"Unsure at this time. He's crawling along the ground. Something must have him spooked. Bear is moving up to cover his six. I suggest we proceed with caution."

Jason lowers the NV goggles. "These are useless in this fog. Wish I had thermal gear." He spins his head left and right, then rolls over to check his six.

"I think we are clear from behind. Shall we move?"

Jason Kasparov
Prone, weapon at the ready
Awaiting orders from Stanislaw

Mariusz creeps through the wet grass to within about 10 meters of the stag. It's the largest he's ever seen. Without warning, the buck starts- presumably at whatever it sensed approaching from the direction in which its attention was focused- pivots in one graceful hop, and lunges directly at Mariusz.

Actions?

OOC: This could be the shortest GM post I've ever written!

With a start, the huge beast springs to life, leaping into the air  and heading toward Mariusz.  Jason raises his rifle, knowing that firing more than one shot would reveal their location. The boy is in the massive creatures path, and after all they had been through together, he doesn't want to see him trampled by an 800 pound Bambi.

He takes careful aim looking down the sight, only holding back knowing that Bear is closer and probably in a better position to fire.

Jason Kasparov
Aiming at the Buck
Single shot selected
Waiting to see if Bear shoots first

Stupid deer! Mariusz thought as the bloody idiot of an animal launched himself towards him. He swiftly lined up his sights at the juncture of the throat and chest. That would send his bullets ripping and tumbling through the monstrous beast's lungs and heart, dropping it like a sack of venison sausages, if he hit...

[Private to Cap'n Rae: OK, Mariusz was specifically on overwatch waiting for a target so he is trying to claim an aimed shot at 14, you may however feel that the animal's move was too erratic ti have been taken into account which Mariusz will not dispute, in which case the shot id a 7. Given the nature of the AK-74, the triple burst could be treated as one shot, they all hit or they all miss. This can only be done with preparation and on the first careful shot. If you don't want to bother with this level of realism, he fires one single shot. I'll put up a secret roll. Could be your shortestpost? hope it's not my shortest PC! Let the dice roll as they will!!]

Bear starts as he finally catches sight of what Mariuz has been stalking. Grzegorz Rzasa wouldn't flinch at the sight of a platoon of Spetznaz or a T-80 charging at him, but the huge stag lunging towards his young comrade strikes a chord of primal fear in the grizzled fighter. He lifts his AKMS fo unleash a burst at the onrushing beast but the boy is in his line of fire...

'Bear' Rzasa
10 meters behind the point man
AKMS (30/30)
Hesitating

[Private to Mariusz Tokarski: Whoa! You rolled a 20. That's an automatic failure. my friend. From now on, if you want to leave the rolling up to me, I'll understand.
; )]
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CLICK!

The Kalashnikov rifle legendary for never jamming does just that. The massive buck continues barrelling towards Mariusz, a look of sheer terror in its big, dewey brown eyes.

[Private to Mariusz Tokarski: You have time for one more quick action, be it diving aside, curling up in a ball, attempting to club at the deer with your rifle, saying your prayers etc.]

As the stag charges toward the enthusiastic teenager ahead, Switek privately curses himself for not having his silenced weapon prepared for immediate use.  Momentarily stunned by the scene of nature's fury unfolding before him, he makes a hasty decision to favor defending his point man over maintaining stealth.  He rolls to his right and manuevers the RPKM to acquire the magnificent beast in his sights.  The monk prays for an unobstructed line of fire as he squeezes off a burst of machinegun fire.

[Private to Cap'n Rae: Obviously, if there is no clear shot that doesn't endanger his pointman, Switek will hold fire.]


[Switek]
Prone in the clearing.
RPKM + 75rd Drum 7.62mmS at the ready
Perforating the stag (if there is a clear shot).

"Damn." The creature kept moving forward, and from his vantage point, it didn't seem like Bear was taking it down.  Taking careful aim, Jason lines the sight up slightly with the creatures head and gently squeezes off a single round.


Jason Kasparov
Firing a single shot
Prone, taking aim at the buck's head.

Mariusz stands petrified, jammed AK still held firmly to his shoulder. Switek looses a burst at the onrushing animal but misses wide, tracers disapearing into the fog like angry green hornets. A second burst is out of the question as the buck is now screened by Mariusz, still frozen in shock and awe.

[OOC: Stan misses! (5-round burst)]

A single shot cracks out and the animal stumbles, its forequarters slamming into the wet earth while its hindquarters continue forward, sending the beast cartwheeling into Mariusz. The young point man is knocked backwards off of his feet and his rifle spins from his hands into the long grass a few meters away. The buck tries to stand, stumbles again, and falls hard to lie twitching on the ground next to the now prostrate Mariusz.

[OOC: Jason scores a hit! (Single shot) Buck is mortally wounded in the chest.]

[OOC: The flying buck hits Mariuz in the head for 8 damage, knocking him out with a serious concussion.]

Actions?

[Private to Mariusz Tokarski: Sorry mate. You didn't post an action in response to my supplemental post so I had to roll the die. I've got to keep it real. I hope you're not already losing interest in the game...]
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The sight of the massive beast flying end over end would have almost been comical, had Mariuz not been struck down by the buck. "Shit!" Jason exclaims, dropping his rifle and charging forward, oblivious to the dangers that might be lurking in the fog. His mind had one thought, that he may have brought untold harm upon the young Mariuz, when, had he held his fire, he might have been spared any harm at all.


Crashing between Mariusz and the buck, Jason draws his knife and in one swift motion, slices the bucks throat. "At least that way you won't be getting back up." Driving the blade into the bucks neck, Jason then turns his attention to Mariusz.

"Little one," he mutters, checking the boys vitals, "Can you hear me?"

Jason Kasparov
Checking Mariuz's vitals.
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Mariusz is lying on the floor unconcious.

[Private to Cap'n Rae: Re: NPCing character: Not a problem you've got to keep the game moving. I had checked the sight on Sunday and Monday but I had'nt seen a flag on the thread, my mistake or a buggy comp. No, I'm loving the game and as for actions, give the catastrophic failure of his trusty rifle, I would have had him freeze to.]

Switek watched in horror as his shots went wide, unable to intercept he charging beast before it collided with his young pointman.  As Kasparov moves forward to deal with the fallen stag and tend to Mariusz, and with any notion of maintaining stealth momentarily lost, the monk rallies the hesitating 'Bear' to action.

"Snap out of it," he commands "... and cover the forward approach!"

He scrambles forward to the partial cover offered by the corpse and lays his RPKM across the stag's lifeless body as it bleeds out.  The monk begins to methodically scan the fog bank for any sign of company.



[Switek]
Crouched behind the stag.
RPKM + 70/75rd Drum 7.62mmS at the ready
Looking for hostiles.
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"He's out cold, but he's breathing." Jason pulls out his first aid kit, and pops some smelling salts under Mariusz's nose.  Pulling off his own jacket, Jason covers the boy and elevates his legs. He shoves his pack under his knees, to keep the blood flowing back to the heart.

Tapping his face lightly, Jason tries to wake Mariusz.

Jason Kasparov
Applying basic first aid
Kneeling between the stag and Mariusz

After several minutes of his comrade's gentle ministrations, Mariusz's eye lids fluttered open. The light struck the back of his eyes like a hammer and he wished he was unconcious again. His tounge felt thick and he could barely see the man tending to him.

He lay still, he felt as if anything else would cause to much pain.

A few minutes later he said, "So, stopping the deer with a head butt was a stroke of genius eh? Don't any of you go stealing my kill." he laughed harshly and lapsed back into unconciousness.
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Jason laughed at the boys joke, then snapped another smelling salt under his nose. "Oh no you don't. You took a Bruce Lee type power kick there kiddo. Don't need you slipping into a coma. You have all the sausages."
Lifting his head, he shook the boys shoulder's slightly. "Bear, I left my rifle back there. Grab it for me, while I attend to the young one?"

Bear rises, glowering at the dead animal, trying to mask his uncharacteristic display of fear with indignant anger and bravado. No one, however, is really paying any attention. Nevertheless, he spits towards the animal feeling that, in so doing, he has regained a little bit of his pride.

He walks over and picks up the American's carbine and, as he hands it to Jason, offers some of the little English he knows in a thick, gravelly accent.

"Good shot."

He takes a knee nearby, following Switek's instructions like a good soldier. Bear is no zoologist, but he realizes that something out there in the fog must have spooked the deer...

Bear Rzasa
AKMS 30/30
Covering

[Private to Mariusz Tokarski: You don't have to roll after speaking. Now, if you wanted to do a handstand, that would be a different story... So, based on your fist roll, Mariusz is now conscious. As long as he doesn't do anything too strenuous, he should remain so. Feel free to post. Mariusz will, however, need some help getting up, walking etc. He'll probably want to stay off of his feet as long as possible. Cool?]

Mariusz winced at the smelling salts, he refocused and saw Kasparov above him, "Hey, that's not nice , are you tryimg to kill me with that smell?" He paused, serious again.

"Sorry, my gun jammed and I froze. Thanks for saving me back there, I thought the buck was going to be wearing me like a new hat."

[Private to Cap'n Rae: What, no stroke and I get to talk? Bonus, no problem doc, I'll stay off the handstands for a while. maybe forever given the way I roll.]

"Don't sweat it. I just didn't feel like carrying you." Jason tosses the smelling salt aside, and holds up a finger. "Follow this with your eyes." He wasn't really sure why he was asking him to follow his finger, but they did it in all the films. If he did something odd, perhaps he would notice it.

"Something spooked the deer. Did you see what it was?"

Mariusz tried to follow the finger but he couldn't really work out which of Kasparov's multiple fingers to follow. He hoped he was doing it right. Slowly Kasparov's question penetrated the pounding waves of pain that swapmed his brain.

"Yes, the buck's attention was elsewhere, I couldn't see what it was but it was looking in a line direct with where it's tail is pointing now. Ow."
He winced as the moving of his jaw caused yet another pain tsunami inside his skull.

It's been several minutes since the buck was brought down. The fog seems to be thinning a bit, but only slightly. Visibility is now closer to 20m. Jason continues to administer what aid he can to the conscious but groggy Mariusz while Switek and Bear continue to provide security.

You notice a rustling sound like wind blowing through the long grass- except there is no wind. It's almost impossible to tell exactly where the sound is coming from- or what's making it- since the fog muffles and distorts sounds. But, whatever it is, it's growing in volume. It seems to surround you. Something out there is moving; moving towards you and doing so swiftly...

Actions?
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"Bear! Quickly, lets turn this Buck so its a shelter from that direction" Jason exclaims, pointing in the direction of the creatures nose as Mariusz stated the beast was staring before being brought down.

Drawing his knife from the bucks throat, he grabs the young boy by the arms. "You are in no shape for walking, but hows your shooting?" He hands Marisuz back his rifle, and points into the fog. "Either thats locusts, or thats trouble. Cover us." Grabbing the rear legs of the buck, Jason tries to drag the carcass about to provide a shelter.

"Stanislaw, lets have two facing forward, two facing back." He didn't know how far they were from the destination they were seeking, but he didn't want to die here when there was a chance to make it home.

Mariusz rolled slowly onto his stomach and took his proffered rifle. He picked an area where there were no friendlies in front of him to cover. His head ached and he fumbled at the action of the AK-74, trying to remember something important. His vision was still seriously blurred so he switched to fully automatic.

Lying in the damp grass he called softly, "Boss, I may be able to pull a trigger but don't count on me for anything. I can't see to aim and I don't know what the recoil will do. Keep everyone clear of my firelanes."

Mariusz, laying down by the buck
Covering the area the sound is coming from
Concussed, -3 Initiative, rolling against CON to stay concious after every action
AK-74, 29 in the magazine, forgotten jam in the chamber.

Switek assists Kasparov in manhandling the stag into position, then hunkers down and covers their rear quadrant, squinting into the fog as he cringes with anticipation at the approaching contact.

The monk nods to Mariusz.

"Clear your rifle, little one," he adds as an afterthought.



[Switek]
Crouched.
RPKM + 70/75rd Drum 7.62mmS
Waiting.

The order took a while to filter through the pain in Mariusz's brain and then the order and his nagging worry clicked together, "Yes boss, sorry boss."

He worked the ejection lever on the right side of his rifle and tried to see if it ejected the jammed bullet.

[Private to Cap'n Rae: If the jam doesn't clear this way, he'll try once more and then ask Bear to help him. Poor old Mariusz isn't up to performing more than immediate action I don't think.]

"If we need to run,' Jason whispers to Stanislaw, "I'll drop my gear and take the boy. Weapons we can always recover later. I will just need a few minutes for cover."

The bucks body was still warm, and a warm mist rose from the open wound at its throat. Its coarse fur scrapped his arms as he took a position on it, his weapon poking out slightly over the dead animals shoulder.Without looking, he switches the selector from single to three round. Scanning the mist before him, Jason tries to locate the source of the sound.

Jason Kasparov
hiding behind the buck
M177 at the ready 29 rounds in the clip
set at three round burst
scanning the mist