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Folks. I am SO SORRY for not posting sooner. Life has gotten a bit hectic for me and the fam. We're all healthy, just having to double down at work (to include building a side-hustle now...**sigh**) with the current economy and have had little time for Pathfinder. :(
Chuck rolls his eyes and keeps quiet for a bit. Filing away your new name within the Llellewyoly species. Sally announces in his ear.
"Ahem, hi Mr. Discreet." Chuck begins.
"We know Galus Libre!" Chuck says. He glances around at all the pipes to see if there's a way to clog them. As he eyes scan around, he jams a finger into his nose, activating his breather nostril instert. "We shouldn't have trusted that slime ball" He mutters to Erryll under his breath.
"Guess we have to try that other place then?" Chuck says. "Let's go."
"Works for me, Z. And if this fool tries to play dumb and no speaky English, I can have Sally translate and relay over comms." Chuck says as they approach the Startown office.
Chuck keeps an eye out for any tails as they make their way.
"Good idea, Ben." Chuck says to his companion, accepting his laser carbine he asked Ben to retrieve. He begins following along behind Zirelle weaving her way through the crowd. "This looks like the place we'll want to be on guard."
Sorry folks. Have been busy this weekend and into the next week. Please bot Chuck. He's a straight shot and computer wiz. Very team oriented.
Chuck looks after Zirelle with his third, half-eaten, sandwich hanging from his mouth. "I guh we sould fowwoh?" He says with mouth full, scrambling to gather his things and get to the car.
Hooray! I believe one of my Contacts was adjust to be the Professor. :)
"Authorities will probably be involved eventually and there's no reason to rat out the good man who gave us a tip." Chuck suggests, looking to the others.
Concur with staying on planet to chase that lead. Going off planet would only give more time to people going after Professor.
Chuck walks up to the man to loosen the bonds and get's face to face with him. "I promise you'll regret seeing my face again." He says, cutting the bonds. Chuck steps to the side and walks over to the Professor's side to examine her. He waits for the soldier to leave. ----------------- "Welp. She's stable. Let's see what she says when she wakes up. I bet she's got some good food while we're waiting."
"Are local authorities on the take for you? Or just plain incompetent?" Chuck asks. He turns to the group. "We should stay with the Professor until she's conscious. No telling what will happen if she's left with authorities. Z, were you able to get anything from her computer?"
"Whatdya gunna do if we let you go? Because if we cross paths again, I promise we won't be talking at the end of it." Chuck says, mulling over the massive data dump. Sally, can you be sure to note down all that? He thinks. Of course, Chaz. Taking notes on the boogey man for you. This will make for a great bedtime story. Sally replies over the nuero-link. "Where can we find this Harlen fella?
"Making a deal with the Devil never did anyone good. How about you start by thanking us that you're alive by telling us your name?" Chuck retorts. He then looks to the others for ideas.
"I don't think we should contact anyone until we can chat with the Professor. I'm beginning to think we're a bit over our head here with hit squads and all that." Chuck says as he paces the room. He stops pacing and looks at the gunman. "But first, let's see what numb-nuts over here has to say." He approaches the gunman.
"Unless these guys were sent by the authorities, there's no reason not to reach out to that detective." Chuck says as he tends to the injured assailant. "I think we should wait to let them know until after we can chat with this guy. I've got some pointed questions to ask this fella." Chuck looks to Ben. "Damn Ben. You did jump out the window! Remind me to show you a better way to tuck and roll. And maybe some pushups." He says with a wink.
As Erryll sets to work with the autodoc on the professor. Chuck goes over to clean up the soldier's body and finds a pulse. "By the stars! This fella is still alive! Doc, lemme know when you're done up there and we can get this sucker back on his feet for some pointed questions." Chuck attempts basic first aid by applying pressure to the wounds.
Chuck turns back to autodoc as the car slams his last target.
"Erryll, up here! I'm gonna fix this autodoc. It's on the left down the hall!"
Chuck brings the sights up and onto the soldier on the ground fighting Dev.
Chuck scans the med bay with his eyes and finding no threats, turns and shouts down the hall toward the stairs.
He then runs to the busted window to get a look out to the scene below. He shouts, just as Dev is about to engage.
Chuck shouts as he unleashes another laser blast.
Chuck moves with a purpose, keeping his pistol at the ready.
Chuck shoots first.
As he watches where the shot lands, he regulates his breath as he lines up a second shot.
Could have sworn I posted the Stealth check....
I'm just here to be Chuck and have him react to the things he knows. Table talking out every situation seems like it could bog down the flow of the game. I like that everyone will interpret and perceive situations differently. It lends to be IN character instead of just thinking of the optimal solution. It's a fun dynamic to react to what other people do and think on what my character would know and not know. It's on of my favorite RP aspects: learning how other players react/handle things and using it as cues for my own actions. I appreciate the urgency to save the Professor but just can't like in-character and OOC knowledge enough to justify it at the moment. Looking forward to learning how we all operate together! :)
Chuck hears the commotion and sees Zirelle go out the door.
Chuck moves to the corner of the hallway and uses the wall to brace his pistol for a clean shot. Don't turn around... Chuck thinks as he aims at the back of one of the soldiers.
Chuck continues to tinker with his pistol. Ain't no way I'm taking a knife to a gun fight he thinks as he tries to reconnect a fried diode.
His pistol hums quietly and he feels the vibration ever so slightly in his hand. "Z, look out."
Interesting, Paizo boards filtered Chuck muttering the "S" word. TIL. I rolled some dice! YAY! I think we're still a bit hosed and Ben is alone...
As Zirelle is watching the door, Chuck pulls a small multi-tool from his pocket and attempts to reset his laser pistol manually.
The small indicator lights on his pistol flicker briefly but falter.
That was sort of how I saw it too, we'd have to go through or around. Time to take some action.
"Pst, hey! Check out those rooms for anything useful. I'll keep an eye out here." Chuck says in a hushed shout to his companions down the hall.
My thought was to get out in front of the group while other figure out a way out of here.
Chuck tucks back into the hallway to hide from view until the last moment. He hurriedly gestures to the rest of the group to get back against the wall and do the same. Once he's sufficient tucked back, he'll wait to swing out at anyone that comes into range.
Chuck finishes his function check. "Crap! Must've been an EMP or somethin', my laser pistol is out. Z, I'm going for those swords by the stairs. I'll grab you one." Chuck shouts as he holsters his pistol and starts to sprint down the hallway to the stairs.
"Ben, can you get over here to carry the Professor? I'll cover us." Chuck says as he readies and function checks his laser pistol. "I ain't too sure going out a window from the second floor is going to be a good idea without the right tech, but I'll leave that to you." Chuck says to Erryll as he moves to the doorway to watch down the hallway. Chuck braces himself on the doorframe to steady his first shot. Sally, can you reach any services to call for help?
Chuck drops to the floor and crawls over toward the Professor.
Staying low to the ground, he'll see if she's responsive at all to glean more information from.
Sally, any chance we know anything on Ancients and or G-Band distortion? Chuck thinks to his assistant. "He was murdered." Chuck blurts out, before giving a sideways glance to Dev. "Uh... there's a lot to unpack, but we're not sure what happened but we have some leads." He pauses to stuff a sandwich in his mouth and looks the others.
Chuck, the last time you met the Professor was many years ago on a different planet. An introduction may be appropriate. Sally reminds Chuck. "Hey there, Professor. I'm Chuck Mudd and I don't know if you remember me but I piloted your shuttle a whole bunch a few years back and taught you 5 card stud with physical cards and uh... We're here to ask you some questions about..." Chuck says. Unsure how to phrase "Vlen Backett is dead and you may be in danger", he looks to the crew for help phrasing the question.
"Oh! Wow! Yea, that's great Detective. What a relief." Chuck answer abruptly.
"Alright boss" Chuck says to Dev. "Looks like this was an easy assignment" He waits a few moments before standing up and heading out himself.
Chuck shovels starchy snacks into his mouth as he relays a story about a shorted circuit in a Navy fighter turrent that caused some ruckus in the hangar when noone could shut it down. When Zirella stands up to approach Ben, he pauses his story and looks around to see what's happening.
"Just a pint with a neat glass of whiskey please." Chuck requests of Dev. He glances around the bar for a game of skill or chance to play.
"Sounds like a good plan to me. Sure looks like a place we can stay occupied." Chuck says. "I hope this place has darts!" he says walking toward the bar. "I've got 20 creds on a game of 301."
I have MagBoots if we need to walk up some walls. hehe
Chuck slows the car and responds with a team broadcast. "Sure thing Boss. Can you send me the coordinates and fill us in when we get there? We ain't getting younger."
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