Kris is shocked as the club welding doorman catches her, bringing stars to her eyes momentarily. this is why I prefer ranged combat
Turning her pistol towards the guard she fakes a short towards his head while slicing low with the knife, once again.
Trick Attack - full round action
additional +4 from Ghost specialization
if the trick attack worked subject is flat-footed
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Her attack missing by quiet a bit, Kris moves to run away
Trick Attack - full round action
additional +4 from Ghost specialization
if the trick attack worked subject is flat-footed
damage
Koro quickly picks up the dataslate, "Hopefully the info we needed is on here, she mutters, a meaningful glance directed at Noah.
She then quickly survey's the contents of the locker, and sweeps everything except the laser into her satchel for later investigation.
Turning to Noah, "Let's see if that will open the door back to our friends...sounds like quite the party..."
You quickly take stock of the ill gotten gains hoarded by the Kings, then move back toward the door connecting you all to the others. It is a simple bar lock, and Noah shifts it open easily, then steps through…
Koro
Paeon
Noah
Kris’ knife-play does little to nothing to impress or deter the bludgeoning King.
Meanwhile a burning Ed drops and rolls around frantically attempting to extinguish the flames. Despite his cry for help, he fails to stop the flambé!
Retsiji on the other hand fairs better, lumbering to the gun-toting card shark. The big desk unleashes a brutal strike that leaves the ganger’s head lolling at an odd angle as he drops like a rag doll.
The clubber grins as Kris’ slashes fail to even get close;
”Heheh. You flailin’ now girl! But you’ll feel a lot more than panic when I is finished with you!”
He aims another swing at the elusive operative;
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... but it proves to be but a glancing blow.
Then just as the numbers of the gang seem to be thinning, the connecting door to the club opens and Grillz steps through.
The dealer tries to take the scene in, focussing on the bloodied and battered form of Hatchbuster;
”Frak no! No! FRAK NO!”
He fumbles into his jacket, pulling out a laser pistol.
Simultaneously, the northern heavy door opens and Noah appears at the doorway, with Kris and Paeon flanking him!
Party Up.
Noah moves into the room and casts Daze on the newcomer.
Paeon swiftly moves up to lend KRis a hand, his massive blade appearing seemingly out of thin air midway through his swing,
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Kris takes a careful step back, leveling the pistol at the gatekeeper. "Perhaps I should just shoot you then"
"Or not..."
Koro slides into the adjoining room, quickly taking stock or the situation, shaking her head a bit at the uselessness of all the violence.
Nonetheless, her new friends were in it!
Taking a bead on the ganger accosting Kris, Koro fires...
Roaring again, Retsiji turns away from the fallen punk and rushes Grillz, lashing out at the man with a bloody fist. "Frak, yes!"
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"Krrraiiieeeer'rr" Ed keeps wailing as he rolls back and forth trying to extinguish himself.
Reinforcements from both sides come simultaneously barrelling through the doors.
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Noah invokes some techno-magic but its effect is shrugged off by the shocked pusher.
Grillz’ triumph is short lived as he is hit by a runaway vesk-shaped train which sends him reeling!
Its enough to make the dealer change his tune as he drops his pistol and bolts back into the club.
Besieged by the usurpers on his turf, clubber somehow dodges solar blades, bullets and laser shots!
He laughs hysterically at his luck, then aims a crack of the club toward the burly lashunta;
”Stick around andy-grrl! Once I finish your frakkin' friends here, me and you goin’ to party hard!”
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His swing lands with a thud on Paeon's shoulder, eliciting a "whoop" and feral grin from the ganger.
Meanwhile Ed manages to put himself out and lies carapace smoldering...
Noah, disappointed that his spell failed on the newcomer, tried it on the other combatant.
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Ed lays on his back smoldering and moaning for a moment. Then pulls a smoke bomb from his fannypack. Ready to go, he announces wearily, activates and rolls the bomb at the door.
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As chaos ensues, Noah's tekno-magick proves successful and causes "slugger" to momentarily halt
Across the room however Ed's gambit proves ill-augured as the throw of his smoke grenade is an errant one.
The canister rolls towards the open door and the club beyond... then bounces off the door frame and rolls back towards its source... spewing smoke as it goes!
Retsiji is about to pursue the fleeing Grillz when the smell of chemical smoke penetrates the fog of rage in his brain. He leaps over to the smoking grenade, intending to pick it up and throw it out the door, but can't easily uncurl his claws from the clenched fist that's beaten multiple foes.
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Kris steps away from the doorman while tilting the pistol up from waist level. "Party on this"
Retsiji fails to properly direct the grenade, and lobs it hard against the door frame once again causing it to bounce deeper into the store room and explode with a hissing pop!
The thick smoke cloud fills the corner of the room and foggy tendrils seep through connection vents in the wall...
Kris meanwhile pops a cap into the dazed slugger and he yelps in pain as the bullet lodges in his thigh.
Attack:
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A yelp cut short as Paeon's glowing blade separates head from neck in a frightening display of solar power!
Koro moves to assist Ed, helping the smouldering shirren to his feet.
Covered by the smoke for the moment, Retsiji bends down to quickly search the body of his fellow vesk. He won't be needing any of this.... If he has a chance, he'll knock out a tooth and pocket it as well.
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Ed thanks Koro and announces to the others. Let's get out of here, guys. Follow me! The burned Shirren exits the smoky backroom and enters the bar waving his arms and making a horrible buzzing croak of alarm. FIRE! FIRE! PANIC AT THE DISCO! The place is on FIRE! RUN!!
Kreel has been avenged and the Kings are leaderless. That is good. Was there anything else we needed to do here?
We need to finish our business here and get out.HNoah 2.0 states as he continues to loot the bodies.
While Noah, Retsiji and Koro check for anything of value to their investigation Kris steps out in the bar area behind Ed
Fire!! Run!"
if no one moves Kris draws he tactical pistol and fires up into the air to urge them forward.
FIRE! FIRE! PANIC AT THE DISCO! The place is on FIRE! RUN!!
Paeon scans the wreckage,
{Seems to me were done here... Finish up with what you're doin' ill keep a lookout.}
Between Ed's smouldering alert and Kris' forceful warning, the panicked patrons begin to channel and bolt towards the main exit.
Meanwhile the remainder of the group loot the dead and the King's stronghold with equal aplomb. You find plenty of small crates and holdalls to pack with the items detailed below:
Vrokilayo
► Troop Ceremonial Plate
► Assault Hammer
► Frag Grenade I
► Shock Grenade I
► Cred Stik [200CR]
Downed Side Kings
► Flight Suit Stationwear [3 off]
► Azimuth Laser Pistol [3 off] c/w Battery [16 charges each]
► Club [3 off]
► Credstiks [3 off - 150CR each]
[b]Stock of Kings[/b
► 6 Bottles of Nightarch Shadowine [worth 50CR each]
► 8 Hyperleaf Dispensers [street value ???CR]
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Noah 2.0 votes to exit with the crowd if that is possible. Beheaded, he believes the Kings are done for and there is no point in further killing. Plus he worries that at some point the authorities will have to make it even to this level to investigate.
Once the vesk has finished his search, he pulls out a small vial from a pack and drinks down the contents. He shudders as the bruises and claw marks left by his reptilian foe fade and scab over. "Good one! Kris, if you think the rest of the Kings gonna come for us, let's kill 'em now before they get their acts together."
"Only one way to find out" Kris calls out over her shoulder. " besides the lady at the door has something of yours. Bring 'Hatches hammer, it might work if your key doesn't." she adds with a wink.
"Ed, watch the front door while the other get finished up." Kris called out to the singed shirred mystic as she alternated watching the door and the punk in the corner.
Retsiji holds up a clenched fist. "Better than a hammer, for me."
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"<sigh> the hammer was not for your benefit." Kris says shaking her head really have to explain the theatrics of intimidation to him over beers
While not something she was good at, her sub-routines did cover the various forms of intimidation.
Ed slows when he notices that none of his comrades is following, shakes his head and then stops to recover their gear at the weapon check.
Toro helps the others package up the gear, then looks out at the crowd streaming from the club, "When Ed gets back, I suggest we make like the clubbers and get out. Let's get back to the apartment, so we can go over this stuff and see what's in here." she says, indicating Felani's data slate.
You load up various hold-alls and crates as Retsiji pauses to pull a tooth from Hatchbuster's battered maw.
Ed's grenade continues to spew a cloud smoke which now threatens to engulf the lower reaches of the store room as well as seeping through vents outside and into the club reception area.
Your shirren companion buffets against the exiting crowd as he slips into the ajar door of the entrance-kiosk. Of the receptionist Lylli there is no sign...
You clock the group's ordinance through plexiglass locker #19. However it looks locked and there is no key cards on display. Most likely Lylli carries the master...
Ready to go here. Noah 2.0 adds. Lets grab the gear we checked on the way in and get.
oops.
You surmise that perhaps the system could be bypassed or mechanically jimmied with the right skill and tools...
Moving up beside Ed, Kris looks at the gear locked behind the doors and the card reader that should open it. Retrieving the jack for her data pad she plugs it in and tries to access the locking mechanism.
"Hmmm, what can we do here"
With a deft tap of the keyboard, Kris arrives to deactivate the tray's lock, allowing all ordinance to be recovered.
Across the dance floor area, you spot the second Kings pusher making his way toward the exit alongside the crowd. With n'er a fleeting glance in your direction he does not seem to be aware of your collective threat.
You notice he is speaking into a comms device as he moves.
Retsiji only has eyes for his newly-acquired weaponry, taking it from the rack and checking it over for signs of tampering.
Ed notices the Kings pusher on the phone and notifies his nearest companions. Maybe we should slip out quietly now. That Kings guy on the comm hasn't noticed us yet.
Retsiji spins to look where the shirren is pointing. Who is he calling?
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Ed shrugs. I'm not a mind reader.
We should leave post haste, but walk over any that get in our way. Noah 2.0 states under his breath.
Kris peruses the carousel on the off chance a rifle might be held in check before moving to the doorway if none is found.
"If it's clear we need to move on before the authorities make their way here, otherwise as Noah said walk over anyone in the way."
Koro nods her agreement, "Let's walk, and ....er....walk"
Ed gives an excited buzz and runs out of the place broadcasting Fire!