[Outside building; night] [Go.] * Fanfan fidgets a little. * John rolls his eyes. "You know what? Screw this. I'mgoingin." (... HATE it when my keyboard does that. Space that, could you?) Are you sure that is wise? * Tairan shrugs. "Works for me. I'm getting a nasty feeling we misinterpreted what the mayor's son was saying." ...what do you mean? Thought they meant they were gonna hide outside the house and wait for Jan. Just realized they coulda just as easily been hiding *inside*. Duh. ...oh. Good point. If you will. * Tairan gets up, draws his weapons, and starts skulking towards the house. "I assumed they would ambush them outside because they'd be able to more effectively surround them. Should know better than to assume people have a basic grasp of tactics." ( Heading to the front door. ) More places to hide inside. * Fanfan follows Tairan, hands at hilts. * John follows comfortably behind. He has a cowboy hat and looks good in it. *ting!* *whisper* Terrible spacing, though. *pauses* Not that it matters now. ...apologies. No need. Shoulda realized that not everyone's got my tactics trainin', and wouldn't necessarily plan an ambush like I would. -herring.sandwich.net:@#rsp2- Ardweden invited Dicesuke into channel #rsp2. * Dicesuke has joined #rsp2 [Y'all make it to the front door! It looks quiet. Y'all need perception rolls.] 2d6-4 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Fanfan (2d6-4) and gets 3. 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for John (2d6) and gets 8. (Whehe, hell no.) (Miss by 2) 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Tairan (2d6-2) and gets 3. ( Made ) (make) [Tairan and Fanfan hear two more gunshots.] ... shit. There's our confirmation. ...indeed. * Fanfan speeds up. "Well, no reason to wait further, I suppose." * Tairan tries to kick the door in once he gets there. [You reach the front door! And you hear more fire. The door stubbornly stays closed when Tairan kicks it.] [It's a nice door! Heavy, solid oak.] (is it locked or just heavy?) * Tairan pulls out his pistol and shoots the lock. (Or never mind! ^^;) (For the sake of doing it, roll me attack at a -2.) 2d6-6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Tairan (2d6-6) and gets -2. ( made by... 9 ) [Tairan blows the lock off but good, managing not to damage the rest of the door.] * John snerks. * Fanfan ducks the shards and toes the door to see if it opens now. * Tairan opens the door, weapons ready. [The door opens obligingly! There aren't even any squeaky hinges.] * Fanfan peeks inside. ( She's gonna get an eye blown out and turn into !Nasira. ) * John is ready to blow some heads off! XD I mean... yeah, he looks in cautiously. [You find yourselves looking into a foyer. There's a very nice staircase up ahead and to the right, and doorways to the right and the left. It's very nice and tasteful, with oil lamps (which are off), a coat and hat rack (what's hanging there looks more expensive than anything you've ever owned), and it's carpeted. A painting hangs on the wall - some landscape or other. No ninja jump out and gut you. No cowboys shoot your eyes out, either.] * Tairan looks to see if there are any nice ha^H^H tries to hear where the shots are coming from. * Fanfan points to the right, left, and staircase, eyebrows raised questioningly at the guys. * Tairan holds a finger to his lips, then taps at his ears. [You hear more fighting! Oh, the humanity!] ( What? He's got broccoli in his ears? ) * John listens for fighting! And the direction thereof. [That way! Er, ahead and left. You think. Probably.] * Tairan points in the appropriate direction, and moves as quickly as he can while still doing the stealthy thing. * Fanfan follows, also as stealthily as possible. * John nods and follows as stea- ah, screw it. His teeth give him away. ( Damn it, John! Close your mouth! You're blinding the mice! ) [John's teeth LIGHT YOUR PATH.] (Miiiind rolls.) ( It's like that amulet from Pirates of Dark Water! ) (-2) 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Tairan (2d6-2) and gets 6. 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Fanfan (2d6-2) and gets 4. ( Missed by 2 ) (Make) (The compas was badass.) 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for John (2d6-2) and gets 3. (Make by 3.) [Tairan leads the way! He generally heads towards the sound, but John and Fanfan need to keep him from going astray. The house is huge.] (And you guys are going to have time before you find them, because frankly, time is moving at different paces, what with the combat in the other channel.) ( Okie. ) ( Right. ( I'm going to get something from the vending machine. Be right back. ) (A'ight.) *whispers* If there're a lotta them, I'm gonna try'n use the earth spike attack my sword can do, to thin out the numbers... but that leaves me wide open, so I'm gonna need you guys to cover my ass, 'kay? * Fanfan nods. "Be careful. That attack has been unpredictable in the past. But of course you remember." * Tairan nods grimly. "Yeah. One of my collection of fuck-ups from the last few months." Just don't do it again and we'll be fine... fuck up, that is. I am sure it was not your fault. * Tairan scowls. "Focus' been off for a while now. Off my game in a big way. s'pissing me off." (Ever since the campaign started! Imagine that.) [You approach the fighting! It sounds like a mess, with someone chanting, people shouting, and lots of gunfire. Lots. Of gunfire. It's CHAOS! Jan, Ellie, and Greebo are there; Jan's facing off with Draco in the middle of the dining area; she's on the floor, with a cut across her chest and blood on his sword. Ellie's by and behind her, focusing on goons. Draco looks ready to strike again.] [Jinx and Millie are closer to the edge, also shooting goons; you distantly saw a flash of searing light from the gun she used. Greebo's also aiming at another grunt. And said grunts? Well, there's a lot of them. And they open fire around the room. See the main channel for descrip, get in there, and roll init.] (she -> Millie)