AGWW Online - Log 2004/06/15
Mage - Etherites Go!
Session 1x08: Under Attack III
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Bill Irvine - Marvin Bob Grant - Asmodai Himiko - Dingo Lady Samantha - Fuzzy Nathan Raiser - Asmodai Reverend Jones - Picks-at-Flies Rhiannon - FiXXXer667 Storytortillo - Asmodai
<Himiko> (Then I'll tell the story from my point of view *G*)
<Himiko> The last episode started with Nathan and me waking up from an activity that would be rated PG16+ if I would give any more details. After we woke up we had a little chat and were preparing to meet with the others again. Then the intruder alert on my Zeppelin went off. Someone came in through the roof hatch.
<Rhiannon_D> (I can say the beginning parts, if you wish: while Asmo saved Himiko inside the airship, and Bill and the Reverend had just finished their time-warp of destruction, Rhiannon rushed towards a clearing near the entrance of the temple, where she found Dr Sam bound.)
<Himiko> Outside it seems that the others were under attack by these same goons too. But on the inside Nathan went off and handled them... while I was... useless......
<Himiko> After taking some damage we decided to run away to safety since there were too many of them on the outside, in combat helicopters. The others seemed to have the same idea, doing some brave fighting.... but also trying to get away......
<Himiko> Then we picked up a call from the "Thing" that it and the doctor were in trouble... not wanting to leave the docter behind I scooped up the top of the temple with the hangar of my Zeppelin... but it got stuck, and Skywarp, Nathans mysterious friend, that was providing cover to the Airship shot us free. Then we hightailed out of there to the west.... and Nathan colapsed on my bridge floor.... I felt so ... usless.
<Himiko> (how's that ?)
<Rhiannon_D> (nice, if you ignore the self-loathing ;-) )
<Himiko> (that part is in character....)
<Rhiannon_D> (yep, I know. I'm just being an ass >:D )
<Himiko> (perhaps Bill would like to do his account of events
?)<Rhiannon_D> (so... is Asmo STing still? and if so, who's going to cattle prod him?)
<Rhiannon_D> (ah. Speak of the devil...)
<Doc_Helga> (me sticks in some volcano, waiting to get out)
<Storytortillo> (that would be nice... i'd like Rhiannon's perspective and Bill's perspective in addition to Himiko's)
<Bill_Irvine> (Oh dear... I need some memory upgrade...)
<Bill_Irvine> (trying to remember)
<Bill_Irvine> (my plane is riddled with holes, paradox shredded it a bit more, Bill is pissed about it and wants to get the hell outta there, before we are crow food)
<Rhiannon_D> Memory recording 293-b-1: After acquisition and activation of light levitation craft mark 3, we had proceeded to the exterior of the temple, in search of the remaining two party members: "Anna" and Nathan Raiser.
<Rhiannon_D> Note made by Bill Irvine on the unusually low ambient noise level was accurate, along with the oservation that Dr Samantha Whitefield was not among the group.
<Rhiannon_D> Assault by armored and unarmored ground troops began shortly thereafter, causing damage in external circuitry. Bill Irvine and Reverend Jones proceeded on the first subject's vehicle, and proceeded to take off, while I activated the hoverbike levitation unit, to use as an aid in search for the Doctor.
<Rhiannon_D> During the search in the woods, additional troops were detected and evaded, and a massive temporal anomally was noted in the region above, resulting in the destruction of at least one enemy craft.
<Rhiannon_D> The doctor was located in a section bordering with the jungle, and a fight ensued with her captors.
<Rhiannon_D> Primary and secondary cognitive and memory functions were damaged during the fight, but emergency backup logs indicate that the Doctor was recovered, and transported to the Airship belonging to "Anna".
<Rhiannon_D> System Analysis indicates a 10% margin of error in the narration, caused by the extensive physical punishment the unit has suffered in the period narated.
<Bill_Irvine> Other posibility: Open the browser of your choice, go to a sports hp of your choice and get a live newsticker)
<Himiko> Dr. Smith to the bridge....
<Lady_Samantha> roger
<Lady_Samantha> (we go to the bridge)
<Storytortillo> Okay now let's have a level headed look by the poor ST...
<Storytortillo> During the assault the Doc was left alone for almsot half an hour, thankfully Rhiannon saved her... Himiko found out that the attackers knew her... but before anything happend to her, Nathan saved her by riddling the attacker with holes...
<Storytortillo> Bob arrived on the ship with the b52, phased and hsi clothes covered in blood and chunks of brain...
<Storytortillo> Currently everybody is in the air... the airship has taken to the west and upwards... Skywarp has landed in the damaged bay, while the B52 has docked on the underside of the airship to allow Bill and the reverend inside... for reasons unknown the reverend collapsed... a quick look proved him to be totalyl exhausted... Bob was still shaken but started going around the ship without any sense of direction... he was clearly messed up by his
<Himiko> (so you remember the docking clamps *G*)
<Storytortillo> Nathan was hurt pretty bad and was bleeding all over the bridge...
<Bill_Irvine> (I guess Bill would rather stay onboard his B52 to assess the damage he has to repair)
<Storytortillo> The current situation is the following
<Storytortillo> Rhianon is half burned off... her outer skin has boiled of atplaces creating gashing holes and burnt elctronics that are currently covered by a thin film of milky slimy matter...
<Storytortillo> Bill is well and healthy... but his ship has gashes all over from chaingun fire, half of the ships nose has been blown off with rockets and most of the tail is gone... only the strogn engines and Bill's skil saved the group...
<Bill_Irvine> (Don't tell it to him or else he will boast even more ;))
<Storytortillo> The reverend lost all his equipment except for what he had on him in the assault...
<Storytortillo> The expedition had the worst losses... Dr. Miller was dead, the equipment was captured by the attackers... Bob was in shock, and covered by what were remaisn of doc miller... Samantha lsot all of her equipment including her precius copter... but there were pressing matters to attend to...
<Storytortillo> when she was found Himiko was sitting in a short bathrobe next to the commands of her airship... blankyl staring at a mess that only the clothes and the blond hair and bears identified as Nathan...
<Storytortillo> Currently the team is high above ground, the b52 docked under the airship gondola, Skywarp landed in the bay...
<Storytortillo> the hoverbike is currently in the bay
<Storytortillo> The ship is currently high above the clouds... everything is docked and the ship is left to the winds...
<Lady_Samantha> ok - me and Rhi find our way to the bridge
<Storytortillo> (how are you finding your way? it's a big mutlidekced ship?)
Bill_Irvine has stayed on the B52 to assess the damage done, swearing like... umm... Nope.. No one else swears this loud and that much right now
Rhiannon_D computes the effect of her damaged shell on the behavior patterns and reactions of the other members, thus deciding a repair is a first priority matter.
<Lady_Samantha> unless the bridge moved from when I was last on it I know where it is
<Himiko> (ST: Sam has been there once before)
<Storytortillo> (and what about the Reverend, Bill and Bob that jsut crawled in... Bob is visibly coverd in blood, and the reverend is fatigued...
<Bill_Irvine> (I'm not allowed to check on my baby?)
<Storytortillo> (the two of you are in the bay with Bob and the two gals :))
<Storytortillo> (you can check on the bayb after you at least acknowledge them :)
Rev_Jones is staggering around the B52, getting in Bill's way...
Bob_Grant is covered in blood and parts of something... he is staggering over the deck... visibly in shock...
<Himiko> (BIll: Your hanging above the clouds.. there's not much you can do from the inside anyways...)
Bill_Irvine thinks the reverend learns a hole load of new swear words right now, as he leaves the B52 to checkl on his baby in depth later
<Bill_Irvine> (Well the inside is banged up, too)
Himiko just stares at what is Nathan
<Bill_Irvine> (Checking which instruemnts are damaged and how bad.. Besides a Cor/Matter scan does wonders on damage analysis ;))
<Bill_Irvine> Goddamit! Those blody bastards! Shit! F*cking Bullshit! What a mess... Crap! My baby! Those idiots have hurt my baby! I gonna whip their asses all around their world! Dragging them behind me, sipping them into some shit!
<Lady_Samantha> we arrive at the bridge and I scan the scene to see what needs help
Bill_Irvine is agitated as it seems
Rhiannon_D looks at Bob, which seems to be too much out of touch to properly interact with her, or even notice her damaged state.
<Storytortillo> Nathan is bleeding close to the doors... on the centre of the floor is a man filled with holes from a close burst at him... as you wnet inside you found at least three more dead people dressed like that man...
<Storytortillo> Anna is in shock nad looking at Nathan
Bill_Irvine drops his cigar, just to take out a new one and lights it, then another burst of bad language comes out of his mouth
<Lady_Samantha> I take my tricoder and scan Nate
Rhiannon_D walks towards Anna
Rev_Jones mutters to himself, Lighten our darkness I besiech thee O Lord
<Rhiannon_D> Anna?
<Storytortillo> Nathan has a broken nose and cuts over his face that are making his face look like bloody pulp, he clearly has a few ribs cracke and there are seeping bulletholes on him...
<Rhiannon_D> Are you okay?
<Storytortillo> (now THAT was smart!?!)
Rev_Jones mutters to himself, And by thy great mercy defend us from perils and dangers of this night.
<Storytortillo> (Anna you don't have the control on you... you do have Nate's gun still though...)
<Lady_Samantha> reading the result, I prepare a specialized medicine that will boost Nates regeneration abilities (for healing) and well as releive his pain and allow him to rest
<Rhiannon_D> It's me, Rhiannon.
Rev_Jones mutters to himself, For the love of thy dear son Jesus Christ.
<Storytortillo> Nathan is unconcious...
<Himiko> (I know that.. do you know how close I am to putting a lot of bullets in the thing)
<Storytortillo> (i know... they really are naive :))
Himiko grabs the gun from besides her belt and points it at Rhiannon
Rhiannon_D looks at Anna, then at Sam
<Lady_Samantha> (do I roll for the medicine?)
<Himiko> YOU CAUSED THIS....
<Storytortillo> (what do you want to do Sam ?)
<Lady_Samantha> reading the result, I prepare a specialized medicine that will boost Nates regeneration abilities (for healing) and well as releive his pain and allow him to rest
<Himiko> YOU STUPID THING CAUSED THIS.....
<Lady_Samantha> I put the midicine in the hypospray
Rhiannon_D looks at the gun then at Anna.
<Storytortillo> (well with medicine you can stabilsie him, cover hsi wounds and set the broken bones correctly)
<Himiko> They.. they weren't here for me... they were here for you.... you caused this.....
<Lady_Samantha> (OK so I use medicine (specialty in emergancy medicine)
<Rhiannon_D> If it is what you think, then go ahead and shoot. Apparently, it's a favorite habit of you blaming others.
Himiko pulls the trigger (but forgot the safety)
<Storytortillo> (i removed the safety when i gave it to you
:))<Lady_Samantha> then to do that then I will use my special medcine to finish the job)
<Storytortillo> (rhi you don't know what Himiko learned inside)
<Rhiannon_D> But if only you could make me understand how precisely they knew I was reactivated and got to me, I'd do you the favour and probably shoot myself.
Himiko pulls the trigger some more, then tosses the gun at Rhiannon...
<Rhiannon_D> Isn't it more possible that they spotted this huge ship, instead of just me? Huh?
<Himiko> (throws it actually, but nobody who's angry can throw correctly)
<Lady_Samantha> (roll medicne+int?)
Rhiannon_D grabs the gun, examines it for a moment.
<Storytortillo> (Rhianon... they were not usingequipmet specificaly on you, weren't they?)
<Himiko> They were here for you.... if you weren't here then this wouldn't have happened.................
<Lady_Samantha> ?
<Rhiannon_D> Anna, please, get a grip on yourself.
<Rhiannon_D> You'd help much more if you assisted the doctor in helping Nathan.
<Rhiannon_D> Much more than trying to find who's to blame for something that's already done.
Himiko breathes heavilly.
Himiko has murder in her eyes...
<Himiko> (or unbridled rage.. just pick one)
<Storytortillo> Samantha you are buzsy with nate... he's a real mess...
<Storytortillo> thankfully neither his lungs nor vitals were pierced...
Himiko makes an attempt to grab the Thing..
Bill_Irvine enters the room, still swearing in a way to make even a prisoner blush, but suddendly falls silent as he sees the whole mess
<Bill_Irvine> Shit!
<Storytortillo> there was none dangerousley close to his lungs...
<Lady_Samantha> I do what I can with normal medicine+int (I think the emergancy medicine specialty applies here)
<Storytortillo> there are 4 bullet holes in his legs... 2 haven't exited...
<Storytortillo> (yes... roll)
Lady_Samantha rolled 8d10 dice and got: 2, 6, 10, 3, 4, 3, 7, 7
Rhiannon_D makes a step back avoiding Anna
<Rhiannon_D> STOP THIS.
<Himiko> You caused this...
Himiko flails at Rhiannon wildly..
<Storytortillo> You realise i will take a while to clean him up... but it is vital you do it as soon as possible... he may bleed or the bullets that are still inside may infect...
<Lady_Samantha> (nods)
Rhiannon_D doesn't attempt to hold Anna, but makes sure she avoids or blocks any hits.
<Rhiannon_D> Anna, I am damaged, and so are the others.
<Lady_Samantha> (I plan on using specialized medication after he's stablized to increase his regeneration/healing)
<Storytortillo> You start by bandaging his torso and then focus on getting the bullets out of his legs... it is helpfull that his pants are in tatters and that he is not wearing a shirt... there are more bulelt wounds and scars that were made by bladed weapons... these are older...
<Storytortillo> (okay)
<Himiko> You stupid thing.....
<Rhiannon_D> Now, instead of solely trying to hit me in vain, You'd better help him, or the others in the hangar.
Himiko flails some more
Himiko tries to get a grab on the thing.
<Storytortillo> (no need for rolls on the chick fight... you handle it...)
<Bill_Irvine> What kinda bullshit happened in here? Goddam Lib you crazy dumbass...
<Storytortillo> Bob entered and after lookign at you for a while just left...
Rhiannon_D dodges Anna again, and calls out for Bill
<Storytortillo> (Bill you noticed at least three more dead people in the black swat armor through the part of the ship you walked through
<Himiko> It's all your fault, they weren't here for me, or any of the others, they were here for YOU...
<Rhiannon_D> Bill! She's going nuts!
<Rhiannon_D> If they were here just for me, they wouldn't have raided the ship with armed troops, would they?
<Rhiannon_D> Or shot the others?
<Rhiannon_D> GET A GRIP ON YOURSELF. RECOMPOSE. NOW.
<Bill_Irvine> Ladys! Cut it out! We have enough bullshit going onnow! We gotta stick together wheter we like it or not! This is not the situation to get on each others throat but to regroup, get our stuff repaired and then do some serious ass-kicking!
Rhiannon_D says those words with a hard, almost apparently synthetic voice.
Bill_Irvine speaks very loud and commanding, even takes out his cigar
Rhiannon_D nods at Bill.
Himiko colapses to the ground...
<Bill_Irvine> If we kill each other those bastards will just laugh and we will take their work from them! We gotta think and do something to get our revenge, kick some ass and wipe those shitheads outta the orbit.
<Himiko> *in her ear a small trickle of blood forms*
<Rhiannon_D> What?
Rhiannon_D kneels next to Anna
Rhiannon_D examines her.
<Storytortillo> anan seems to be bleeding from her left ear
<Rhiannon_D> (inside the ear? like a burst eardrum for example?)
<Storytortillo> Possible... you're not sure...
<Storytortillo> she also seems to be crying without a sound... her eyes are blank and only tears are formign in the corners
<Rhiannon_D> (so, I understand she's not unconscious?)
<Lady_Samantha> (CONTINUING TO WORK ON nATE)
<Lady_Samantha> ((Caps lock))
Bill_Irvine takes a deep breath and shakes his head thinking about the situation
<Rhiannon_D> She's bleeding. I'm not sure she's out.
<Storytortillo> Rhi... you just realised she doesn't see you... she is looking blankly... without any cognition...
<Storytortillo> she doesn't seem to see anything...
Rhiannon_D tries to surface scan her mind for any signs of mental damage
<Lady_Samantha> I toss Rhi a "first-aid" slap patch
Rhiannon_D delays the scan, and applies the patch.
<Lady_Samantha> (L3/P2 effect)
<Rhiannon_D> (who rolls for that? me? cause I haven't got Life sphere...)
<Rhiannon_D> (It's Sam's effect, right?)
<Lady_Samantha> yes
<Storytortillo> (Sam that won't work)
<Storytortillo> (Rhi is matter)
<Lady_Samantha> its anna that's being treated
<Storytortillo> (okay then... how does it work ?)
<Rhiannon_D> (the patch is for Anna)
<Lady_Samantha> (much like the slap patches from shadowrun (l3/p2 meant to heal/restore injury/damage)
<Himiko> (it's a Charm Asmo..)
<Storytortillo> (okay Roll)
Lady_Samantha rolled 3d10 dice and got: 3, 6, 2
<Storytortillo> (Rhi place it under the neck...)
<Storytortillo> As you palce the patch under the neck it prickles her skin sending out enzymes through the blood... the seeping blood stops from the ear... and in the brain the trauma of her impromptu sergery lessens... but it doesn't heal...
<Lady_Samantha> (surgery?)
Rhiannon_D checks her again, calling her name once.
<Lady_Samantha> (I thought she had a stroke)
<Rhiannon_D> (more like screw-up)
Himiko moans
<Storytortillo> She is still away... but she seems to relax...
Rhiannon_D nods in satisfaction, then gets up and heads towards the Reverend.
<Himiko> (okay.. bad image.. the only clothing I have on is a short bathrobe... and I moan *G*)
<Doc_Helga> (Hentai!)
<Rhiannon_D> Are you okay father?
<Rhiannon_D> (-_-)
<Nathan_Raiser> (grrr... mine!)
<Lady_Samantha> Bill?
<Rhiannon_D> (*snicker*)
<Bill_Irvine> Yes?
<Lady_Samantha> can you help Himiko to her room -- she needs to rest
Rev_Jones mutters to himself, ... Ashes to ashes, dust to dust ...
<Bill_Irvine> (*checks charsheet if he can*)
<Bill_Irvine> Of course, Lady... If you could tell me where the room is...
<Rev_Jones> (Roll Int + Bureaucracy, Bill)
<Bill_Irvine> (Bereaucracy? Hey, I am Mr. Red Tape *g*)
<Lady_Samantha> I explain, turns and such)
<Doc_Helga> (sez the player of Mistres of Red Tape Gloria...)
<Bill_Irvine> Can I lift her, or is there something I need to take care of?
<Bill_Irvine> (I think Gloria is almost Goddes of Red Tape, don't you think so? *g*)
<Lady_Samantha> (I think she's stablized currently)
<Doc_Helga> (okay -_-)
<Storytortillo> As you lift her you notice that she seems to be half concious... where you touch her skin she feels silky... you take her dow to the grand bedroom and notice that there is a pair of boots that look like Nate's in the corner...
<Storytortillo> you put her down on the bed...
Bill_Irvine leaves the room to return to the others
<Bill_Irvine> Lib you are a madman... a lucky one, but still a bloody madman
<Lady_Samantha> (continuing to treat Nate)
<Storytortillo> YOu cut his les enough to drag out the bullets...
<Storytortillo> and quickyl close the wounds stitching them up and then covering them with bandages...
Rhiannon_D is checking up the Rev
Rev_Jones is muttering prayers to himself.
<Rev_Jones> What your people do when one of you dies?
<Rev_Jones> What do your people do when one of you dies?
<Rhiannon_D> Die? My people?
<Rev_Jones> Surely you must die at some point?
<Lady_Samantha> (treating Nate with emergancy medicine speciality)
Rhiannon_D looks quizically at the Reverend.
Rev_Jones looks quizically back.
<Rhiannon_D> I cannot die of age. I am a machine, after all.
<Rev_Jones> Are you?
Rev_Jones raps Rhiannon's "skin".
Rhiannon_D looks down on the floor.
<Bill_Irvine> (Good Marv is not around. He would have something to say about not dying and stuff ;))
<Rev_Jones> You seem fairly intelligent to me. Are you saying that is an illusion?
Rhiannon_D 's skin feels perfectly soft, where it isn't burnt..
<Rhiannon_D> Intelligence is far different from Life, Reverend.
<Storytortillo> and where it is burned you see a thin milky film exposing some sort of stuf inside her
<Himiko> (Hitting on a machine Rev.. never knew you could stoop so low *G*)
<Rev_Jones> How can you be so sure?
<Lady_Samantha> (as i complete the basic medical treatment)
Bill_Irvine reenters the room with the others and lights another cigar
<Rev_Jones> (Celibacy, dear Himiko.)
<Himiko> (oh... yeah.. machines would be allowed wouldn't they *G*)
<Bill_Irvine> Where are we heading now anyway? We need to get somewhere to regroup and repair our stuff...
<Lady_Samantha> I prepare a special medicine to stimulate the regeration of tissues and repair of damages)
<Rhiannon_D> I am certain as this is what all my memory banks and sensory inputs show.
Rev_Jones shrugs.
<Rhiannon_D> I lack the fragilitiy of normal life reverend.
<Rev_Jones> Well, if you cannot think of the answer for yourself, then perhaps you indeed just a machine.
<Rhiannon_D> Which also makes the concept of death unimportant.
<Rhiannon_D> deactivation is unavoidable, what matters is completion of assigned tasks..
<Bill_Irvine> Rhi? What about if those guys had shredded you to pieces, ripped you apart and took out your fibres and lines?
<Lady_Samantha> I administer the shot via my hypospray
<Bill_Irvine> Wouldn't this be kinda death?
<Lady_Samantha> (roll arete for l3/p2?)
Rev_Jones stretches and stands up.
<Storytortillo> (okay... please tell me what it does ?)
<Rhiannon_D> Yes, this would qualify as deactivation, "death" if you wish, but I'd resist only so long as my primary tasks were not completed.
<Rev_Jones> And is this callousness towards "deactivation", does it also apply to humans?
<Lady_Samantha> the intent is to speedup his regeneration and healing as well as enhanse those effects
<Storytortillo> (i know waht it does... but how ?)
<Rhiannon_D> Callousness? By the time I am dismantled, father, I'd be outdated, and my parts will be reused to create a new, better machine, more capable of performing mine, or other required tasks.
<Rev_Jones> I repeat, does this attitude apply to humans?
<Rhiannon_D> Humans and all organic matter "dies" to feed the flow of matter that is required for the creation of new life...
<Lady_Samantha> (hmm stimulates the approriate hormones and triggers and assists in the restoration of normal function
<Rhiannon_D> We just mimic that pattern.
<Storytortillo> (okay)
<Storytortillo> roll)
Lady_Samantha rolled 3d10 dice and got: 10, 4, 3
<Lady_Samantha> (do I get any benifit from the medicine speciality?)
Rev_Jones stabs Rhi's chest:
<Storytortillo> (roll medicine and then arete, then)
<Rhiannon_D> (with?)
<Lady_Samantha> (straight medicine?)
<Rev_Jones> Well, let me tell you something, _Machine_. We do not think that way.
<Rev_Jones> And if you so much as consider killing..
<Rev_Jones> ... breaking us down ...
<Rhiannon_D> Why should I?
<Rev_Jones> God help you. I will rip your head from your body and kick it into the back of tomorrow.
<Rev_Jones> We are not a pack of constituent parts destined to be used again.
<Rev_Jones> We are human beings.
<Rhiannon_D> Do not threaten me, Reverend, for it is not my intention to harm you..
<Storytortillo> (Straight medicine... everythign above 7 puts difficulty at one down)
<Rev_Jones> We have souls, personalities, lives.
<Rev_Jones> The death of one human is ...
<Rhiannon_D> Souls? Personalities?
Lady_Samantha rolled 4d10 dice and got: 4, 1, 5, 4
<Lady_Samantha> *sigh*
<Himiko> (yeah.. tell her Reverend *G*)
<Rev_Jones> The life of one human is worth more than the existence of five hundred, five billion machines.
Rev_Jones sighs.
<Doc_Helga> (Ni9ce discussion ^_^ )
<Rev_Jones> Never forget that. Never forget that.
Rev_Jones backs away, breathing heavily.
<Rhiannon_D> Chemical equations too chaotic to describe, and influenced by such a vast number of variables that you have the illusion of uniqueness, when it's just randomness.
<Rhiannon_D> I still wouldn't think of killing you, or any of you.
<Lady_Samantha> (ok - do we use the old roll or reroll?)
<Rhiannon_D> My help is not needed, either way..
Rev_Jones weeps into his hands.
<Storytortillo> (old roll... but you only have one suxx... that's either one level up on the healign chart or two levels of lethal off him... your pick)
Bill_Irvine listens to the reverend and Rhi smoking his cigar
<Rhiannon_D> Humanity is just another cog in the machine that the cosmos is, Reverend.
<Lady_Samantha> (lethal, bashing heals faster on it own)
<Rhiannon_D> For, where it not a machine, even one too complex for you and even me to fathom, it would surely be destroyed.
<Storytortillo> (he has 4 lethal and 3 bashing...)
Rev_Jones snaps back, "What do you know? How would you know a soul if you came across one?"
<Rhiannon_D> I can see your soul, Reverend.
<Rhiannon_D> I can look into it.
Rhiannon_D smiles.
<Lady_Samantha> (does that mean 4l/2b vs 2l/3b?)
<Storytortillo> (it means he will either heal it al faster... or he will end up with 2L/3b)
<Rhiannon_D> I am capable of decyphering most of the chemical equations in your head.
<Rev_Jones> Can you really?
<Rev_Jones> Fantastic!
<Lady_Samantha> (heal faster than)
<Rhiannon_D> It's those that make you think, feel, act the way you do.
<Rhiannon_D> They're your soul.
<Rev_Jones> All this time we have been searching for a soul, and it was sitting here in chemicals all the time.
<Rev_Jones> Poppycock!
<Storytortillo> (LOL)
<Himiko> (3-0 for the Reverend)
<Storytortillo> (okay... in that case he has +3 on healing charts... he will be up in a week or two...)
<Rev_Jones> Go away, Machine.
<Rev_Jones> I thought that you would have answers for us, for humanity.
<Storytortillo> (+1 for magic and +2 for medical care
<Rhiannon_D> Your search for a "soul" is just a means you've discovered to elevate yourselves from the rest of creation.
<Rhiannon_D> There are animals that behave better than some humans that I've seen.
<Lady_Samantha> (ok who else needs my help?)
<Rev_Jones> It seems that you have nothing to give us but science.
Rev_Jones ponders a moment.
<Rhiannon_D> I'd rather give nothing nothing but facts, than give something that is a lie, a flattery.
<Storytortillo> (sorry he will be up in 5 days... i just checked)
<Rev_Jones> And you do not even have real science since your memory banks are contaminated.
<Storytortillo> (bashing will be okay in 5 hours, and the rest will take a day each)
<Lady_Samantha> I check over the Rev see it he need medical help?
<Rev_Jones> (only morally!)
Nathan_Raiser moans...
<Lady_Samantha> (that seems to have worked out ok then)
<Nathan_Raiser> Uuuuagh...
Nathan_Raiser opens his eyes...
<Rhiannon_D> Contaminated? Not really. But I must say that they are changed from what I remember them.
Bill_Irvine shakes his head
<Nathan_Raiser> ...Anna?
Nathan_Raiser sees Lady Sam and frowns...
<Rhiannon_D> Now, if you'll excuse me...
<Nathan_Raiser> where's Anna...
<Rev_Jones> Excused.
<Nathan_Raiser> and where's that blood god?
Rhiannon_D walks slowly towards the edge of Nathan's field of vision.
<Nathan_Raiser> and are we okay?
<Rhiannon_D> Anna is gonna be okay Nathan.
Nathan_Raiser darknes...
<Nathan_Raiser> ...you...
<Bill_Irvine> Folks? Dont wanna disturb your chit-chat and philosophy, but did ya notice we are in some deep shit here? We need to do something and get ourselves prepared, goddamit!
<Lady_Samantha> Nate how are feeling... did my best to help you
<Rhiannon_D> She's recovering, pretty much as you are, so I'd advise you let aggression aside for the time being.
<Nathan_Raiser> Thx...
<Nathan_Raiser> i was pretty wasted...
Rev_Jones puts his head in his hands.
<Lady_Samantha> I saw
<Rhiannon_D> You can get as angry as you want when your body can handle it.
<Lady_Samantha> rest is probably the best idea for now
<Lady_Samantha> Bill / Nate have we decided where to go next??
<Rhiannon_D> Doctor MIller is unfortunately dead, if we accept what Bob said.
<Bill_Irvine> I was just asking for it TWICE
<Bill_Irvine> But some of us were buisy chatting...
<Bill_Irvine> Goddamit, forget it folks... I will look after my baby. If you want to chat and die. Do so. I want to be prepared and kick some ass when they come again!
<Rev_Jones> People DIED!
<Lady_Samantha> how about we initially go to Bill's place so he can repair/restore his plane
Bill_Irvine turns to leave
<Lady_Samantha> anyone??
<Rhiannon_D> I'm sorry mr. Irvine, but I am not qualified to make decisions on the course of the Airship. But I believe I could help you with the repairs on your ship.
Rev_Jones flaps his hand.
<Bill_Irvine> Reverend... Do YOU want to be the next on the list? Eye for an eye... I wanna be prepared and get my revenge
Rev_Jones graps Bill's jacket.
<Lady_Samantha> I suggest leaving here and going "home"
<Rev_Jones> People died, and WE killed them.
Bill_Irvine turns back
<Lady_Samantha> perhaps to Bill's place or Nate's place so the various machines can be repaired?
<Rhiannon_D> Reverend, they attacked first.
<Bill_Irvine> Yes... We killed those bastards.. Either them or us... That was the choice
<Rhiannon_D> Thus, you had the right to defend yourself.
<Rev_Jones> Shut it, Machine.
<Bill_Irvine> Do you think you could have discussed it out with them?
<Rhiannon_D> And while eye for an eye can only help in making a world full of blind people, sometimes stoicness is not encouraged.
<Bill_Irvine> Forget it... Those are mean bastards, not caring for life but only for their own cause
<Lady_Samantha> so we should leave here asap
<Rhiannon_D> Reverend, I'll ask you of this.
<Bill_Irvine> They don't respect your life, not mine, not Libs, not anyone's but their own
<Rev_Jones> And ...it... isn't?
<Storytortillo> (jsut a bit i'm late)
<Lady_Samantha> perhaps to Bill's place or Nate's place so the various machines can be repaired?
<Nathan_Raiser> uuugh
<Lady_Samantha> I suggest leaving here and going "home"
<Bill_Irvine> Lady, we need to know how they found us, else it could be they catch us with our pants down while repairing
<Rhiannon_D> Please don't refer to me as machine, just like I don't refer to you as bipedal, and at least try to be as polite as the person opposite you. Even if the person is a soulless machine that you can't understand.
<Rev_Jones> Go on. Perhaps I can cleanse myself in work.
<Lady_Samantha> OK - Bill so what would you and Nate suggest we do?
<Bill_Irvine> We have to defend ourselves, our world asgainst such people
<Nathan_Raiser> oh stop this crap...
Rev_Jones sits down in the corner.
Himiko wakes up in her room...
<Nathan_Raiser> ugggh
<Nathan_Raiser> we... stay high enough to avoid a flyby...
<Bill_Irvine> If we can remove the source of the trackiong we can go to my place. I have plenty of space, lady
<Nathan_Raiser> we get everything running as goof as possible...
<Nathan_Raiser> them... we can talk...
<Nathan_Raiser> ouch...
<Nathan_Raiser> My lungs hurt...
<Nathan_Raiser> ... where to next...
<Nathan_Raiser> ... who attacked us?
<Bill_Irvine> Lib shut up and stayx down there and heal yourself, so I can kick your ass
<Nathan_Raiser> somone... should pile the corpses and check... out who they... are... what weaposn they have... or... can we get anything fom them...
<Nathan_Raiser> someone.. .should also clean up... all this blood...
<Rhiannon_D> Actually, we were hoping you could help us answer that, seeing that your assailants corpses were scattered throughout the ship.
<Rhiannon_D> I can do that.
<Rhiannon_D> And help with the sorting of the bodies.
<Nathan_Raiser> ...they...were.. .too busy trying... to shoot me... for me to ask them for a cup... of tea and ask them why they are.. .tryign to ... shoot this... ship up...
<Rhiannon_D> It is ok, Nathan, try to rest please.
Nathan_Raiser rolls his eyes...
<Lady_Samantha> that would be the best for you
<Nathan_Raiser> doc... how many... painkillers did you fill me up with... my arms and legs are numb...
Rhiannon_D smiles.
<Lady_Samantha> +needed to remove the bullets and make sure you were healing properly
<Rev_Jones> There are dead on board?
<Rev_Jones> I have work to do yet...
<Lady_Samantha> has anyone identified the people who attacked us?
Rev_Jones heads off to perform last rights.
Rev_Jones heads off to perform last rites.
<Rhiannon_D> action gets serious.
<Rhiannon_D> (oops)
Rhiannon_D gets serious.
Himiko 's head hurts
<Storytortillo> Himiko... you woke up on your ned half covered in one of the sheets
Lady_Samantha goes to look in on Himiko
<Rhiannon_D> No, but I'll try to see if I can find any id in the bodies.
<Storytortillo> But as you are waking up...
<Storytortillo> You see a face of a woman... the woman is screaming...
<Storytortillo> then for a moment you see a tube... abour 3 meters long and two meters wide... it is filled with green liquid...
<Storytortillo> in it there is something...
<Bill_Irvine> I wann know who have to visit to kick is bloody ass all down the highest Skyscraper I can find, drag him up again, kick is ass again.
<Storytortillo> around it people are walking in labcoats... talking about something...
<Storytortillo> then you see the woman screamign again and looking at herself in the mirror...
<Storytortillo> but you realsie there is no mirror...
<Storytortillo> ... and then someone is deagging the screamign woman away... as the one that was on the other side just laughs and heads into the light...
<Storytortillo> ...and you open your eyes...
<Storytortillo> what yu felt in your head since you awoke a day earlier seems to be subsiding...
<Storytortillo> you're alone in the bedroom...
Bob_Grant walks in...
<Himiko> Nathan ?
Bob_Grant is standing at the door...
<Lady_Samantha> I go to Himiko's room to see about her health
<Himiko> (Anna for you still)
Bob_Grant is dressed in his clothes and seems to vbe splattered with blood...
<Bob_Grant> Oh...
<Bob_Grant> I'm sorrah...
<Bob_Grant> Didn't know you were awake...
<Bob_Grant> excuse me...
Bob_Grant is bobbing his head as he si talking and just walks away as if in a daze of some sort
<Lady_Samantha> (ok - Anna's room)
<Himiko> It's okay..
Bob_Grant has already left...
Lady_Samantha arrives at Anna's room
Lady_Samantha knocks on the door, then enters
<Lady_Samantha> How are you feeling?
<Himiko> How's Nathan ?
<Lady_Samantha> better -- just finished working on him
<Lady_Samantha> should be up and about within a week
<Himiko> I have to see him...
Himiko gets up and walks towards the door (still in bathrobe)
<Lady_Samantha> please, - let me check you
Lady_Samantha takes out her tricorder and scans Anna
<Lady_Samantha> (roll?)
<Storytortillo> (Life 1 ?)
<Lady_Samantha> (life1/prime1 yes)
<Storytortillo> (okay... roll)
Lady_Samantha rolled 3d10 dice and got: 2, 4, 3
Himiko waits impatiently.
<Lady_Samantha> *sigh*
<Lady_Samantha> I walk Anna back to where Nate is
<Storytortillo> She seems to be okay... there are signs of stress... and some minor inner imbalcne... there also seemed to be some sort of prime shadow... but it was just a glitch
Himiko hugs Nathan almost too hard
<Lady_Samantha> take care there -- he's still recovering
<Nathan_Raiser> Owwww
<Himiko> I'm so sorry... you were bleeding and I.....
<Himiko> I'm so sorry...
Nathan_Raiser is still lying down there in a already crusting pool of blood... he's bandaged all over and has patches oon his head...
<Nathan_Raiser> ...
Himiko squeezes her hug again and begins crying softly.
<Nathan_Raiser> Yes.... you were busy trying to order the corpse around...
Nathan_Raiser smiles
Nathan_Raiser makes a grimace... and moves his left hand awkeardly to her back and returns the hug... though quite flimsily...
<Lady_Samantha> could we suggest that Nate transfer to someplace a little "cleaner" and get some rest
<Lady_Samantha> Anna-- can you walk him to a room to rest?
<Nathan_Raiser> (WALK !? ROTFL :)(
<Lady_Samantha> (I dunno, have they got a wheelchair?)
<Himiko> (no)
<Lady_Samantha> stretcher?
<Himiko> (no)
<Lady_Samantha> poles and blankets to make a stretcher
<Lady_Samantha> *sigh*
<Lady_Samantha> Rhi find anything usefull?
Himiko just softly cries while hugging Nathan..
Nathan_Raiser tries to hug her stronger but he cannot
Rhiannon_D has been busy dragging the bodies to a corner of the cargo bay, removing any ammunition and firearms they're carrying, plus anything that looks like identification or of any use.
Lady_Samantha tried to find a way to transport Nate but appears to have failed
Rev_Jones has performed the last rites on all the bodies, and will hit Rhi if she tries to move them before he has finished.
Rhiannon_D is trying not to disturb the Rev
<Nathan_Raiser> i...m... sorry i didn't get there earlier... before that guy...
<Rhiannon_D> (I was writing that before you posted... *sigh*)
<Anna> He... that guy... he knew me.....
Nick change: Anna -> Himiko
<Nathan_Raiser> What!?
Nathan_Raiser makes a griamce as the cry hurts like hell
<Himiko> He knew me.... called me Himiko... and said that I was AWOL...... and that they should deal with me when they encounter me.....
<Himiko> and he asked how I removed my ... DEI...
Lady_Samantha wonders whats a DEI?
<Nathan_Raiser> what... the heck?
<Nathan_Raiser> ...were... they... here...for you then?
<Himiko> no..
<Himiko> he seemed surprised to see.... me ... here
<Lady_Samantha> ok - so what are we doing (Rev is doing rites for the dead, Rhi is collecting whatever might be usefull from them
<Lady_Samantha> )
<Himiko> (I'm telling that I used to work for the people who attacked you)
<Lady_Samantha> hmm
<Lady_Samantha> (ok so what has Rhi found on the bodies)
<Nathan_Raiser> i think i need to sleep now...
<Himiko> Bill, could you carry him to the sleeping quarters.. there's some spare bedrooms there....
<Himiko> Nathan, before you go to sleep... do you have a place where we can go to repair the damage and recuperate ?
<Bill_Irvine> I hope Lib's thoughts don't carry over to other people...
<Storytortillo> ... no... not... here...
<Bill_Irvine> Goddam, I didn't even had to carry you in Nam
<Bill_Irvine> Can he be lifted safely?
<Storytortillo> keep hight and try nad keep us clowe to the coast... we should be in trouble...
<Rhiannon_D> (erm)
<Storytortillo> anna... come and visit me when i wake up...
<Storytortillo> (AAARGH)
<Nathan_Raiser> (ERASE THAT)
<Bill_Irvine> (.oO(The ST has a crush on one of the PCs??? *eg*))
<Nathan_Raiser> Keep us high, and don't let us move into the ocean... mabe even leave the ship to the winds and just keep... it on the same level...
<Doc_Helga> (hehe)
Nathan_Raiser winces as Bill is pulling him out...
<Nathan_Raiser> Anna... could you please get me the comm?
<Bill_Irvine> Lib, don't be a sissy. You know the drill from Nam...
<Storytortillo> noone... pulled me out from... there...
<Bill_Irvine> (.oO(Who wants to pull the ST out fo the game? Who?))
<Nathan_Raiser> ... i remmebr... me pulling your... three ton... carcass.. though
Himiko thinks: "Comm, where did I leave that comm.."
<Storytortillo> (it is on your command console)
<Bill_Irvine> You remember that bet, where I drank a little too much and you had to drag me, but don't remember your ass almost kissing the jungle floor good-bye?
<Himiko> I'll show you to the guest rooms.. if any of you wants a room.. there's more than enough space...
<Lady_Samantha> brb
Rhiannon_D finally finishes with the bodies, and sits in a corner of the bay, looking at them and the rev.
Rhiannon_D frowns
Rhiannon_D looks around at the bay.
<Storytortillo> Your bike is there... as well as the plane that was covering you and the corpses the reverend coverd with sheets and is ppreformign soem sort of a ritual on
<Rev_Jones> So... what do we have?
<Rev_Jones> (keep up, ST! The rites are done already!)
<Storytortillo> There is a pile of weapons and armor... as well as comm devices and some odd small devices with screens...
<Storytortillo> Each of the mahd grendes on them, two fragmentation and three cylindrical ones withoout any markings...
Rhiannon_D sees nothing unusual, at least not what she's looking for.
<Storytortillo> Rev... you do...
<Rev_Jones> You can take the weapons... I will see if I can get their comms to work.
<Storytortillo> the weapons are all very expensive...
<Storytortillo> top of the line
Rhiannon_D decides to check out the weapons, armor, and other human technological advancements..
<Rev_Jones> (like I know that!)
<Storytortillo> if each wasn't exactly the same like the rest you'd be sure they are custom...
<Storytortillo> (even you know that)
<Storytortillo> (they look too high tech to be normal guns)
Rev_Jones fiddles with the comms units. Are any of them still functional?
Rhiannon_D takes one and examines it, making sure she doesn't go anywhere near the trigger.
<Bill_Irvine> (wahhh... I hope they are not. They will be traceable for sure -_-)
<Storytortillo> Most of them are... some arespaltterd with blood and some were obviously broken by bullets...
<Storytortillo> their anteanna loosk short range...
Himiko sets a course on the bridge to stay above the Andes, but below the clouds..
<Storytortillo> but they are still working
Rev_Jones puts a working comm unit in his ear.
<Storytortillo> there is nothing
<Rev_Jones> Hmmm... perhaps we can extend the range. Shouldn't be that difficult.
Rev_Jones carries 2-3 units up into the B52 cockpit and starts playing with wires.
<Storytortillo> (do you try to transmit or recieve? it's in okay condition but they are all off)
<Lady_Samantha> back
<Nathan_Raiser> (Wait rev)
<Nathan_Raiser> (Storteller is lagging horribly)
<Storytortillo> ...there's one thing... there are 7 comms... and 8 bodies...
<Rev_Jones> (receive)
<Nathan_Raiser> (i just noticed)
<Nathan_Raiser> As you press the button, a horrible scream goes through your head shakign your whole body...
<Himiko> After I've set the autopilot to stay at that position I'll place the comm on Nathan's nightstand and will find a chair and sit there waiting for him to awake.
<Storytortillo> (roll stamina)
<Nathan_Raiser> Anna...
Rev_Jones rolls some dice.
<Nathan_Raiser> i'd still help you even if you knew they were hunting you...
Nathan_Raiser smiles
Rev_Jones rolled 3d10 dice and got: 9, 3, 7
<Storytortillo> (so roll rev, roll :)9
<Storytortillo> The horrible thing stops... you felt as if you were gonna drop... you feal nauseated and shook up.. you also notice that your vision is swerving... you mange to rip it off... before you hear more... as you do that you realise that it has stopped...
<Himiko> Sleep now.. you need rest...
<Rev_Jones> Hmmm... too much interference at their end.
Nathan_Raiser grabs the comm and pressign a button utters... Skywarp... i'm okay... i'll coem down when i get better...
Nathan_Raiser dozes off
<Storytortillo> (interference !?)
<Storytortillo> (didn't this look like a trap for someoen usign it who doesn't know the correct way to use it ?)
<Rev_Jones> Let's see if we can't break down the signal on that frequency...
<Storytortillo> Rev... your vision is swimming... you are at -3 dice due to the fact that the world is swimiming... you are holding to the table to prevent yourself from fallign down...
<Storytortillo> (oh yes it's just ordinary frequency problems
:))Rev_Jones wanders through the silly air thing looking for Anna.
<Storytortillo> (Rev... have you ever spun around so much that the world started to swim ?)
<Storytortillo> (did you ever try walkign during that ?)
<Rev_Jones> (Yeah... you just spin back the other way)
<Storytortillo> (well this happend without the spinning... :)
<Rev_Jones> (Bah, no welshman worth their salt would let that stop them!)
<Storytortillo> (ok roll dex :))
Rev_Jones staggers through the zeppelin, hanging onto every available surface looking for Anna.
<Rev_Jones> (Just Dex?)
<Storytortillo> (just dex)
<Storytortillo> (1 dice )
Rhiannon_D notices the Rev trying to move as if he's totally drunk, and goes to check up on him.
<Storytortillo> (i'll give you a chance not to fall)
Rev_Jones rolled 1d10 dice and got: 1
<Rhiannon_D> (lol)
<Lady_Samantha> (rut-roh)
Rev_Jones drops through the bomber's hatch and lies flat on his back.
<Storytortillo> AS you let your hands loose of the table you're holding on you make a step... and collapse downwars hitting your chin on the desk and collpasing to the floor...
<Storytortillo> (1 Bashing)
<Rev_Jones> (I thought mine was better!)
<Storytortillo> (you are unconcsious :)9
Rev_Jones lies still.
<Storytortillo> Rhiannon you notice that the reveremd has taken a comm with him...
<Storytortillo> but that there are only 6 left... and 8 corpses are covered...
Himiko sits on a chair in Nathan's room, looking at him sleep.
<Rev_Jones> (um, 4 comms left by my count
<Storytortillo> your analysys shows that the way the guns wee produced is of the highest quality...
<Storytortillo> (8 corpses... 8 comms total... you took one with you, one other is missing)
<Rev_Jones> (I took 3... honestly, you can't get the STs these days...)
<Storytortillo> (didn't see that)
<Storytortillo> (scusi)
<Bill_Irvine> (What do expect from a ST who wants one of the PCs to come over to him next morning? *eg*)
Storytortillo shoots Bill and throws him out of the Zeppelin
<Lady_Samantha> (/me is falling asleep)
Bob_Grant comes down...
<Rev_Jones> (/me uses dramatic editing: The ST's love boat is waiting outside to catch Bill)
Bob_Grant sees Rhiannon and stops staring
<Storytortillo> (LOL)
Rhiannon_D watches the Reverend drop to a halt on the floor, after banging his head.
<Storytortillo> (no you don't as he went to the b52... :))
Lady_Samantha looks at bob -- is he in need of medical attension?
<Rev_Jones> (it depends which version of events you followed, ST)
<Rhiannon_D> That's weird.
Bob_Grant is pretty bloody and has pieces of something on his clothes
Lady_Samantha scans bob
<Storytortillo> The DNA of the stuff on him is not his
<Rhiannon_D> Reverend, did you take any of the comm units?
<Lady_Samantha> tricoder (l/p/m/c2)
<Rev_Jones> _
<Rhiannon_D> (oops)
<Bob_Grant> (roll fuzz)
Lady_Samantha rolled 3d10 dice and got: 7, 10, 9
<Lady_Samantha> (good roll)
<Rev_Jones> (You find out that... the DNA of the stuff on him is not his)
<Lady_Samantha> (hoiw is he?)
<Storytortillo> You find out that he is healthy, but seems to have some symptoms of shock... the blood on him is not his... the pieces on him are bits of the brain of someone whose blood it is...
<Lady_Samantha> (I gathered that)
<Storytortillo> There is nothing magical about him and his mind seems pretty blank
<Rev_Jones> (He has an ingrowing toenail and latent diabetes that will eventually cause him to lose his vision if left unchecked...)
<Storytortillo> (yes... thank you Rev :)
<Rev_Jones> (sorry ST... I have to lighten up here to counter the tedium of writing an application form)
<Storytortillo> ( i know... but the scan was so good that she gets that as well :))
<Lady_Samantha> Bob-- perhaps it would be best for you, to go take a nap and rest
<Bob_Grant> But...
<Bob_Grant> the doc...
<Lady_Samantha> yes we know....
<Lady_Samantha> but you have tio take care of you
<Bob_Grant> but... she's... dead...
<Lady_Samantha> nods sadly -- I know
<Bob_Grant> ... it was Merak!
<Lady_Samantha> I take bobs hand and walk him to a guest room
Bob_Grant makes a angry face that looks comical on him...
<Bob_Grant> he must have wanted to kill the good doc, for that Raiser guy pulling a fast one on him...
<Lady_Samantha> Merak killed the Doc?
Bob_Grant follows obediently...
<Bob_Grant> ... well...
<Bob_Grant> i didn't see him...
<Lady_Samantha> I seer
<Bob_Grant> but who else would... kill the Doc?
<Lady_Samantha> see
<Bob_Grant> she was his worst opponent...
<Bob_Grant> she always upped him in science!
<Lady_Samantha> my guess would be the bad people that shot at us all
Bob_Grant makes a sheepish grin and keeps walking without any resistance to SAm takign him to the room...
Lady_Samantha gives bob some pajamas and tell him to go take a shower and then sleep... you need to rest to recover
<Bob_Grant> Can you leave the light on... and the doors open?
<Bob_Grant> i'll feel better...
<Lady_Samantha> nod nod
<Rev_Jones> (hmmm... Sam and Bob, Anna and Nathan, Rev and Rhi... does that mean Bill and Helga?)
<Lady_Samantha> take care
<Bob_Grant> (ROTFL)
Bob_Grant sits down on the bed and is mvoing back and front slowly...
<Lady_Samantha> *giggle*
<Storytortillo> Rhi...
<Storytortillo> what do you do about the comms?
Lady_Samantha returns to the bridge to see if there anything else I can do the hellp
<Storytortillo> (there's noone on the bridge now)
<Himiko> (and the controlls are locked)
<Rev_Jones> (which bridge? There are 3...)
Lady_Samantha looks for Rhy
<Rhiannon_D> I thoroughly check the bodies again to see if I've accidentally missed a comm unit.
<Lady_Samantha> (brooklyn?)
<Rhiannon_D> (gah)
Bill_Irvine heads for the B52 to check the damage
<Bill_Irvine> (The damage on hte instruments)
<Storytortillo> As you enter you find the Reverend...bleeding from his nose and down on the floor of your ship... he has a comm unit in his hand and there are two on the small worktable
Rev_Jones is lying at the bottom of the hatch.
<Lady_Samantha> I assist Rho
<Storytortillo> (lol Sam :)
<Lady_Samantha> *sigh*
<Rhiannon_D> Reverend?
<Rhiannon_D> Are you alright?
<Rev_Jones> _
<Storytortillo> rhianon seems to be looking at the apile of weaposn and armor and the comm units sorted next to each other on a table in the bay
Rhiannon_D rushes next to him and checks his pulse.
<Bill_Irvine> Goddam, what are you doing here?
<Storytortillo> she has ust went into thr ship as you saw her...
Bill_Irvine checks on the Reverend
<Storytortillo> Bill you see Rhiannon above the reverenf
Rev_Jones has an irregular pulse.
<Rhiannon_D> Bill?
<Storytortillo> he seems to be bleeding from his mouth and she is above him...
Lady_Samantha follows Rhi -- finding the Rev
<Rhiannon_D> The Reverend's hurt!
<Storytortillo> Suddenly... Nate's tales of the bloos demon course through your mind...
<Rhiannon_D> Where's Samantha?
<Bill_Irvine> What in all bloody hells happened here?
Lady_Samantha scans rev with the tricorder
<Storytortillo> (evil grin TM)
<Lady_Samantha> (roll?)
<Storytortillo> (sam... you're not there... yet... soon)
<Rhiannon_D> I have no idea. I was checking the weapons pile, and then I decided to take a look at the comm units.
<Bill_Irvine> Dunno... I haven't seen her.
<Rhiannon_D> He's got on in his hand.
<Himiko> (of course that is what she says *G*)
<Rev_Jones> (Hold on... how come Sam is suddenly invisible?)
Rhiannon_D takes the comm unit and tries it in her ear, reluctantly.
<Storytortillo> (sam is about to come)
<Lady_Samantha> (potion of invisablity?)
<Rev_Jones> (silly me)
<Storytortillo> (just a sec i need to see something with Bill)
<Bill_Irvine> So this has nothing to do with your arguement just moments ao, eh?
<Rhiannon_D> What?
<Rhiannon_D> What argument?
<Bill_Irvine> Your discussion you two had
<Rhiannon_D> I didn't even argue. It was a discussion, as you just said.
<Storytortillo> (she seems to have taken somethign from his hand...)
<Rhiannon_D> (look Asmo, this is almost getting annoying)
<Storytortillo> (jsut play... i won' let you kill each other)
<Bill_Irvine> (Bill wont kill after he had just told everybody to stick together ;))
<Bill_Irvine> Ok, if you say so. What did you take form him?
<Rhiannon_D> As I just told you, he had one of the comm units that I was going to check out now.
<Rhiannon_D> The ones we salvaged from the troopers.
<Rhiannon_D> He was holding it in his hands.
<Rhiannon_D> There's two more on the workbench.
<Bill_Irvine> Hmmm... Why was he messing around with those anyway?
<Rhiannon_D> I don't know..
Lady_Samantha arrives
<Rhiannon_D> (btw, as I've said, I actually put on one of them)
<Storytortillo> (okay... do yo uactivate it ?)
Lady_Samantha sees the rev, and attempts to determine his condition
<Rhiannon_D> (what is it like again? simple earpiece?)
<Lady_Samantha> (l/p/m scan for information)
<Storytortillo> The Reverend seeems unconcious... there isbruising under his chin and there is blood trcilking from his mouth
<Storytortillo> (no need for roll)
<Lady_Samantha> ok - I'll treat him with medicine initially, then look at how he came to be there
<Storytortillo> Rhiannon... it is a earpiece with a comm part extendign from there and a thin cyllinder tigth to the back of your head that holds steady...
<Storytortillo> you quickyl realise he hit his head...
<Lady_Samantha> (medicine+int) (investigation+int)
<Storytortillo> he jsut needs to be woken up
Lady_Samantha takes ordinary amonia sniffer to wake him up
<Rev_Jones> mmmmmmmhhhmmm
<Lady_Samantha> Rev -- r u ok... looks like you had a fall?
Rhiannon_D puts on the earpiece, but holds the cylinder instead of putting it in the back of her head, then taps the comm into life.
<Storytortillo> Rev you see white lights... but they soon clear up...
<Storytortillo> (roll stamina)
Rev_Jones rolled 3d10 dice and got: 4, 3, 9
<Storytortillo> YOu have a urge to hurl but you contain it... the swirlign that was is no longer there...
Rev_Jones lies still, but moves his hand slightly.
<Storytortillo> the cillnder is a prt of the earpiece
<Storytortillo> it is the trasnmiter/reciver/decoder
<Rhiannon_D> ok, I put the comm unit aside, and talk to the Rev
Rev_Jones sits up suddenly, hits his head on the ladder and lies back down again.
<Rev_Jones> Ow.
<Rhiannon_D> Are you alright Reverend? What happened?
<Rhiannon_D> You were holding one of these when we found you...
Rev_Jones opens his eyes again.
Rhiannon_D points to a comm unit.
<Rev_Jones> There is one missing... there is one still left on board.
Rev_Jones looks around.
<Rev_Jones> I said "There is one still left on board." Don't you want to go and track him down?
<Bill_Irvine> But where? How should I look for something on a ship I don't even know, eh?
<Bill_Irvine> It's not like we are on my ranch
<Rev_Jones> Not my problem.
<Rhiannon_D> He's right, only Anna might know about that.
<Bill_Irvine> It will be if they are going after uss to fry our asses
<Rev_Jones> I want to look again at their headset, see if we can listen into their conversations.
<Rev_Jones> Without getting fried that is.
<Rhiannon_D> Why don't we try to see if they work then?
Rhiannon_D picks up the one she left.
Rev_Jones smiles. "Go ahead."
<Rhiannon_D> what did you do to use it Reverend?
<Rev_Jones> Oh, I just ... I jacked into the plane's systems.
<Rev_Jones> Sorry Bill.
<Rev_Jones> I was on my way to see if Anna had a computer I plug it into.
<Bill_Irvine> Reverend, ever thought about being found by fiddling with their stuff and sending out out location?
<Bill_Irvine> You did what?!
<Bill_Irvine> Have you lost your mind?
<Bill_Irvine> Isn't my baby already hurt enough?
<Storytortillo> Rhiannon there seems to be a small switch on it...
<Rev_Jones> That's what I thought, I could hardly do anything more.
<Bill_Irvine> Why did you do that?
<Bill_Irvine> Why on my baby?
<Bill_Irvine> I should kick your ass all over the place to get some sense into you
<Rhiannon_D> Bill? So I shouldn't try to use it?
<Storytortillo> (it't not plugged in he's joking :))
<Bill_Irvine> At least you shouldn't jack into my ship.
<Rhiannon_D> ok then...
Rhiannon_D flips the switch
<Storytortillo> (stamina rhi)
Rhiannon_D rolled 2d10 dice and got: 9, 8
<Storytortillo> There is a horrible shrill sound... it is overloading your sensors...
<Storytortillo> thankfulyl you shut them down pretty fast and there is only humming in your head....
<Storytortillo> (the thing isn't plugged into the machine)
<Rev_Jones> Oh, deary me. It has gone and done it again.
Rev_Jones stands up.
<Rev_Jones> Perhaps now I can see about that computer.
Rev_Jones wanders off into the rest of the zeppelin, a slight skip in his step.
<Storytortillo> (damn they're rioting in Lisabon... the police took out riot gear)
<Storytortillo> (computer... 1980's :))
<Storytortillo> (we're talking about something BIG :))
<Lady_Samantha> (what like 360's?)
<Storytortillo> (souped up ZX Spectrum's... Oric's ;))
<Rev_Jones> (Oh look *another* riot in Lisbon... does this look familiar?)
<Lady_Samantha> (my experience was with IBM mainframes 360's 370's etc)
<Rev_Jones> (and on the computer front - it only needs to be able to route data streams)
<Storytortillo> (okay what are you gonna do now ?)
<Rev_Jones> (Sleep?)
<Lady_Samantha> (sleep sounds good -- been advocating that all night ;))
<Rev_Jones> (any votes to continue?)
<Rhiannon_D> (is quite tired too...)
<Storytortillo> The following 4-5 days are spent in trying to analyse the stuff and working on the comms
<Storytortillo> (just to finsih the story so you hear it all)
Picks-at-Flies looks your way, listening intently to what you have to say.
FiXXXer667 ditto
<Storytortillo> Nathan gets up and starts to walk aroudn the ship... Anna is spending most of the time with him...
Lady_Samantha listens
<Storytortillo> Sam and the Rev are awed by Rhi and spend their time between her and their own interests...
<Storytortillo> the hig htech stuff is analysed and found to be of the finest quality...
<Storytortillo> Rhiannon soon starts to resamble most of herself... at one pont opening her left arm and taking out her whole sensor array...
<Storytortillo> the burns close... but at one point... everythign flares up...
<Storytortillo> ...for a few momets there is a strong pulse... one that seems familiar... similar to somethign she felt before...
<Storytortillo> ... but before she has a chance to talk to anyone... a giant explosion is heard from below...
<Storytortillo> Something is going on down there... and it doesn't sound good...
-- To Be Continued --
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