IC: Striding the Soul's Edge Options

[BishopMcQ]

As the spirits kick in the juice, Jake flashes past the team at the speed of thought. He is determined to catch the little watcher spirit which is probably headed back to its master.

Here's to hoping he's easier to handle than that stupid awakened bear.

Not sparing the time to see if reinforcements are indeed coming to help him, he plunges through the superstructure of the ship.

[Joker9125]

After readying his favorate toy Diesel Places himself in front of Jake giving him as much cover as possible with his massive frame.

"The boss is having another one of his outta body experiences so I'm guarding him but if ya need me holla."

Diesel says subdermally into his mic

[Fenris]

Jake - You plunge through the superstructure of the ship, grimacing as you feel the odd sensation of non-living matter pass through your body...always a little unsettling. You arrive in small room, witha slim figure sitting in a chair at a desk, glancing up as a watcher spirit starts to materialize.

[Fenris]

The night is punctuated by another series of gunshots, Steel's bullets impacting solidly on the body of the sailor, knocking him back against the rail as a dozen rounds puncture armor, clothes, flesh, and vital organs. His gun clatters across the deck, lifeless body crumpling to the deck.

[WinterRat1]

With a quick scan of the deck, Nameless satisfies himself that the team has no more unwanted company left on the deck. Motioning the team towards the gas dispersal point, they silently but swiftly advance, ready to complete the first part of the run.

[Fenris]

Nameless - Nobody else in plain sight, but you know the sounds would have alerted other members of the crew.

Loki focuses briefly, wrapping himself in a brief coccoon of mana and rising slightly above the deck of the boat. He murmurs to nothing in the darkness.

[Fenris]

Steel lifts her guns and fires with an almost audible sound of relief. She unloads a dozen shots into the remaining guard and then strides forward towards the gas dispersal point.

[Fenris]

Glancing around, the deck is almost eerily silent in the nanosecond wake of the submachine gun fire. The three of you stand on deck, surrounding by the dispersing cloud of cordite smoke, and are alone, at least for the moment.

[Buddha72]

Iblis's voice comes over the comms. This is your flight attendant, the captain has illuminated the 'lethal' sign. Please be advised.

[WinterRat1]

Satisfied that the three guards are down, at least for now, Nameless begins quickly but cautiously moving towards the door that best leads to the gas dispersal point, motioning for Steel and Iblis to make sure the bodies stay down, while he and Moe hold the door and wait for them to catch up.

Glancing from side to side, he pays extremely close attention to his surroundings, waiting and ready for any signs of hostiles in the area.

[Medesha]

Steel shrugs and walks over to the nearest body. She puts her foot on his neck while waiting for Nameless's signal.

[Fenris]

Nameless slides forward through the alternating pools of dark and light, heading for the door the leads below-decks and to the central air circulation plant and filtration system.

Loki gives Katie a last pat and whispers something, twisting flows of mana around him and rising a few feet above the deck of the boat, the form of the troll guarding Jake's body still looming over him in the darkness.

Moving forward ahead of the group, Nameless can hear the shouts and orders of what is probably the rest of the deck security crew coming around the superstructure that dominates the center of the large ship. One of them rounds the corner, SMG clenched tight in his fists as he mutters into his radio.

[Blitz]

:: As Moe watches the plan begin to disolve as the crew is alerted and begins to respond, she takes a moment to think before going on comms. ::

"Per'aps I should do tha gas...an' tha rest o' you pin d'ese slags down until i' kin take effect?"

[WinterRat1]

Nameless quickly assesses the situation before going on comms.

::Heads up everyone, we have hostiles coming around the superstructure now. Iblis and Steel, take cover. We're going to hold them off until Moe can disperse the gas. Jake, Loki, a little magical support might be nice. Diesel, you're the calvary, be ready to ride in if we need you. All right Moe, gas dispersal is on you. We'll watch your back. You need someone to go with you?::

[BishopMcQ]

::The radio quietly squawks next to Jake's limp form. Neural impulses transmit information down synaptic pathways to his brain. With his consciousness and spirit projected hundreds of meters away, the cry for support falls on deaf ears.::

[Blitz]

:: Moe shakes her head once indicating she can handle the situation on her own and takes a deep breath before she begins the slow and stealthy trip to the waypoint. ::

[WinterRat1]

As Moe begins crawling away, Nameless makes sure he's behind some hard cover first.

Definitely don't want to be behind something that'll get shot to pieces in the first five seconds this could be a while he thinks to himself.

As the first guard turns the corner, Nameless assumes a firing position from behind cover and lets out a quick, well-aimed burst. Immediately after the first, he pauses for a microsecond, waiting to see if his first target was still standing or if he'd need to acquire a new one. As soon as he makes that decision, he cuts loose with another controlled burst, letting the gas vent system fight the recoil down, keeping his shots online.

::Steel, Iblis, I have contact. Hostiles coming around the superstructure. Watch each other's backs, make sure they can't sneak up on us, and prepare to engage::

[Fenris]

The guard jogs around the corner, the look of surprise almost comical as the SMG rings out, stitching two lines across his chest as multiple slugs slam into his torso. He gives a garbled cry, knocked backwards by the force of the bursts, gun clattering to the deck several feet away as he lands.

[Fenris]

Jake - There's an almost audible sense of slowing as the spirits begin to manifest into the real world, astral form shimmering as their presence is extended into the other plane.

[BishopMcQ]

Sensing the momentary weakness of his quarry, Jake moves forward with the darting energy of a hunting cat. His sword weaves through the space between him and the astral form, using the superior reach to disrupt his opponent before it has a chance to report.

Jupiter and Mars, destroy this creature and send his fragmented essence back to the world beyond.

The humming blade strikes forward aiming for the center chakras.

[Joker9125]

"If yall need me ill come but Ill have to leave the boss unguarded"

[Fenris]

Iblis grins at the group in the darkness, a soft click the only warning before the slim elf goes darting off across the deck, well lubricated in-line wheels making soft swishing sounds as she skates towards the opposite side of the ship.

[Fenris]

The astral form of the watcher spirit slides cleanly in half as the enchanted blade and the wielder's will cleave through the bounds of mana holding the spirit coalesced in this world.

At the desk, the man studying the seems relaxed and completely unware, an odd contrast to the violence just rendered in astral space. On the desk, a walkie talkie with a headset crackles to life, spewing out a series of rapid-fire words in Russian. The man on the desk visibly starts, and scrabbles at the unit, tugging the headset on and listening intently.

[Medesha]

Steel nods as Nameless's voice hums in her ears. She grinds her boot a little harder into the fallen guard's neck to make sure he's really down, then slides along after Iblis, glancing back over her shoulder to make sure she's not followed.

::Nameless, I'm going to back up the Roller Queen. Let me know if you need a hand over there.::

[Fenris]

There's a sickening crunch as Steel collapses flesh and bone beneath her heel.

Closer to Nameless, and visible as they run towards the super structure, there are several more guards, guns at ready, calling back and forth, still several hundred meters off. The crackle of radio static can clearly be heard above the din of them moving in the otherwise still night.