Boone: Many people are hurrying on by, doing their best to ignore your lunatic outburst; though many are more nervously drawing away.
Thug 1 : "Dammit friend! I told you go easy on those Orbitals! Three of those of and you are out of your mind!" He forces a laugh.
The Gaming Room : The wounded man is fumbling around inside his tunic.
Muttering under his breath, "Where the hell is the security!', Eli staggers over to one of the game tables and attempts to grab some of the bets, then throws them at the men following him.
"Here you go...just like you asked! Run!!"
Boone bursts into one of the smaller game rooms; that is pretty much solely filled up by VR game consoles.
Boone pushes a player aside, scoops up his betting tokens.
Outraged gamer: "Hey? What the hell man? Security!"
There are flashing lights from over-head, and a klaxon alarm. The two thugs nervously back away.
The (Lower) Gaming Room : The wounded mans thrusts out a compact hand gun, clutched in a shaking hand.
Wounded Man: "Stay...back..."
Anson tenses, not interfering just yet but ready to jump in and smack away the hand gun, merging with the nervous crowd.
Aurora puts her hands up in a show of defenselessness. "I just want to help," she says. "I'm a doctor."
Lower room (Fineline and Feldspar) : The wounded man looks uncertain. Fineline spies was looks like a maintenance access-way hatch, which, from the bloody hand-prints on the inside of the door, looks like where the wounded man came from.
Upper Room (Boone) : There is a growing bubble of space around Boone, as people nervously back away. Beyond the banks of gaming consoles Boone hears a raising humming noise.
Upper Room (Boone): Through the gaming consoles Boone catches the glimpse of the shining carapace of a security drone, as it slices through the air towards hime.
Turning towards the two men following him, Boone smiles, then sprints right at them...hoping the security drone will follow.
Upper Room [Boone]: They gape at Boone in disbelief as he sprints towards them. Behind him Boone hears the hum of the drone's lift's motors as the drone gains on him.
Lower Room [Feldspar and Fineline]: The hand holding the gun droops.
Anson glances at the maintenance hatch, wary if anything will follow the man, but he keeps close and lets Aurora handle the situation, tensing himself to intervene if that gun goes back up.
Boone, make an athletics test; as the drone behind you discharges a stun bolt.
Dr. Feldspar, make a Persuade test, as you try to talk the wounded man into surrendering his weapon.
Athletics:
Now that the tail following him is distracted, Boone will try to hide and make his way to the others...as long as he can now shake this drone!!
"I'm here to help. Why not give me the gun?"
Lower Game Room
Wounded man : "No...get back!"
Upper Game Room
The two thugs dance away.
Uh oh Boone, make a test, adding any Endurance mod., at a -2 DM.
So, revisiting my notes I see that the gangsters didn't have the athletics ability; so with a revised score of 7 and 5, the three of you probably got tangled up together; and were then group 'tasered' by the drone.
LOL..well close to what I was planning anyway....
CON save:
Boone: Your limbs become nerveless rubber, as you fold gracelessly to the floor.
Lower Room : Fineline notes a well-dressed man, edging along the wall, slowly working his way closer to the wounded man.
Anson responds by edging his way closer between the well-dressed man and the wounded man, acting like he wanted to take a closer look. He trusted Aurora to take care of herself and looked at where the well-dressed man's hands were, gaze searching for weapons.
Aurora is insistent. "Please, I only want to help. You're badly injured and I'm a doctor!"
The wounded man's face is a mask of confusion, as he raises the gun, and fires at Aurora.
There is pandemonium in the room as people begin screaming.
Aurora cries out as she takes the slug in the shoulder. She shrinks back, wary of another attack. Gasping in pain, she attempts to assess the wound to her shoulder.
Anson dashes for the wounded man when he raises his gun, unable to stop him before he shot Aurora. He glances for the well-dressed man's movements before he engages the wounded man in a grapple, aiming to stop his movements and remove his weapon.
The helpful bystander also springs forward, and grabs at the man's gun.
The bystander's clumsy effort throws Fineline off-balance; he grabs the gunman's wrist, and is able to pin it against the gun-man's own body, but he is unable to pull the weapon from his grip.
Feldspar: the bullet didn't appear to strike any any arteries.
Let's have initiative rolls.
Out of the corner of his eye, Fineline sees, Aeryl; she has her stunner out, but is keeping it close to her body.
Aurora regards the wounded man with an expression of both fear and concern. She wants to get close enough to examine him, but she has no wish to be shot again.
The wounded man is trying to break Feldspar's grip.
Bystander again attempts to grapple wounded man.
Anson's hold on the wounded man is broken but with the bystander distracting him, Anson is able to go for another hold. "Calm down!"
Showing a surprising burst of energy, the wounded man wiggles free.
He makes a stumbling lunge towards Dr. Feldspar.
The wounded man lurches towards Dr. Feldspar, arms out in front of him.
There is a violent, shuddering motion, and the lights momentarily flicker, causing cries of alarm among the casino's guests.
The wounded man is momentarily thrown off balance, and staggers drunkenly.
Aurora goes to catch the wounded man, deflecting his weight to her unwounded shoulder.
Dr. Feldspar catches the slumping man, as he looks at her with bovine confusion.
The lights flicker again, and the crowd at Dr. Feldspar's back murmurs with alarm.
Voice over intercom: "We are experiencing some issues with the power grid, but we assure our guests that there's no reason for alarm."
Aurora checks the wounded man over, relieving him of his weapon while doing so.
(+2 more if Edu counts)
You can apply a compress, but this man desperately needs medical attention: where the hell are emergency services? Shouldn't they be here already?
Anson moves over next to the Aurora to make sure she's okay and so the wounded man doesn't get the better of the doctor again. He takes the man's weapon for himself, calmly keeping it on his person as he looks around, wary of the situation and watching the other bystander that was involved.
The 'other bystander' is looking about, with obvious concern.
He pulls out a perscom, and glares at the display.
"The local network is offline, I cannot get a signal." He shakes his head. "A bad situation is going to get much worse."
She is in the gaming room, with Fineline and Feldspar. They were to wait for Boone here.
She thinks she recognizes the man who tried to help Fineline; he's a valet to the visiting noblewoman, Lady Kross.
Aeryl moves back towards the captain and doctor. She has her stunner still out and is ready to drop anyone in her way.
"How are you doctor? How is this other fellow? Where the hell is security and emergency services!"