Vashti grinned at Braga's feral command and cocked an eyebrow at his group.  "Well, friends, age before beauty."  He said, drawing his swords and rushing at the door, ready for whatever awaited on the other side.  One foot lashed out in a powerful kick at the door's latching mechanism and, assuming the door opened, Vashti followed it into the room.

"Heh," Callie chuckled at the jerridu's comment.  Whatever you might want to say about his lack of discipline, he certainly brought enthusiasm to any battle.  "Thanks for the compliment." she replied, as she moved towards the indicated room, her suit's restrait system loaded and ready to take down any opposition.  Killing may be what the lieutenant ordered, but it seemed to the young woman that it was often faster to incapacitate the opponents rather than trying to blast through whatever armor they were wearing.

"I was talking to Tyirrak, Red." Vashti said over his shoulder, in repsonse to Calliandra.

Aware of danger ahead, Shimrod nevertheless kicks in the door to V without hesitation and enters.

To clear up any confusion before I get a chance to make a map...

Attacking Room "U" is:
Calliandra
Tyirrak
Vashti
Braga
Portia

Attacking "V" is:
Shimrod
Thasha
Karnon
Oksana
Van Fanel

Attacking "W" is:
Flat Bullet
Daemonis
Burd
Severin
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Calliandra opens the door to 'U', being sure to remain out of sight of the door when it opens. Tyirrak is immediately behind her, and Vashti, Braga and Portia are on the other side of the door.

As soon as the mechanical door slides open, flames spew from the opening literally melting the doorframe and the floor, and scorches Calliandra's and Vashti's armour.

It wouldn't be so bad if the flames stopped... but this fire shows no sign of letting up...

(Note this is MD fire, which is why it is melting everything)


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This same scenario repeats for Van and his squad on door 'V'. With Van and Shimrod on one side of the door, and Thasha, Oksana and Karnon on the other. Flames continue to pour out of this open door as well...

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On the contrary, when Burd and Severin rip off the door to 'W' there are no flames at all. No flames and no sounds of any kind... nothing more than a gust of wind that passes throug Daemonis' hair... the air is thick and stale, and stinks of death...

Instantly Flat Bullet opens fire at Daemonis, blasting away with his massive power armour-sized rail gun.


Likewise, Burd grabs Severin by the throat and tries to claw out his eyes with his other hand.

10:24, Today: Severin rolled 8 using 1d20+3. strike.
10:16, Today: Severin rolled 20 using 1d20+5. parry claws.

Severin is caught completely off guard by the sudden attack, and manages to try and defend himself against the Demons' attacks, as well as striking back with his tail, attempting to poison Burd.
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Irritated by the constant flame deluge, Shimrod backs off and looks to his commander for instructions. "Perhaps magic could assist us here...even my state-of-the-art kittani armor can't witstand this heat for long."

PM

   Oksana removes her multi-optic headset and drops it on the floor outside the room.  She then extends just a hand at first into the flames.  If the heat is unbearable she'll recoil immediately.  If the temperature is tolerable, Oksana will attempt to step inside and pass the wall of fire to see beyond.

Caught off-guard, Daemonis is struck by the first rail-gun slug. The close-quarters shot takes him by surprise. He'd been hit by arrows and other projectiles, but a piece of metal traveling at mach speed, was a new experience, even against his Invincible Armor. But it's not something he intends to have repeated.

The next shots that come his way he parries with hands now surrounded in a field of energy, intending to deflect the shots back at the overgrown lizard man who's weak neanderthal brain gave in so easily to the mental commands of whatever lay beyond that door. Considering how quickly the group gave in to that serpent's demands, he hoped this was not her double-crossing.

Tyirrak had done nothing but stare at the doors and wait when they opened as the burst of flame came through. He huffed, buffered himself with energy resistant psychic energy and darted extremely low through the doorway, his bladed tail the last thing seen of him go through.

Inside, he sniffed for the psychic residue left by these flames, and its source. The blades sprouted again on his armor, although he avoided

Severin manages to parry Burds initial attack, but fails in his attempt to sting Burd with his tail. Burd continues relentlessly to mutilate Severins' face - with one hand still around the Tauton's neck, the other winds up to pummel Severin repeatedly.

Flat Bullet continues to fire at Daemomis with his massive rail gun. Daemonis is just barely out of reach of the grackle tooth, and deflects each and every shot back at the former sherriff. Surprisingly, Bullet does not flinch as one of the rounds is deflected into his forehead. If it weren't for his body armour and tough skin he would already be dead...

Flat Bullet seems to be aware that he will not last much longer in this situation and runs inside the opened door, dissappearing from sight.


(more to come)

Shimrod watches to see if Oksana's efforts are successful, poised and covering her.

Van makes a quick side-step (or barrel roll, depending on his proximity to flames) and brings his gun to bare. In the interest of self preservation he casts a spell. He wastes to breath on reactions. There was a time he'd've been taken off guard by this kinda thing. Even without any senses beyond the 5th, he was not one to be surprised anymore.

With the spell active he charges in toward the source of the flames, guns blazing.

Stifling a squeak, Callie started to step back before she remembered she was encased in a rather durable metal suit.  Still, as the odd telltale began to light up in her sight she completed the move.

With a bit more space between her and the combustion, she looked to the source to see if it was technological or magical.

Vashti let out a whoop that seemed almost pleased, "Oh, how clever, a trap."  The 6-armed soldier dropped his guns and bandoleer of grenades back away from the flaming doorway, then dashed through.

DOOR 'U'

Tyirrak is the first one inside, spotting the one responsible for the fire instantly and opens fire. A humanoid covered in flames glares back at Tyirrak and returns fire with streams of flames from his hands. He isn't close to fast enought to even graze the lanotaur, and Tyirrak burns a hole thorugh his chest in 4 shots. The flames instantly vanish from the doorway just after Vashti and Calliandra charge inside. Braga and Portia are right behind them as soon as the flames disappear.




The room has a dozen enclosed beds on the far side of the room, with massive sea-mine looking devices above the head of each bed. These are the devices Tolkeen wants.. Another two sickly-looking humans are curled up in a corner of the room, holding each other and naked (a man and a woman).


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DOOR 'V'

Oksana's skin is badly scorched when she puts her hand inside the flames, but she heals the damage quickly. She then steps through the flames, followed by Van and Thasha.



The room has a dozen enclosed beds, with massive sea-mine looking devices above the head of each bed. These are the devices Tolkeen wants.. There are five people inside all covered in flames, and they all immediately attack, by hurling bolts of fire from their hands, spread amongst Oksana, Van and Thasha.

Karnon and Shimrod wait outside.


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DOOR 'W'

Flat Bullet peaks back around the corner to take another shot at Daemonis but is hit with a magic net from the mage instead. The Grackle Tooth is incapacitated.

Burd continues to pummel Severin in the face.
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   The flames in the doorway have a blackening effect on Oksana's flesh, charring the silvery skin and blade-like feathers, not to mention incinerating much of her clothing.  But she doesn't appear overly concerned as bursters throw more fire at her and her comrades.
   Oksana's instincts are to dodge.  She tries to duck under one blast of fire before initiating a rather short-range teleportation across the room.  Her target will be to reappear behind the burster on the far left, hovering a few inches in the air, and land a solid steel fist into the back of his skull.
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An old relic he's kept with him since he was a kid, a trinket from someone who used to know his mother, Van raises his Iron Buckler -- a shield built into a forearm guard. When he puts his arm up it spreads like a chinese fan from out of concealment in the arm brace and an energy field is erected in front of him.

"Fuck" he mutters to himself, almost inaudible from behind his exoskeleton's expressionless helmet. He uses his CP-50 to fire a volley of 4 grenades wherever he figures it'll hit a couple bursters but do minimal damage to the hardware.

Seeing that Oksana's painful entry seems survivable (at least to her!), Shimrod steels himself and follows her in through the flames.

Severin continues to struggle against Burd's grip, attempting to sting him, or bit him or even a headbutt.

Tyirrak turned and leaned his head in, sniffing at their sick peoples scents, sensing powerful psychic potential. He tried to figure out if they were currently engaging their psychic energies. Unarmed meant nothing to people like that, and they were possibly controlling peoples heads already. He stalked over to them, "Stop whatever it is your doing, if you are using your psychic energy, or I will kill you. I am stronger than you, and you will die before I do. You cannot get into my head, toss me around burn me or anything before I kill you. Are we clear?"

Oksana's punch is mostly absorbed by the flames surrounding the burster. The flame seems to act as a force field. The punch still staggers the psychic, but only serves to enrage him further as he turns his full attention to the metallic angel and continues to attack her.


Van fires off three spheres of energy from his TW exoskeleton, and directs them towards the bursters, while also attempting to avoid hitting Oksana with the small blast radius. He drops one of the bursters with 2 hits from the spheres, and the others cut the flames, and raise their arms in a motion of surrender. Thasha and Shimrod move in with their weapons rasied, should these psychics try anything other than cooperate.

Tyirrak is not attacked after his demand for surrender of the cowering psychics in his room. Only one of them has the courage or strength to look up at the Lanotaur. His face shows complete terror...

Severin is unable to make a successful sting, and his attacks are parried, or answered with equal attacks to his neck and face.
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Severin fights as hard as he ever has against the demon, "You're fucked." is all he says as he continues striking out with his scorpion like tale.