Episode 1: Recruiting a crew

[dhakael]

Torn between nuking the entire bar, bursting THROUGH the wall avoiding both front & back exits, and following Chaz & Justice out the Kitchen, Jerran grinds his teeth and mutters a curse his friend Myra always used in her mother-tounge;
"Sudran-pnyehc' dedc!"
Booting the LARGE Merc on the floor with a size 12 steel-toe combat boot upside the head as he passes, De-Le Croix cats-cradles his fingers together, and as he enteres the kitchen doorway, turns around one last time.
"Arachne!"
From his tangeld fingers, glowing ectoplasm streams out into a fine web, covering the entire doorway and anyone close enough to the spells effect in the bar proper.
o.o.C.((Magic net..and PPE is down to 1/3 of total. May need to use that las-pistol of his))

Shaking his head Jerran mumbles sub-audiably; "What a week..." , following after the other two...

[frostwolf]

Justice was a bit thrown for a loop for one moment Chaz apologizes the next there's a punch thrown and then she's being dragged through the bar as a large man goes thump on the floor. It takes just a moment more for her to realize they are leaving as she gets her feet moving on their own. Well, that could have gone....worse I suppose. She says as she watches Jerran cast yet again into the bar. She shakes her head a little and smiles as they make their exit through the kitchen. Well, he's a daring one, I'll give him that. Perhaps he won't be so bad to have at my back afterall. she thought to herself.

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[dakota]

" Tell Derrick I'll settle up any damages next time in town." Chaz told the cook as they passed him with angry shouts behind them as at least a couple of the mercs got caught in Jerran's spell. Outside, Chaz smirked as he reached for his radio, only to drop it as a laser blast sizzled over their heads from the back of the building, and he scrambled for cover.

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" They went out the side!" Someone came out of the bar and stopped on the front porch. A few of the merc Kat had been watching stayed with the vehicles, but most of them ( at least a dozen) headed around the corner.

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A pair of shadows past over La Mish's cockpit, folowed by the roar of engines. Looping around into view came a pair of NG Sky King's, bearing down on the hovertransport. " I think we should go now." Wes suggested.

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[shiivster]

* Jolanda remains near the rear door switches, ready to open them so the others can join. otherwise she remains utterly clueless about how to help, a part of her yearning to help.

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[dhakael]

"Hmmmph. You TRY and not kill anyone and look what happens."
Jerran crouches behind the meat locker in the kitchen..looking past Chaz & Justice out the side door to the outside.

To Justice; "You would think they would thank us for not killing them outright for being so rude, but no... no good deed goes unpunished."

Shifting his gaze to Chaz, Jerran raises an eyebrow at his employer.
"Friends of yours sir? Or are we, your boduguards here, allowed to put them down? I just ask in passing..." ;D

o.o.C.(( any ley-line energy around at all, or is it dry as a bone for PPE in these parts?))

[Mierin]

Kat whispers over the comm "Heads up, guys. You've got about a dozen mercs headed in your direction." Once the mercs are out of sight, Kat will do her best to follow them, so she can keep her sights on them, in case the others need help.
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[nowhere65]

Rex busies himself in the engine room, watching over the gauges as the engines are powered up, making a few tweaks here and there to even her out a bit.

Every now and then as he turns or twists a nob he mutters a, "Thats a good girl..." or a "ah...so you like it this way do ya...."

When he got things as good as he can get them he calls up to the bridge, "ave we heard anything fromt he Captain yet? Perhaps we should go get him?"

[dakota]

With one of his pistols drawn, Chaz glared at Jerran. " No, I want you to shout profanity at them about their mother to see if they start crying. Yes, you can shoot back." He made a dash for his radio despite the shots from the mercs down the street. When he missed it, he continued towards cover, cartwheeling between two parked vehicles when a blast caught his armor's shoulder. " Okay, that was stupid. Would one of you call the others to pick us us?" He shouted as the side street became a cross fire from more mercs that had been at the front of the building joined in.

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(Not much for ley lines in town)

[Renekin Skywalker]

"Yes. Ofcourse." On the radio, so the whole team could hear, Windrider says. "Hold on, I'm bring up the engines. Watch for the dust."

With a grin, he guns the vertical fans, focring the vehicle to climb quickly... but, before it did, a huge plum of dust from the street underneath it kicked up, blacking the vision of pretty much everyone.

"Well, that was an experience." Says Windrider. <"Hold on."> He adds, for Thinks I'm a Tree's benefit. The monkey then grabed an exposed strut, and the vehicle surged forward at a clearly unsafe speed, almost trimming rooftops in the town.

[shiivster]

*winces as the motors start getting louder. then covers the ears and starts to loose her balance, as the vehicle starts to move.

...o0( this is so not like traveling on water. why did one say to me it was? elder's night wastes it is noisy. almost like a nest of gargoyles on the move from their lair .. gah ... ) *as she suddenly finds herself sitting and sliding a bit this time, as the cargo vehicle suddenly starts to move forward quickly.

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[dhakael]

o.o.C.((Perception +1 = Result of 13))

Jerran looks around and spies sacks of flour, and canisters of cooking oil, seeing as how the kitchen was being readied for the lunch crowd.

"Hmmm. I wonder..."

Thinking fast and hanging the consequences, he decides on the oil instead of the flour-sack. Thinking to self; "Loose flour + Spark = bad news if I screw up"

One hand on his las-pistol the other hand pulling back in classic satchel / molotov throwing position, Jerran hurls the oil container towards one of the groups of mercs. Calmly taking aim with his pistol, he informs Justice & Chaz in a low voice; "Fire in the hole..."

o.o.C.(( Roll to strike +5 from PP = 14 + 5 for 19 total to place oil canister arc in optimal position. Roll to strike with pistol aimed +4 from WP & +1 from Wilks design = 15 +5 for total 20 to hit))

-BOOMF!- As a cloud of superheated and flash ignited cooking oil erupts just over one of the mercs' vehicles, De-Le croix smiles and tries to roll forwards behind a dumpster (this is the kitchens' outside door after all ).

Singing (off key); "Waiting for the staarrrrrss to come showering dow-ow-ow-ow-own..."

[shiivster]

*Jolanda decides it just may be safer up in the crew section, but the bunk would have to be changed to the hammock. this bouncing about is so not comforting to the body.

*she regains her footing and moves to the wall by the door switch and hangs on, again, so she wont go bouncing about the floor like a ping-pong ball [IF they know what that is .. cause its sure what she felt like]. standing there with a frown on the face, she idly rubs at her bruised ego, and hopes no one saw her graceless floundering

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[frostwolf]

Justice took cover as she took stock of the area around them. There had to be a way to peaceably defuse this situation. That's when the firing started. She ducked down and started figuring in her head...Even on my best day I can't take this many. There must be something... She started looking around the area for anything that could help their situation, just then Jerran said something about fire in the whole and took cover, she glanced to see what he was talking about then covered her head waiting for the blast. Deciding it was time to get this problem handled. She drew left handed quick as a gunfighter and shot at two of the mercs with guns drawn. She didn't shoot to kill, just to disarm. Taking out two hands in the process, she checked to see if Chaz was okay, deciding since he was shooting he was. The radio would be a nice help, and since she hadn't grabbed one on the way out. Jerran? You have anyway of getting your hands on that radio? Indicating the radio on the ground. Preferrably without getting shot at? That would be a heck of a help right about now.

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[dhakael]

Glancing at the lone hand-radio on the ground, Jerran looks left...looks right...back at the radio.
*shrug*
"Um...no, not as such. I can make it tap dance, but bringing it to me? No. Not unless it's strong enough to 'rocket-jump' if I set off a fire-bolt under it"

-ZOT- *fires random shot down-range at the mercs not effected by the oil-air blast*

"And I'm nearly out of tricks."

He looks back at the kitchen door while hiding behind the dumpster. An almost longing expression on his face as he mutters; "Should have gone with the flour sack instead..."

[dakota]

" Now she tells us." Chaz said in response to Kat's warning over the radio as he fired off a couple wild shots. " This really sucks. What I wouldn't give for a couple grenades... Hey, you know this is some rescue you two put together!" He smirked as he fired again, this time taking down one of the mercs but nearly getting hit himself as debris stung his face.

Looking around, Jerran's oil bomb had worked, Chaz grinned mischeviously. " Here, see if one of you can pick this off." He pulled a half empty jerry can from the side of one of the vehicles and lobbed it towards the mercs.

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As the La Mish soared, the pair of Sky king's pursued, firing some warning shots acrossed their nose. Over the open comm channel came," Turn over the transport and you can walk away."

" Think I should shoot back now?" Wes asked.

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