Sgt. Michael "Vouchsafe" Dewitt's page

Yup, we're waiting on the outcome of the Healing check. I think we're otherwise ready to head for the bridge.

If time really is THAT much of the essence, then I say we leave them behind after quickly healing them, so 1.

Kessler has a point in land navigation, for a total of 8 dice, 2 hard, so probably? Also a 10 dice pool in both medicine and first aid. Other than that, I agree with Dewitt

I've got nary a point in anything medical, but do have 2 dice in land navi, so 5 total.

Do the two injured fellas look like they will survive without major surgical intervention? If so, we should find a place to stash them somewhere where they can have a higher chance of not being found by the enemy while we do our thing. If not, well, then we make them comfortable somewhere close by and continue with our mission. That's my $.02

Yep, no posts from any game for roughly 19 hours

Yup, all the forums went down for a day. Nothing new, sadly.

The ex-farmhand from Iowa looks through the holes in the skin of the plane and sees the quickly approaching ground. He hears Kessler's question and responds: "Yeah, but at this height and rate of descent, it's not going to do much good. Just hang on everybody!!!"

Not sure if we can do anything mechanically to help our survival chance for this crash.

The PF website is doing this annoying thing where I hit "post", but the actual post doesn't show up for a minute or two. Is this just me?

No, it's not just you.

Dewitt runs through his well-memorized list of items he carries with him, but can't think of a blessed thing that might be of use to them in this situation.

He looks around at his fellow Talents then finally settles on Evans. "Hey Evans!" he shouts over the rushing wind and ackack, "That Clankie, can he help us out? Can he make us invisible or lift us up out of range of those Italian guns? We're kinda sitting ducks in this flying canvas tub!"

Dewitt lets out a curse, but his Midwestern accent softens it to the point where it sounds more like a gentle admonishment of the Axis soldiers below. Squinting in the bright light, he looks around for anything that might be of use.

Are we wearing parachutes, or are there enough parachutes for all of us in sight?

Is Zindel informing us of any of this? Otherwise we logically would have no part in this "conversation".

OOC: As I can't act on the knowledge until Zindel let's us know what's going on, I'll do a little RP.

Sgt. Dewitt turns to Evans sitting in the seat across from him.

"So this Clankie fellow, tell us a bit about him?"

How can he possibly be real? Yet I have seen what he can do. Is Clankie merely a figment of his imagination, and if so, what does that say about Evans? Is he insane?

Not yet! And hey, I'm sure it won't be necessary -- historically, glider landings were totally safe and always landed you exactly where you wanted to be.

Uh huh.

Dewitt holds up his hands in a gesture of surrender. "Hey, no skin off my back, Herr Kessler, I understand. We're all just trying to get through this war in one piece. I know lots of you boys done fought for the Kaiser back in the day. Just glad to have someone who lived through the last one along with us now. Makes you kinda like a lucky rabbit's foot, ya know? Good to have around."

He smiles broadly at Kessler then goes off to talk to the NCO who handles ordinance.

GM: So I've got an entire field stripped BrowningM2 .50 machine gun inside me. The issue is the ammo. Since I have a weight limit per item, I can't take in an entire belt of ammo at once. I guess others could carry the ammo belts or boxes, perhaps?

Sgt. Dewitt's head snaps up at the mention of the war. He slowly gets to his feet and walk over to Kessler.

"Oh yeah, I remember seeing pictures from that war back when I was in short pants back on the farm. You Huns wore those spikey helmets back then, didn't ya? You ever accidentally sat down on one of those? "

Dewitt keeps a stonefaced demeanor when he says this although there is a twinkle in his eye.

GM: Would you mind if I switch my Language (French) 2 to Language (Italian) 2. I already feel pretty underpowered in this group, and that would help me be a little more useful for this mission.

Sgt. Michael "Vouchsafe" Dewitt sits on a bench casually playing with his pack. Easily over six feet, he looks like a farmhand from the American Midwest. He completes this look by always keeping a long piece of grass or grain tucked into his cheek. He looks around at the other talents, knowing their powers and confident that they have been apprised of his. This makes him more than a little uncomfortable, as he has used his own talent for less than legal or ethical deeds over the past few years.

So do we know each other? Are we just meeting? Have we been training with each other for a while? If so, we would have likely formed our own opinions about each other, so that would be good to discuss.

GM, I've spent significant time dealing with black markets. Would you allow me to add in my Lie or Stealth skill to the Brains check?

GM, Can you help us do a bit of background on each other and what we know/how long we've known each other/how we got here/etc?

Um, am I in the right place?