"All right, we will go upstairs before they can hit us from behind." Collider moves to the group and teleports them to the floor he heard footsteps on.
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Collider reappears in the hall with the others. "Bottom floor sounds clean, next floor up has people moving around. I can drop us in either, just tell me which one."
Lucias teleports down to the last door and listens at it, hoping to hear any sign of an obviously mounting defense while making as little noise of his own. Perception:
"Thank you." Lucias looks to the end of the hallway. "We should get moving to explore find the source of our mysterious E-mails before anyone can mount a larger defense than this." Lucias moves to the end of the hallway and looks in the elevator, noting the rust flakes. "I don't think we will be able to ride this down with Durus. I will go ahead to see how far down it goes." He disappears from the hallway and reappears in the elevator shaft letting his suit's gloves and boots catch onto the wall holding him there. Perception check:
Lucias puts his hand on the two downed guards and vanished, reappearing a second later and grabbing the still conscious guard taking him to where he had taken the other two, A hospital in britain. He reappeared in the hallway and looked at the others. "Well, we should be getting on now shouldn't we?" He prods at his side where a bullet had hit his suit. "Ugh, that one is going to leave a hell of a bruise."
"Italy? oh come on I could drop you off at the south pole science station, australia... Wonder if I could get to the moon." He turns to the others with a manic grin. "We need spacesuits."
"Nope." Collider finishes removing the suits from the fallen men and turns to the still conscious guard. "Any preference on country? Italy is quite nice."
Collider moves to the two downed guards and begins trying to remove their suits. "I don't know what these suits are but I do not want them ending up in a hospital or on the news."
"Maybe it would be best to keep this unrelated to any country." Lucias hurls another rock, this time timing it to hit SU16-3 at the same time as Arc.
"One down, and 2 left." Lucias recreates the rock he just threw and hurls it at SU16-2. Attack Roll:
Lucias closes his eyes again and rubs them. Fortitude save: Finding his vision has cleared he scoops up another rock and charges it. Fragmented lines like broken glass appear along the rocks surface and in the air around it, he hurls it at SU16-1 Attack roll:
Lucias takes a deep breathe and closes his eyes, hoping his vision returns when he opens them. Fortitude save: As he opens his eyes he is dismayed as his vision has not yet returned.
"Huh, this is going to be interesting." Lucias vanished, reappearing just in front of SU16-2. Lucias grabbed the man and vanished again.
Lucias scowled, "Fine, if they want to play that way we can play that way." Lucias held out his hand, with a almost inaudible sound the rock he had thrown earlier re-appeared in it. "Buck, if you can seal the door quickly do it. If not lets prepare to take out whoever is in the elevator."
"Any chance you can stop that elevator Arc?" Lucias looked at Durus. "Afraid you're going to break the weight limit on this thing."
Lucias began to gather up the fallen guards. "Be back in a second." He vanished along with the guards and reappeared a few seconds later.
Lucias looks at the guard that Durus had hammered. "Wow, maybe a little less gusto on those hits." Collider teleports next to the man with the radio, reaching out to charge the mans gun. Attack roll:
Initiative:
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Lucias grabs a hold of Durus, "Lets go then.". The group disapears, reappearing just a few feet from the door.
"All right, everyone ready? Grab on."
"If you can take them out great, if not we can always just go in loud and angry."
"Well gentlemen, it appears they are heavily armed. I could teleport us onto the roof but I think Durus would collapse it..." Lucias pauses for a second and mumbles to himself "It would be be a grand entrance, nah still probably a bad idea." Lucias shakes his head. "Either way, we are looking at Assault rifles, grenades, and cameras on every corner. The door is heavy duty as well. We could just drop in there as it were. I'm sure someone around here has a car I could borrow. We could also try our hand at stealth. What say you guys?"
Lucias waits a minute, trying to make out any conversations or notice any other entrances. Perception check: Take 10 (if possible) = 21 (10+11)
Lucias take a deep breath. "All right, I suppose we should scope out the building, anyone bring the binoculars? No? Fair enough." Lucias looks for some place to teleport stealthily to get a better look at the complex. perception check:
"Here, read this." Lucias hands the printed E-mails to Gavin as he starts to type up another reply. "Dear trappedin, We have reviewed your application for assistance and the committee voted (along party lines) to assist you. Expect our assistance to occur with 1 business second, to 5 business days.
Lucias. This letter and it’s contents are considered private and proprietary, any disbursement to unaffiliated parties will be subject to termination of contract, for more legal information please see our legal page at www.bringvictory.com”
Lucias went back to the computer and began searching for common terms in czheck. "Well then, when you two are ready we can get going."
"Czech? Maybe let me see... oh, right. No." Lucias adjusted his suit and walked over to the others. "Well I can get us there... has anyone seen the intern?"
Lucias hit the print button, then turned his attention to his climbing suit. It stood in one corner of the room, held up by a stand and it's own armor plating. Lucias's form blurred for a brief instant then was gone, reappearing instantly in the suit. "Well then, it appears we have something to do for the day."
Lucias began to type up the reply. "Dear Mr. Trappedin, We thank you for your interest in our business, we can work out a time to consult on the issue or if more information regarding your situation can be provided we can give an estimate through E-mail. We offer competitive rates and world class service. Where are you located and what is the exact nature of your situation?" He looked at the E-mail and shook his head, mumbling "Still needs something..." "Signed, Lucias Havlocke Crowley,
Lucias nodded, that was better.
Lucias puzzled over the cryptic message, reaching into the bag and grabbing some food. As he bit down he realized it had not left the wrapper. He pulled the paper out of his mouth and turned the monitor around to show the others. "We got this, someone is apparently trapped in a box. About as legible as any other E-mail I guess."
Lucias opened the E-mail, hoping that it was another advertisement to enlarge something. Ever since he was shown how to track an IP address he had been hoping that one would lead him right back to the spammer themselves… As the E-mail opened his mind drifted off, who had taught him to IP track? Lucias pulled out his notebook and made another note "IP tracking - who taught me?". The list was getting pretty big and he seemed to find more and more things to add every day.
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