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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 5, 2008 9:54:00 GMT -5
"Keep calm." Karson calls over the radio.
As Windchill turns her attention back to the house, she sees the SWAT moving into the upper level of the building even as police and CSI head to the lower levels.
Arcadian hears a progressive series of "clear" being called as a series of C-SWAT cops appear in the mist. The black-armoured troops move into the next room. "House is secure. Get those two out, and this one, then cuff the rest." Says the sargeant.
Arcadian feels a powerful arm heaving him to his feet. Since the player forgot to roll vs. Poison in the room, GM rolled for him, and the gas was starting to have its effect. and Arcadian felt the familiar calm associated with knockout gas.
When Tharsis lands, the police take over the suspects, and Karsopn comes over. "I suspect PowerArmour may be a little Heavy. You and Windchill make sure he can be carried out." He says in person.
On the radio, he says, "Windchill, Tharsis, proceed to the second floor, intercept C-SWAT for our pair of men. C-SWAT, acknowledge."
"Roger, we'll wait at the stairs." Says a C-SWAT voice.
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Post by dakota on Nov 5, 2008 21:48:48 GMT -5
" Understood, sir." Tharis nodded to Karson before lifting off, only to land at the front door. With a little difficulty, his huge wings folded in small enough for him to enter the building. He keyed his radio, " Windchill, I'm coming in the front, I'll catch up with you shortly." He did his best to hide his discomfort caused by folding up a twenty foot wingspan.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 6, 2008 21:35:16 GMT -5
(In the hosue)
By the time Tharsis finds his way in, Arcadian's been walk-dragged out to the door, so the winged fellow doesn't need to go in too far. Arcadian's clothes wreak of the chemicals he was using.
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Post by dakota on Nov 6, 2008 21:43:03 GMT -5
" I'll take him." Tharsis said, offering to help with Arcadian. He looked at his teammate as they walked to the dor, " I hate tell you this, but you really stink. Now where's Power Armor?"
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Post by kurff on Nov 7, 2008 15:31:12 GMT -5
"Funny, Remind to get a gas mask made into this suit..." he coughed.
"PA should be along soon." he tried to stand carefuly.
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Post by dakota on Nov 8, 2008 1:13:48 GMT -5
" Easy. I've got you." Tharsis replied, leading Arcadian towards the exit. " Once you get some fresh air you'll be fine."
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Post by Mierin on Nov 9, 2008 1:19:49 GMT -5
Windchill replies over the radio as she heads up to the second floor. "Got it"
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 16, 2008 19:49:17 GMT -5
Windchill makes her way into the smokey space. There, she sees Power Armour, still armour, passed out, with several thugs also out, and a blue-skinned guy as well. C-SWAT were getting them all in cuffs, with PA, left on the ground, too heavy to move. He still had a large shield, marked with bullets, growing out of his arm.
With the group outside, the air thinner, Karson trcked them down. Trouble shooter was handing over the footage, while Sock-Puppet Man was sitting patiently. "Well, Golly-gee, did we ever have a superific adventure, hey? With did fantastic, catching all those silly-dillies, and not really hurting a single one!"
"Sure." Karson said. "And it only cost us two of our own men." He looks at Arcadian. "You really should be more careful. Ever consider poison darts?"
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Post by dakota on Nov 17, 2008 17:29:35 GMT -5
" It could have been alot worse." Tharsis pointed out in Arcadian's defense. " I know he never meant to take out himself and Power Armour, but there could have been a dozen more bad guys with guns in there. I'd sooner it went this way."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 18, 2008 8:55:46 GMT -5
Karson turned to Arcadian. "How many succumbed immediately to the gas, and how many took their time and were still able to fight?"
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Post by kurff on Nov 18, 2008 18:21:41 GMT -5
"Only one came at me...the rest are asleep or left the Armoury through another access if it has one. No one should be harmed." he turned to Troubleshooter.
"And I could easily have used explosives or other live ordnance. Poison cards only hit one target. Better to hit all when you know your outside the effected area." he commented carefully avoiding an offencive tone.
"SWAT teams would have acted as I did if they had a pair of officers. We just needed better gear...I'll spring for gas masks for the team." he coughed, "and put a flavour to the gas in the next batch. it tastes horrible." he commented.
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Post by dakota on Nov 21, 2008 23:33:40 GMT -5
" It's not supposed to smell good, is it?" Tharsis quipped, folding his arms. " Really, did we do that bad for our first time?"
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Post by Mierin on Nov 21, 2008 23:45:47 GMT -5
Miranda winces and looks around to see if there is anything she can to do help.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 25, 2008 7:53:58 GMT -5
"Well, in a serious combat situation?" Karson says. After a pause, he continues. "You'ld probably mostly be dead by now." After another pause to let it sink in, he contiues. "But, you're not. You did think, or try to, to figure out the best way to subdue your opponents. Living through things isn't a natural talent, and I hope that you'll all bear that in mind as you think about today."
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Post by dakota on Nov 25, 2008 10:08:09 GMT -5
Tharsis' wings and shoulders drooped a bit as Karson's words drove home. He looked around, his voice subdued as he spoke," So now what?"
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