IC: SR5 Introduction/Milk Run, IC description and talk Options

[phlapjack77]

Swims-With-Sharks

<<Team~~~Angel, I've made you invisible. Get to safety, I'm covering you>>

[Bastard]

Sledge

Sneaking through the doors marked EMPLOYEES ONLY, Sledge scanned the area over the the sights of his Ares Predator V.

[SLEDGE>>>TEAM]I got the back room covered. Should I clear us a way out, or secure our rear?

He darted across the open space and ensured the back door was locked. No need for any surprises.

[Redjack]

Takako

Takako has no more landed on the other side of the berserk behemoth than Eagle's song changes. He slides towards the wall in response to the song just as the maniac grabs the shelf in an attempt to pull it down on them. Takako's hand snakes out and back so fast that the flying jar appears to simply materialize in his hand, before it begins hurling through the air at the troll. The hap-hazard throw misses as the troll turns his rage fully focused on the lithe elf.

<<@Team [Takako] Beasty out the front, mundanes the back.>>

[phlapjack77]

<<Team~~~Make sure people make it out the back safely>>

[Bastard]

Sledge

Sledge continues toward the EMPLOYEES ONLY door, trying to look like a fleeing civilian, rather than a repositioning combatant.

[Thanee]

Angel

Once she feels reasonably secure, as much as it is possible with all the violence erupting nearby, anyways, Angel concentrates on the noise that likely only she could hear, and turns her senses to the augmented reality, not feeling safe enough to fully dive into the virtual.

<< @Team [Angel] Something is disturbing the Resonance, I will investigate. >>

[Redjack]

Takako

Things go horribly wrong for the elf in the blink of an eye. The troll rushes him through the muck, slamming into Takako, sending him flying backwards, grunting from the raw force of the impact and wincing from the pain...

[Redjack]

Takako

Rolling back to his feet, the elf realizes that getting trapped in a corner with the increasing out of control hulk would leave him a splotch to mopped up and sent down the drain. He makes a mad dash for the door, trying unsuccessfully to skirt around the tone of anger and muscle now focused on him. One lumbering tree trunk of an arm swings in a classic haymaker, right on target for Takako's face. At the last moment, the adept executes a forearm block, redirecting the troll's momentum towards the isle, ending in a crash that sends white powder into the air like a Colorado snowstorm in January. Finally, his eyes stinging from said powder, Takako stumbles into the doorway.

[Redjack]

Takako

There are days you are convinced that you should have just stayed in bed; today is becoming one of those days.

The behemoth continues his impression of the incredible hulk by launching a shelf at the already wounded elf. Takako does his best Neo impression, twisting under the deadly shelf while yelling, "Godzilla!"

[phlapjack77]

Swims-With-Sharks

After making sure that the others had gotten to safely, Swims returned to the fray. He knew he wouldn't last a nanopulse against that monster, so he dove for cover behind the counter. He'd always wanted to see what was back here, at the moment it was a little crowded with the clerk cowering behind the counter with him. Poking his head over the top, he saw the rampaging troll getting ready to swing at Takako. That wouldn't do. The troll's hide looked like Swim's usual spells wouldn't make a dent. Maybe a different approach was in order.

Drawing on the energy that surrounded him constantly, he felt the wave of mana surge against his consciousness. So much power! With this much power lifting the troll into the air was as simple as if the troll had been buoyed up with seawater.

He's going out the door as soon as I'm able!

[Thanee]

Angel

Being out of sight now in the food preparation area, Angel sits down and leans her back against the counter, before her mind slips from her body, diving into the virtual world and feeling right at home.

There, she looks like her namesake. An Angel with long blonde hair and white feathery wings.

<< @Team [Angel] Gone virtual. I'm in the food prep area. If anything nasty is heading there, please let me know. >>

Then she directs her virtual self closer towards the noise...

[Slacker]

A sound from behind made Swims glance away from troll a moment....and all he could see was the barrel of the shotgun. Shelly's renewed scream of terror was the last straw. It had boosted her supervisor's courage just enough for him to return from the office with his saw-off Defiance T-250 shotgun.

One look told him all he needed to know. There was a fragging dandlion-eater behind his registers moving in on the innocent Shelly!?! And Bob had just the thing to take care of that. Without a second thought (or even a first one really) he leveled the gun at the stranger and fired.

"Don't you dare touch her slag!"

[DireRadiant]

Flowers

It was like the old time flush toilets they still used from last century out on some of the out of the way border postings. You pushed the lever, there was a low rumble, and things started swirling really slowly. And then all of a sudden the bottom dropped out and everything just flushed down the hole in a blink.

One jazzed up perp was turning into a major firefight.

Flowers started moving towards the registers and focused his attention on the civilian.

"Sir, let my strike team handle this!"

<<Angel - medkit, Sledge Smoke or Bangs Front>>

[Thanee]

Angel

<< @Flowers [Angel] Medkit? Err... sure, I can take a look around to see if they have a list somewhere that details where they store the medical supplies. >>

<< @Team [Angel] Something more serious is going on here, I think someone on the parking area has activated some sort of jamming device. >>

Angel figures, that she could use some backup and spends the time to make use of the Resonance and compile a sprite to help her.

[Bastard]

Sledge

[SLEDGE>>>REPLY ALL]Bangs otw

Sledge moved along the wall, trying to keep out of sight of the civilian turned combatant. As he approached, he tossed a flash bang into the register area and prayed his unorthodox throwing style paid dividends, this time.

"Bang out!" he yelled out, eyes closed, flash-bang in flight, while praying to the grenade gods.

[phlapjack77]

Swims-With-Sharks

The blinding flash of light was only slightly more intense than the sonic burst and the accompanying shockwave that knocked Swims off of his feet and headfirst into the lower area of the cashier's counter. His plan HAD been to jump over the counter and secure some cover from the shotgun-wielding supervisor, but now...now all he saw was white, all he heard was a high-pitched whistling, all he felt was a great, heavy wind blasting him up against the plasticrete construction, making breathing hard (don't even talk about complex thoughts) as his head crashed into something way more solid than his skull.

Retaining concentration on a spell keeping a 200+ kilo troll...thing...levitated in the air was the last thing Swims' abused body was interested in at the moment. The spell faded, mana evaporating as the will keeping it whole was occupied with other, more important issues (such as staying conscious). With a large thud the troll crashed to the floor, spilling merchandise in every direction.

Trying to maintain some notion of current events, Swims realized his group could be in trouble. His eyes finally managed to focus on the small scene in front of him, although the effort almost finished him. He was able to make out the supervisor, blood running freely from his ears as he lay on his stomach with the shotgun next to him. The shotgun. In his slightly dazed state, Swims decided he needed to get control of that weapon. His body's natural defenses kicked in where his conscious mind could not, and the mana flowed into his being, bathing his limbs and granting him more natural ability than he normally had with things in the physical realm. With this jump-start his nervous system shifted into gear and Swims scuttled across the floor to the weapon, securing it before sending a warning message to his team.

<<Team ~~~ I lost the spell, the troll is loose again>>

[Thanee]

Angel

Feeling more brave now, with the shiny sprite at her side, Angel heads forward towards the store's main node to figure out what is going on.

<< [Angel] There is more going on here. Someone just turned off the cameras! I will move closer and see what I can find out. >>

Obviously, she doesn't move at all, lying "unconscious" behind the food counter, but the virtual space sometimes feels more real to her than the meatspace.

[Redjack]

Takako

Sliding out the door, the distinctive flash of the SMG's muzzle sent Takako ducking to the left out the doorway, then forward in a beeline before this new attacker could correct his aim for a second shot. Mana flowing white hot in his veins, the elf pumps his legs, pulling forth all his speed set on a crash course. A nano second before crashing into this new threat, the adept thrusts both fists forward into a double punch while planting his back foot.

The resulting strike sends the gun wielding thug flying backwards to the ground. Wincing from the burning in his eyes and bruised, possibly cracked ribs - thanks to the troll, Takako executes an uri-ashi with a othoshi empi-uchi. The resulting effect looks like him gliding forward before dropping to one knee, bringing his full weight through his elbow, into the solar plexus of his attacker with a, "Heeeeeaaaaaaahh!"

[Bastard]

Sledge

"Frag. That did not go as planned," Sledge muttered to himself, as he pulled himself up onto one knee, using the wall for support. He rubs his forehead with his left and, attempting to rub the headache away. His right hand pulls his Ares Predator V, but he has nothing to aim at, as his world has gone dark.

"Oh, drek. I fraggin' blinded myself..."

[Redjack]

Takako

A child of the Barrens, long ago the young elf had become desensitized to combat. The flash & boom of the flash-bang inside the stuffer shack drew his attention sharply back as the lights went out. More gunfire, nearby, probably behind the stuffer shack drew his focus. The team is there; surely with the beast in the front, they will make an exit out the back.

The stinging in his eyes distracting him. His aching ribs screaming for him to stop. Takako rises from the form of the now unconscious shooter, grabbing the gun with one hand, wiping his eyes with the other as he moves stealthily around the building. No sense in getting shot again...

<<@Team [Takako] Gunner in front down. Is everyone up?>>

[Thanee]

Angel

Having noticed that something is attacking her (though not very successfully), Angel takes a moment to assess the situation and searches for other icons in the node.

[Bastard]

Sledge

Sledge stands, using the wall along his left side for balance as the hallway is still spinning. He inches his way forward, toward the cashier's area.

[Redjack]

Takako

At the corner of the building Takako can cut towards the alley as the next building is several meters over. Turning on his chameleon suit, he moves quietly, but rapidly, towards screaming where he just heard a shot. More shots go off inside the stuff shack. I really hope I don't have to look for a new team when this is over...

[Bastard]

Sledge

Sledge peeks around the corner into the cashier's area, discovering it has been remodeled by the large troll and decorated with unconscious bodies. I really hope that wasn't my fault.

He suddenly has another idea, either genius or retarded. He begins setting explosives, angled to blast through the hallway toward the rear door.

<< [Sledge >>> Team] Bring that troll fragger down this back hallway. I'm getting something set up for him.>>

[Redjack]

Takako

There are days I feel like a damn puppet on a string, dancing to the tune of an unseen puppet-master who really doesn't have a plan... Today is one of those days. The additional guns shots out front register in Takako's mind and his thoughts of a clear front evaporate like acid rain as he turns on his heel and sprints back towards the front. The burning of his heavily bruised ribs reinforces that he should have just stayed home.

<<@Team [Takako] Headed back to the front to deal with the new threat. There is an armed, unhappy local inside the back of the stuffer shack as well.>>