George growls, "Get behind me, kid, to Jonathan before taking up a position right in front of the door, aiming his gun at the entrance to the room.

Jonathan moves back, and whispers.

"Should've had the door open a bit. Now we don't hear..."

The newcomers rush up the stairs, then into a room. A door slams. The muffled shouting is now even more muffled...

The party waits, ready...

"So...", Jonathan whispers.

"keeping quiet it is..."

Jonathan sits down, thinking for himself... There is probably a search party leaving soon. No dogs has been heard, so there is a big chance the group might be safe for a bit longer.
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The talking gets louder, you can hear one voice raised in fear and pleading... then the sound of a gunshot.

A few moments later you hear someone outside on the landing, a local by the accent.

"We know you're here, your Lordship. I'll go easy on your friends if you just give up now"

Obviously awaited. Obviously rough people.

Obviously not a good idea to actually give in. Jonathan stands still, trusting George being able to handle the situation.

George stands ready, gun in hand.

Kit swallows hard but keeps his spot, sweating bullets...

After a short but stressful delay, you hear movement again. From what you can hear, several groups are searching the house room by room. You hear them move to the room next to you and open the door...

Jonathan feels the tension in his body. He slowly kneels down with one of his legs, sitting low. Giving George free sight for the gun, and ready to explode and making a dive to the knees on whoever tries to open the door. He awaits the signal. The signal being George's gun shooting.

George stands, sweating, one hand on his wounded side and the other on his gun, ready to rise and shoot as soon as the foes get close...

The picture of tension, Kit hides behind the door, gun in both hands, sweat running in rivulets down his cheeks....

The door is opened swiftly, revealing two figures silhouetted on the landing. Both are clearly armed, the one in front with a pistol, the figure behind holding a shotgun. They will register your presence in less than a second, but that is plenty of time to pull a trigger...

You folks get to act first. Rolls (with spends) please.

Jonathan throws himself low on the man with the pistol, trying to pull him to the ground and taking the other man with him.

17:00, Today: Jonathan Cavendish rolled 8 using 1d6+3.  Jonathan throws himself on the legs of the first guy to push him into the next (scuffling).

Kit steps out grimly and fires--right over the shotgun-guy's head...

Miss, sadly. No Firearm skill to spend.
15:48, Today: Christopher 'Kit' Cavendish rolled 2 using 1d6.  Shooting the shotgun guy.

George, by contrast, fires cleanly and his bullet finds the shotgun-wielder...

No points of Firerarm left to spend, so got lucky for 5 health.

15:49, Today: Captain George Yates rolled 5 using 1d6.  Damage.
15:48, Today: Captain George Yates rolled 6 using 1d6.  Shooting shotgun guy.

Two gunshots ring out, shockingly loud in the small room. George's bullet hits the shotgun-wielder square in the chest, and the man falls backwards without a sound. Then Jonathan barrels into his falling body pushing it onto the man behind. All three fall to the ground in a heap, the man on the bottom cursing in anger.

Next round, apols for the delay!

Jonathan tries break free and grab the pistol. If he can't reach it, he hits the man instead. Scuffle, add +2.


22:15, Today: Jonathan Cavendish rolled 4 using 1d6+2.  Jonathan tries break free and take the pistol. If he can't reach it, he hits the man instead. Add +2.

Jonathan wrenches the pistol away from the prone assailant!

George steps up and aims his gun right at the man's head. "Stay right there or you're a dead man."

If needs be, he will kill the man, but he hopes the fellow listens to reason.

Jonathan rolls over and stands up, with the pistol in hand. He looks in the direction of the guard.

The man stays down and as you see him clearly you recognise the police sergeant, Luna. At the same time you hear a commotion at the front door, shouts of anger, and suddenly an overpowering fishy small wafts up from below.

Jonathan, I assume you are standing in the door of the room. Two steps out on to the landing you will see what is in the entrance hall below.

George indicates with his thumb over his shoulder as he says, "You, Luna. Inside the room. Kit, as soon as our guest comes in, you see what's outside. Your Lordship, stay where you are."

Kit nods and, assuming Luna does as he's told, Kit holds his gun tightly and moves out to peek at whoever is coming inside...