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Players for this game: Vanadia, Almerin, YeOlde, Nomad D2, Odyson, RP Noob
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Odyson
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Welcome Stranger.......
The Staff Sergeant watched the members of the team come through the door he smiled at them from where he slumped against the wall.
“Lets just agree that we both helped save each other shall we?” Then he saw Sgt Romo,“Hey there buddy,” His smile broadened, “I should have known you were too stubborn to die. About time you guys got here. I was tired of wearing them down by letting them beat on my ribs and face.”
Doc stepped over to the G.I. slumping against the stone wall. “ Shoot that’s nothing, you should have seen how I lured that flying Gargoyle using my shoulder as an appetizer.”
As Max stared blankly at that comment, Doc checked the man over and assessed the damage to his face and ribs. Pulling roll bandages from his med kit Jack started binding what looked likely to be cracked ribs. Then wetting some gauze he cleaned and treated the cuts on his face and eyes.
“Wow you really did a great job bruising those Germans fists with your face. “
As the worst of his wounds were being tended he told of how he had managed to jump out just seconds before the plane went down. His chute had opened late and well, it had been easy for the Germans to find him really.
“You must have been in that truck we saw headed this way. Glad you chose to scout out the castle. But this ain’t no rocket fuel plant. “ Doc finished up and Max asked for some better weapons.
Then he said, “Ah, no one has found my satchel have they? Damn Krauts took it and I think we could sure use it.”.
“A satchel?....... Oh thank god, you’re a bomber. …Hot damn!” doc chuckled and smiled.
Posted on 2012-01-13 at 02:56:53.
Edited on 2012-01-18 at 01:59:26 by Odyson
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Nomad D2
RDI Fixture
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Sniper standing guard
Corban left the communications to those with degrees in communications . . . or whatever it was you learned when you got promoted. he was glad to have one positive outcome from this trip, even if it was just saving the arse of another team member. And one more team member might mean a better chance of saving the rear end of everybody.
So he helped get Brutal out of the pit as commanded, only adding a "nice grab, big guy," as he saw the precarious hold that had saved the man's life.
Once that was done, he took he usual position against a wall, on guard. In particular he kept his eyes on the doors - there had been too many surprises already and they had made a lot of noise.
He did smile when Max commented on their taking care of everybody topside. "oh yeah," he responded. "Lets just say there don't seem to be many. . . ahh . . .people topside anymore. Or much castle, for that matter." But he kept his eyes on the hallway and he listened carefully.
Posted on 2012-01-17 at 02:40:43.
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Alacrity
The Lonely
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foul voice on the wind.
Max asked, “Ah, where exactly are we going and what is going on here? You guys kill everyone topside? I saw a lot of soldiers here and frankly I don’t see this small group getting this far into this place.”
Max was very glad to find friendly faces in this dark place, and the team had another member. You took some time to brief Max on the weirdness that had been the mission and of the monsters that go bump in the castle.
Brutal took one of the machine guns off the dead german soldier and handed it to Max along with two magazines. "Not as good as a Thompson, but beggars and choosers right?" He says with a grin " We ain't seen you bag of party favours but if we do, I'll let you know."
Greta stands back on guard as the team regroups and Max is bandaged up. Considering how much he had been hit, The Doc finds he is in good condition. "We should not linger." She says nervously.
(Assuming you are moving down hallway and into the room)
the doors are open and ajar to the next room. Brutal takes his usual point position and peers in, pushing the door aside slight with the end of his machinegun. Once he has a quick look-see, he shoulders his way through the door and moves in. The is no gunfire and he quickly calls out a "clear".
Inside the room, arched frames of stone form a low wet ceiling over this room that was once a wine cellar. Places where great casks used to line the wall are visible and the walls are brighter in colour where the casks once stood, leaving ghostly reminders of what it once was. Now the room is being used as a barrack and dining area with 6 cots set up around the room, each with a chest at the end for storing clothing and personal effects. A long table occupies the northern section of the room and food is set out (bread, butter, jams, warm coffee in a dented silver urn, milk, sugar). In the southern part of the room is a archway and past them is a huge circular stairwell that leads both upwards and downwards through the castle. For below you can hear the sound of generators humming and voices talking in german. There is a strong draft coming up from the deep dark, and a foul smell to the air, like that of death and decay. Even over the din of voice below, there seems to be another voice whispering in another language, oh so faintly.
Posted on 2012-03-06 at 01:55:55.
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Odyson
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Keep Moving...............
Max was tended and tried to clue him in on what was really happening in the castle and what the new mission was all about.
Doc repacked his med kit. The ache in his shoulder and the pain of the stitches were reminders of what had been. John pulled a few aspirins and slid the silver flask from his hip pocket. Tossing in the pills and washing them down with the brandy would take the edge off the pain without fuzzing up his mind.
As Romo finished up with Max, Greta spoke up, "We should not linger." With that the group picked up and Brutal took point again. Cautiously the group moved through the hall and into a large room.
The smell of coffee caught Doc as he followed in behind the others. The room had been converted to a barracks and the occupants had left in a hurry. There was stairway at the back of the room that led both up and down. They had earlier discussed needing to go to library on the upper level to find the items that needed destroyed. They also said they needed to find the way out of castle in the lower level. So Doc made his way over to food as the Captain and the sergeants decide what to do next. No sense in letting good food and hot coffee go to waste.
Posted on 2012-03-08 at 02:15:45.
Edited on 2012-03-08 at 02:57:21 by Odyson
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Tann'Talas
Trilogy Master
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Firefight aftermath
With the brief firefight over, Romo was finally able to move forward and approach his long time friend Max. In a way it peeved Romo as the staff sergeant seemed to recognize him only then for the first time.
“Hey there buddy, I should have known you were too stubborn to die. About time you guys got here. I was tired of wearing them down by letting them beat on my ribs and face.”
“Yeah well at least your good for something. Look Max it’s great your alive right now we need all the help we can get in this crazy s***.” Giving the guy a brief hug Romo turned to the rest of the half dozen allied survivors.
“Ok listen up I need to converse with the Captain as to our next move so Corbin guard duty, Doc check Keller out and fill him in on what’s been happening since we landed. Clements inventory the enemy gear here and see what’s portable without weighing us down.”
Bending down Romo grabbed the last German SMG, it’s two clips, a Luger and a second pair of clips for it. Moving to the Captains side he steered the officer away from the others while conversation continued behind the two.
“Captain with everything going on, our ammo for our own weapons is going to go fast and as you’re the only one without any German weapons I think it’d be better if you added this SMG and Luger to your gear.”
(Slight pause for reply)
“Yes Sir understood, also Sir I’ve been thinking this whole thing through and I can’t help, based on this encounter, but come to the conclusion that not all the enemy troops may realize what the white coats and their upper officers were doing here. I know this is gonna sound crazy but we may be able somehow to join forces with some of them to shut this place down. After all Sir they are soldiers just like us for the most part.”
(Pausing once more for a reply.)…………
Posted on 2012-03-08 at 02:41:23.
Edited on 2012-03-11 at 21:20:10 by Tann'Talas
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RP Noob
Resident
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Moving on.
Max was stunned by what he heard as he was being patched up; it was hard to believe, like something out of a bad comic book or dime store novel. Yet when he looked at the squad members he could see no sign that they were messing with him.
“Well, I guess we got no choice but to kill these things and put a stop to whatever is causing these things,” he finally said as he got to his feet.
He took the german machine gun and mags that Brutal offered him and chuckled slightly at the man’s comments.
“Thanks Corporal, this is better than what I had.” Looking down at the two lugers still tucked into his belt. He made sure the machine gun was fully loaded and then when the group moved out he took up a position somewhere in the middle of the bunch. He moved a little gingerly, his bruises causing him a little discomfort.
“Clear!” Came the call from Brutal and Max filed in with the others. Once he took stock of the room he nodded towards the stairwell and gestured to Brutal. \\
“Corporal secure that stairwell.” He ordered; he didn’t intend to take over from Sgt Romo who outranked him. He would take his orders from Romo but he would put in his own comments when warranted.
“Orders?” He said turning to Romo and the Captain where they seemed to be conversing on just what they would be doing next.
(OOC: Sorry for the lame posts, RL is just real busy right now and I am not finding a lot of time to write up anything good.  )
Posted on 2012-03-08 at 23:38:12.
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Nomad D2
RDI Fixture
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A sniper stands guard
Corbin stood guard while the group welcomed its new member. He wasn't in command - and he wasn't sure what he'd do if he was anyway. Keep going down, I guess, he thought to himself.
As the group moved out Corbin held his position near the rear of the party. He tended to ignore the command decisions and keep his eyes and ears peeled. He did not want to be surprised. Those Germans were not the worst thing down here.
After the next room had been declared safe he moved forward and took a quick glance himself. He was curious about what was in the trunks. And the food looked good, but probably was not worth the wait. But you never knew about food on a mission like this. Where would the next meal come from? Meanwhile, he stood back near the door they had entered from and kept guard. Although he looked around the room they were in, he kept his eyes primarily focused on the hall they had come from. Having caught a snipet of German from the stairway, he figured Romo would be the one to look that direction - Corbin's German wasn't good, while the Sarge was fluent.
So he sat back and watched and listened. He wondered about the winecellar. Somehow it seemed like winecellars were a traditional place for secret doors. And this place seemed to have legends coming alive, so why not secret doors? It would be nice if for once having mysteries come alive helped them out instead of hunting them.
But while he mused these things over, and glanced around the room a little, especially where the casks used to be located, he kept his focus on the hallway.
Posted on 2012-03-11 at 21:07:42.
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Almerin
Typing Furiously
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eat drink
As they moved into the next room, the sergeant came over for a few words.
“Captain with everything going on, our ammo for our own weapons is going to go fast and as you’re the only one without any German weapons I think it’d be better if you added this SMG and Luger to your gear.”
“You are right, Sergeant. I’ll keep them with me. We will continue our mission, but I think it would be a waste not to take this moment to take any nutrition we can. Have the men eat and drink as quickly as they can. Take some coffee yourself while it is still hot. Who knows when the next opportunity will come, and hunger starves our wits as well. Can’t have that.”
He assumed the food wasn’t wasted by whatever had happened. He doubted there would be anything wrong with it.
“Yes Sir understood, also Sir I’ve been thinking this whole thing through and I can’t help, based on this encounter, but come to the conclusion that not all the enemy troops may realize what the white coats and their upper officers were doing here. I know this is gonna sound crazy but we may be able somehow to join forces with some of them to shut this place down. After all Sir they are soldiers just like us for the most part.”
Luke knew the man was right. It was highly likely that the German soldiers were looking for a way out as badly as they were. It would be tricky to trust them though, but they could always try to get as far as possible with whatever ally they would encounter. He had been considering this problem, and knew that the hardest part was drawing a line somewhere. A war was still going on, and you never knew how insanely loyal some folks were around here. Judging from how he had heard the chain of command went, the more loyal the more stripes.
“I’ve been thinking the same thing.” He replied. “Men trapped in the wrong space and time. We will negotiate with any soldiers we come across. However, we will not be forgiving on their superiors. Any officer we come across is a potential threat, and will be dealt with accordingly. Any SS-er we find is dead on sight.”
He looked around the room.
“We will each take turns in guarding the entrances to this room while the rest eats. We should be fast. After that we will move onward. Where do you expect we need to go, Miss Hoffstetter? Further down?”
Posted on 2012-03-14 at 15:35:59.
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