Kyle ducks behind the satellite up-link while opening fire on the nearest opposition. Perception, TN 5: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 3) = 8
Hit Location: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 2) = 6 I'm not 100% on how to read the table, thats either a head hit or a torso hit.
Perception, TN4: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 2) = 4 Nope Kyle will take note of his gear as well, taking special care to review the Blazer and the Sunbeam he got from their current employers, ensuring that it is properly functioning and at full power/ammo capacity. As he does he continues to flirt with Astrid shamelessly. "So, what do you say after this operation we take some time to get to know each other a little better?"
Perception, TN 4: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 5) = 7 Kyle's eyes widen as he sees all the gear. "Just your com number." He says with a wink before quickly inspecting the gear. "Is that a laser rifle? I've always wanted to try one of these." he says with a smirk before picking a Blazer up along with a Sunbeam for a side arm along with several spare power packs. Next he grabs a winter camo smock and begins putting it on over the armored vest he was already wearing. "So whats the plan on the ground?" Kyle also checks the charge on the power packs to ensure they are fully powered up.
Kyle frowns at the data, unable to immediately break the code, but he will continue working on it the rest of the trip. He will send a text to the rest of the original crew's personal com devices, avoiding the ship's system. Text Message: "Third party's encryption very strong. Appears to be Comstar/Word derivative."
Communication: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 2) = 3
Kyle calls the rest of the team together after several hours (days?) of snooping around to share his findings. Before they arrive Kyle takese a few minutes to sweep for bugs to ensure they have privacy. Perception: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 1) = 2 Of course... I definitely don't find anything! Confident that they are secure he waits for everyone to arrive and begins. "So, after a bit of slee...snooping around I've made a few discoveries that I wanted to share with everyone. First off, I am almost certain these are professional military. Not former, current. Every single crewman seems to be from somehwere completely different. In fact the distribution of homeworlds is almost exactly what I would expect to see if someone was drawing them randomly from a hat. Second, whatever it is they are installing is complex. I took an advanced communication class back at the NAIS, and whatever this is, its more complicated than that. At this his normally jovial tone drops and he grows deadly serious. "And most importantly, I was able to discover a serial number on a part that someone got lazy and didn't completely clean away." With that he pulls out his communicator and shows everyone a picture he snapped. It is of a mostly defaced label in the corner of a panel S_ _ r _ea_ _e De_ _ nc _ _nd_ _tr_es Mars. The component is out of the box new. "Mars. Brand New. So. We have a mysterious crew hiding their origin, a mysterious machine build on Mars, and a mysterious benefactor that seems to know everything. There are only two groups that fit that particular bill, and I don't particularly like the idea of working for either of them." He pauses for a few moments letting his last statement sink in. "Ladies and gentlemen, I believe we are officially in over our head. The question is, what does Comstar or the Word of Blake want from us, and do we want to give it to them?"
Kyle is very interested in the surveillance systems and will spend an inordinate amount of time flirting with whoever is the one installing it as cover to observe its workings and figure out what is going on. Furthermore when the transfer to the ship with the military crew he gets more suspicious and palls around with them trying to get some history on several crew members through idle chit chat to determine who exactly they are. What skills (if any) would you like me to roll for this
"I remember when I first heard news of the assault on Alyina. I was at a Gala on Skye at the time. It rather killed the mood of the party. Glad to hear you mad it out though." Kyle looks around and stretches. "I wonder what the story behind this little excursion is. Maybe I should see if the nice sniper lady would like to share some details over a drink."
At some point in time during Hoffen's episode, when he is fairly certain no one is looking Kyle will pocket her comlink. Not sure what skill to use. I read through them and none of them seemed to apply. Just let me know what/if you want me to roll. The intent is to get it back to my room, crack it and find out everything I can about her before erasing my traces and returning it to her unnoticed.
Kyle shrugs as he eats his meal. "I'm not the one that's going to be getting shot at, but my friends are, and I would rather we know more about our opposition before we commit. I'm less concerned with numbers," he gestures to Viper "Than I am with who it is we are going up against. Local pirates are a completely different story than clanners. They each have different variables that need to be considered. Certainly you understand?" Negotiation, TN:4: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 1) = 2 The literal worst possible roll!
Perception: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 2) = 4 Kyle smiles tightly at the Devil before taking a seat he bearing becoming less relaxed, and more what you would expect to see from a noble lord slumming among the commoners. "A pleasure to meet you Mr. Cypher. I've heard so much about you. I do hope our business here is of the mutually beneficial variety." At this point Kyle breaks into a smirk, letting out a small chuckle as his posture relaxes. "Ok, I can only keep that up so long. I'm here because Frau Hoffen needed someone with the connections that I can bring. That and my charming smile." He winks at the Devil leans forward elbows on the table, eyes suddenly hungry. "So, what do you bring to the table. Hopefully something I haven't seen before. Seduction, TN4: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 4) = 6 If the Devil swings that way When the waiter comes to take his order Kyle orders a dry aged wagyu with the 15 Lead Goose.
Kyle sticks his head out of his room and sees Frau Hoffen approaching before ducking back in. "One moment. I'm still getting dressed." several minutes pass before the door slides open and Kyle comes out dressed in a clearly overpriced silk shirt and slacks. He looks the Frau up and down appraisingly. Perception, TN 5: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 6) = 8 "Yes, lower back, looks like a slug thrower. How about me?" "He does a brief spin to allow a full 360 view of his clothing. His pants appear to be very tight. Stealth or Disguise?, TN5: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 2) = 5
Kyle Viper and is uncharacteristically quite during the ride. He doesn't seem frightened, just thoughtful. He responds over the Coms to Wraith. "Pride is a powerful thing. That rifleman might be a family heirloom. Although by all rights he is a pirate... We should accept his surrender for now, and determine what to do with him after."
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