andres ♔ keep me company as i hunt down and kill my enemies

[everyredcent]

♬ every red cent - rocky votolato

WHO || Christos La Krail, Francesca, Aedan Cousland, Bo Dennis, Han Solo
WHAT || A team of Knights is tasked to gain control of the city guardhouse.
WHERE || Andres Isle
WHEN || September 19th, 2014
HOW || Actionspam

[ Christos is a wee bit protective over one of the stealth jets, possibly because he might actually own it himself.  We just don't know.  Either way, his team gets to ride in one of them, and fuck if he's gonna bring any other teams along on the way.  They fly silently over the sleeping city, and he lands with a 22 pilot check right on the roof of the guardhouse itself.  :) ]

Comments

[succubestie]

[She sees it coming but she's too close, and her attempt to knock her back hits nothing but air.]

[goonsquad]

[ that's ok, she still gets out of the way of this shitty disarm attempt easily ;; ]

[parsecs]

[Han aims at fatty this time since he's the one who's shooting effectively so he might as well try and get rid of that threat (atk 26, dmg 13).]

[succubestie]

[Seriously though get out of her personal space she doesn't want you here.

She pulls the blade back then thrusts it forward, trying to both stab and push back the tall lady (atk 20 total, dmg 11)]

[goonsquad]

[ fatty is barely hanging on, so he fires up at han again, but crit fails, and somehow smacks himself in the face with his gun, and knocks himself out. #stormtrooper

ginge fires up as well, with another stellar miss (atk 5). blondie steps away to fire at bo (atk 21-4 for no precise shot= 17, 17 dmg if a hit). the tall woman tries to smack her with the butt of her gun (atk 17, 5 dmg if it hits). curly finally gets in the game, moving farther out to aim up at han with a nat 20!! 34 dmg... ]

[parsecs]

[OW. On the bright side, Han isn't dying now (fort 20) but he sure knows who he's attacking now LOOKING AT YOU CURLY (atk 10 action point says 18, dmg 20 if that hits).]

[succubestie]

[Bo is over here dodging attacks like she's Neo, apparently.

She twists her body, practically baring her teeth at this tall bitch who won't go down, and slams her sword arm elbow into her face (atk 19, dmg 8 - which is lethal, if that matters)]

[goonsquad]

[ fatty remains unconscious, as curly and tall lady go down. ginger decides to fire on bo instead, but is too freaked out from his imminent death to aim (atk 7). blondie has better luck (atk 20; dmg 5) ]

[parsecs]

[Han aims at blondie this time. He's not doing so well thanks to the actual bullet in his side, but he's holding it together. he grits his teeth and aims his blaster (atk 23, dmg 18).]

[succubestie]

[Blondie goes down to Han's blaster, so it's Ginger's turn to have a bad day.

So she moves toward him, shoving a very high heeled boot into his chest (atk 25, dmg 7)]

[goonsquad]

[ jesus.

everybody's dead, except for unconscious fatty over there.

uh, good job. ]

[succubestie]

[The moral of this story? Be fat. It soaks up damage.

She pulls out her phone to text Christos back.

All clear.]

[parsecs]

[Han's still on the roof, but he nods down to Bo, still looking pretty bad from all the lost blood. He texts Bo I've been hit.]

[succubestie]

[That text chimes in quickly, and she curses under her breath before she glances up toward him.

Well, she climbed down, hopefully she can climb back up (climb 15)]

[ex_noble101]

[Aedan rolls up shortly after the fleeing guards are fucking massacred out here. Since he came back the way he entered, he's already back on the roof with Han and Bo (?). Good news, he's already sent for a cleric by this point so they should be on their way too.]

Both Christos and Francesca have departed to assist Wynne and his group. He's left you in charge in the meantime. [That would be directed at Bo, but a quick glance at Han makes it clear that his injuries should probably be top priority since he's looking the worst among them.] A healer will be arriving shortly.

[parsecs]

Great, magic. [What he wouldn't give for a normal medkit right around now. He grimaces, sitting up, hand still pressed to his wound. It's not the first time he's been shot, but it still annoys him.] I'm all right. I just still can't believe kriffing bullets hurt this much. They're so old fashioned.

[succubestie]

Oh quit whining.

[Bo takes a look at Han's injuries because she only lost a whole 5 hp, and somehow knows exactly what the fuck she's doing? (treat injury 19). She rips some fabric off her likely already revealing shirt to bind his wounds or something.]

That's about the best I can do until the medic gets here.

[ex_noble101]

What did you expect it would feel like? [Seriously, Aedan is from medieval and he was not surprised that shit tearing through your flesh hurt like a motherfucker. It was kind of expected, actually. But he's going to go keep watch for the healer, or any guards who might be funneling back toward the guard tower.]

[lurings]

[ shortly thereafter, abigail appears outside the guardhouse, rifle at the ready because she isn't taking any chances.

but they're on the roof.

so.

she can't see them. :) ]

Marco..?

[parsecs]

I don't know, like an old man hitting you with his cane? [Because guns like that are OLD. But when he hears Abigail, he sits up and stops whining, keeping one hand pressed to the wound, his other hand going to his blaster just in case.]

[ex_noble101]

It's Aedan, actually. [He calls back to Abigail, who he recognizes. Apparently he wasn't quite as memorable to her for whatever reason. Who the fuck is Marco basically.]

[succubestie]

[As the healthiest one of this bunch, Bo peers down at the medic, calling out.]

I'll come down and show you the way up.

[And apparently makes it down in no time despite not having been inside yet (navigation 18) before leading her back up to the roof.]

[lurings]

[ she mutters a thanks to bo, dropping her bag once they reach the roof and digging around for her med kit. looking between han and aedan, she decides the older man is worse off and sets to work digging out bullets and stuff. :) no magic healing for y'all, sorry. (treat injury 30 = +2 hp, she's not a cleric ok.) she works silently, forehead wrinkled with concentration. ]

[parsecs]

[It's cool he's used to clerics not being around. He grunts and nods his thanks as she patches him up a little bit.]

Thanks, kid. I owe you one.

[goonsquad]

[ spot check of 18+ will be enough to notice the guards approaching not much later, from their rooftop vantage point. there's 3 of them, traveling on foot. ]