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Post by Marcethus on Jan 12, 2009 20:46:21 GMT -5
Upon that feeling of being watched Rhys carefully scans the area using a full spectrum sweep of his multi-optic eye (Passive Thermo, Low Light vision (Depending on the amount of light.) Also using the Optics of his armor if they are better then his Cybernetic ones.
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Post by Mierin on Jan 14, 2009 0:07:27 GMT -5
Sam simply nods at Cannons. "Just be careful next time and keep your eyes open." She then continues on slowly, keeping an eye out for any signs of trouble.
(detect ambush: 28%, pass)
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Post by chromalfean on Jan 14, 2009 3:32:31 GMT -5
" Will you shut up so everyone doesn't hear us coming if I say yes?" Shep countered as he stopped, turning to face Cabal. His hand was close to his rifle's trigger. He motioned off to the left slightly with a tilt of his head. "absolutely. one bird-dog coming right up" Cabal responds with a slight nod letting Shep know he understood "call the ball" |
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Post by dakota on Jan 15, 2009 14:09:44 GMT -5
Shep motioned for Cabal to take the lead, muttering under his breath," More like a hotdog ..., wait. Check this," He pointed at an oversized footprint, " we go company nearby."
Between Rhys' scanning and Sam's keen instints, both of them pick up on several figures moving in the bush. They were humanoid, and large.
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Post by chromalfean on Jan 15, 2009 15:46:41 GMT -5
Cabal broke left and made his way forward trying to circle around for a flanking position on whatever lay ahead, keeping his eyes open and paying close attention to his senses with his rifle at the ready. he used his armor's optics to scan the surrounding terrain.
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Post by Mierin on Jan 15, 2009 21:30:59 GMT -5
Sam immediately tells Cannons. "We've got company. Get ready." She then gets her rifle ready in case the humanoids are hostile.
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Post by Marcethus on Jan 15, 2009 23:50:49 GMT -5
Rhys tracking the figures he has spotted Unlimbers his CP-50 and begins tracking the targets as he tries to figure out if they are hostile. Using his amped hearing to see if He can pick up if they are talking.
(or making other sounds)
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Post by dakota on Jan 17, 2009 10:26:28 GMT -5
The chatter was low and gutteral. Definitely not American, or even human sounding. They were also armed, as the sounds of weapons being readied filled the air as Cannons clicked off his safety. " Humans. Hold where you are. You are outgunned and out manned." Came a call from one of the beings.
Shep studied the print. " Not very old. Brodkil I'd guess by the size of the boots, headed... dammit," He scowled, looking at Cabal as he took out his radio," Sam, heads up! You're walking right into an ambush!" As he released the button, he motioned for Cabal to lead," They're trail will be easy to follow. I'll try to keep up."
shep studied the track
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Post by chromalfean on Jan 17, 2009 18:49:07 GMT -5
Cabal was already on the move when he heard the call from Shep. he'd been holding back on his speed so not to tip his hand, but the time for that was over hearing the sitrep. Cabal pulled out all the stops letting his bio-comp, reflexes and training take over as he neared cheetah-like speed, extending his vibro-claws from their forearm housing and closing in on his prey.
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Post by Marcethus on Jan 18, 2009 5:02:39 GMT -5
Rhys Clicks the safety off of his leveling his weapon as he tries to count how many there are and how closely grouped they are.
(How many can Rhys see and how close together are they?)
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Post by Mierin on Jan 19, 2009 12:31:31 GMT -5
Sam smirks as she hears Shep's voice over the radio. "I've already figured that out for myself, thanks." She replies in a very quiet tone of voice, not wanting to completely give her position away if at all possible. Sam then does her best to look around to see how many opponents there are, and looks for a route of escape, should they require one.
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Post by dakota on Jan 20, 2009 7:24:02 GMT -5
" We're on out way. Coming in behind them." Shep called over the radio. "Thorne's probably on them by now, can't he ever move."
Cabal had indeed closed the distance to the ambush party, entering a small grove with six brodkil spread along the far edge. All of them were watching the other way and hadn't heard his approach.
Rhys picked out seven figures for sure when an eighth caught his eye near Sam.
While she tried to count her team's ambushers, a blur of movement in front of her loomed up. The Brodkil posed their with a warcry before bringing the Battle Axe poised over it's head down with a thunderous crash that narrowly missed as the shaft pinned her rifle's barrel to the ground.
[sam roll vs HF]
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Post by chromalfean on Jan 20, 2009 18:23:06 GMT -5
their evil washed over Cabal with a wave of revulsion as he saw the brodkil through a red haze of drug-induced rage, and he struggled to maintain control of his animalistic instincts as time around him slowed to a crawl. inducing his psychic ability to see the invisible (4 ISP), he gave himself over to his more savage urges and lept across the remaining 40' of the clearing brandishing his vibro-claws in a vicious raking slash across the back of the nearest brodkil's neck (strike 15+11=26, damage 5+8=13 md) trying to sever it's spine
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Post by Marcethus on Jan 20, 2009 21:08:09 GMT -5
Rhys whips about as he catches sight of the one moving near Sam. "Sam Watch out" He opens fire with a burst from his CP-50.
(Init: 17+8=25 Strike: 16+2=18 Damage: 24)
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Post by Mierin on Jan 21, 2009 0:04:23 GMT -5
(save vs HF: 8+2=10)
Sam immediately attempts to get out of the way of the broadkill, mentally cursing as she does. (dodge: 2+4=6)
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