Jake thought about the automoton's words but couldn't quite make heads or tails of them. He looked over the small cabin and thought, Looks like little more than a bunch of scrap wood made into a shed.

OOC:
10:46, Today: Jake Lawrence rolled 1,3 using 1d4,1d6, rerolling max with rolls of 1,3. Knowledge Occult.
10:52, Today: Jake Lawrence rolled 5,3 using 1d6,1d6, rerolling max with rolls of 5,3. Notice. 

Alouette notices the lack of door. In fact, it notices lots of things.

[[ Notice: 14! ]]

"Well, I woke.  Like from a sleep.  A sleep of nightmares ... I was hungry.  Very hungry.  The only time I every felt any hunger that close was during the war."  Roland replies.  "And m'head hurt."

In reply to Katy, Alouette, and Jake Lawrence:

Alouette does indeed notice a lot of things. Like the sound of movement from within. And the sound of a shotgun being cocked.

Jake also hears the sounds of weapons being readied. Apparently the cabin isn't so empty as it first appeared.

Evans doesn't seem to have noticed anything yet. And neither has katy, apparently...

In reply to Robert Micklethwait (msg #100):

Marina frowns. "That's...odd. Quite odd. I've heard that sort of story before now..." She frowns, and then moves over to the curtains. "Robert, would you kindly come over here for just a moment? I'd like to try something that will give me some answers, if you'll trust me."

The automaton pauses in its ambling around the cabin.

"Firearms," Alouette remarks, then calculates where the last sound/movement came from with scientific precision and attempts to make sure the weapon stays lowered like it did with Evans. It hasn't quite worked out the whole 'windows are solid things you're not supposed to reach through' thing yet.

*CRASH*tinkletinkle*


[[8 strength vs. glass surface. It's not trying to do terminator impressions...]]

Having heard the sounds of other's firearm readied, Jake muttered a prayer and looked to Evans. His eyes narrowed as he noticed Evans not readying himself. In a whisper he said, "Evans, who or what ever is in there is armed."

In reply to Marina Vanderholt (msg #102):

With a chuckle, Robert complies.  "If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't be here.  I don't like the light, if that's what you are going to check"

In reply to Robert Micklethwait (msg #105):

"There is not liking the light, and seeing what the light does to you." She says, pushing his hand through the curtain.

In reply to Jake, Alouette, and Katy:

[[OOC: Please draw and post initiative cards so I can get a good sense of the next sequence of events.]]

Robert let's her do so.

Jake was ready for most anything...

OOC:
07:49, Today: Jake Lawrence drew the single card: AH using a deck of 54 cards. Initiative.

Katy was following Alouette and was thinking over the information. She wasn't really paying attention to the building itself.

Katy pulls a 3c.

Everything seems to be a blur...Alouette sticks it's hand through a window, though it can't feel anything. Shouts of alarm from the cabin . Evans already has his weapon drawn, but otherwise didn't seem prepared for a firefight.

But Jake had a level head quick reflexes...

[[OOC: It's Jake's turn]]

Order of initiative:

Jake Lawrence: AH
Danny Boy: QD
Jesse: 9H
Alouette: 6H
The Amazing Evans: 3H
Katy Devon: 3C

Jake leveled his big Colt Dragoon on the door and called, "Come out with your hands up. This doesn't have to get bloody!" The words had a harsh tone and definite intent behind them.

OOC: Test of Wills!
14:07, Today: Jake Lawrence rolled 4,9 using 1d6,1d6, rerolling max with rolls of 4,(6+3)9. Intimidation.

[edit] Forgot my initiative card ... oops
08:02, Today: Jake Lawrence drew the single card: 10H using a deck of 54 cards. Initiative.
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In reply to Robert Micklethwait (msg #108):

The lady moves his hands through the curtain, letting a little bit of sunlight spill through the curtain. The day is overcast, but it's still bright enough to make the pair of them flinch.

That's all that happens, though. Instinctive reactions to sunlight aside, Robert's hand comes away unharmed.

"Why, I declare I find this most perplexing." Marina mutters. "It was Lucy bit who you, but you've become one of us, not one of the hired help. This is most unusual, but I think I can answer your questions more easily now."

Robert nods.  "So it's like I'm, an officer, not a soldier.  So was Lucy, hired help?"

In reply to Jake Lawrence (msg #112):

There's shouts of alarm from inside.

"Oh Christ! Oh Christ! Oh Christ!"

"Shut up! Shut your fecking hole, ye useless son of a bitch!"

"We're gonna die! We're gonna die again!"

"Get ahold o' yeself, man!" *SMACK!* "You out there! We don't want any trouble, but by God I am not going to let no fecking rebel lawman take me in! Ye go your way, we'll go ours, and there won't be no trouble at all between us! Alouette, if that's you out there, please for the love of God Almighty stop following me!"

[[OOC: Results of Intimidation ToW:

Danny Boy rolled 5,7 using d8-1,d6-1, rerolling max with rolls of 6,(6+2)8. resisting intimidate. Fail, meaning Jake gets a +2 on his next action should he need it.

Jesse rolled 5,5 using d6,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 5,5. resisting intimidate. Also a failure, with a Raise. Jesse is panicked and Shaken.

Danny uses his action to talk.

Jesse attempts to Recover from being Shaken. Jesse rolled 5,2 using d6,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 5,2. recover from shaken attempt. Success, but it takes his whole action.

It's Alouette's turn.]]

"Not Christ," Alouette corrects after withdrawing its arm and looking around for the Second Coming, "-angel."

As such, it can't really refuse Danny's request. However, there are things to sort out: "Howdy Danny Albatross! Howdy Danny Albatross' Differently Alive Friend! Y'all should go to church, it will help y'all not eat people. Eating people is wrong and bad for your soul. Also for eaten people."

There's a short pause. "Self told Ambrose, Miss Devon and Jake Lawrence not to harm or frighten y'all...but Jake Lawrence forgets fast..." *tiktiktik* "Fear Not! Self will go tell him again. Y'all should put those smokewagons away - if y'all hurt mortals self is not required to protect y'all."

The automaton patters back round the front to put itself directly between Jake and the most logical firing point from inside the cabin, assuming - correctly or not - Katy will follow like she did before.

"Cease! Not add plus plus negative energies! Be excellent to each other!"


[[Alouette moves its pace and into combat mode: Actively In The Way
init: QS]]
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[[OOC: I think we'll drop out of combat rounds for now.]]

"We didn't eat nobody! I swear we didn't! And we certainly didn't eat..." *SMACK*

Evans sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. "I do not even have words." he mutters, looking at Jake. "This is a debacle of the highest order." he sighs, and lowers his gun, then nods to Jake and indicates he should do the same.

"Listen up in there!" he says. "I'll have you know that I'm from Boston. I'm not a rebel, nor, if you want to be technical about it, a citizen of the CSA. However, I am this town's acting law official, and since you're the first undead federal soldiers we've met who weren't off chanting biblical doom, I have some questions for you that might help us solve a particularly large dilemma that we have here. If you surrender yourselves into our custody, I can promise you that once I've taken your statements and determined you aren't a threat to life and limb of others you will be free to go. does that sound like a workable deal?"

"I ain't no filthy fuckin' Yank!" Shouts one of the voices. "I always knew you was a Yankee spy, Evans! I knew it!"

There's another loud *SMACK*, followed by a thud.

"I think we can work out a deal. Send in th' machine."

"Angel," Alouette corrects, though it still looks to Jake to see if he's been sufficiently reminded not to shoot its albatross and is ready to move if it gets out of the line of fire between him and inside.

Jake shock his head and holstered his Colt. "This aught to be good." he muttered as they waited to see how things played out.

"Be excellent,"  Alouette reminds him, and sidles over to try the knocking thing again.

*knocknok*

" Aww.." She pouts slightly in a girlish fashion. " I want to go too.." She nearly squees. The whole dead men that could eat flesh and be all talky about it, well, this so far was an interesting prospect. The little Brunette  peeked around the corner at the angel as it knocked upon the door.

"Somethings tells me you don't really want to be heading in there with the automaton." Jack said as he shifted the rosary in his hand. Just seems like this town is fuller of strange than New Orleans... which takes some doing.