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Bromern Sal
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Some good, some bad...

West 43875 St. 52 High -- The Bartholomew School Grounds and Sewage/Runoff Drainage System | Night City Integrate | High City | UrbanZone - Day 2 (Saturday), 4:13 AM PST
Weather Conditions: High City (Thunderstorms, 15mph winds from the NE.) | Midcity (Rain, 10mph winds from the NE.) | Undercity (Fog and Rain, no winds.)
Air Quality Index: High City = 25 | Midcity = 42 | Undercity = 75 (masks required)

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Assessing the situation with a practiced eye, Echo quickly determines that the damage done is Ghlahn’s work. “Ghlahn’s been busy,” she reports grimly. “At least one member of a two man team is seriously--no. Wait, make that one member of a three man team is seriously wounded, another is down, and the third is providing aid trying to move the injured one out of Ghlahn’s line of fire.” Pausing, she turns back to the others reluctant to move any closer to the door for fear of positioning herself within the dim light spilling through the glass from outside. “What’s the plan?”

Fixer, usually unencumbered, except for his "Gadget Bag" is now wearing a bag with Casino's weapons and all the other stuff that the large solo has burdened him with. Once to the group stops at the door, he removes the bag with Casino’s stuff in it, rummaging around in the semi-darkness until he feels the grenades. Pulling four from the bag, he stumbles up to Vegas. Holding out the grenades, Fixer whispers, "I got four to start the show."

"The plan is, we go for broke!" Vegas stares at the four grenades that Fixer has pulled from Casino's bag and the words out of his own mouth in response to Echo's question do not surprise the Dapper Solo one bit. He motions to Fixer to put the grenades back into the bag.

"I will lay down some cover fire," explains the Chairman of the Board, "while the rest of you make a run for it to where Ghlahn is waiting for us."

Checking his guns to make sure they are fully loaded, the Frank Sinatra look-alike makes his way to the door, easing past Echo, before smiling at the Asian beauty who has captured his heart during the course of this bizarre caper.

Bloodbank feels a heightening sense of adrenaline as they prepare to move. Listening to the words of Vegas "I will lay down some cover fire while the rest of you make a run for it where Ghlahn is waiting for us!" he grips his gun a little tighter and pulls his arms in closer in hopes of increasing his speed.

Bloodbank speaks up, "I'm sticking close and tight to Blossom. Don't stop moving unless we do."

"Save me your best kiss, Blossom!" the well-dressed gunman brazenly declares and then, without further ado, Vegas pushes through the door and begins running at an angle that will hopefully draw any fire from the Sec Team away from the rest of the group before he, himself, opens fire on the unfortunate members of the security team who are just trying to do their job.

But it is Echo who moves with blinding speed the instant the door is swung open. Leveling her H&K MP2020 straight across the fairway towards the two soldiers, she pulls the trigger on a three-round burst. Black armor cannot protect the target and the man standing over his wounded ally has his head jerked forward, his body staggering towards the gym building before spinning as the third round takes him through the shoulder. He drops like a bag of potatoes to lie still in the drifting rain.

Still moving with blurring speed, the masked nomad darts from the dark doorway into the slick, gray night. At the pace she’s setting, it is easy to believe that she’ll be right on top of the wounded fellow within a couple of seconds.

Recovering from the surprise of the swiftness and decisiveness of Echo’s action, Vegas makes the decision to change his course. Brown leather long coat flying out behind her like a cape, the nomad has already eliminated the primary threat and with the speed she’s invoked, there’s no longer any reason to detour. Dress shoes slipping slightly in the wet grass, the Chairman of the Board clone darts after the lithe woman, leveling his weapon at the surprised, wounded guard remaining.

Ogata Roka cannot believe what’s happening. He had figured that being posted to a private school in Mid-City would be a cushy assignment—no violence, subdued and obedient students, and a secured compound. The night has most certainly been anything other than cushy what with the report from the security office that the grounds have been infiltrated, the search for the interlopers, and the sniper fire from the darkest corner of the compound that killed Eric and Josh along with the dog, Tripper, and put a bullet through him as well. If Marshall hadn’t started to drag him off towards the cover of the building, he’s positive that sniper would have finished him off. Of course, luck is not on his side and as Marshall falls face forward into the grass having been murdered by an attacker on a new front, Ogata twists his body about to raise his rifle and defend himself. The last thought that goes through his head as his face is demolished by Vegas’ round is oddly enough about his mother’s Ramen noodles and how he is never going to get to taste them again.

"What the hell are they feeding these guys?" Ghlahn wonders as the rushing sec team member finally drops. Refocusing his attention on the remaining two team members he has a choice. Target the injured sec team member and ensure he cannot fight or target the uninjured one in attempt to make him a lesser threat. In this case, killing the injured man will simply put the uninjured one back into the fight with a vengeance. Taking aim once more, the sniper places the crosshairs on the uninjured sec team member’s left ear and slowly squeezes the trigger, only to stop as the man stumbles forward to fall mostly out of sight behind the corner of the building with only his left booted foot showing that he’s not moving.

From his vantage, the red-headed sniper can see other lights in the compound coming on in buildings further away, but more disturbingly, he can see an AV-4 sweeping in from the front and knows that it will be only a matter of seconds before the heavy AV turns its powerful guns on the rest of his team.

Seeing that the two last members of the school’s security team are dead, Echo rushes right past the bodies and into the open grass remaining between them and their escape route. Ghlahn momentarily tenses at the sight of the slim nomad in her full sprint being immediately followed by the others. Bloodbank and Blossom are running closely together and a strange-looking silvery man-thing shaped like a samurai from ancient Japan but filled with holes accompanies them, sword in hand. Fixer is next followed by Vegas who pauses at the corner to look back and cover their retreat. There’s no way that the suited solo has seen the AV yet, not with the trajectory of the vehicle and the man’s position against the athletics hall. But firing on the support vehicle will draw its attention to them making escape impossible.

Sliding down to her knees and twisting about athletically at the mouth of the tunnel in which Ghlahn holds position, Echo brings her submachine gun to bear on the school grounds she’s just devoured to provide cover fire if necessary as her allies escape. She’s some distance ahead of them, but only a second or two timewise. Spotting the AV-4 descending on the school, her heart skips a beat.

“Go! Go! Go!” she commands, using her left hand to usher her team mates quickly past. Scanning their numbers, she notes that Vegas is just now leaving the corner of the gymnasium and beginning his sprint towards her. The AV is now nearly below the available line of sight over the gym building it’s floodlight sweeping the semi-circular drive for any enemy.

Dropping from the ladder into the murky waters below, Ghlahn makes way for the teams’ arrival while scanning for any threats in the tunnels. Already beginning to move back the way they had come, the sniper makes his way down the dank and rot smelling corridor.

Blossom is quick to toss her bag through the tight tunnel mouth and slide in on her butt until her smooth bare legs vanish over the edge of the precipice. Twisting to her bare stomach, she grimaces at the feeling of squishing mud and grass while sliding over the edge and hooking her boots on the ladder. Careful not to repeat the fall in the train station, she gingerly makes her way into the ankle-deep waters below, turns, retrieves her bag, and begins running after Ghlahn.

Bloodbank follows suit, though not tossing his bag filled with expensive medical supplies. This slows him a little, but the urgency in Echo’s orders to move has already stimulated the adrenaline rushing through his body like a match to a stream of gasoline and he finds himself almost stepping on Blossom’s delicate fingers in his haste to get down the ladder.

Having to wait for the medtech to retire from the field, Fixer turns and catches sight of the AV-4 rising back up again over the roofline. AV-4’s are the threat that no one, not even full cyborgs, can ignore. With the body-style of a minivan, the side doors can be open (and usually are) for the side gunners to completely thrash any target with 50 caliber weapons. And as if that weren’t enough, the nose gun of the aerodyne vehicle is linked to the smart-chip of the pilot allowing him to gun you down with equal ferocity. Fixer had worked on an AV-4 that had been shot up in a firefight with a cyborg who had gone cyberpsycho. The vehicle had its ticket punched and a number of the crew had been injured—one even killed—but there had been nothing left of the ‘borg except parts by the time they had finished. Waiting around for this thing to find them is not an option.

Tearing his attention away from the horrible visage of the AV, Fixer sees that Bloodbank is in the tunnel and proceeds to perform his own extraction with only a minor glance towards the remaining member of their team, Vegas, before he descends the slippery ladder.

Light breaks the roofline like a rising sun spilling over the dark yard beyond but casting deeper shadows before it—shadows that cover the dapper solo’s retreat for the time being. Not knowing what was casting the light, Vegas lowers himself into the run and deftly closes the distance between him and the waiting Echo in mere seconds. Sliding on his right hip like a baseball player stealing a base, the Chairman’s coat splays out underneath him, being dragged through the mud without care of ceremony.

Two hundred and fifty lumens cascade down the inner side of the cement wall, spill across the crease of the connecting yard and brilliantly crawl back towards the gymnasium as the hovering AV crests the building and begins to descend on the yard. Vegas scrambles down the hole and out of sight just seconds before the light breaks into the tunnel. Impacting the water-covered floor and sliding a bit on the slick algae growing there, the well-dressed but sodden man steps back to provide cover fire for the nomad hot on his heels.

Following the solo into the run-off return, Echo slips in over the edge but catches her coat on the skeleton of the bars Fixer had cut through. Turning to descend the ladder she is caught up in the twisted coat and her boot slips off the rung. Smashing into the ladder, pain jolts up her right knee just before the sound of ripping warns her that she’s about to be released. Too late, she attempts to regain her grip on the water-spotted ladder. Fingers slipping, Echo finds herself falling backwards into the dark.

Standing at the bottom of the ladder there is no other option for the Frank Sinatra look-alike but to try and catch the woman, with try being the operative word. Even with the work-tread on the bottom of his stylish dress shoes, the tunnel floor is too slick to maintain his footing. As the light from the AV-4’s spotlight spills into the tunnel, Echo collapses on top of him and the two of them crash to the cement and muddy, debris filled waters in a heap of limbs and clothing.

Impacting his left elbow and hip in the fall, Vegas winces with the pain. Echo’s knee is still pained from when it struck the ladder and the fall results in her landing awkwardly on her right wrist and forearm. Rolling off of the Chairman mimic, she mutters her apology (a barely audible, “Sorry.”) and scrambles to move off down the tunnel, obviously following the pattern that Vegas has been operating under where he brings up the rear.


Posted on 2017-08-03 at 16:49:23.

Elious
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Ouch!


Impacting his left elbow and hip in the fall, Vegas winces with the pain. Echo’s knee is still pained from when it struck the ladder and the fall results in her landing awkwardly on her right wrist and forearm. Rolling off of the Chairman mimic, she mutters her apology (a barely audible, “Sorry.”) and scrambles to move off down the tunnel, obviously following the pattern that Vegas has been operating under where he brings up the rear.
Bloodbank slows to a stop at the sound of the impact of his teammates slamming to the ground. He turns to see if they are injured.

(OOC: Check for serious injuries- Apply attention if needed)

“You guys sure do know how to get down a ladder quickly, Are you alright?” He says to them trying to lighten the situation.

“Make sure you didn’t drop anything from the fall..”

(OOC: Check the area for any dropped items rushing knowing we need to keep moving. Bloodbank chooses to move to the back of the group just ahead of the rear defense to make sure no one falls or collapses due to injury.)


Posted on 2017-08-07 at 09:31:38.

Hammer
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Hey Doll

Still wincing from the pain in his left elbow and hip, courtesy of the falling Echo, the Dapper Solo walked off the pain for a few feet as he brought up the year, before calling out to Blossom:

"Hey Doll," Vegas calls out to the Asian beauty, "Can you find us a different route to elude any pursuers that will provide us a way of escape?"


Posted on 2017-08-11 at 20:16:48.

Bannix
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Descent

After slipping on a rung, which caused his chin to slam into another one hard enough to make his teeth clack and see a few stars, Fixer grabbed the ladder firmly, then hearing a commotion below him, sees two people tangled up below him, so moving carefully he leaps away from the bodies and landing on his feet which, naturally, slide out from under him, he bounds back up and moves to help the two who are getting to their feet.

Posted on 2017-08-13 at 23:36:55.

Aletheia
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Ouch ouch OUCH!

[As the light from the AV-4’s spotlight spills into the tunnel, Echo collapses on top of him and the two of them crash to the cement and muddy, debris filled waters in a heap of limbs and clothing.]

Pain filling her senses from hitting her knee on the ladder, then wrist and forearm from her less-than-graceful landing atop the lovesick crooner, Echo quickly rolled off the solo. Muttering a weak apology, the embarrassment made her skin flame with the feeling, and she was grateful the tunnel was dark to hide the shame she felt. In her haste, she had completely forgotten how slippery the ladder was, and now Vegas and her brused and abused limbs were paying for it.

“You guys sure do know how to get down a ladder quickly, Are you alright?” Bloodbank says to them, trying to lighten the situation.

Testing her weight on her injured knee, Echo carefully got to her feet and started moving down the tunnel, stopping briefly to answer the medtech as she passed. "I'm fine," she lied, "but you should see to Vegas - he didn't have as soft of a landing as I did. But hurry, they may yet find our secret escape."

Trying not to limp, Echo made her way down the tunnel a hundred yards or so, taking up a position near Ghlahn.

"See anything we should be worried about on this end?" she asks the sniper, gingerly rubbing her injured wrist and arm.

(OOC - She will follow whomever takes the lead, not trusting her direction sense at the moment, trying to mind-over-matter and pain remaining.)

Posted on 2017-08-14 at 21:32:45.

   
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