IC: Threat and Favor, A Team Effort Game Options

[Shadow]

His pulse is weak but steady. The drugs in Ohanzee's bullets seem to have done the trick. You figure he will be out for at least an hour.

[Grey]

Jessie runs back into the park and heads to wear she has the line tied to help get over the wall. Once there, she grabs the line and starts to make her way over the wall.

[grimshear]

[ Arden ]

Slapping the big mental "off" button in his mind for the active sensors, Arden pulls enough free of the link to reach back into the storage locker behind him and pull free the Alpha from where it sits. Working the action and setting it down next to him, he uses the remaining time to retract the pop-up turret and continue listening in on any comm traffic.

And then he waits for the rest of the team to get their rather portly package over the wall.

[Leowulf]

Ghost Dragon slides down the rope that was used to lower Morgan down to the ground and begins ripping the tape off by tearing through strips down the side. Once he has ripped through them all, he grabs a big handful and says, "This isn't going to be pleasant."

With a quick thrust of his arm, Ghost Dragon tears off several pieces of tape near Morgan's arm and tosses them off to the side. Resolutely, he says, "Hurry and get the rest off. I will help you." He continues tearing off tape on Morgan's torso and legs.

[MrSandman666]

Ohanzee quickly follows the team to the ground and once he arrives immediately slips into the role of an coordinator the way he used to a few years back and the way he never really wanted to do it again since his failure, but he's acting on instinct now, fear and stress ruling his thoughts and mind.

Walking over to Ghost Dragon he slaps him on the shoulder: "Quick, you go get over the wall. The troll and I will go last." He then takes a few quick steps towards sink and says to him "You will need to help the target to get over the wall. Push him from the ground and up the wall. I will wait on the top to pull him the rest of the way. We need to hurry. And help that guy get rid of the tape while the rest is leaving..."

Once the rest of the team is over the wall Ohanzee will grab the rope and climb up himself. Once up there he waits for the fat scientist to be pushed in his direction to grab him under the arms and pull him upwards. Grasping the fatty and spongy arms Ohanzee has a hard time finding a secure stance on the wall to support the man's weight.

[Shadow]

The man suppresses a scream as Sink rips of the remaining tape. With some encouragement from the troll he finds his way to the wall and looks hopelessly up at hit. Ohanzee spryly scrambles up the rope and balances on top of the domes, snow covered wall. Sink then grabs the scientist and lifts him bodily up and over.

00:00:10

@ Warpath,

the scream of twin jet engines fills the air. The big samurais keen senses can make out the silhouette of an Osprey II descending over the compound. The side door is wide open and two figures clad in black stand ready to descend. A third is mounted behind what looks like a vindicator.

[Leowulf]

Ghost Dragon looks at Ohanzee and says, "Right."

After Morgan is over the wall, Ghost Dragon pulls himself over and makes his way to the van.

[TinkerGnome]

Over the comm, Warpath's transducer generated voice sounds. Two incoming in an Osprey. There's a minigunner on the side, looks like. Things are getting hot, what is your status, team?

He raises the Ares under his cloak, but retains his concealment position, not wanting to risk exposure unless absolutely necessary. He glances toward the escape route, just in case he needs to make use of it in the next few moments.

[Grey]

As soon as Jessie is over the wall, he runs back towards the Van and jumps inside.

"Arden, can you lay down some cover for the team while they make their way back here?"

[Smed]

Sink pulls himself over the wall, and then grabs Morgan, leading, dragging, or carrying him back towards the van.

On my way with thew package Sink replies, keeping an eye out for the inbound threat as he runs.

[Raiko]

Mirage waits until everybody has reached the ground below the balcony, then heads for the wall, keeping pace with Sink.

She climbs the wall ahead of Ohanzee and then moves outside the van. Redrawing her Manhunter she covers Ohanzee and Sink as they manhandle Morgan's bloated body over the wall. She prepares to jump into the Roadmaster as soon as Sink has got Morgan inside.

[Shadow]

The Osprey begins it's descent and settles just above the roof of the apartment. The snow and wind working with the 'runners for once, the men in the door can't see the street level. Sink bodily throws the man into the waiting arms of the Roadmaster, Ghost Dragon and Jessie quickly push him out of the way, clearing a path for Ohanzee, then Sink, and finally Mirage to climb in. All that is left tis to recover Warpath. Tense moments pass by. The Osprey's pilot fights the wind as two men dressed all in black and carrying assault riffle repel out of the open doorway an on to the balcony. It won't take them long to figure out what happened, and where to look.

[MrSandman666]

Ohanzee pulls with full force, digging his feet into the wall. He can't help but lean far backwards in the process. As the weight of Morgans body shifts over the wall Ohanzee suddenly loses his counterweight, falling flat ob his back - and lets out a sigh of relief as Morgan impacts only a few inches away from him, tangibly shaking the ground.
Ohanzee doesn't need long to gather himself and is standing again as soon as Sink hits the ground next to him. He rushes to the van and jumps in, his heart beating somewhere close to his throat.

Over the comm: "Warpath, are you coming? We need to go!"

[TinkerGnome]

Over the comm: Get going, ladies. I'm cover for another two seconds and then I'm out. What is the meet point? Even as he is think/talking it, he backs slowly toward the his route down, not giving up his concealment from the cloak. After making the descent, he ends up a block away from the action and crawls into the Brumby which he left there. He stashes his illegal goods under the bench seat and breaths a sigh of relief before heading off to make a rendevous with the team.

[grimshear]

[ Arden ]

Gunning the engine as the others climbing aboard, Arden makes as speedy an escape as possible, heading away from the Osprey's current facing.

As he guides the van through the snow-blown streets, he keeps a mental "eye" on the plane, ready to slap up all the countermeasures at his disposal should the bird look like it's going to come his way.

[Shadow]

The Roadmaster rolls out after Warpaths notification comes over the net. The big tires plow through the snow like mud. Only occasionally does the vehicle lurch as the tires lose group.

On the electronic battlefield Arden can see the Osprey as a bright beacon of glowing energy. The VTOL makes no effort to hide it's presence. Pulses of electronic emmisions emanate from it, painting everything within a thousand meters. Everything but the expertly driven Roadmaster. It takes five minutes for the rigger to cover enough distance to be sure. The Osprey is well behind.

@ Warpath,

The Roadmaster rolls out underneath you. The Osprey continues to hover as a third individual, much more unsteady on his feet, is lowered down. The first two men hang out on the balcony talking, their weapons slung in a comfortable position. Intrigued you stay to watch. After ten minutes of hovering all three are raised back up into the belly of the vtol. It banks, swivels it's engines, and blast back to the south.

[TinkerGnome]

Warpath stays to watch for a bit before trying to pull his Brumby back onto the road. He taps his comm, and tries to get a return signal, from the team, if they are still in range. If it becomes apparent that they aren't, he fumbles for his cellphone with chilled fingers and makes a call to Jessie's cell phone.

The Brumby slides a good deal as he tries to drive, though he thinks he can manage if he goes very slowly.

[Grey]

Jessie sees the incoming and opens the line after running her encryption over it. "Speak to me."

All the while, she had reached into her backpack and pulled out a bug scanner. She carefully runs it over Kyle's body, making sure he is clean.

[TinkerGnome]

Over the phone, Warpath's voice comes, "Yeah, honey, that cake I was baking for the Johnsons went south. Three things came out of it and about ten minutes later, it just went south on me. This snow is killing me so I might be a little late for our appointment. Send me the address again through my pager, I think my pocket secretary ate it. I'll talk to you later. Be careful out there."

He hangs up the phone and hopes that his message came through, despite the doublespeak. The number of cellphones active in the area was likely to be nearly nill and he didn't want the message giving anything away.

[Grey]

Jessie sighs as she disconnects the line.

"Warpath just gave me the all clear. He'll be meeting up with us later. I'm gunna call the Johnson and get a meeting setup for us. Anyone have any spots they prefer to have the dropoff at?"

Once Jessie verifies that Kyle is bug-free, she dials up the Johnson.

[grimshear]

[ Arden ]

As his slack form lays cradled in the front seat, Ardens slightly tinny voice comes out of a small speaker set into the rear wall.

"So long as it's warm, I don't care. I don't think I can fraggin' feel my toes anymore..." The last bit is said as a twitch of a smile tugs at the slack mouth in the front of the van.

[Shadow]

"Excellent," comes the reply from the German elf, "well done Frauline. There is an abandoned building on 23rd street south. It is in the shadow of the Arcology, triple AAA sec rating, I feel we would all be safe there. I will meet you there in 2 hours to arrange transfer of the asset. Again, well done." The line goes dead leaving you wondering about the un-characteristically cheery Elf.

[Grey]

Jessie relays the address to Arden.

"Lets head there now so we can make sure the place is clear and we can setup some escape routes. I'll give Warpath a call and let him know to meet us there."

Jessie puts a call through to Warpath.

[Shadow]

The drive to the building was slow going in the snow. The main roads were a battle ground of vehicles and snow plows. They were losing. Now that the sun was starting to dip into the ocean the conditions only worsened.

Downtown was a frozen wreck. Cars were pushed to the side by monstrous plowing machines. Chemicals and rocks poured out of the back of large trucks in a vain attempt to fight back the encroaching cold.

The building itself was scheduled for demolition. It looked to be thirty years old. It was oblong shaped and squatted between two much larger office buildings. A sign from the city warned of the impending destruction.

[Leowulf]

Ghost Dragon remains silent through the conversation. He releases his spell back into the ether and settles down into the seat with his eyes closed. In an attempt to keep Kyle Morgan at ease, he strikes up a loose conversation.

"Tell me about that place, Kyle. It looked more like a prison than a residential complex."