knightsoflegend | london underground ♔ the worms will live in every host

WHO || Davin, Clint, Natasha, Peggy, Derek [closed]
WHAT ||The Knights investigate a derailed subway car
WHERE || Victoria Station, London
WHEN || Late Feb (backdated)
HOW || Actionspam

[ The Knights head down with their police liason Peggy Carter to the roped off scene in the London Underground. They're allowed within to the platform, which is unremarkable in and of itself. The floors and walls are done in tile laid over concrete, and the ceiling is about 40 feet high. Passengers can board trains all along the north side. The main power to the platform has been shut off, but emergency lighting illuminates the chamber dimly. They can see normally but there are plenty of deep shadows, where almost anything could hide.

The main access to the platform is via two escalators on the west side. The more southern escalator goes down, and the more northern one generally carries people up. Both are currently shut down, but they can simply walk down either one. The station lies about 70 feet below the surface, so a trip up a stationary escalator is quite a hike. Elevators are currently shut down. ]

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[ Peggy dusts herself down, such an inconvenience. She takes a step forward towards the pinned down ogre. ]

No, I don't think we'll be doing that. But if you could answer the gentleman's questions we'd be... well I don't think appreciative is quite the right word.

[Natasha has nothing else to verbally add to this exchange -- Peggy put it quite well -- so she just stays where she is, silently, and keeping her eyes peeled again (spot nat 20).]

[ the ogre grumbles: "Fek-Jiim just making a living." ]

[Clint shoots Nat a quick We'll-talk-about-this-later look (it was fairly obvious (sense motive 14) that she was certainly not "100 percent.")

He turns back to the ogre.]

Sure, Frosty, just making a living. You in charge of the snowcone machines down here or what?

[This is clearly a master of interrogation at work here.]

[Derek just growls (intimidate 25)]

You want to keep making a living, you're going to tell us what's going on down here and if you even think about lying to us, pretty sure you won't be making it to payday.

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[ and then... the ogre starts laughing. it sounds a little bit like he's snapped entirely.

"Better to kill me then. Not getting on his bad side! Brain-Man won't forgive Fek-Jimm for this." ]

You scared of this guy? Huh, never heard of an ogre who was afraid. Guess there's weaklings in every bunch.

[ "Fek not weak! He knows to ally with the strong!" ]

Uh huh. And the ones who'd kill you without a second thought. Good going there.

So what's this Brain-Man got you so spooked about that you'd rather die in a sewer than live with spilling his secrets? Be smart about this, Frosty.

[ "You don't know his kind! They get inside your skull... He'll drive me insane or worse..."

as the ogre speaks, the already naturally pale vampire starts to slink back a step or two, going somehow whiter. ]

You've gotta be fucking kidding me.

Well, that sounds fun. [Sarcasm, here. It does not sound fun at all.]

[Derek looked over at Davin, seeing his reaction]

Do you know what he's talking about?

Too well.

What do you guys know about mind flayers?

[Derek looked at the group, and then back at Davin] Never heard of them.

Consider yourself lucky. They're psions - powerful psions with faces like a ... a squid.

They eat brains, when they're not dominating them.

So they would be able to control us before we ever saw them?

[he looked back at the group]

Is there anyone here that is immune to that kind of power?

It'd be handy right about now.

[Clint speaks to the ogre, raising his bow to augment the threat.]

Ok, but, Squid-face isn't here right now, yeah? So your options are come with us, give us answers, and find a safe place to live, or die right here, a hero to your calamari pal and not much else. What's your choice?

Zombie mind controlling squids, great. [That's said more quietly, to herself more than anyone else.]

[ the ogre's eyes flick between them, and then he turns his face away, closing them.

"There's no hiding from him. Do it."

davin looks back and forth between the others as well, his expression tight. ]

Clint, you don't have to do this.

No, and it won't matter. These tunnels echo and the thing probably knows we are here at this point.

[Frustrated, Clint lowers his bow, puffing out the breath he had been holding. He mumbles quietly.]

I wasn't *actually* going to shoot him...

[Clint, when your bluff is so bad that you don't even roll a bluff check, its a bad bluff, bro.]

We should tie him up or something at least.

Kinky. Whose bondage gear are we using? [Look who thinks she's funny. That is her incredibly creative way of asking: Who brought the rope?]

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