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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Aug 15, 2011 6:31:38 GMT -5
"Martin Rayj and Nike." Martin called back. "Plus aother Fraser, Shep and, of all things a pair of cats."
Martin then stood up to be seen.
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Post by Tori on Aug 15, 2011 8:36:32 GMT -5
Tori didn't take time to take offense at the tandem being introduced as "a couple of cats." She agreed with Shep that a counterattack would be immanent. No time to waste with her exception.
When she crawled out of her cover she looked over at Kelso. "SO-3 Tori. You got any wounded?"
While waiting for him to answer, she began searching the dead rats. Any left alive, she would kill with a vibro-claw to the heart. She again focused on confiscating weapons and ammo, giving what she took with the team and Kelso as she already had an extra rifle. Any spare sidearms or clips she would keep. Then she searched each body for explosives sharing any found with Janxi. Last, she rifled each body's pocket for maps or other usable intel.
With bodies picked clean, she inspected each rail gun. She wanted to identify each railgun's type. If the plasma grenade did not take them out completely, she wrapped the receiver and trigger assembly, and a bit of the barrel with det tape, attached a cap and a detonator, shouting "Get clear. Fire in the hole, fire in the hole fire in the hole."
With everyone clear. The thing went boom one last time, only if it was still serviceable. If slagged by the grenade, she'd leave it alone. Surplus weapons that couldn't be carried by Kelso and his family or the team were also wrapped with tape and destroyed.
Detect Ambush [dice=100]needs 55
Detect Concealment [dice=100]needs 45
Detect mines/traps [dice=100] needs 45
Camouflaged
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Sense supernatural beings [dice=100]needs 58
Locate sound [dice=100] needs 84
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Perception: [dice=20]
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Aug 15, 2011 8:47:29 GMT -5
While Tori was getting ready to blow up the weapons, Martin looked them over (he wasn't pushy, or over her shoulder; the maker of a weapon can be seen, generally, from a respectful distance) to see what make they were. Mostly, as per original mission parameters, he wanted to know the rats supply lines. A supplier of the enemy is his enemy.
"No seriously." he went on, after noting the guns. "Cats. And well worth their salt. The other one's Janxi." He wasn't surprised that they were good at their jobs, but the sheer serendipity of having them in the first place.
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Post by lwcoyote on Aug 15, 2011 13:02:52 GMT -5
Nike sheathed her vibroblades after giving them a little flick, watching the rats blood spatter against the vegetation. As the Corporal spoke up, she turned and offered him an identifying hand-signal. "Martin and I, Corporal." she growls out, her voice probably b eing the o nly mutant-coyote voice around t his area. "And some new allies. Report, if you please.. we need to know whats been happening, and faster than usual." she adds, moving towards him.
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Post by Janxi on Aug 15, 2011 17:12:21 GMT -5
Janxi gave a polite nod when introduced by Martin. Mostly, she followed Tori's lead. She collected all ammo she could, and searched for side-arms, gathered weapons and rifled pockets for any documents or maps that would provide intel. Any intel went to Sam. She gave what she could not carry to the team, including one rifle each with ammo, and the same amount to to Kelso's people, with ammo. Any left alive, she would bite, in the skull. A jaguar's killing bite was more powerful than even a tiger's.
Like her smaller partner, she wrapped the railguns and weapons that couldn't be carried with det tape. "Stand clear! Fire in the hole, fire in the hole, fire in the hole!"
BOOM!
"Six, I reckon we oughtta get oscar mike. Are we escortin' Cpl. Kelso and his people back to Capt'n Tim, proceedin' to the next target er follerin' these here rats and finishin' the job?"
She looked around for prints to get an approximate head count and to determine their direction of travel. She compared this to the direction of the next house on the map and the rats' encampment.
As she searched the ground, she began to mumble a strange and chilling chant.
"O, Death
Ohhhhh, Death!
Won't you spare me over til another year.
Well what is this that I can't see?
With ice cold hands takin' hold of me.
Well I am death, none can excel!
I'll open the door to heaven or hell.
Whoa, death someone would pray,
Could you wait to call me another day?
The children prayed, the preacher preached.
Time and mercy is out of your reach.
I'll fix your feet til you cant walk;
I'll lock your jaw til you cant talk.
I'll close your eyes so you can't see.
This very air, come and go with me.
I'm death I come to take the soul,
Leave the body and leave it cold.
To draw up the flesh off of the frame,
Dirt and worm both have a claim."
Sense psychic and magic energy [dice=100]/ 40
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Land Navigation [dice=100]/60 (comparing direction of rats travel to known allies, houses on the taken map, tim's camp or the rats' camp)
Tracking [dice=100] (look to identify distinct sets of prints to identify number of rats, number of surviving rats and direction of travel, plus if any are wounded.)
Perception [dice=20][rand=9955245173574927493918370706458510531690307149666612617231929745]
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Post by Tori on Aug 15, 2011 18:29:43 GMT -5
Tori heard janxi's quiet and eerie chant. Her ears perked as she "rat foxed" rat bodies. At the second verse, she came in with just as low, and just as grim of a voice. Sam, Shep, Martin, Nike and Kelso could hear, probably his family, and any rats lurking in the area. It wasn't exactly a song, more like a chant. She removed her helmet, and with only a dew-rag on her head, her amber eyes looked ice cold.
O, Death...
Ooohhhh, Death!
Won't you spare me over til another year.
My mother came to my bed,
Placed a cold towel upon my head.
My head is warm my feet are cold.
Death is a-movin upon my soul.
Oh, Death how you're treatin' me,
You've close my eyes so I can't see.
Well you're hurtin' my body!
You make me cold!
You run my life right outta my soul.
Oh death please consider my age,
Please don't take me at this stage.
My wealth is all at your command,
If you will move your icy hand.
Oh the young, the rich or poor,
Hunger like me you know.
No wealth, no ruin, no silver no gold,
Nothing satisfies me but your soul.
O, Death...
Ooooohhhhh, Death!
Wont you spare me over til another year."
Martin, if he looked into her eyes, would know the Shagcats considered inflicting death onto rats almost a sacred duty. The jinn now unleashed would not go back into the bottle until the swamp ran red with the blood of the rodent. Every last one would feel her claw, fall shot by her rifle or lay broken by her bare hands. After the last scene, both cats knew the other swore a blood oath to kill every last rat in the swamp. There would be no more play. No more jokes, no more fishing or worrying about the food.
She looked at her partner, removed a gauntlet and drew a claw lightly over her bare paw to draw blood. Then she presented the slight wound to Janxi, and in the direction from where they walked from the last massacre.
"And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him."
And like that, an unspoken feline oath was made. For Tori and Janxi, and every shagcat that learned of the oath and followed them to this swamp, the savagery of the rats would be met by a far more savage foe. The she-felines of CS J-SOG would kill every last one of them.
"Yeah, Six. What's our next move?"
She wrapped a cloth over her hand and replaced both gauntlet and helmet.
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Post by Janxi on Aug 16, 2011 11:41:50 GMT -5
Janxi removed her own glove and gave her palm a light cut. She held the blood up for Tori, then towards the fallen humans from the last camp.
"And power was given to them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth." She finished the line line of scripture, and thus, an oath had been sworn.
She replaced the glove on her paw, and pulled helmet onto head and looked over to Six for orders.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Aug 17, 2011 6:52:32 GMT -5
"Kelso, We're running Tim's plan in a hurry. You all set?" Martin asked, finally switching back to the task at hand.
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Post by lwcoyote on Aug 17, 2011 16:47:45 GMT -5
The weird chant and strange, cult-like phrases and actions startle Nike somewhat, an d she kinda stares at t he two cats in confusion and concern. All the while, she too moves among the bodies, collection what items she can, but also searching to see if any sort of identifying marks can be found, or any hint at the origin of their gear.
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Post by dakota on Aug 20, 2011 7:24:43 GMT -5
Kelso shook his head," Nothing our medic can't handle. Couple rats snuck in on a probe last night, so we knew something was brewing and were waiting for them. Wasn't expectin reinforcements though. tim's plan? Who... oh, Captain Fraser. What plan? Only plan I ever heard was about ... you mean bug out before the rats move in permanently?"
Nike and the cats didn't find alot, but between them they managed to scrounge up 2 L-20 rifles with 3 eclips, a C-20 pistol with spare eclip,3 crossbows and 25 steeltree bolts, an assortment of knives and short swords, 2 kittani grenades, 2 kittani wrist blaster lasers and a CS speargun with a spare spear amongst assorted personal items (mostly junk and "trophies"). the railguns, before being blown to smithereens, were clearly standard issue SAMAS rifles mounted on carts. Most of the rats body armor was cobbled from dinosaur skin, and peices of CS and Kittani armor
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Aug 20, 2011 12:49:10 GMT -5
Martin was not too happy that it was a mix of technology. One source meant one supply line. These mice were scavenging, and probably meeting with people on both sides of the swamp.
"You may have noticed that they've upped their game a little."Martin responded, moving to the far side of the village, watching the way ahead before the group returned to the path. "So we're running the ring before it becomes a gauntlet. Ma'am, we shouldn't linger long. Those rats that ran will regroup, and we have more villages to visit."
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Post by Tori on Aug 21, 2011 12:03:58 GMT -5
"Reckon they're buyin' from the splooges and the changos. Pro'lly sellin' whatever they kin capture, includin' their own, as slaves. Mebbe the splooges are jus givin' it to 'em knowin' they'll spread like weeds and are gon' run into the CS one of these days. This other gear they pro'lly done stoled from our guys and dumbass adventurers."
It grieved her sorely to see a CS speargun in the rats' trophies. Although she scavenged one long weapon already, she tucked the spear-gun into her pack. No way in hell was she going to leave behind another SEAL's weapon. Already encumbered to a point, she claimed the wrist blasters and strapped them on. Her strength meant lugging a few more weapons wasn't that of a deal. She would need them herself before this war ended, or would pass them on to some of Tim's people or the woefully under-armed marlins. Any armor or hide she could use to patch her own she would also lay claim to.
To replace her expended grenade, she kept one, and passes the other to Janxi.
"As far as I know, this here's an evac. Don't know nuttin beyond that."
She saw Nike staring at her with concern, and Tori's tail swished. "It's scripture plus an ol' timey dirge. We ain't evokin' nuttin, well, 'cept ourselves and every shagcat to ever come to this here swamp. Cuz of what them rats did, me and Janxi, and every other moggy from our clowder back home to come to this swamp is gon kill every rat they meet and leave 'em where they fall. And that's jus what we swore we was gon' do."
Detect Ambush [dice=100]needs 55
Detect Concealment [dice=100]needs 45
Detect mines/traps [dice=100] needs 45
Camouflaged
Sense psychic and magic energy [dice=100]needs 40
Sense supernatural beings [dice=100]needs 58
Locate sound [dice=100] needs 84
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Perception: [dice=20][rand=188300112169620619687964845477575632200177095912915825770721109944]
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Post by dakota on Aug 22, 2011 10:18:11 GMT -5
"Quit hoggin' all the take, furball." Shep said with an even tone while giving Tori a knuckle rub under the chin. "you keep loading yourself up and I'll have to let Nike do all the point work because you'll be bogged down. Let's spread around what's worth keeping and slag the rest, including the locals."
Kelso looked at Martin. " Run? We aren't going anywheres.On who's authority?" He scoffed.
Behind him a female trooper Martin and Nike didn't recognizeappeared, her armor in worse condition and her arm slung. " Kelso, they've got kids here."
" Don't start, Flygirl. You of all know what we're up against. Better off going to ground until the vermin pass."
Flygirl groan," 2nd Lt. Gail Black. Kelso pulled me out of my Shrike when the Horune tagged me about three weeks ago. How much time do we have?"
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Aug 22, 2011 10:31:09 GMT -5
"We're after late, but before too late, ma'am." Martin said, pointing at the remains of the rail guns. "This isn't any kind of raiding party. It's a scorched earth." He looked sidelong at Kelso. "Like any CS should know. Just as they know what it means to be underfoot."
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Post by Janxi on Aug 22, 2011 10:38:12 GMT -5
Janxi took the grenade from Tori with a nod of thanks. She looked over the rest of the confiscated weapons and decided she had enough to play with for the time being. She watched Tori stash the speargun, but averted eye contact under their helmets. She knew Tori had yet another reason for the slaughter they were planning now, as if one more would be needed. SEALs were true to their own much the same as Marines were one big brotherhood. She may be a cat above all, but she was a SEAL next, and would get the weapon home to honor the man who lost it.
Listening to Tori's explanation to a disturbed Nike, Janxi gave a nod. "A shagcat onl swears a blood oath if they have been deeply insulted wif somethin' unfergivable, or if they witness an unfergivable crime. If one shagcat swears, it means her partner has her back. If they cain't do it or ain't got no chance, then the rest of the clowder can make good. If both shagcats in a pair swear, then they muss ne'er give up their goal until dead, then the next pair to come along muss assume tha duty. We take blood oaths right serious. Them rats are ALL gon die."
She continued studying the ground to sort out where the rats were running.
Sense psychic and magic energy [dice=100]/ 40
Sense supernatural beings [dice=100]/58
Locate sound [dice=100] / 84
Recognize sound [dice=100] / 76
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Land Navigation [dice=100]/60 (comparing direction of rats travel to known allies, houses on the taken map, tim's camp or the rats' camp)
Tracking [dice=100] (look to identify distinct sets of prints to identify number of rats, number of surviving rats and direction of travel, plus if any are wounded.)
Perception [dice=20][rand=665880861797729538522972928305983808499212199539604135955059294]
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