Teams A and B[Team B Leader=Milno]
"I just talked to command, you are good to go." he said. "You can call all of your boys and tell them to leave their weapons in piles as they leave the buildings. We'll escort you to the APCs."
Milno crouched atop the statue and nodded towards the doorway. "So, can you contact the people over the police building through radio or will I have to fly you there? I can do it without any problem...Oh, and the people over there have more raw firepower than we do."
Talk to the man, escort the blueshirts to the APCs if they leave the buildings. If there is the need to carry the big man to the PD for him to talk to them, then do it.
To Teams C, D, and Command:
"I got the people here to surrender. Their leader will try to convince the Blueshirts in your building to surrender as well, C and D."
A
Jim
Simus
Bruce
Mesk
Ashley
B
Milno
Lars
May
Thomas
Kyle
"Go~od. I will gather the others and then accompany you there. No promises though."
He walks off back to the building, rather casually now. Nothing to do but wait now, you guess.
Jim continues to wait for repairs.
And apparently you shall continue to wait because your teammates are way too busy fucking around, punching each other to do anything else.
[Team A Medic - Mesk]
"...oh shit."
Try to think of a way to treat May, in order to get a dynamic bonus to my next medical roll.
"Hmm..."
You think about the problem. Ok. Bleeding has stopped. Always good. But now she's gotta be clotting like a motherfucker. Might be having a stroke. Anti-coagulants would help that but then she'd start bleeding out again. Have to do it in sequence, just enough to break the clots and then add just enough back to clot the wound.
"May? May?"
Thomas tries to shake her awake.
No fucking respect, I'll prove myself to these fuckers.
"What's wrong with freak"
Slap May in the face.
"Excuse me? EXCUSE ME? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?"
Grab Bruce's arm, start twisting it against the joint.
No fucking respect, I'll prove myself to these fuckers.
"What's wrong with freak"
Slap May in the face.
After insulting May right in front of thomas, bruce proceeds to slap the comatose girl straight across the faceplate.
[thomas will:1+1]
[Thomas dex:4+1+1]
[bruce dex:3]
[Thomas uncon:6]
Thomas stands up. He walks over to Bruce, puts his arm around the newbie's shoulder and rests his faceplate against bruce's opening up a private audio visual conference over their helmets. Thomas is smiling. Bruce is about to say something when Thomas begins dragging his Monoatomic razor across Bruce's gut, his grin growing wider by the second. Bruce gurgles something, trying to pull away.
"Shh shh shh" Thomas says, practically beaming,"Ffffffffffuuuck yooooooooou."
He tears the blade through the rest of the way, finishing the forced seppuku, releases Bruce before flooring him with a massive headbutt.
Thomas shakes a bit of the blood of the strut of the razor before nonchalantly calling for a medic and returning to May.
(And now Bruce shall have to face a fate worse then death, but often leading to it,: HMRC Medical care.)
Lars looked concerned. "Now brethren, there's no need for violence..."
De-escalate!
It looks like Thomas de-escalated the fuck out of things all by himself. Perhaps your true purpose here is to administer some sort of last rites.
"Seriously, just leave May alone for now, I think she's taken enough abuse.", Kyle rebuked Bruce.
Think on a way to treat May's wounds. Don't actually do anything, just think about it.
Well...may is suffering from a Coag-booster overdose...Bruce is suffering from an acute case of "Being fucking disemboweled."
Teams C and D((Malpractice abounds! Good lord, its like the dice gods wish for almost every medical roll to go horrible in some way!))
Carefully check the corridor outside for traps and hostiles before moving to the next room and doing the same. Watch out for tripwires and use my motion sensor in the dark areas before switching on my lamps.
The door out of the room is locked, or barred or otherwise not opening. You jiggle at the handle when you hear something from beyond the two way mirror. It sounds like muffled yelling.
Team D Leader Faith, Fortress Entrance
Check explored areas for bodies once the others have moved on. If found, examine wounds and living status.
There don't look to be any bodies out here in the courtyard, living or otherwise. Well, besides your teammates. They're pretty much just bodies that haven't realized that fact yet.
Stacy, Team C Radio Operator, Outside Police Department.
Climb inside the window. Take a look around. Don't wander off, though.
You climb in through the first story window and look around. Looks like you're inside a holding cell, a big metal cage with benches on either side. The cell itself is held in a room just a little bigger then it with only one door that has a window in it. You can't see anything through that window from here though.
((Had to do my previous action in a hurry, so yeah, I didn't really think it over. Oh well.))
Help/stabilize Lucas so he can fire his gun. Blare speakers:
'This is your last warning, send someone to negotiate or surrender or we will come in there to drag you out!'
You proffer your services as giant robot kickstand.
'Ugh... Can't concentrate.'
Jobasio sighed and tucked his datapad away, once more becoming alert and casting a wary glance up and down the wall.
"Would anyone mind updating me as to exactly what the plan is, currently? Are the people inside going to attempt opening the front door, is the robot going to blast a hole in the wall, what? Sitting around here is nerve-wracking, to be honest."
He looked from teammate to teammate, then back to the wall, rifle in hand.
>Watch the walls, and try and figure out what the current plan is.
Now I'm stuck with a difficult situation here because I am equally in the dark to be honest. Perhaps your teammates have given up on both Negotiations and coordination and are now following the tried and true method of "Just do what the fuck ever."
Feyri Nirel ; Team C Mercenary
Hey everyone, I'm dead tired of this.
We're being ignored by the UWM and treated as lab rats. Even the simple name of this colony they desire not to tell. The reason? It isn't important.
I mean, any reasonable person would just tell us what the bloody name is! They're hiding something, or we're just scum to be used...
Well, they did lie to us... Feyri mused as she listened for any reply. They lied to us, and we're being dehumanized by the people we're serving...
Her eyes fell downcast as her thoughts continued, turning melancholic as the ideas came. And then if we reach 10 missions, what are we then? Free people, only to rejoin society...then what? We're being labelled by the masses with no future other than death or derision. Why did I even get revived only to feel all this?! We'll only live for ourselves, or if possible, for each other...
...We're under dictatorial reign...I should've never read those stories of free speech or freedom. So this is what its like to be a slave to society.
Damn this. The HMRC should be a respected organization! Or at least their members...No wonder Steve is a grouchy do-
"I'll just get out of here. Don't mind me."
Retreat with shield raised to the entrance to the Police Station, casting glances back at any movement or sign of the enemy. Check the hallways for any movement.
OR, if anyone else requests, take point after requesting to be pushed up by one of our stronger people.
Miyamoto ; Radio Controlled
Stacy ; Harry Baldman
Feyri Nirel ; Tiruin
Pancaek ; Pancaek
Flint ; Parisbre56
Faith Valentine ; IronyOwl
Jackinthebox ; Yoink
Bishop ; Zako
lukas ; Prosperus
sambo ; sambojin
You climb through the window to the first floor and try to leave the cell, but, and here's something you probably won't believe, the door to this jail cell is locked for some reason.
"WHAT KIND OF MADHOUSE IS THIS!"
Team D - Lukas - PD Entrance
Lukas hears Milno's message come in. "Did you get that, team? Should I cancel the particle cannon thing?" Maybe I just need to fire one warning shot just to be sure???
Keep charging but cancel if one of the team leaders tells me to.
The Power cells are all charged and ready to fire, though your vision is throwing up some sort of "Proximity warning" popup. You wait some more.
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