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First Mission

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First Mission

Post by Seryna on Thu Dec 30, 2010 9:08 pm

Mike has undergone a surgery to place the chip that allows the company to find him- and allows him to operate the guns. He was given the knowledge that a top level man in TFV has been spotted talking to the Other Side. They have found where he has been holing up - a farm house outside of Detroit. You get to go in and find out what he's been telling the Other Side...
Jake: Mike mentally reviewed what he had been told and the operation of his new weapon. The mission was simple: locate and interrogate; two things Mike had experience in doing and doing well thanks to his mercenary-for-hire days.
Seryna: Mike was handed a print out of directions for the farm. The woman glanced you over, likely mentally deciding on how long the new meat would last. "You better hurry. This guy doesn't mess around."
Jake: "Neither do I." Mike took the directions. Barring no immediate interuptions he estimated he would easily arrive at the farm's location within the hour.
Seryna: As Mike nears the farm, he is alarmed to find several cars speeding past him. They all begin to wail as the police sirens were flicked on and left him in thier dust. What exactly had been going on at that farm?
Jake: Grimacing Mike pushed down on the accelerator, coaxing more speed from his vehicle. The last thing he needed was to arrive at the farm and find out the police had already shot his target in some frantic shootout.
Seryna: As the Jeep pulled up, Mike was appalled to see white coated scientists were escorting a man and woman into the two black cars that had been screaming.
Jake: Mile mentally ran the description of the man he was sent after in his head, comparing it with the escorted person in front of him.
Seryna: The man sitting in the back of the black company car was indeed the man that he had been sent over. Checking out the car, he eyes the two scientists and the black clad men besides them who looked armed.
Jake: Mike checked out the scene before him, not taking long to deduce that it was currently impossible to take out all the black-clad men and get to his target, even with the aid of the Mjolnir Cannon's firepower. He could possibly disable one (maybe both) vehicles, but that would likely leave him under fire from everyone else present and with no way to reach his targets safely.
Seryna: Mike stood and watched as the motorcade slowly pulled away. He could only guess where they were taking his objective..
Jake: Mike followed the motorcade's journey as closely as he could, keeping far back enough that he wouldn't be seen.
Seryna: After a few minutes, Mike recognized that they were heading into the city. It would be hard to waylay any one in the urban sprawl. He had about twenty minutes to discover who exactly the TFV man had been talking to.
Jake: Mike had two choices... he could disable the car in front or double-back and check out the house. Since the house wasn't going anywhere... Mike accelerated again, actively trying to catch up with the cars in front before they got any closer to the city and potential witnesses.
Seryna: As he approached the car, he notes one of the drivers glancing behind ay him. One of the cars fell back, moving to block Mike's progress. He was infuriating, preventing Mike from being able to pass and get to his quary.
Jake: Mike eyed the Mjolnir Cannon on the seat next to him... he couldn't... could he? Mike weighed up the likeliness of firing the Cannon at the wheels of the car in front and whether he could manage to disable it that way to get past.
Seryna: As Mike was trying to find a way to his objective, he got a very eerie feeling - almost like deja vu. He was still driving his car just fine, but he had an eerie feeling crawling over him. He was surprised to discover that he could smell woman's perfume inside the Jeep. Help me. A woman's voice, faint and indistinct - murmurs in your ear. The scientists are taking me for a labotomy! Fall back and I can tell you where they are taking me when I see it.
Jake: Frowning, Mike recalled the other thing he'd been warned about... the mindreading hostile... which could now well be the woman taken by the unknown faction in the vehicles ahead of him. However, at present he wasn't getting to that vehicle without a fight, during which he'd probably lose his objective. With a grimace, he fell back.
Seryna: After about twenty minutes of driving with nothing but road in front of him, he felt the same sensation crawl over his skin. It's an office building - the Coltier Building. Take a right turn at Hillcrest Blvd... The woman murmors directions, an unseen GPS.
Jake: With no immediate alternative to hand, Mike followed the directions.
Seryna: Mike arrived within minutes at the Coltier building. A glance around showed the two black cars being driven away by valet parking. It was clear that the woman - and Mike's contact- had been taken inside...
Jake: Mike studied the building from a distance looking for a way inside
Seryna: The front door was a viable option. He couldn't see any security. The building was ripe with windows, but they all seemed to face other buildings.
Jake: Though his Colts were easily concealed beneath his jacket, the Mjolnir Cannon certainly wasn't. Regretfully Mike stashed his new piece of arsenal underneath the back seat of his vehicle. It couldn't be fired without his immediate presence regardless. Exiting and locking his Jeep, Mike made for the entrance of the building.
Seryna: As mike entered, he took in the slew of receptionist desks. The ding of an elevator attracted his attention. Glancing around, he spotted an elevator ascending to the third floor.
Jake: Mike looked around for a second elevator. If one wasn't available, he'd have to wait for the one in use to be freed up again
Seryna: He found another elevator besides the first, empty. It almost seemed like childs play!

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Re: First Mission

Post by Seryna on Fri Dec 31, 2010 12:04 am

Jake: Mike frowned. This was too easy... he pressed the call button for the first elevator to see if he could bring it back down yet.
Seryna: Within moments, he was rising up to the third floor. As he arrived, he was faced with a receptionist looking up at him from behind her desk. A long hall stretched behind her, with one door open. It shut as you stepped off of the elevator.
Jake: Mike started walking towards the lone door
Seryna: "Sir?" The receptionist glanced up at him. "You have an appointment?"
Seryna: Help me. The woman whispered. The receptionists stared up at you openly, apparently not hearing the odd whisper. Please. There was a terrible yearning within the woman's voice.
Jake: "Got an appointment." Mike replied curtly, stopping in front of the desk.
Seryna: The woman turned away, glancing down at the desk. She rifled through an appointment book, giving you valuable seconds out of her sight.
Jake: As the woman's eyes glanced down, Mike promptly brought his fist into her face with full force.
Seryna: The woman - all 120 lbs of her- flew back wards. The rolling chair clattered to the ground. You listen, but there's no sign that you had been heard,
Jake: Mike strode quickly to the door at the end of the hallway.
Jake: Mike listened at the door, ready to throw it open.
Seryna: From within, you hear the sounds of men talking. One voice is authoritive, derisive. The second simply sounds weary. "You know I'm not going to talk." He stated. "You don't even have clearance for what I know. The bitch? She's not even TFV. Bitch is part of another side- a side that at least admits its a soul - less corporation."
Jake: Mike continued to listen, trying to get an idea of how many people where in the room and whereabouts they stood.
Jake: were in the room*
Seryna: There is a murmur from the first man that you can't understand. "No, I wouldn't count on it. Girl shouldn't even be in the program, she's soft. She got a real nifty surgery though. I wouldn't be in a room with her, tell you that much." It sounded like two men- and perhaps the woman in question.
Jake: Mike carefully removed the Colts from under his jacket, readying one gun in each hand. With a firm swift motion, he kicked the hallway door hard and moved in, ready to fire.
Seryna: Mike finds one man standing with his back to him. The other is sitting in a chair. As the men react, you note that the second man is tied to the chair in quetsion - and is the man you are supposed to question! The second man scowls at you, pressing a button on the wall. Behind the men, you see a blonde woman kneeling on the ground, covering her head with her hands.
Jake: (.... the man I'm meant to question and who is tied to a chair... just sounded the alarm?)
Seryna: The standing man sounded the alarm
Jake: Mike scowled. "Don't do that." He shot the alarm-sounder in the leg.
Seryna: The man howled in pain, seething threats through clenched teeth. "You idiot." He hissed. "Asshole. You're going to fucking die." He curls on the ground, clutching his wound. The abducted man looks at you not with fear - but with curiousity. "You the extraction team?" He questioned.
Jake: The man didn't have long to express his displeasure at being shot, as he swiftly received a close up of Mike's boot as the aussie stomped on his head to knock him out. "You, give me a hand with the ropes." He ordered the woman on the floor. He had no idea how long until someone came up that elevator, and he wasn't wasting a single second.
Seryna: The woman rises and mutely does as she is told. "Hurry." The bonded man encourages. "There will be a team from her side-" He jerks his head at the woman. "And they have some really nasty pieces of work. You get me out of here, I have some sweet bread your welcome to."
Jake: Mike eyed the woman as she aided with the man's bindings. If she was the source of the earlier telepathy, then she added another complication to the mission.
Seryna: The woman remained mute as she hurrieldy freed the man. The man stood and bent over the wounded man. "Cell phone-" He directed you. "It has a ap you can use if you're pinned down. Voice recognition is in this place. Why are we still standing here?"
Jake: Mike looked out down the main doorway towards the elevators, to see where both elevators currently were and if they were in movement.
Seryna: brb, Jake. Need to check on Keith, hes not feeling well
Jake: ok
Seryna: As Mike glanced at the elevators, he could see that his elevator was still o the floor. The other, however, was desceding towards the lobby.
Jake: "Right-hand elevator. NOW!" Mike barked at the man and woman, ushering them towards the hallway with urgency.
Seryna: The woman obeys mutely, although the man labors to keep up. It seems his left leg is likely asleep. Once he reaches the elevator, he punches the button hurriedly, a look of apprehension on his face. The blonde looked unconcerned, tilting her head. "Three shots." She reported.
Jake: "What?" Mike asked, keeping an eye on the other elevator's position.
Seryna: The elevator door dinged open as your elevator door was slowly sliding shut. You hear the souds of loud footsteps descending onto your floor. As you react to the threat by brinngig up your gun, the door slides shut safely. As you reflect on the next stage of your escape, three terrible loud explosions sound. The man winces - yet you recognize the sound of a pistol shots.
Jake: Mike raised an eyebrow. "How did you know that was going to happen?" he demanded of the blonde woman.
Seryna: "Standard operating procedures." The woman replied, rubbing her forehead. She grimanced painfully. "Should hurry."
Jake: As their elevator reached ground floor, Mike herded his two companions (for lack of a better word) towards the building's entrance. "Jeep, over there, GO."
Seryna: The two obey Mike's urgings hurriedly, hurtling themselves into the Jeep. The 'contact' took shot gun and began to rummage through your glove compartment. "Don't you have another gun?" He barked. Behind you, you hear the shouts of 'Stop!"
Jake: Mike tossed the man one of his Colts, reaching under the back seat of his vehicle. "Come to Mikey..." Pulling out the Mjolnir Cannon with almost childlike glee, Mike pointed it in the direction of the incoming men, aimed and fired.
Jake: (Like I'm gonna go all session without using my new plasma weaponry...)
Seryna: roll -2
Seryna:
Jake: Firearms + Dex - 2 = 6 (9s again) if I'm right...
Seryna: yes
Jake: *shrugs* Throwing in Willpower
Jake: http://sheetgen.dalines.net/wiki/WikiDiceRoller?hash=e2016b4e
Jake: (Not hugely impressed, but not bad)
Seryna: The cannon fires - like a cannon- filling the Jeep with thunderous noise. Shouts and screams emit as people begin pouring from the building. You see two of your pursuers stumble and fall to thier knees. Worriedly, two more bring up thier pistols in your direction.
Seryna:
2010-12-30 23:51:38 Beast rolled 3 dice to "Return fire" 4,8,8 (2 successes)
Seryna: 2010-12-30 23:52:10 Beast rolled 3 dice to "Return fire" 5,9,4 (1 successes)
Jake: >.>
Seryna: [ignore beast, hes generic npc]
Jake: Oh phew
Seryna: Gun shots blast by you. You shout in surprises as one shatters your rear view mirror. Besides you, the man shouts in pain. Turning, you see that a bullet has lodged in his shoulder. Another bullet cuts through your car seat, narrowly missing your shoulder.
Jake: Taking advantage of the mayhem, Mike leapt into the driver's side of his Jeep and tore out of the building's parking lot as fast as he could manage.
Seryna: Gun fire explodes around you. One or two strike home, marring your Jeep's exterior. The woman wisely huddles in the back, while your passenger applies pressure to his wound and mutters angrily.
Jake: "Wankers... this is my best vehicle... hell it's my only vehicle..." Mike muttered angrily, shooting a look at the man next to him. "How bad is it?" Mike referred to the man's gunshot wound.
Seryna: "Mosquito bite. Requires some Jacks." The man retains his sense of humor. "Keep to the city, they can't shoot you down in broad day light. You could try the car wash on Emerson. Thing breaks down, could buy us some time while they spin thier wheels."
Jake: "Bear that in mind." Mike glanced at his rear view mirror, fresh epiphets escaping his lips as he recalled its earlier destruction. "Any bastards on our six?

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