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Post by juggernautsb on Oct 12, 2005 19:11:52 GMT -5
Lobo moves out with the group making sure to maintain his spacing and tries to be quiet dispite his bulk.
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Post by Marcethus on Oct 12, 2005 20:13:02 GMT -5
Rhys nods then moves out not bothering to salute as he moves into the brush with all the stealth and silence that he's known for.
(20% rolled for prowl. Dun recall what my actual percentage for success on my sheet hope you have that info Daks.)
Once he catches up to Shep he tries to remain unobserved for a while. (aka Rhys is following with out letting Shep know that he's there for the moment.)
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Post by Jon / Bo on Oct 12, 2005 22:07:03 GMT -5
Ellie follows the group to the "pen" without taking much note of the fighting between the "leadership" figures.
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OOC: Computers on the fritz so posting might be sparce.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Oct 13, 2005 9:44:10 GMT -5
As Mary walks ahead, she keeps an eye out for mines and traps. "Now remember, we're not supposed to draw attention to ourselves. Ellie, stay behind me, Susan, take the rear, and Dyson, stay with the LT, and keep the radio in a passive setting, and listen for chatter. We need to know when Sung's men are at their most distracted." She says over the comm.
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Post by Sensorium on Oct 13, 2005 20:09:47 GMT -5
Dyson falls in with Sam and sets to his task. He patches the radio pack into his armor's comms and keeps one ear on the radio through his helmet speaker.
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Post by Jon / Bo on Oct 14, 2005 0:40:39 GMT -5
Ellie gets in line behind Mary and continues on with everyone listing for radio chatter and preparing herself for the worst.
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Post by juggernautsb on Oct 14, 2005 10:02:27 GMT -5
Lobo slides into the stick trying to keep his spacing and trying to move quietly with his plasma cannon at the high ready.
ooc:prowl 25% I am at work and can't roll, if you dont mind rolling for me, thanks
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Oct 14, 2005 10:27:27 GMT -5
(OOC: Juggernautsb, use "=rand()" in Excel. This will generate a randome number between zero and 1. Multiply this by 100 and round, and you've got your percentile roll. Other spreadsheets probably have an equivalent. Note though, that this'll recalculate every time you work in a cell.)
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Post by dakota on Oct 15, 2005 0:38:01 GMT -5
Within moments of moving out, ahead there are voices speaking... French? Though they can't be seen, the voices grow louder, and are definitely concealed ahead somewheres.
[Tag, Rhys and Shep moved to new chapter]
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Oct 15, 2005 7:19:48 GMT -5
Mary slows and give hand signals the others to wait quietly as she goes ahead. She also signals Lobo to move in close with the group. Leaving her pack in Ellie's view, Mary quietly proceeds towards the voices, 'cause she's lighter now. (45/55% to prowl) After pinpointing it, by audio tracking, she tries to get a view of the speakers.
I've made 666 posts... bewwaaaare the deemon poossst...
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Post by Sensorium on Oct 15, 2005 10:44:05 GMT -5
Dyson half turns his head to Sam and says "Who the hell speaks French this far south?"
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Post by Mierin on Oct 15, 2005 11:17:38 GMT -5
Sam shakes her head and replies "I don't know, I was wondering that myself." Turning towards Dyson, she asks "Do you know what they're saying? I have to admit my french is a bit rusty"
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Post by Sensorium on Oct 15, 2005 19:35:53 GMT -5
"Do you know what they're saying? I have to admit my French is a bit rusty" "Rust I can deal with, not French." Dyson says, feeling strange keeping it so light just before he might be in a fight. (Tag anyone) |
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Post by dakota on Oct 16, 2005 0:37:14 GMT -5
Mariana slips closer to the chattering pair until a pair of men in Free Quebec armor appear beyond her, sitting on a large log. They appear to be studying a map when one answers a radio call. The clearness of the call makes it obvious the other speaker was nearby.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Oct 16, 2005 10:47:28 GMT -5
Mary turns on her comm, and watching Sam from the corner of her eyes hisses the whisper: "2 men Free Québec. Do I approach?" And she awaits a non-verbal signal to move.
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