5, 4, 3, 2, 1...
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In reply to Moloch (msg #1):

Amy slows the dropship, carefully turning back to their point of origin, frowning at warrik, at hopper at everyone really, as she opens a transmission, "Understood, dropship complying." Being all she can manage to get out with a slight rasping hiss to her voice as she does.

Hopper looks back at Amy "Well this was unexpected, I must say."

Warrick is almost happy at the recent turn of events. "Everyone just stay calm and co-operate. These traitors obviously want us alive for some reason, otherwise we would be digging ourselves out of a flaming wreck by now! I could escape at any time, so I doubt they are trying to abduct me or anyone else. Our equipment isn't valuable enough... my only hypothesis is they want to recruit us..."

Mephisto grins at Warrick after his realization statement, and sarcastically responds "We are very grateful you are staying here to protect our well-being Mr. Warrick..."

He then turns to Na - Wa, "Remember Na-Wa, when they attempt to recruit us, you say NO..."

"I just hope that fucking coward Dyvalis will keep his word and plot our heroic rescue. If I have to break myself out of captivity... I'm not returning to work..."

Warrick was less than impressed with Mephisto's comment. "No need for sarcasm Mr. Mephisto... I'm sure you can escape anytime as well, so don't give us that mercenary attitude of not returning to work if you aren't rescued. What are you some kind of prince? We may very well have to break ourselves out..."

Mephisto hesitates a few moments before responding "I can;t believe I am choosing to spend my time with the wicked witch of the west... but this munchkin is REALLY annoying..."

Mephisto creates a mystic portal in the bottom of the dropship. It is apparent the juggernauts have taken the dropship higher in altitude - several hundred feet now...

Mephisto walks over to Amy, and hands her a small and peaceful little frog. "Keep him safe, very safe. If you think he could be in trouble hide him somewhere... he is more than what he seems and I can see as he sees. We will come for you, you will not be left behind."

With that he hops through the portal and disappears, leaving the four remaining members to their fate with the Tolkeen traitors.
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Na-Wa nods his head in understanding Mephisto. Besides Na-Wa would not betray his friends, there were the only friends he had in the entire world.

One Juggernaut flies out ahead, while the other rides atop the dropship. They head East for the most part, nearly a half-hour before heading south for another 20 minutes - probably to avoid something in particular (like a fort or outpost).

The Juggernauts bring the dropship above a small lake, before the leading Juggernaut descends into the water. The one still atop the dropship demands "Submerge your vehicle in the water - we need to keep it concealed from prying eyes. Then exit the vehicle and proceed to the surface. You will be met by Theodore on the shore."

Assuming Amy complies, the second juggernaut descends under water with the dropship. There is what looks like a massive 100 ft, god-like statue under the water as well - sitting at the bottom of the lake. It looks strangely alive, rather than a completely lifeless statue.
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Na-Wa scratches his head and waits for the others to begin to leave the dropship. The dimwitted psi-stalker wonders what will happen to Silonar. He then asked another question that jsut now kinda dawned to him. "Why didn't we all go with the Bald magic man who calls demons?"
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"Because Na - Wa, our little ruse would not work at all if they only captured the ship. They need prisoners to occupy their time while the rest of our team plan their attack. Our only objective is to occupy time..."

Na-Wa scratches his bald head he didn't quite understand the short Gnome who was made the big boss.

"Come gather around, we will teleport up to the surface. Amy, bring that silly little frog Mephisto gave you. And leave a not for Dyvalis - so he doesn't check in and find us gone... They will probably seperate us - to avoid any issues. Just stay calm, try to be co-operative. Let them believe we are considering joining their little party and hopefully the others will come to our resuce in no time."

With everyone going through magic wall, Na-Wa wonders about Silonar will fit. Most magic holes where not that big.

"What about Silonar? Will he fit into your magic hole big boss man?"

"I am not making a hole, I will teleport us all out. Yes I can bring the creature as well, but you must control it - or they will likely shoot the beast. I would suggest we leave it here, but I am not about to sentence that animal to death out of convenience for us."

Na-Wa didn't want Silonar shot, so he liked the big boss man's idea. Moving back to the cargo bay Na-Wa climbed up on the Tyrannous-Rex back and caressed it's head and talked to it. "Silonar, Na-Wa no want you to get shot, so you stay here and eat anything that comes into fly ship that is not a good guy. OK? Oh and stop pooping! Cat Lady don't like it and Na-Wa knows he has to clean it up."

With that Na-Wa came back to the front of the drop ship and told the big boss man he was ready. "Silonar is going to guard the inside of the fly ship."

(I'm very sorry for my absence, my life has been hectic of late but I should have been on more.  For so long many of the rpol games I was in were really slow, now that they are picking back up I need to adjust my habits accordingly.)

Amy takes the frog gently in her hand before slipping it inside her power-armor careful to make sure the pocket she picks will not be crushed if she moves.  Leaving a note against the windshield saying what has occurred and requesting that they don't breach her bird.

Then she joins the others to let Warrick teleport them out.

Na-Wa and Amy find themselves on the shore of the lake, about a kilometer from where the dropship emerged, and just a few hundred feet from the life-like statue underwater.

There are no visible structures of any kind - and no sign that this area could be home to a few dozen ex-Tolkeen soldiers.

A small detachment seems to be wating for the dropship crew, as they briskly walk over when they teleport out.

A group of 7 Brodkil demons led by a human battle-mage approach the 4-man crew. The human stares at the bunch for a few seconds, then removes his helmet.

"This is it? 2 privates, a merc and some midget civilian! Kitt's not gonna like this... you sure there is nobody else on board that ship of yours?"

He turns his back in a half-attempt to hide the radio transmission from the captives.

"Rend to command. We have 4 'guests' from the ship. 2 Tolkeen regulars... rank Private, a mercenary and some civilian."

A powerful voice responds...

"... ... I see... ... Well... I'm coming up."

The battle mage turns back, just in time as a few of the brodkil were inching closer, literally drooling on the ground.

"The Captain is coming up - if any of you try anything, don't think we won't burn you down. You wouldn't be the first Tolks I sent to an early grave. There are alot of us, so I wouldn't recommend trying anything... at all, other than answer the Captain's questions."

A few moments later, part of the ground, just 10 feet away appears to dig away at itself, until a large hole is created, seemingly to a bottomless pit. There is a moment of worry that the crew will be pushed into the hole - but it is relieved, almost, when a menacing looking Shifter with the rank of Captain on his soiled and battle-worn Tolkeen military armour.

He is wearing Bushman body armour, and a vest-like cape. He is also wearing a dozen gold medalions around verious chains on his neck. This Captain has bracelets, rings and even two gold teeth, and a blade-scar under his right eye.

He is followed by a woman, dressed much the same, a 12 foot tall cat-like demon dressed in bulky black robes, and a younger human male wearing old-style CS armour - sans the helmet.

The four new arrivals approach Amy, Na-Wa and the others glaring down any who meet their stares.

The Captain is the first to speak, with a sudden smile.

"Welcome friends! I hope the juggernauts were not too rough with your intake. I am Captain Theodore Kitt, and as you must know I have abandoned Tolkeen. I know in my heart that Tolkeen is not meant to survive in this world. I also know that the true saviours of humanity are the Coalition States and the Prosek family."

He pauses to guage the 'guests' reactions.

"I have been in communication with Coalition officers in the area, and they are ready to receive us. In exchange for our intel, they will grant us quiet homes within their vast empire. Our lives will not be needlessly sacrificed for the dying Kingdom of Tolkeen."

He says this last part with complete disgust.

"This is your only chance to take the high road and retire from all this killing and bloodshed. Join me, and my men. Leave Tolkeen behind and follow me to your salvation. What say you? Come on now, speak up, each of you. Don't be shy..."
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Warrick looks to the others while he ponders how to respond.
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Amy looks to the captain as he speaks, appearing to relax just a bit when she see's the catlike demon with him.  However when he goes on to talk about going over to the coalition she tenses up a bit.  "Look, I'm just a civilian myself, got drafted into this mess, but, the coalition, they don't let people like me have property, or have jobs, sometimes not even live.  How can you just you know, go over to them and think that they will let all of you live.  Sure you might be alright but what about me, or the others, do you think I want to be involved in all this, I don't have a choice!"

Na-Wa doesn't mention to any one that Silonar is still in the dropship, he hoped one of these bad men would go in there and get eaten.

When asked to join the badguys Na-wa gives his reply. "Everyone tells Na-Wa he is stupid. But Na-Wa also know that joining skull faced soldiers is more stupid then Na-Wa is."

"Skullface soldiers kill all of Na-Wa's tribe after making friends with his tribe. Skullface soldiers never tell truth."

Hopper stands up straight and puffs out his chest when Amy tenses up. He speaks after Na-Wa. "I am going to agree with my comrades on this Mr. Kitt. I have not seen a Coalition world where my kind would be accepted. I find the mention of us joining and being protected by the very ones who have destroyed our homes unrealistic. And frankly, I am shocked that you are not as angry as we are."

Warrick frowns the largest frown ever frowned at everyone's comments. "What my allies mean to say is the Coalition we know is not like the one you are talking about. There is no way we can just join you and flip our allegiance Captain. You will have to do better than that."

A smile grows across Na-Wa face, for once every one said the same thing. "See...Na-Wa and friends say fuck you to joining you."

"I accept your decisions. But I still want to know the size of your unit, and if they know where we are."

 - He motions to the brodkil and move in closer, obviously preparing to force the information out...

Na-Wa hisses at the brodkil, he wasn't going to tell the bad guys there were more good guys then his fingers and toes put together.

OOC: We still have out weapon on us.....or were were stripped of gear?

 - You were not stripped of gear -

Still hissing at the approaching bridkil, Na-Wa pulls both of his vibro blades from there sheaths, and activates them. He also actives the vibro claws on the left arm of his armor. The psi-stakler then places himself between the brodkil and his 'tribe' and crouches low, ready to attack.
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"Ah... will you let us go if we tell you?" Amy asks, glancing nervously around at the approaching demon's, and to Warick for some kind of help.  One hand resting lightly on hopper's back hoping to keep him from doing anything rash, knowing that isn't really an option with Na - Wa.

"Yes I will let you go if you tell me. I am not a murderer, I do not want to hurt you, any of you. I thought you might see it my way, but if not I see no reason to kill you. But You should be aware that this man here is what Coalition call a mind melter. He can read your thoughts, and will know if you are lying. I demand of you, do not lie. Or the brodkil will eat well today. I have heard how your group conducts prisoner interrogations..."

He steps forward from beside the Raksasha demon when Theodore mentioned his unique abilities. He nods at Amy when she takes notice of him.

"You people are not in a position of any power. You can all go home if you forget who you work for and just worry about your lives. Give all of the information willingly to us, and we will let you leave - we will destroy the rest of your group when they come and nobody will ever know you were here."

"I'm not so sure anyone is coming for us... when we were taken by your juggernauts, our team was getting overrun with vampires and on the retreat. Someone may be assigned to our rescue but it could take days. The size of our force has likely been diminished, and they may not be the ones sent to free us. I think we are of little importance as far as information goes."

Theodore thinks Warrick's answer over for several seconds. "So why should I keep you all alive then?"

"Because as you said, your not a murderer.  Please, I'm just a simple woman, I got caught up in this because of the coalition, not because I wanted to fight in a war.  My home, all that is left of it now rests beneath that lake.  It is only because I am a pilot that I can say as much.  It is a simple transport, meant to convey people to and fro, not to fight in pitched battles, nor am I.  Read the truth of my words if you like, but I don't want to fight, I have had to.  And I fight for tolkeen only because tis better to fight along side the enemy of your own than by yourself.  I only hope one day to be free of this all so I can settle down again.  Please let us go, what Mr. Warrick said is true, I'm not sure of all the details but we were fleeing vampires when you took us, I thought, at first, that you were with them."

The Captain thinks Amy`s response over in his head. He reaches into a pouch on his armour and pulls out a chocolate bar to eat while he thinks.

"Very well... you are not free to go however. I believe they are coming for us, or for you. We are going to keep you around for a couple days. If they do come - we will have something to bargain with. If not, we will let you go. In the meantime, please remove all armour and weapons and leave them on the ground behind you."

Amy shifts nervously from foot to foot, her armor, or flight as she thinks of it the little that stands between her and the Broadkil.  She glances at them nervously, and warrick before back to Theodore, "Will you promise not to hurt me, or let them?"  She asks, her rifle already set upon the ground, but hesitating to go any further, obviously afraid of the man's less wholesome companions.

"I could have killed you all already with or without your armour. It is just to ensure you don't get any wise ideas to fight back now, or when your friends arrive. Also, there is a Coalition officer coming here shortly, and it would put him at ease to know my captives are not armed and ready to fight. So please..." He motions for them to continue removing their weapons and armour.

"Sir, I am going to set up a defense in case we are attacked."

"Dragana to all units. Come up to the surface, armed and ready. We may have incoming soon and we need to set up a defense."

"Sounds good Dragana, but keep the Colossus and the Juggernauts underwater. I don't want the enemy to know we have the Colossus, and the Juggernauts stay out of harms way down there while they regenerate."

Amy nods, a glance over her shoulder causing a shiver to run down her back.  Even so she begins to slip out of the armor, and as she does it becomes clear that they have caught two midgets not one.  The false height granted by her armor slipping away as she steps from it barely topping four and a half feet, her tail unfurling and along with her fur her attitude towards her fate at coalition hands grows a bit more obvious as does her wariness toward the demons.  Her fur is a bit matted by the armor and though its clear she probably would like to stretch tall instead she falls back in to herself instead, hands ruffling her fur a bit and ears swiveling to catch the least motion on the part of the demons about them.  Moving closer to Warrick and Hopper she seems to try and vanish into their presence.

Still in an aggressive stance Na-Wa looks to the others to see if it ok to give up his weapons.

Warrick gave Amy a long stare when she srhunk down to his height. He eventually pulled his gaze away and back to Theodore "I suppose we don't have much choice."

The Advisor begins removing his armour, and weapons.

Hopper removes his as well, and brings Amy in front of him to keep her safe from the snarling Brodkil. The large grasshopper-man is trembling slightly...

Na-Wa give up his weapons just like every one else.

"What will happen to us now?" Amy asks, sticking close to hopper fingers smoothing her ruffled fur, and checking once to make sure the frog in a pocket with her is alright.

He nods to the agitated psi-stalker. "Thanks for co-operating. Trake stay with them, Renszath take the brodkil out to the defense line. I am going to prepare for the Captain's arrival."

He stops himself as something catches his eye when Warrick disarms. Theodore bends down to rummage through his equipment gathering various scrolls and talismans, along with a magic dagger.

"You are no civilian Mr. Warrick. Come with me."

Kitt is legitimately thankful for the co-operation, and walks away with Warrick. They both walk down into the hole created moments ago in the ground. (stairs were created as well).
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Renszath and the Brodkil become invisible and job off away from the lake. They disappear from site, leaving Trake, the mind melter alone with the three remaining unarmed prisoners.

All stripped weapons and armour is still lying on the ground in front of everyone. Minus what Theodore stole from Warrick's equipment.
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Amy shifts from foot to foot, nervously finally giving in to the urge to stretch, back arching as she seems to almost gain two feet of height in the manor of cats as she loosens her spine from the hours of flying and cramped conditions of the armor.  settling back down she pulls a comb from a pocket and begins to slowly tease out any spots where her fur has become matted over the past few days of operations trying to hold her silence.

"So... now we just sit and wait...? What if they don't come for us..." Hopper sits on the ground, and pulls out a couple dandelions to snack on while waiting for... whatever they were waiting for...

"I don't know, I suppose we just have to hope and pray that if that happens he will let us go once it is clear we can be of no further use to him.  Otherwise I don't know what else we can do."  She answers him watching with a kind of horrified fascination as he eats the dandelions, I mean, sure she's had a bite of green now and then but that's a dark secret, to just casually eat them like that before god an anyone still boggled her mind from time to time.

Approximately 50 troops pour out of that hole in the ground and begin setting up defenses. (foxholes, weapon placements etc.)

Theodore is back above ground after just a few minutes.


9 mages (line walkers, Magi, warlocks, necromancer etc)
4 full conversion cyborgs
2 Dragonfly Juggernauts
7 Battle Mages
15 various rifle men
12 gargoyles
2 Mystic Knights
6 Brodkil

"Warrick slipped on some coffee down there... he wasn't as useful as we had hoped. Amy was it? and Mr. Na-Wa please follow me, I still have some more questions for you both. Hopper, you can wait here for the meantime."

He stands with his arm out, motioning for both of you to come with him.

Na-Wa stops counting all those who come out of the hole when he runs out of fingers and toes. When asked to go with the bad guy boss Na-Wa looks over to Amy. She was smarter then him because she flew the flying machine, and  would know if it was ok to go with the bad guy boss.

"Trake I need you down here as well. Find someone else to watch over the grasshopper."

It was dark. And wet. Those things were... Unpleasant. It looked around. Even though the sun didn't make itself known down here, it could still see well. There wasn't much room, either. It's arms ached... It's head ached... Where was it? With a creek of iron, it turned. There was something next to it. Made of blue iron. Not large. And to the other side... Mud. It's joints groan as it falls back.

On the surface, waves rise up, beating with more insistence against the shore.
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The other Juggernaut stands on the bottom of the lake and looks back. it says nothing, just continues to stand without expression, emotion, or any sign of conscious thought.

Amy shivers at that explanation and nods standing up to go with the man, her entire posture submissive.  "Please, don't hurt us, we'll do whatever you say."  Then when she realizes that Na-Wa is now looking to HER for guidance she nods to him to go with the man, unsure if she should stick close to 'their' raving psyco for protection or not.

Kitt and Trake take Amy and Na-Wa down into the hole. There are stairs leading down, far down into a tunnel. The stairs are formed out of dirt and rocks, all of the walls are what appears to be very loose dirt and roots, as clumps fall down from the "ceiling".

It eventually opens into a large gymnasium-sized room with several other narrow tunnels leading off to seperate rooms, like troop quarters and storage rooms. Amy and Na-Wa are brought to seperate empty rooms of dirt, next to each other in one of the corridors. They each alone in their dirt-cells, with poorly crafted wooden doors. They are told to wait and not to leave their cells.

Amy and Na-Wa can still hear each other through the walls, though they do have to speak up.

Amy sighs settling in to groom herself and doesn't try to talk with Na-Wa, wondering how big a mess his 'pet' is making of her home.  She examines the door a moment just out of curiosity, fairly certain its more for show than a real obstacle, still, it serves its purpose of providing a limit on where she is willing to go.

Na-Wa stayed in the place they told him to stay. It was pretty much like the last time was taken captive.

Bored and with no one around to see him, Na-Wa began playing with his pee-pee.

Silence... twenty minutes pass...

It was still dark. And still cold. It shifted its feet, pulling up a heavy layer of muck from the bottom with it. And nothing was happening. Things were dull here. But there was light coming from above. Slowly, it steps forward. Kicking up muck and sucm, darkening the lake. One foot, and then the other. Massive, lumbering steps. Soon, it broke the surface of the water. Almost instantly, it was warmer. And less wet.

A slip as lake bed gives under it's weight. A wave crashes against the shores, certainly alerting others of it's presence. But it doesn't seem to care, slowly pushing out.

After a time Amy grows tired of being anxious and nervous and finds the most comfortable spot to curl up in and doze.  She tries to be careful not let herself fall deeply asleep, instead just catnapping for a time as she waits for news, good or bad.

Hopper looks over his shoulder and watches the juggernaut poke its' head out from the lake.

Amy wonders quietly when something will happen and gets up and wanders over to the door and calls out.  "Hi, anybody out there to talk to?"

Hearing Amy, Na-Wa yells from his cell. "Yes Na-Wa is here!"

She rolls her eyes at that response.  "I meant to hold a conversation with, but thank you Na - Wa."

Trake returns after another five minutes and enters Amy's room. "I leave you pukes alone for half-an-hour and all you do is sleep and masterbate?!? You must be the most useless prisoners ever captured."

"So if I can't overhear any information... I guess I am going to have to cut it out of you..."

Trake approaches Amy with an active vibro knife, and Advisor Warrick's severed head. "How many are in your unit? Have you been ordered to take us out? What are the true names of your officers? What sort of firepower do you have?"
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Amy lets out a scream and backpedals from the imposing man with a knife and head.  "Y-you didn't ask any questions! I was being good! Please don't hurt me I'll tell you anything you want to know!  T-there were a bunch of us, like five or so glitterboys, some kind of squad of them... and a big cyborg I mean big, and na-wa has this anoying lizard its probably making a mess in my dropship, and Portia, she's in charge, mostly and she's kind of psychotic, I don't like working for her, she's crazy.  Please, don't hurt me!" Falling back until she reaches the wall, eyes darting about for an escape hoping to stay out of reach, or that he'll be happy with her rather easily loosened lips.  "W-we don't have any orders about you at all, I thought you were with the Deadboys at the farm!  Wait, there was something about some kind of deserters..." her eyes go wide as she clearly hasn't been thinking that they might actually have found their long forgotten original objective before now.
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A groan of iron bending and twisting, and the warmachine steps out onto dry land. There was something little nearby. But the little thing was warm, and was moving. The sun was warm out here, as well. That made it happy. Slowly, with creaking, groaning steps it moves forward. Reaching it with one long, azure blade. It gives the grasshopper a poke.

"Glitter Boys? good, good... keep going. What about air power? Long range missiles or other weapons? What class of mages are with you?"

Trake moves closer, no more than a couple feet from Amy, he is smiling and enjoying the fear he is causing. He brings the knife up next to his eye and gives Amy a sadistic glare, hoping to loosen her lips even more.

"um, there was another transport, and I think that Silvermasque has some kind of missiles, but I don't know anything about mages or magic, I've seen it used to make portals and tunnel, but I know that they can do things like magic clouds and golems and things.  But I really don't know what the ones with us can do, I'm juts a driver, I don't fight or get close, please that's all."  crouching down watching him warily, her tail fluffed and slightly side on to him, her teeth subconsciously barred as she's finally backed to a corner a slight hiss coming from her lips as she trembles caught as she can no longer flee.

Na-Wa listens to Amy tell the bad man things about their friends.

Hopper looks up at the juggernaut, not quite sure what to do...

Trake grabs amy by the arm and pulls her to Na-Wa's room, then shoves her to the ground. . He marches up to Na-Wa to kick him in the gut with full strength.

Na-Wa tries to avoid getting kicked, but takes the full force of it in his stomach. The dimwitted psi-stalker curls up into a balls and just lies there on the ground of his cell gasping for breath.

19:34, Today: Na - Wa rolled 1 using 1d20. dodge +7.
EPIC FAIL

Amy lays there but looks around for anything, a weapon, a hole in Trake's armor, an ill guarded handgun or something else, perhaps something so simple as a chance to run.

There is indeed a handgun on his waist, and the door is wide open.

Trake steps on Na-Wa's right hand, and puts all of his weight down, hoping to break Na-Wa's hand or fingers. "What is the name of your commander? I want her true name!"
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Not wanting his hand to get stepped on Na-Wa moved his hand out of the way before the mean bald psionic man could step on it.

17:52, Today: Na - Wa rolled 12 using 1d20. move handy so it don't get stepped on +4.
Unat 16 PASS?

17:56, Today: Na - Wa rolled 4 using 1d20. init +2.
Unat 4 (in case the mind Melter decides to try again)

Amy continues to stay behind the mind melter and quiet, watching him nervously, ready to spring should he move, though towards or away seems undecided as yet.

Trake didn't appreciate Na-Wa resisting, and still not talking. The mean bald psionic man steps on Na-Wa's right shoulder this time, even cheating and using telekinesis to ensure Na-Wa doesn't try to roll away. He bends over and grabs Na-Wa's wrist, then stands and pulls up on his arm as hard as he can breaking and dislocating the shoulder.

He then uses the same powers to whisk his vibro knife across the room into Amy's foot - which pierces right through into the dirt.

He then focuses on Na-Wa again and leans in close to hear Na-Wa's pain. "I asked you some questions you friggin' retarded piece of shit. Who is your officer? a Captain... what is her true name?!?"

>FUCK YOU< was Na-Wa telepathic response to the mean bald psionic man. He then went on the offensive. >FUCK YOU< Simultaneously Na-Wa both grabs the leg pushing down on his shoulder while pulling the mean bald psionic man down towards him with the arm he has a hold of. >FUCK YOU< He then thrust his legs upward and wraps them around the head of the mean bald psionic man. >FUCK YOU< With his legs wrapped around the mean bald psionic man’s head Na-Wa tries to pull him to the ground, or break his neck. The entire time Na-Wa is telepathically screaming at the mean bald psionic man. >FUCK YOU DIE!<

07:28, Today: Na - Wa rolled 18 using 1d20. grab leg +5.
Unat 23 (crit hit if considered a ‘pin’)

07:28, Today: Na - Wa rolled 13 using 1d20. Pull hand back down +5.
Unat 18

07:29, Today: Na - Wa rolled 17 using 1d20. entangle with legs +5.
unat 22

07:30, Today: Na - Wa rolled 4 using 1d20. Pull down to ground with legs +5.
FAIL

07:30, Today: Na - Wa rolled 2 using 1d20. Pull down to ground with legs +5.
FAIL

07:30, Today: Na - Wa rolled 20 using 1d20. Pull down to ground with legs +5.
NAT 20 and a ‘pin’ (I’d really like to break this fucker’s neck)
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Amy cries out in pain, "Her name's Portia!" Amy calls out after the bad man continues to torture Na-Wa reaching down to pull the vibroblade from her foot, tugging at it carefully.  anger in her eyes.

PM

In reply to Moloch (msg #90):

PM

PM

Amy, Vibroblade now in hand has had quite enough and as quickly as she can slips up behind the rather occupied mind melter to plant the knife in the one unprotected place available, the back of his head, in the hopes that this sadistic man will never torture her anymore.

OOC: Yeah his head is a real nice place to plant the vibro blade when my legs are wrapped around it....

Trake knew something was about to happen, but he figured his 6th sense was telling him Amy would try to use the knife... he didn't prepare for Na-Wa to be a skilled wrestler.

In a blink, he is pinned in Na-Wa's hold. He struggles for air, and bangs on Na-Wa's thigh in a futile attempt to tap out. With telekinesis still active he pushes back on the psi-stalker's legs resisting the snapping of his spine.

All of this allows Amy the chance to remove the knife from her foot and plant it squarely in the top of Trake's skull. The knife sinks into his head all the way to the handle.

Trake coughs, and his eyes start to bleed while the vibro blade hums softly inside his skull. His left leg starts to twitch rapidly and he gurgles away the last few moments of his life.

Trake's gear:

1 NG back up pistol
12 000 credits
3 eclips
4 plasma grenades
3 granola bars
survival knife
radio
his body armour is bushman (no helmet) - and will fit Na-Wa. It is at 90% MDC, and has been painted black and camo green.

Amy backs away leaving the knife where it is shivering a little till the throbbing in her foot brings her back to herself.  "Na-Wa, we have to go, they might not have been planning to kill us before but they will now..."


OOC: Hey don't knock what works!  Besides what else was she supposed to do other than just run off.  Besides with a vibroblade you don't need to stab wildly against non-mdc things, you can just place it and slip it in smoothly.
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Whoops, forgot to mention Trake was still holding Warrick's head (by the hair). It was in the post when he first entered Amy's room. So that is among his gear as well...

Dyvalis waits with 'Masque, Lotus and Keth out a ways from Lt. Nuitari's flying platform until the long range attackers are in position. Once they are, Dyvalis begins to chant the incantation with a devil's grin on his face. As soon as the words are finished, the Sergeant's body seems to flicker out of this dimension, as though it were simply a mirage or a reflection cast in water.

The infiltration is left behind for a moment before Dyvalis returns, appearing behind Lotus and Keth with Amy and Na-Wa. "Ready? I am placing you in a hallway. Down the hall is a tunnel that comes up by the lake. Kitt and Dragana are located there with 6 Deevils. The rest of the troops are either in the pillboxes or surrounding woods. Take out Kitt and Dragana. A mage does not make a good prisoner Silvermasque. Trust me..."

Then he places his hands on Lotus and Keth respectively. They appear in an underground tunnel that stretches on ahead of them. It is only a moment before he returns for Silvermasque, placing his hands on him and doing the same. He quickly points out the direction Kitt is in, followed by "...and that's north" for the aid of anyone without a compass in their head. Then he is gone.

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The walls are what appears to be very loose dirt and roots, as clumps fall down from the "ceiling". This is not a well made structure - created magically by warlocks.

It opens into a large gymnasium-sized room with several other narrow tunnels leading off to seperate rooms, like troop quarters and storage rooms. Amy and Na-Wa were brought to a room of dirt with poorly crafted wooden doors.

A dead human and advisor Warrick's severed head are on teh ground. The human has been stabbed in the head, with the vibro knife still in his skull.

Keth says a prayer in elven for advisor Warrick, Keth takes the virbo knife out of the head then unsheathes his  vibro-sword. Keth says in low tone "Lets make them for the deaths they have caused"

PM

OOC: This is all before Dyvalis showed up...and per what the GM has stated in OOC statements, I believe Na-Wa and Amy should a have a chance to take what they want off Trake.

Na-Wa refuses to release his grip on the mean bald psionic man and once he goes limp snaps his neck thinking he had run out of breath and not had a vibro blade stuck in his head.

Na-Wa begins to strips mean bald psionic man of his armor, and put it on. Na-Wa knew he wasn't smart but having armor made him stay alive.

Knowing that the Pretty Cat Girl needed a weapon too he tossed the energy pistol and the e-clips to her. "Yes Na-Wa know we must go."

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OOC: Now that people are here...
Na-Wa continues to put on the armor of the mean bald psionic man as others appear around him. Oddley Na-Wa doesn’t seem surprised. It is as if he knew friends were coming. “Wohn-Ecke said you would come!” As Keth tries to take the vibro blade out of the mean bald psionic man’s he hisses at him. “That not you knife! You no kill mean bald psionic man! Na-Wa and Pretty Cat Girl kill!”

Amy looks grateful to Na-Wa as he gives her the pistol and she pockets the extra ammunition before trying her foot and limping a bit.  Just as Na-Wa finishes putting on the armor and she is feeling ready to go.

It was as she was unceremoniously pulled from one spot, through somewhere she didn't understand to be dropped in another place that the scream she had started at Dyvalis' touch had a chance to manifest.  However she cut it off quickly as she turns and it morphs into a gasp of pain from her injured foot as she  recognizes those around her as friends.

While Na-Wa defending 'her' knife is all well and good she quickly shakes her head at Keith, "By all means, keep it, but ah, do you have any bandages?"  her voice dropping as she manages to think through what she just heard Dyvalis say, and the sinking sensation of still being behind enemy lines, effectively naked to enemy gunfire settles in the pit of her stomach.

Dyvalis reappears beside Na-Wa and Amy with Hopper (at this point the 3 of you are back outside, a little ways from 1st Squad). He quickly assesses their battle-readiness with an a manic look on his face. He breathes heavily, seeming almost high on power. He looks flush, as opposed to his usual pale complexion.

"Do you have all of your weapons and armor? Pvt. Yutani, where is your Dropship? I can get you inside if you think it'd be safe to take off, though it might be safer to wait until the Juggernauts are dispatched."

He waits for a quick report, hoping that despite them being useless prisoners to the defectors, they were at least attentive prisoners and might be able to provide some intel.

Keth hands the virbo knife over Na-Wa before he gets teleported away
then draws his Ng-45 lp and gets ready to move out

Amy replies quickly, "Ah sir my dropship is in the lake, but it should still be airtight, if Na-Wa's pet is being behaved... and our equipment is or was right over there..." she looks to see where they were originally stripped to see if their belongings are still laying in the grass nearby or not, but hoping that it is still there to be had.  Its trouble getting powered armor that properly fits a tail.

OOC - The gear is above ground, right by the hole, and Hopper (and the Juggernaut that is/was talking to him).

 "Would only take Mage prisoner if was prepared to take extreme precautions in restraining him, youbet." replies 'Masque as the team starts to gather itself for transit, unslinging one of his bullpupped grenade launchers and exchanging the fragmentation-striped magazine for one marked with the lethal patterning of armour piercing, holding in a 'ready' position until Dyvalis transports him then dropping smoothly to one knee, covering one whole axis of approach with the barrel of his gun and two uncovered energy weapon projectors in his arms.

 Aside from a glance back at the others and a murmured "Good to see you being well Amy, Na-wa.", he holds his position and covers the teams position against anyone and anything foolish enough to try and advance into his axis of fire.

Amy breaths a sigh of relief as she sees her things are still there and without asking moves over to quickly begin suiting up, only limping a bit but feeling almost immeasurably better once she's behind its protective metal and ceramic protections.  "Thank you Silvermasque, I'm sorry if I gave you cause to worry."
This message was last edited by the player at 07:02, Fri 07 Jan 2011.

OOC - There seems to be confusion. Amy and Na-Wa's gear is still above ground by the entrance to the tunnel leading to this underground bunker of sorts. Hopper is here as well.

As Dyvalis reported, there are 6 Deevils and the two leaders of the traitors; Kitt and Dragana guarding the entrance.

OOC -- To not belabor the acquisition of equipment, more trips, etc. Might we not say that it was noticed when I grabbed Hopper? I was right there, and there was like an exo-skeleton and all that. I would've been able to grab it if I knew it was there. Unless it was more tucked away somehow.

The other discrepancy seems to be the order of things. First, Amy and Na-Wa get pulled out. I brief the infiltration team (or 'rescue' team as they may be) outside. Then teleport Lotus & Keth in, then Silvermasque, then extract Hopper. As such the interactions between Keth and Na-Wa, and 'Masque and Amy, would all have been outside, near Nuitari's hover skiff.

OOC - That all works with me. Amy, Na-Wa, Hopper and all the gear is back with Nuitari/ 1st platoon.

OOC - So just to clarify where the heck am I now, I though that I was still outside by our stuff.

OOC - seriously? You were brought underground, into room, down a hallway and put into a cell all made of dirt...

In reply to Moloch (msg #114):

OOC

Yes I am confused, Dyvalis has been teleporting around without a clutch and moving people from place to place.  From reading this it looks like Amy is outside with Hopper near where their gear was piled on the ground.  I just want to make sure that is correct.  But your very latest post indicates I'm back underground and I'm not sure when or how that would have happened.

yeah that did sound pretty rude, sorry about that.

Dyvalis came out of nowhere and Amy and NaWa were suddenly back with 1st platoon. He went back and got Hopper and the gear, brought that back to. Then he sent the strike team underground.

Amy gears up as quickly as she can, then in little limping steps she sticks close to Na-Wa,certainly not because she's become fond of him, or trusts him, no of course not, he's just comfortingly large and dangerous, and on her side.