<@Brett> [Day: Monday, March 1st. Time: 4:30 p.m. Location, on a road through the mountain country side, two hours from Cathanza.] <@Brett> [Having escaped the MMO, Sonia presumably used her super driving skills to shake any tails that might be following you, and currently you're doubling back, following a handy tracking device she came up with. On the other end of it, somewhere, is Montana, Cathanza and a ton of MMO's private army, who may or may not be fomori.] <@Brett> [You're driving through the plains, on a well used road through the country side. Frequently you pass farms and/or woods.] <@Brett> [Start!] * Gordo watches the horizon ahead. "What I wouldn't give ta call in an air strike right now." <@Brett> [Alysha's furiously typing on her holocomputer. "If only. We're heading North by way of East. If we keep going this way, we'll reach the Romanian border at this rate." <@Brett> [Way off in the south you can see mountains. Hurray! Did I ever mention Granbia is like mostly mountains in the mid and west and flatter land in the east, south and north? well it is, go figure.] <@Brett> ( Actually it's got all sorts of topographical goodies. ) * Nigel shakes his head. "Is there someplace safe we can crash until we have a plan?" <@Brett> [Alysha shakes her head. Also. "Not til we know where they're going. I don't wanna get too far behind."] * Shiho is looking out the window, keeping an eye out. * Gordo ponders. "Can we catch up an... Augh, I keep tryn to make plans that have more than jus a van load of us." (Hey, what do you guys figure geography falls under for skills?) * Gordo pinches the bridge of his nose. <@Brett> ( Navigation, or... Um.... ) (Area knowladge or navigation) (Is survival still a skill?) (Navigation is specialized navigation equipment and maps.) (I don't think that's it.) (Ah, it's social sciences.) (Not that it matters!) 2d6+4 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+4 for Montana and gets a natural 9 for a result of 13. (Hey, that isn't bad.) <@Brett> ( brb a sec ) <@Brett> ( And back ) <@Brett> [The van reaches a river! Which is a problem. The bridge across is blockaded by two cars, and five men in camo fatigues are milling about. They're armed: 3 assault rifles, a shotgun and a guy with a pistol and a bandolier of grenades.] (They have unit markings?) <@Brett> ( Nope ) 2d6+4 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+4 for Montana and gets a natural 6 for a result of 10. (Same cars that Krasmia's army was using?) <@Brett> ( Nope! Different. ) ... And who's army is this then? <@Brett> [Asyla looks up, squinting. "Rebels, probably." She grins. "This country's in a worse state than it looks. This is probably an extortion point."]] <@Brett> ( Question is, what's Sonia going to do? ) * Gordo shoves his gun down into the wheel well. "We got enough to bribe 'em off?" (Drive over a sweet ramp and skip the entire checkpoint) * Nigel sighs and raises his hand to cradle his chin in thought. <@Brett> ["Probably. But I'm not about to."] <@Brett> ( ._. ) How're we handling this, then? (recap me?) (Just did) Ye can take it outta my paycheck. * Sonia frowns a touch, then says, "Could just blow them all up. Or pay them." <@Brett> [One of the men, a guy with a beard who seems to be the leader, starts walking towards the van as Sonia approaches, a big grin on his face.] <@Brett> [Alysha says, "You good enough to blow past their blockade? If not, we'll have to fight it out, and I really don't wanna waste the time."] 2d6+4 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+4 for Montana and gets a natural 5 for a result of 9. * Sonia looks over at Alysha, then says, "Hold the fuck on." * Sonia then does the dramatic gear shift and presses down on the accelerator, an explosive bead appearing in her hand as she drives for it! <@Brett> [Alysha grins.] * Montana coms, softly: "Stopping here, looks like an old farmhouse. Chopper in the air, contingent of soldiers. Also some... guy with black spiked hair, wearing a red jacket. British accent. Looks like he's in charge." <@Brett> [Meanwhile the leader's grin falters, and he starts yelling "Stop! Stop!" waving his arms. His men take up their weapons, pointing it at the van.] * Gordo takes firm grasp of the oh shit handles. * Sonia tosses her bead out towards the leader, really, past the leader towards one of the two blocking cars, to blow it out of the way, but he don't know that! <@Brett> ( Gimme an attack roll :D ) * Shiho is buckled into her seat and holds onto the sides of it. 2d6+9 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+9 for Sonia and gets a natural 8 for a result of 17. * Nigel grabs onto his seat as he's jostled from side to side. <@Brett> [Just as the men are about to fire, the car explodes, it's wrecked husk tossed out of the way. The men are all tossed aside by the force of the explosions, too.] * Sonia drives through the hole. It's just like football! <@Brett> ( Gimme a driving roll! ) 2d6+10 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+10 for Sonia and gets a natural 3 for a result of 13. (:|) <@Brett> ( Ara... ) (I still made a 12!) <@Brett> d5 * Dicesuke rolls 1d5 for Brett and gets a natural 4 for a result of 4. (Can I hand her a DR?) (I keep forgetting I have them) (Gordo and I could both hand her a DR. I have some too) <@Brett> [Sonia makes it through the gap! But she had to slow a little to do it, which gave the men time to get up and start shooting.] <@Brett> ( Gimme 4 ranged defense rolls (vehicles) Sonia ) <@Brett> ( And ) <@Brett> ( How well you roll is going to be important :P ) 2d6+7 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+7 for Sonia and gets a natural 2 and a modified 9, a CRITICAL FAILURE! "We've developed an implantable luck generator you could try, if you aren't using that liver..." 2d6+6 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+6 for Sonia and gets a natural 11 for a result of 17. 2d6+4 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+4 for Sonia and gets a natural 5 for a result of 9. 2d6+4 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+4 for Sonia and gets a natural 4 for a result of 8. (Yay.) (The only time in the entire game I do my job, and the dice fuck me.) (Good luck Monty, you might be on your own for a bit) <@Brett> ( >.> Well ) (I'll be, um, waiting!) <@Brett> [The men fire! Most of them miss or barely scratch the van, but one of them gets a lucky shot and shoots out one of the tires.] * Sonia grits her teeth as the van drops slightly and one of the wheel rims hits the ground. "Fook, I hate rentals." * Gordo just hangs on for dear life. <@Brett> ["Dammit." Alysha says, checking the rear-view mirror. The men are piling into their remaining vehicle and heading after. ~Montana, you're on your own for a bit,~ she says into comm. ~Sorry.~] <@Brett> [Then she looks at Sonia. "Unless you've got a miracle hidden in those puffballs of yours, we've got to fight."] * Sonia says, "I ditched the puffballs, and miracles, I got. Dreamer." Ah fuck them. We're gonna get scuffed up a bit. * Montana hits the comms in response, softly: ~Yeah, just watching this shake down. Leather jacket's a fucking pyro, like, magic fire.~ * Gordo unbuckles his seatbelt, grabs his riffle, and starts squirming to the rear of the van. ~Took down a buncha fomori without trying. You sure we want to do this?~ (Brett, what's the called shot penalty to shoot out one of their tires?) <@Brett> ( Mmm... Lemme look up called shot rules ) <@Brett> ( I'ma say -6, because it's hard to hit a tire from the front. ) * Sonia keeps trying to hold the car together as her suitcase busts open behind her seat, revealing her body suit, and she reaches back, grabs it, and literally throws it out the open window as far in front of them as she can. There's a high pitched whine from her arm as it whips around to toss the suit forward enough. (Let's see, I get +1 aiming, +1 scope, penalty for vehicle is canceled due to steady, we arn't going fast enough for anything else to matter) <@Brett> [~Yeah,~ comms Alysha, ~I'm sure. Is there anything you can do?~] I know. Hold on tight. 2d6+3 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+3 for Gordo and gets a natural 7 for a result of 10. (... And I roll dead average, I think I'll DR) 2d6+3 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+3 for Gordo and gets a natural 10 for a result of 13. (I'll take it!) * Shiho sighs and unholsters her pistol just in case. * Gordo fires through the rear window of the van at the tires of the persuing car! (EDIT pursuing) (RDM can't spell, news at eleven) (yew ar speeling greet <@Brett> [Gordo misses one shot, but he gets the other, rupturing a tire with a loud POP! They swerve a little, but continue chasing on the rims, determined not to let you escape.] * Montana murmurs, ~'fraid not much yet, ma'am. Ain't much cover to move under here, and I'm seriously outclassed in firepower.~ * Gordo mutters to himself "Ye daft in the head." * Sonia drives forward... and runs _right over the suit_, the van bumping around for a few momements before the ride stabilizes and raises a bit. (Can I shoot at the driver, or wait for something else to happen first?) ~Don't panic, boy, we're coming.~ * Sonia_ (AndChat@66-87-88-237.pools.spcsdns.net) Quit (Quit: Bye) <@Brett> ( >.> Sonia abandoned us! ) (That was the clone) (It's okay, I'm still here.) <@Brett> ( You can if you like, but... ) <@Brett> [Your van starts picking up speed again. The rebels begin falling behind.] * Gordo keeps his gun pointed at the rebel driver for a bit in case his friends get any ideas. <@Brett> [As their ride slows to a halt, they get out, firing after you, but by then you're too far for them to hope to hit you. One of them, the driver, actually takes his beret off and stomps on it in frustration.] (sacre bleu!) <@Brett> [Alysha grins. "Hah! Good job, guys."] (I'm reading that book right now! No kidding. It's the new Chris Moore book.) * Sonia mutters, "I just used a car as the wheel for another car." Sorry 'bout crawling over over you lot. * Gordo blinks at Sonia. "You what?" Nothing. * Nigel scratches his head and shrugs at Sonio. "Stranger things have happened." And he turns to Gordo. "Don't worry about it, mate. Just buy me dinner next time." (Sonia, rahteR) (rather, rather) <@Brett> ( Now do we want to keep going or end here? ) * Gordo takes a more comfortable seat. "Fair cop." 2d6+10 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+10 for Montana and gets a natural 6 for a result of 16. (This seems like a good stopping point for us, although Monty'd probably be happier if we were closer to getting him out.) <@Brett> ( We can probably finish up tonight, but it might involve a fight. ) <@Brett> ( eh, let's keep going :x ) <@Brett> [Alysha checks her computer. ~We're still a few mins from you, Montana.~ * Montana comms: ~Darlin', note the tracker's location, because that's roughly where I am and it's gonna fly away from me in a bit.~ <@Brett> [Alysha grins. ~Alright! Good job, Montana.~] * Sonia squints a moment, leaning towards the window, then nods slowly and says, ~Always makin' things difficult, boy...~ * Gordo does a terrible job of moc American. ~ He just doesn't want us to get bored is all.~ <@Brett> [A few minutes later, you arrive at an old farm house. Outside are several vehicles with the MMO logo. Not to mention several burnt bodies on scorched ground.] * Montana decloaks about thirty feet from the van. He waves, all blank and gray stealth suit, but looking none the worse for wear. <@Brett> [Alysha waves back.] * Gordo fails to shoot him! * Sonia stops the car, hops out... and runs over to one of the vans to steal one of their wheels. "Glad you ain't dead," she says to Montana as she passes and puts his hat back on his head. * Montana grins, not that Sonia can see it, and says, "Glad I ain't, either." He straightens his hat. "You still got a bead on 'em?" Yeah, you didn't break it. Good to hear. <@Brett> ["We're still gonna have to go after her," Alysha says, having rolled down the window. She frowns. "I hope they don't bring her all the way to Germany. I can't go there easily."] * Montana heads to the van and gets in. "Figure they're Zunkuft? They mentioned something about cybernetics..." <@Brett> ( Um... Oops ) (SNERK.) <@Brett> ( Might have helped to remember Alysha wasn't in the other channel ._. ) (Yeah, I hadn't mentioned that yet.) Oh, they got some sorta magic-power-copying thing going, involves the fire guy shooting drugs into his neck or something. Seems to be what they've got in mind for what's her name. Cathanza. * Shiho suggests hopefully, "OR, we could give up on this and move on with our lives?" * Nigel moves over to allow Montana a place to sit. "Glad to see you made it back." He then sighs and turns to Shiho. "If only..." * Montana settles in, pulling his mask down and putting his hat back on his head. At least we'll be number one in customer satisfaction... who else would go through all this for a buyer? * Sonia snorts and hits the van. "Gotta love big companies." <@Brett> ( I'm attempting to think of a way to explain this without retconning >.> ) (Turn Montana's question into a statement, move Alysha's after his.) (Tadaaaa.) <@Brett> [Alysha grins. "Yeah. I got enough enemies. I could use a few friends."] <@Brett> ( Works for me ) <@Brett> ["So if that guy was Zukunft..." Alysha says, resting her chin on her hand.] IF only she were good at anything. If we know where they're going, can we get ahead of them? <@Brett> ["But we don't know where they're going."] * Sonia pulls the wheel off the other van with a 'ka-chunk', then walks over to their van and says, "You can let go now," as she crouches down to finish her wheel stealing. Only so many roads. <@Brett> ["But they have a helicopter."] * Sonia 's 'metal wheel' uncoils and rolls away from the van with a metallic humming that sounds almost like a whine. Sonia shrugs to herself and starts putting the wheel on in place. * Montana shrugs. "Gonna swing a chopper, ma'am?" Probably need to wait and see where they end up, anyway. <@Brett> ["Maybe. We can't really do anything til they stop."] You thinking they'll ditch that army of theirs? <@Brett> [Alysha grins. "We'll burn that bridge when we come to it."] <@Brett> ( should we end? ) (I think so) <@Brett> [end]