Beat it

The Call

Okay. So, it's Thursday night, and everyone doing their thing when the job comes in. It seems that a Jay wants to meet with 3 runners. A driver. A face. A magical dude. And so, look at that. The call goes out. A driver, Blindside, A face, Chaz, and a magical doodi-deealy. The call is to meet at the Boulder Corporate Airfield, up in boulder Colorado. Come dressed for work; The job is vetted by your contacts. Xenon sends Blindside, Matt sends Chaz with a laugh that belies somethings up, and The Voice calls Danthrall.

The meet is hanger 19, a private aircraft hanger with a black corporate jet parked inside it.

Chaz looks around the hangar and smirks. "Well, looks like quite a fun time," offers the elf with a smirk, "Almost makes me wish I followed my mother's advice and wore clean underwear." He hefts the small messenger style case against his shoulder and walks towards the hangar.

The roar of Gladius One's suped up engine precedes the muscle car before it enters the hangar. It rolls to a quiet stop, the engine dying as blindside steps out. "Eeeeeeeeeey!" Calls out the halfer, moving over nearer to Chaz. "What it be, Home-SKillet?"

Danthrall steps into the hangar and catches any who were looking in his direction off guard, because they could have sworn there wasn't a man there before he suddenly appears. He, too, looks around the hangar, but on a different level than anyone else, scanning the astral for anything that seems out of place. He keeps quiet, watching the other two's interactions more than showing a desire to be a part of them.

Chaz shrugs and smiles, looking down at the halfer before letting his enhanced senses scan the facility since it's what he does. "Looks like a fun time, but then aren't they all."

The Airplane is warded. Heavily. Probably level 12 wards… heavy warding. The plane lacks tail numbers or anything like that… it's swept wing design is old, but serviceable. Sleek and stylish all the same. For chaz, his advanced senses tell him that its an airplane hanger; little is out of place.

The side of the plane splits open, a door folding downward that holds steps on the inner surface…

Blindside oooohs, rubbing his hands. "This looks fun! Someone lift me up inside the damn plane." he says, moving over to the plane's stairs, which are designed for a human form, not halfer..

The Meet

Danthrall sighs, and just walks up the stairs, leaving Chaz to deal with the dwarf. At the top, he pokes his head inside and looks around cautiously.

Chaz regards the plane and smirks, considering. "Well, looks like you get a lift," he says and review the plane, comparing it with models he knows.

When Chaz gives him a hand up the first tall stair, Blindside can take it himself, a glower give to Danthrall. "Tally." Mutters the Halfer as he moves inside.

The inside of the plane is lushly appointed; easily a luxury lifestyle. It seems to be some sort of… living room. Like someone lives on the plane further back in the fusillage. A black man in a black suite, white shirt and a bow tie, white gloves, stands in the room. "The King will see you in a moment. PLease. Make yourselves comfortable." His tone is crisp, clipped, almost militaristic.

Once past the wards, the shaman shifts his senses back to the astral realm, to attempt to get an accurate read on who is doing the hiring. This 'king' as he refers to himself just might have a reason to think himself such, and Dan wants to at least get an idea of why.

Chaz nods and looks around the roomy plane, though he looks to be taking in the layout more as if he expects something to be jumping from the shadows than considering throwing his next party here.

The back room, is warded as well, making it hard to see beyond the wall that separates the rear fuselage from the front. The man, the black man, appears to be a human in the prime of his health, with no cybernetics or bioware, nor any magical talent. Just… a man. A crisp man.

The plane is built as a home on the wing, that much is clear from Chaz's casual inspection.

Blindside plops down, and blinks. "Dudes! Check out this trid!" He says, pointing to the 'forward' wall of the cabin you're in. It is dominated by a massive trid screen.

The Screen comes on at that note, flashing 'STANDBY' twice.

Danthrall's senses realign with the physical world just as the screen begins to flash, and his attention is drawn towards the forward section of the plane.

Chaz gives a bit of a nod to the black man in the suit as his gaze goes past him. After all, as the song says, everybody's crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man. As Blindside looks at the trix, the elf nods. "Looks like probably an MCT TurboTrid 800, with the fully functioning sensory sound, including force feedback seating, so you can feel like you're really in the trid, without going simsense."

The screen rezzes in to resolution, the shape of a man, head down turned, cast in shadow from direct lighting above, standing in the middle of the room. The black man in the suit slides in to a Parade-Rest position, his head turning down, a sort of respectful posture.

"Greetings." The trid-man's voice is soft, an almost sorpranic tone.

"Thank you for coming. YOu are the shadowrunners I called for."

Danthrall crosses his arms and watches the screen, waiting for the Johnson to get to the point and stop stating the obvious.

Blindside sits there, waiting for the meat to get going.

Chaz looks the image over, hmmming slightly to himself, listening to the voice while his eyes regard the face, a slight furrow to his brow as he focuses on the picture. Being a man of disguises, he knows how little a face can truely mean, especially a virtual one which could be generated by a matrix host.

The man starts to walk forward, without moving, the sort of thing possible on a trid screen. "I require an object returned to my possession. A gold record, which I earned for 'Momma Don't Cry', my 2032 comeback tour." Says the Johnson…


"It was stolen by hooligans from my London Manor some 20 years ago, but I want it back. It's resurfaced in Denver, in the hands of a petty drug dealer. Get my record back."

"You are fucking shitting me." Says Blindside, utterly deadpan.

Chaz nods his head and hmmms. Well now, this definitely could be interesting. Drug dealers, one of my favorite types of scum."

Danthrall raises an eyebrow. "A cold-case for an item missing for 20 years? Why not just send your dancing legions after it?"

The J pauses a moment, orienting on where Danthrall is standing. "It's not an item. It's HIStory. It's MYstory. It's mine, cleft from my own flesh, drawn from my own mind." He then smiles, revealing perfect white teeth. "And I want it back. I'm willing to pay. This is what you do, get things for people who pay, yes?"

Danthrall frowns, but nods in affirmation.

"Easy enough, a recovery of some ancient artifacts," Chaz offers jokingly.

That does not seem to please Michael, but he looks back to the others. "I'll leave you to discuss it with my Man, Hakim. Hakim… discuss the matters in detail with my guests."

"Yes, Your majesty." Says Hakim, turning to the runners as the trid-man spins twice, then disappears in a cloud of golden dust.

Blindside blinks. "You have GOT To be fucking shitting me."

"Well, it could be any number of things, but eh, a job is a job is it not?" Chaz offers.

Danthrall says "This is true."

Hakim smiles then. "Now. The terms are simple. Get the record, and each of you gets 5,000 Cash Nuyen… or 10,000 in free passes to the amusement parks of your choice."

"Expiration dates on the passes, or are they good for whenever," offers Chaz considering the choice.

"Good for life to any facility that the King owns." It's well known that Michael Jackson was infact, an elf, a fact revealed after the awakening. He's quite wealthy these days. "And thats an expansive list."

Blindside grins. "I'm fucken IN! I love Amusement parks!"

Hakim nods to Danthral, then looks to Chaz.

"Let's go with the passes," Chaz says and smirks. "Never know when you may want to go to the parks."

Hakim nods. "This will be a super Platinum VIP Pass good for you and a party of up to 4 for VIP treatment at any park. So noted. The data is here." Says the black man holding out a data chip. "Retrieve the record. Return here swiftly. We do not wish to remain; the atmosphere does not agree with the King."

Blindside glances to the other, more professional runners, waiting to see what they do. He's just the driver.

"Easy enough, drug dealers with something like that," Chaz replies and smiles taking the datachip. "Anything else you need? If not, I bet there'll be some junkies in the Warrens glad to see that it's snowing this month."

Danthrall nods to Chaz, and begins to step away, slowly enough to hear if there's anything else needed of the team.

Blindside hops up out of the seat then, offering a wave to Hakim as he follows Danthrall.

Hakim, for his part, shakes his head. "I need what the King requires. Return with the Record and be rewarded. Fail to return, and the King will be displeased."

Chaz nods and slides the chip into his pocket computer letting the virus scanner examine it first. "You hired professionals, the job will be done," he says and moves away with the others.

Engage Travel Dot.

And so, there you are, in the hanger, next to Blindside's awesome car, which is awesome because it's blindsides. "So, Chazarino!" Calls out the halfer. "Where we goin?"

Chaz nods and pulls up the data on the pocket computer after the virus scanner finishes its job, looking it over for the details that were provided, considering playfully to himself as he waits for it to pull up. "Watch it be something like the Muffin Man who lives on Druley Lane."

Danthrall deadpans "There's a Druley lane in Denver?"

Blindside eyes the computer then, a grin coming to his lips. "Naw, I betcha its like, in a graveyard, full of zombies and shit!"

Actually, as it turns out, its in the PCC sector, down in Monument. Monuments a small town between Denver and Colorado Springs, forever forced to remain a small town by the restrictive building policies. As such, it withered and died; mostly a ghost town.

A great place for drug dealers.

"Who's up for a little road trip to check out a Monument?" Chaz replies, "Your traditional Ghost town, and knowing my luck with jobs, we'll probably even see a few ghosts. What a ghastly thought," he says and shrugs a little.

Danthrall begins to walk towards the car, and shrugs. "How far away is this place?"

The cars doors open automatically, one seat, the passenger seat, sliding forward to allow someone in to the back. "Well, uh, it's about 20 miles south. Far enough outside the city core to be a backwoods, not far enough away to be attractive to the rich."
Blindside says that.

Chaz nods and smiles. "Well, that's the idea for drug dealers. Guy's probably got a lab or something set up there. Of course, makes it easier to see emissions from a istance, so either he's venting them some other way if he's cooking there or he's just not caring."

Danthrall climbs in the back. "Well, this shouldn't take too long at all, then," he says, buckling himself up. "I'll just go take a peek at the location while you get us there."

Blindside climbs in to the drivers seat, waiting for people to buckle up before he pulls out of the hanger. He asks Chaz to slot in the data to the cars nav system so he can plot the auto nav. "So then. How we want to this? All FRESHSQUEEZED FICTION, popppen caps in asses, or like, ANGRY REX, and like, run his shit down, or maybe like, I dunno… EXPIRE HARD, and be all, motha FUCKAHHHHH!?"

Danthrall says "I think we should do recon and try to not destroy the record and piss off the most-likely candidate for a shedhim I've ever seen."

"Well," Chaz says as he provides the car with it's data. "You ever seen SHADES OF EVISCERATION?" he asks, "Thinking a mix of a tactical approach with a heavy hitter if its needed," he says and smirks. "I am not too bad at stealth, not yet up to the hiding behind a blade of grass, but getting there."

«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Intelligence (to Blindside) for "Find there.":
1 2 2 3 3 9
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Intelligence (to Blindside) for "See there.":
2 4 5 5 5 7
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Intelligence (to Blindside) for "Fine here.":
2 2 3 3 5 9

It won't take a lot for Danthral to find the location. It's fairly easy to find, based on the dull gray stripes of the road, a few landmarks, thises and thats. The building's not warded, it's an old church chapel, not large, a single main room and a small rectory office. The chapel itself has a few people of it in various states of health, while the rectory office has just one. no spirits, no wards, none of them appear to be awakened.


Chaz looks at the others and turns to his pocket computer, pulling up a portable game to pass the time during the drive. He chuckles slightly to himself and looks back at Danthrall. "Another out of body experience, I just hope he left of a trail of breadcrumbs or else he may never find his way back home."

Blindside heads on down south, headed for MOnument. "So anyway, Chazzarino… What do you do? I mean yer good looken, you got smoothness, you a face?" He gestures to Danthral in the back seat. "He's obviously mojo…"

Chaz laughs to Blindside's comment. "I just am," he says, perhaps metaphorical, but given the tone more likely not. "I am a face, with a secondary skillset in infil and exfil."

Blindside grins as he slides the car down the road, cutting traffic like a knife. "I drive. Real good. I also rig, even better. But driven's good."

Danthrall's eyes open, and he looks around, taking note of where the team's gotten to by this point. "Not much around the dealer. This should be a simple grab."

Blindside huhs as he slides between two trucks. "Okay. They got any riggers?"

Chaz goes silent, going back to his video game. Arcturus Attacks, based of the movie of the same name about an alien invader trying to take over earth to use its men for breeding stock and its women for fuel.

Danthrall shrugs. "I did a cursory check to spot any magical threats. There weren't any, nor did there seem to be anyone with the talent around. I didn't notice anyone with enough chunks missing to look like a rigger, but I didn't exactly stick around and read everyone around.

Blindside shrugs, coming up on the Monument City Limits. "A'ight. So. Face man! Whats the plan? We bust down the door and bust some chops with hi-yah kung fu, of which I have none, or what?"

"Well, As I said, I can deal with infil and exfil," Chaz offers, "So, from the sounds of it, we still need to ascertain the location of the target item. Best approach would be a physical recon tactic, and I think I have the equipment for that." He turns to Danthrall, "What sort of abilities do you have? Are you combat focused, or do you have more useful support and interaction magics?"

Danthrall says "Little of both."

"Okay. So uh. You!" A gesture to Chaz. "Go find it! Infil!"
Blindside did that.

Danthrall says "Specifically, I can disguise you to look like someone else… or render you invisible. Even quiet the noise you make up. Or make it more difficult for you to be harmed. Or just fry the opposition with lightning. Either-or."

Chaz nods and hmms, looking at Danthrall. "Looking more for controlling things from a distance, if you have that. Also, the disguise could come in handy. Can you do that on a non-willing target?" he asks and smiles.

«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Stealth for "+12 for ruth":
1 3 5 5 9

Blindside pulls to a stop nearby, looking over at the church… "Nice place." The church is a dilapidated single room country chapel.

Recon, says Chaz.

"Ok," Chaz says as he pulls out his ruthenium from the pack he carries. "Going to do initial recon, figure if we got some guards, we could turn them on each other with some magic work. Going to need you to keep a watch for magic things though, I kinda lack that seventh sense," he offers. He leaves his weapons behind in his pack, setting it in the vehicle. "Figure go in unarmed on this one. Not sure what to expect, but if we're truly dealing with a drug dealer, one spark near a lab and boom."

It's easy enough to get in to the church; given that the front doors are open to vent the interior…

Danthrall nods, and looks out the window to have another look on the astral before waving Chaz on, provided it's clear.

The astral is uninteresting; no magical backup for the little drug lab in the middle of no where.

Chaz hmmms, turning on his enhanced sensors, visual going to low light, thermo and ultrasound, enhanced audio perception of select sound filters to filter out most of the background noise while amplifying the church's sounds, and his nose going into full mode to try and pick up any smells it can.

«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Intelligence for "Visual":
1 1 1 2 2 4 19
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Intelligence + 6 for "Smell":
2 2 3 3 3 3 5 5 5 5 10 10 22
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Intelligence + 5 for "Audio":
1 1 2 2 2 2 3 3 4 5 8 11

Inside, you can see shadows being cast by 4 people. They are cooking up a batch of Nova Coke. One of them likes SWORD cologne, two havn't bathed, one's a woman on her period. The back rectory office has one person in it based on the light being cast by a single bulb.

Chaz smiles and hmmms, "Well now, this is going to be fun," he thinks to himself. "Too bad these people aren't religious. A nice burning bush and a booming voice from the sky."

Blindside waits in the car. Like a rigger.

Chaz grits his teeth, pulling the ruthenium tight around his face. Amount of drugs floating around there, not to mention the other smells. He slowly creeps through, working to try and plan a route that take him around the empty spots rather than try and deal with people if at all possible.

«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Stealth for "+12 for ruth":
2 3 7 11 15

THe route is fairly easy. Theres one guy who wanders to the front door, looking out the window next to it, but otherwise, people are pretty easy going; in that they are not expecting you know, shadowrunners. Or Cops.

«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Pentjak-Silat - Pentjak-Silat + Combat Pool: 5 vs TN 4:
3 4 5 8 13 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Pentjak-Silat vs TN 4 for "Missing dice on last roll due to dice coding.":
1 1 3 3 3 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 5 vs TN 3 for "ARmored Jacket, Pistol, body 5. D damage stun coming in.":
1 1 3 3 5 = 3 Successes
«OOC» Blindside says, "Bodyguard takes an S. Pose your attack."

Chaz walks up towards the guard as he does his rounds, smiling a bit to himself as he waits to pick his moment, and as the guard is in midstep, he goes to gives an elbow to the side of the guard, pushing up to hopefully drive the air out of him.

«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 4 for "Percption":
1 2 3 10
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 4 vs TN 11 for "Half blind, +3 for S wound.":
1 1 4 5 = 0 Successes

THe air is driven out of him, stumbling forward and away from the church a bit. HE turns, momentarlly too stunned to raise the alarm, to try and punch whatever just smacked the shit out of him.

He doesn't exactly do the greatest job.

«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Pentjak-Silat + Combat Pool: 5 vs TN 4:
1 1 1 2 2 3 3 4 5 5 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Pentjak-Silat + Combat Pool: 5 - 3 vs TN 4 for "KP 1/22":
1 2 2 3 5 10 11 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 4 vs TN 7 for "Defense!":
3 4 5 5 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 4 vs TN 3 for "Awww fucky doo!":
1 3 3 10 = 3 Successes
«OOC» Blindside says, "He'll take nother S, and get himself knockered out. POse it"

Chaz looks at the guard stumbling away from the church and turns to try and take out the phantom menace attacking him, whiffing worse than a number of minor leaguers at bat. Chaz steps as he is out of position, a wrist chop down against his neck looking to shock him suddenly to cause a loss of consciousness.

And like that, the outside guard is down, slumping to the ground with a groaned thud.

"Dude! Did you see that shit? That was some kung fu action right there! AWesome!" Says blindside to Danthral, in side the car.

Danthrall shakes his had, and squints, trying to get a good view of what's going on (freaking normal human senses.)

Blindside punches up the vision magnification in the cars sensor package, the HUD in the car expanding to give ring side seats. "Frecken awesome! Go man go!"

Chaz bends down to pick up the guard's gun, sliding it beneath his ruth before heading back towards the door to the office. Once he actually approaches the door this time, he slides a hand out to open it, acting like he plans to step in, likely making a scene as the transparent projection is still in place.

«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Stealth for "+12 ruth":
2 2 4 4 5
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 4 for "Dude one":
1 4 5 5
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 3 for "Dude Two":
3 4 5
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 6 for "Dude Three":
2 4 5 5 5 11

Chaz holds the gun as best he can, trying to keep it out of sight as he moves through the church once more, trying to weave his way around the remaining people. He slowly shuffles through, not wanting to move too fast and get a blur, nor run into one of the civilians.

THe interior of the church has been turned in to a Meth Lab, with beakers and shit and all kinds of chemistry stuff. The back of the chaple has a door leading to the rectors office.

The Other two runners sort of sit in the car…

Negotiations go poorly.

Chaz's free hand reaches out to try the doorknob to the back office, working to try and open the door. He tries to move the knob slowly, knowing the motion of the door would give his stealth away, but doesn't want to be foiled by a locked door.

The doors not locked, it seems.

Chaz steps into the room through the door and tosses the guy down and aside, the smile still on his lips as he speaks. "Should hire better guards," he says as he takes in this back room.

Donahue looks up from his desk, where he is currently weighing a plate of drugs. "So, what… you looking for a job?"

"I am from the Syndicate. You have a choice. You work for us, or you no longer work," Chaz says, leaving himself still behind the ruthenium, to mask his image as well as his location. Well, as much as his body heat and voice give it away.

Donahue's eyes narrow. "Syndicate my ass. You want me dead, I'm dead. But I ain't dead. And neither are my guys outside, cause I can hear em packaging still. So. Stop wasting my goddamn time and tell me what you want, spooky man, or get the fuck out of my office."

«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 5 for "Syndicate? Which syndicate?":
2 3 5 11 15
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Pentjak-Silat + Combat Pool: 5 vs TN 4:
1 1 1 3 3 4 5 7 7 10 = 5 Successes
«OOC» Chaz is trying to slam him headfirst into the desk, was first looking at subdual but that's a bad option for me since it's -3 dice with Pentjak.
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Pentjak-Silat + Combat Pool: 5 - 5 vs TN 4 for "KP 2/22":
2 3 3 4 8 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 5 + Combat Pool: 5 vs TN 4 for "You ain't behind me, and moving fast negates ruth":
1 2 4 4 4 4 4 7 9 17 = 8 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Body vs TN 2:
2 5 5 11 14 = 5 Successes

Chaz moves towards the table, hoping to go for the man and smack him into the table, arms reaching to go for his head. Of course, being a blur does make your actions a bit more readable than being a shadow and he ends up with his head going down towards the table. One of the reasons to be glad of a cybernetic skull. With his head against the table, it doesn't phase him, actually makes him laugh a little bit. "Not bad, needs more power" he admits, "My boss wants the record, and you can either give it to me or I can take it."

Donahue stands now, rolling his neck. "I paid good money for that record. You want it, you gonna have to pay for it."

"I'll pay, with your life, sounds like a fair trade to me," Chaz says, as transducing over a sentence on his communit, "Its me versus the dealer, if the house wins, give the church a new drive thru."

Commlink-BSyde> Blindside says, "I read you."

«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 3 for "+7= Donahue's init":
1 5 5
«OOC» Blindside says, "18 for Donahue"
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls Initiative with a result of 13.
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Initiative with a result of 12.
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Initiative with a result of 7.
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 6 vs TN 4 for "Fast Draw":
1 2 3 3 5 11 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 6 + Combat Pool: 6 vs TN 2 for "Pistols. Short range. Smartlink 2, no light mods. You're sort of right there. No cover.":
1 2 3 3 4 4 4 4 5 5 5 5 = 11 Successes
«OOC» Chaz says, "Ouch, I say. I say ouch."
«OOC» Blindside says, "Gun is a Colt Manhunter, Ammunition is standard, 9M base damage. +5 stages."
«OOC» Blindside says, "Dodge?"
«OOC» Chaz says, "Actually, be better not to dodge. It's TN 4 to dodge, it's less to take the hit and use armor to soak it since the TN is lower."
«OOC» Blindside nods. Whats your ballistic?
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) has the Armor Rating Ballistic with the value '7'.
«OOC» Blindside says, "14 successes to soak completely. I'll roll the second shot."
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 6 + Combat Pool: 3 vs TN 2 for "Second shot.":
1 1 2 2 2 4 5 5 9 = 7 Successes
«OOC» Blindside says, "9D+3, 9D+1"
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Body + Combat Pool: 4 vs TN 2 for "Resisting the first shot":
1 2 2 2 3 4 5 5 5 = 8 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Chaz (#4325) rolls Body + Combat Pool: 4 + Karma Pool: 4 vs TN 2 for "Resisting the second shot, KP 8/22":
1 1 2 3 3 4 4 5 5 5 7 10 15 = 11 Successes
S Wound

You know. It's usually a bad idea to walk in to a drug dealers den and then try and head-knock him, then dictate terms… Standing, Donahue eyes the shimmering form of Chaz. His hand is quick, too quick to act first, to stop. His colt clears the holster the gun tracking over the form. Two shots ring out, bringing the men in the front portion of the church to alertness they previously did not have.

"Lets renegotiate this bullshit, pansy boy…"

Chaz takes the shots, the first one hitting him close in the chest, knocking him back as the wind gets knocked out of him, a nice hole to keep a hankie in being produced by the bullet. At least he's getting enough metals in his diet now. The second one however pegs his armor, hitting the plates and riccocheting off to fall at the floor.

«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Intelligence vs TN 7 (to Blindside):
1 2 4 10 11 17 = 3 Successes
«OOC» Blindside says, "Danthral can hear the gunshots."
«OOC» Blindside says, "+3 Tn, -3 init to chaz."
«OOC» Blindside says, "Chaz's init is now 9."

Danthrall says "We should get in there. Now."

Blindside growls, his foot hitting the accellerator. The engine roars and the car's front tires leap off the ground as the car starts to move forward. "Roger that, omae! Strap yer ass in cause this bitch ain't built for this shit!"


Chaz looks up at Donahue as he gets shot, not saying anything. Instead, he moves to grab the gun he had tossed aside earlier as he moves towards the door, stepping out into the main room before dropping to the ground and bringing the gun up to the ready and aimed at the door to the office, since that's the way Donahue will have to come from.

«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 6 vs TN 2 for "Shooty 1":
2 4 4 5 8 11 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 6 vs TN 2 for "Shooty 1":
2 3 3 3 8 10 = 6 Successes

Yeah, Donahue ain't happy. This happy motherfucker walks in to his office, is all 'gimmie yer shit or ya die'. Thats just rude. And he ain't got no backup. He moves around the desk, following Chaz now, his gun barking off two more shots. "LIE DOWN AND DIE BITCH!"

Chaz silently curses the fact that he walked into the middle of this without calling in for backup, a little cockiness on his part, and now he's a new Chaz skin rug on the floor as the bullets dig into him, burying themselves in his muscles. He bites back calling out in pain, instead just collapsing to the floor completely, his consciousness drifting away from him, saying to his body, 'Let me out of this place, I'm outta place, I'm in outer space, I've just vanished without a trace, I'm going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow, I'll be back in an hour or so.'

Dude, there's a car in the church.

Blindside keeps the wheels in the air almost all the way down the street, bringing them down on the front steps of the church, letting the rear tires then propell the car up and in to the church. The doors shatter off their hinges as Blindside skitters the car side to side, the body pannels crumpling. Thats gonna be days of pounding out… The car muscles its way in to the church's sanctuary, the engine roaring and drawing the attention of the mooks.

"IT AINT DELIVERY, BITCH! ITS DEGORNO!" Calls blindside on the outside speakers.

«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Centering vs TN 3:
1 5 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Centering - 1 vs TN 3 for "KP 1/7":
4 = 1 Success
«OOC» Danthrall cheers, and now I resist 3M drain when that time rolls around.
«OOC» Blindside nods
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Sorcery - 1 vs TN 4 for "3 Sorcery + 2 Spell Pool, Dood 3":
2 4 4 5 8 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Sorcery - 1 vs TN 4 for "3 Sorcery + 2 Spell Pool, Dood 4":
1 1 3 3 9 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Sorcery - 2 vs TN 4 for "3 Sorcery + 2 Spell Pool, Dood 4, KP 2/7":
1 5 8 15 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 4 vs TN 4 for "Dood 3, spell resist":
1 3 3 5 = 1 Success
«OOC» Blindside says, "He'll take full effect"
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Willpower + 1 vs TN 3 for "Resist 3M Drain, Dood 3 spell":
1 1 2 3 5 5 5 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 4 vs TN 4 for "Dood 4, spell resist":
1 1 4 5 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Willpower + 1 vs TN 3 for "Resist 3M Drain, Dood 4 spell":
1 1 2 4 4 5 11 = 4 Successes
«OOC» Blindside says, "He'll take full effect."
«OOC» Danthrall says, "Two guys down. Could have gotten them all if I'd remembered I didn't have the Area stun spell. Shucks-darn."

As the car squeels to the top of the stairs that lead into the church, and Blindside is concerned with driving, a low chanting is heard from the passenger seat. The air around the shaman's hands glow, and his fingers seem to meld into claws, while his eyes lose color and his skin turnes a dull gray in color, like that of stone. A soft ripple flyes through the air just as the smoke dispensers begin to pump out of the car, and slam into the nearest goons, knocking them out.

«OOC» Blindside says, "New inits"
Danthrall shakes his head, saying "And you guys asked for the tickets."
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Initiative with a result of 10.
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 2 for "+7, Donahue":
1 2
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 1 for "+5, Dude 1":
«OOC» Danthrall got excited, and though he could go twice.
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls Initiative with a result of 9.
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) has the Attribute Quickness with the value '4'.
«OOC» Blindside says, "Donahue goes first."
«OOC» Blindside says, "2 mooks, and Donahue."
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 6 + Combat Pool: 6 vs TN 2 for "Shooten the damn car. FUCKEN CARS! IN MY CHURCH! I DONT LIKE CARS IN MY CHURCH!":
2 2 2 3 3 3 4 5 5 9 10 17 = 12 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 3 + Combat Pool: 10 vs TN 2 for "DONT BE KILLEN MAH CAR!":
1 3 3 3 5 5 5 5 8 8 8 11 17 = 12 Successes
«OOC» Blindside says, "Car takes an L wound."
«OOC» Danthrall says, "Right through the engine block. That's an important part, right?"
«OOC» Danthrall says, "Or maybe right through the passenger-side mirror."
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 6 + Combat Pool: 4 vs TN 2 for "Shooten the damn car. FUCKEN CARS! IN MY CHURCH! I DONT LIKE CARS IN MY CHURCH! SHOOTEN TWO, ELECTRIC BOGGALOO":
2 2 3 3 3 4 4 4 5 5 = 10 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls Body vs TN 6 for "Dumpshock test":
2 2 4 5 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls Body vs TN 6 for "Dumpshock test 1/7":
1 4 4 5 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls Body vs TN 6 for "Dumpshock test 3/7":
5 5 5 8 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls Body - 1 vs TN 6 for "Dumpshock test 6/7":
2 2 3 = 0 Successes

Oh HELL NO! Who the fuck put a car in Donahue's church? This is his lab! This is where he makes his money! Oh HELLLLS no! He levels his pistol. He doesn't have a bunch of punch with the thing, but you know, sometimes you just need a good shot. And Donahue is a good shot. "I HATE PIZZA!" Says the man as he fires two shots in to the car's engine compartment.

The Car's engine immediately sputters as Blindside is dumped from the car, his body convulsing and blood trickling from his nose.

«OOC» Danthrall says, "Alright. Single spell at Donahue. Force 4. The Drain will be a much nicer, TN 1 (2)S this time. Donahue will be resisting 4S."
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Centering vs TN 2 for "Meep?":
3 5 = 2 Successes
«OOC» Danthrall says, "Make that 4M for me."
«OOC» Blindside nods.
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Sorcery + 6 vs TN 6 for "Intimidate the fuck out of Dood/Mook 1":
1 2 3 3 4 4 4 4 4 5 5 9 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Sorcery + 5 vs TN 6 for "Intimidate the fuck out of Dood/Mook 1, KP 3/7":
2 3 3 3 3 3 5 9 9 11 11 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Sorcery + 1 vs TN 6 for "Intimidate the fuck out of Dood/Mook 1, KP 5/7":
1 1 5 5 5 9 13 = 2 Successes
«OOC» Danthrall says, "Bah. Stand. It's 4D+..2, I think?"
«OOC» Danthrall says, "Stun, So 2 boxes of Physical in there."
«OOC» Blindside says, "He cannot get more successess than your own, so he takes it down. Pose it."
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Willpower vs TN 2 for "Resist 2M":
1 2 3 3 3 4 = 5 Successes

Danthrall shoves open the door and stands up after releasing the saftey harness (Not going to do much any more, at this point. The mana from his previous casting has only just begun to dissipate when the shamanic mask flares up again, the smoke that's begun to pour from the engine swirling away as if being cast aside by the flapping of wings. Almost the embodiment of a Gargoyle, the air between Danthrall and Donahue ripples chaotically, and the force of the spell hits him, making him fall back and unconscious fully. The shaman's eyes flare as he snarls at the Mook, almost daring him to attack.

"You may leave," the shaman growls, "but only if you go now."

Donahue gets flung in to the wall with the power of the spell that strikes him, his gun dropping. The mook eyes the situation, then runs, trying for the back door…

Silence reigns in the church. A half million dollar car and 2 runners ruined for a 5,000 nuyen record.

Danthrall sighs, and glances at the rigger in the seat. He reaches over and removes the cable from the datajack and attempts to rouse the dwarf.

He's awake, barely, a physical S wound from the dumpshock. He is dazed, not quite here right now… "Oh… fuck fuck.. fuck….. fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck….."

Danthrall tries this for about 10 seconds, before heading off in search of Chaz to try to get him sorted out, as well.

«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Centering vs TN 2:
4 5 = 2 Successes
«OOC» Danthrall says, "Make that 2S"
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Sorcery + 6 vs TN 8 for "Healing time?":
1 1 1 2 3 3 4 5 5 5 5 7 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Sorcery + 6 vs TN 8 for "Healing time? KP 6/7":
1 2 3 3 4 4 4 4 5 7 7 9 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Centering vs TN 3 for "Resist M":
1 5 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Sorcery + 6 for "Force 4 Inc. Body spell":
1 1 2 2 3 4 4 5 5 5 10 11
«OOC» Danthrall says, "Bah… TN was 4, so 7 successes. BS has a body of 9… sadly I only have up to force 5."
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Willpower vs TN 3 for "Drain":
2 4 4 4 5 11 = 5 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Sorcery + 6 vs TN 11 for "Fix the Blindside!":
1 1 1 2 2 2 3 3 4 4 5 11 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Sorcery + 5 vs TN 11 for "Fix the Blindside!, Last KP":
1 2 2 2 2 3 4 4 5 5 11 = 1 Success
«OOC» Blindside says, "L wound now."
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Centering vs TN 2:
1 5 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Danthrall (#7693) rolls Willpower vs TN 2:
1 3 5 11 13 17 = 5 Successes

Danthrall moves to Chaz's fallen form and goes through the process of bringing him back from death's door.. not very far from it, but enough.

Chaz groans as he looks, his eyes focusing. As he sees the people down and the remains of the car, he groans at the motions. "I think I prefered being dead. Less debts," he says before moving to stand, shambling over towards the vehicle to pull out his medkit. "Definately owe you one, and him a lot more. Anything you can do for him before I patch him up?" he asks, opening the case.

Blindside opens the door of the car, leaning out now, almost puking as he comes to his knees. "Recon. He said recon. What the fuck happened? They get the drop on you?"

Danthrall shakes his head. "I can offer aid, but my real assistance will come when you've finished. Still…" he lays a hand on the vomiting dwarf's shoulder, "I will do what I can."

Danthrall's hand so glows when he did that. Didn't forget to mention that at all.

Chaz groans and reaches a hand out to hold his head. "Could the three of you dwarves please be quiet for a moment," he says softly and then begins to start sorting out the medkits supplies. "Ah, here we are, this should help you feel better," he says aiming for the middle dwarf with a air dartgun. "It's something.. something that will help stop the tingles and the jangles."

Danthrall waits patiently for Chaz to finish the first aid, before moving some more mana into the Dwarf, this in a more constructive way, helping the sores from the dumpshock ease away.

As the healing goes down, Chaz takes one of Donahue's guns and leans in to rest the gun barrel against the guy's head. Anything better than having to deal with talking about it for now.

«OOC» Blindside says, "To wrap, Danthral gets himself a spirit, finds the record, Chaz kills people and Blindsides summons scabbard and his other cars to come get them the fuck out of here."
«OOC» Blindside says, "And Chaz calls some drug dealer contacts."
«OOC» Blindside says, "Right?"
«OOC» Danthrall will conjur up a city spirit to manifest in the car and get it into the trailer, if need be.
«OOC» Blindside says, "May be required. It ain't moving on its own"
«OOC» Chaz says, "And a weapons dealer for the weapons they used. Figure they might have some use. Got an arms dealer and a gun runner."
«OOC» Chaz says, "If either of them want it ,they can have it."
«OOC» Chaz says, "Anything else that the costs don't cover, Chaz can get the parts himself easily enough."

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