmmmmmm.... ) (Dicey disapproves of unarmed combat!) [Gabriel frowns for a minute, then nods. "Of course. I suppose they can always train together."] * Il_Dice has joined #MC4 * Togo nods, and turns back to Pavla. "For this mission, once things start, I want you to find some cover and just shotgun the crap out of the mooks. If one gets close, feel free to use your strength and pummel him, but for this mission play it safe and learn from the experience." [Pavla nods. "Okay."] I can help you work on open-field gun tactics and such, but for now we're gonna keep things simple for you. [Pavla nods. "I have some grenades, too."] ... do me a favor and hold off with those. Appreciate the thought, though. *grins* [She smiles. "Okay."] * Luana 's face lights up. "Togo, when Pavla and I start training, can I start working on grenades?" Remember, for this mission at least, first priority for you is making it to the next mission, so support us as much as you can, but don't take dumb risks unles you absolutely have to. *pauses; grins widely* ... you have no idea how happy it makes me to hear you ask that, Luana. Yes! Thank you! [Gabriel says, "We're here." And he pulls up to the sidewalk. He nods at a resturant across the street. 'Rigatoni's' we'll call it. "Luigi Gabriello makes his headquarters in there."] * Togo gives Pavla and Luana a thumbs up, and turns back to Gabriel. "Would there be any civilians in there now?" ["Doubtful. It's not a very popular place, and most people are still at work. It's mainly a front for a place where Gabriello can conduct his business.] Entrances? General layout? [Gabriel pulls up a map from a datacube, the clipboards of the future! Though actual clipboards are still used.... anyhow, a blueprint appears on the cube. "Main entrance, then a side exit through the kitchen that leads to the alley here. There's a bar here," he points at a slightly thinner line, "And table booths along this wall. Gabriello usually conducts his business from the booth closest to the kitchen."] ( That get through? ) (Yeah) * Togo nods. "Can you pick the side door if it's locked?" [Gabriel nods.] * Luana pulls on her trenchcoat. Okay... Luana and I will go in through the front, you two go in the side. I'll toss in a flash grenade to disorient them before Luana and I go in, and you two make your way through the kitchen, take out any hostiles you encounter, and then flank the ones in the front. * Togo turns back to Luana and Pavla. "We're trying to take the boss alive. The rest... use lethal force if you have to." [Pavla nods. "Right."] [Gabriel nods. Again!] Got it. Right then. Gabriel, let me know over comm when you have the lock picked, and we'll move in. Luana, before we go in, I want you to just walk in there and ask for directions to the nearest post office. [Gabriel nods and moves out. Pavla is quick to follow, clutching her shotgun with both hands.] * Togo gets out of the car, and waits for Luana to get out. * Luana gets out and heads into the restaurant. * Togo waits by the car! [Shortly, Gabriel comms, "In position."] *comm* Just waiting for Luana to report back. (Brett? Anything in the restaurant?) ['Tis a nice restaurant with a green awning. Inside, there's a clear pathway straight back to the kitchen. On one side of the pathway are the table booths, while more conventional tables and chairs are on the other. The bar is also on that side. There's a bartender, um, tending to it. And a bunch of guys at the boths. Luigi Gabriello is in the back. He's a fat guy with a thick mustache, nice suit and a wide-brimmed hat. Standing r ( That get through? ) (Standing r) Standing right next to him is the red-haired Joseph O'Riley.] [He's wearing a green sweatshirt that says, "Kiss me, I'm Irish!" But according to the dossier, he's American.] * Luana calls out cheerfully, "'Scuse me!" and walks over to the bartender. "Sorry, but can I get directions to the post office?" [No, Luana doesn't! Two guys bar her way as she tries to go in. "Sorry ma'am. We're not open."] That's cool, I just need some directions. D'you know hot to get to the post office? (*how) ["Uh..." "Well..."] * Luana smiles up at them patiently. [The two guys look at each other, they speak simultaneously "It's this way!"... And point in opposite directions.] * Luana looks like she's trying really hard not to roll her eyes. "...Right. Thanks anyway." And she heads back out. * Togo waves Luana over from across the street once she's out. * Luana tells him what the layout looks like. * Togo nods. "Good job." He then relays what Luana told him over the comm and tells them to get ready. [Gabriel replies. "Understood."] * Togo walks across the street, pulling a flash grenade out of his jacket. "Keep to the side so you don't catch the flash through the doorway, Luana." * Luana puts a hand on her glock and stays to the side. "Right." * Togo opens the door and chucks the flash grenade towards the back of the dining room where Luana said most of the people are, managing, through sheer force of will, to not say something along the lines of 'Pardon me, do you know how to get to the Sunglass Hut?'. ( May I roll? ) ( You may! ) ( And then roll inits ) 2d8-3 Togo rolls 2D8-3: 4 2 -3 = 3 ( made ) 2d8+14 Togo rolls 2D8+14: 4 4 +14 = 22 2d8+13 Luana rolls 2D8+13: 4 4 +13 = 21 [Togo, Pavla, Luana, Gabriel, Joe, Mafia.] [A whole buncha the goons cover their eyes at the flash grenade. "It's the cops!"] * Togo steps in, pulls out his assault rifle, and fires at Joe. *comm* "Move in." 2d8-3 Togo rolls 2D8-3: 2 8 -3 = 7 ( Made by 2 ) [Joe kicks over a table as Togo fires, using it as a shield!] [Pavla presumably does something off camera. Luana!] * Luana pulls out her pistol and fires at the nearest mook. 2d8-3 Luana rolls 2D8-3: 7 6 -3 = 10 (No) [Luana misses the mook.] [Gabriel probably does something, too. And Joe pops out from behind the table, yelling in English, " [Then the other mafia men go! They pull out an assortment of uzis or handguns, and all miss. Even the bartender, who grabs a tommygun from beneath the bar, misses.] [Togo!] ( About how many mooks are there? ) ( -about ) ( 6! Not counting Joe ) ( 3 with pistols, 2 with uzi's, bartender with a tommygun. ) [Oh, and Luigi shrieks and hides under the table.] * Togo fires another burst at Joe from his assault rifle, trying to catch anyone nearby in the spray (if there's anyone nearby). 2d8-3 Togo rolls 2D8-3: 1 8 -3 = 6 ( Made by 3 ) (Psh, he calls that a fireball? Herman can outfireball his fireball any day.) (Although come to think of it, it's twenty years later, so at this point Herman's fireball could be the size of Kentucky or something.) [This time, Togo hits Joe. Oh yeah. He takes a bullet to the shoulder, but he's still up.] [There's a shotgun blast from the rear! Then it's Luana's turn!] ( SHINKUU... HERMDOKEN! ) * Luana flings a fireball at one of the mooks. Anything you can do, I can do better~ 2d8-4 Luana rolls 2D8-4: 3 6 -4 = 5 [Luana lights a gun on fire.] [Gabriel may do something! Joe throws a fireball at Togo! This time maybe hitting!] [And the mafia all miss. Luigi jumps up and runs to the kitchen door, only to shriek and dive back under the table as a bullet ricochets above his head.] (Hey peeps! Ard's asking me to show this off before people leave. For olde MC3 goodness!) 2d8-3 Togo rolls 2D8-3: 1 4 -3 = 2 ( Made ) (http://rowyn.sandwich.net/K&H.jpg) [Togo does not get fried! Good for him!] ( Bow chika wow wow ) (!!!) [Togo!] (We got it at ACen. :D) ( That's some yaoi bait. ) * Togo fires another burst at Joe with his assault rifle. 2d8-3 Togo rolls 2D8-3: 2 4 -3 = 3 ( Made by 6 ) [Joe, um, goes down! So much for him being a challenge.] ( He rolled..... poorly. ) [Pavla bursts through the backdoor and fires at a mafia guy! He goes down too!] [Luana!] (I love the single emo tear form Khalil. I don't know if it's supposed to be there, but it CRACKS ME UP every time.) (Also, according to Cham, Ashley's behind that corner oggling.) * Luana throws a fireball at another guy. She's beginning to look a bit annoyed. 2d8-4 Luana rolls 2D8-4: 6 5 -4 = 7 (s/form/from) (Make exactly) [He gets set on fire!] (Score! Stupid freaking mook.) [At this point the rest of them just surrendur, because it's late and they weren't much of a challenge anyhow.] ( This makes them the smartest mooks ever to appear in a MC game ) * Togo points his rifle towards the remaining mooks. "Gabriello, we'd like to have a word with you?" [He stays under the table. "I'm innacent! I didn't do nothin'! You got nothin' on me!"] [Meanwhile, Gabriel and Pavla show up from the kitchen.] * Luana pulls the fire off of the burning guy and lets it dissipate. [He don't look too good.] ( We can end when you're ready. I think I'm about to drop. ) Right. Gabriel, you want to take it from here? [He nods. "Alright."] [And 'ma call it an end. End!]