Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
"One moment." she says, holding up her finger before turning her back on the scarred vesk. "A'ight, look it. She has the scars and the look down to match her story, so she got that goin' for her." "But I mean," Talah continues, looking around at her crew, "I ain't sayin' she ain't lying 'bout her big ole story and everythin'. But y'all, she is called Oathbreaker, right?" Looking to Ben she asks, "What we gonna do, Cap?"
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Talah looks at Penny strangely, leaning and whispering to the mystic while still keeping her eyes on the creature at the altar "What? It is? Why don't we just melt them instead?"
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Chase Reisora wrote: ”Even magic boulders are no match for me!” Chase declares. Talah laughs to herself and turns to Penny. With a nudge of her shoulder against the mystic's she remarks, "Pfft. Nothin' ain'ta matcha for Chase, eh??!" She raises her eyebrows twice in rapid succession with a telling smirk. Once past the boulders, she cautiously inspects a sick patient from afar. She takes a step back and says "I aint'a dotcta, but damn, I think they are sick with the Crinsies!" It's quite evident Boots has no idea what she's talking about. After another step back, she looks to the science lady and asks "Kates! We be inoculated for Crinsies, right???"
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Motioning towards the man, Boots says "Whoa-whoa-whoa. Where ya think yer going? If ya wanna take a ride on ma ship, we gonna need to search ya first. Why don'tcha go ahead and slip outta them there clothes so I can make sure ya ain't hidin' nothin'." With a wink she adds "I'll be gentle." Looking over at Katherine, she says "Kate. Come do a scan-thing on him an make sure he ain't chipped-up-like."
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
"Lessee what these bots be havin' to tell us." Talah says, crouching down and rummaging through the scrap to locate the core. Computers: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Looking through the items, Talah takes the subzero pistol and stashes it on her hip before picking up both frag grenades. She starts whistling to herself while she juggles the two items likes balls while Ben "reasons" in his pleasant voice.
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Boots hoots and hollers before hopping on top of the fallen bot and yelling yelling "WWWOOOOOOOWEEE! MISS-CREE-ENTS, y'all!" After a celebratory dance, she hops down and circles Ben "Hold up. Somethin's amissin'. Ben here, he ain't been shot? Was that an illusion we just took out?"
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Boots teases while she deftly moves about before firing again "Y'all here that? Y'all some miscreants!" Tactical Pistol vs. KAC: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12 Damage, Analog: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 Trick Attack (SOH vs DC20+CR): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (13) + 14 = 27 Additional Damage + Flatfooted: 1d8 ⇒ 5
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
With the explosion of digital harmonics around her, Boots protests "Hey now!" while quickly pulling out her pistol and taking aim at the mark four. As she feints and then fires, she asks "Wonder what happened ta Mark 3?" Tactical Pistol vs. KAC: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14 Damage, Analog: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 Trick Attack (SOH vs DC20+CR): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23 Additional Damage + Flatfooted: 1d8 ⇒ 7
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
While in Drift time, Boots asks Ben "Hey Cap. Does it always need ta be bugs and big ole lumberin' creatures? Can'tcha get us a gig transportin' some musical devices, fancy microchips or maybe something not deadly, like, I dunno, lingerie?" --- Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26 Once they hit the shop, Boots stand behind Penny and surveys the area, catching sign of the starship. Leaning close to the quartermaster, she asks in a whisper "Hey Penns, on the wall over there, wassat symbol of the ship mean? Anything to you?"
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
"Katie, what you yappin' about? Women, gals, same damn thing! Imma gal, you be a gal, Penny's probably a gal and Chase is certainly a gal." While blabbing to Katherine, Talah turns, spins and feints before firing again. Tactical Pistol vs. KAC: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26 Damage, Analog: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 Trick Attack (SOH vs DC20+CR): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (18) + 14 = 32 Additional Damage + Flatfooted: 1d8 ⇒ 6 After her shot she teases with a wink and an air kiss "I can show ya Imma woman lata if ya like, Katie-Patatie."
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
"Chase! Stop movin' all clunkity like Ben does and hit tha damn thing!" Boots calls out just before the Fistigons go to work on it. "Hoooooweeeee! That's ma girl!" she shouts out in response to the mechanic's punches, feinting and then firing on the creature as well. Trick Attack (SOH vs DC20+CR): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30 Additional Damage + Flatfooted: 1d8 ⇒ 1
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
"Chase, this better not be your sister again." Boots says warily, slipping her pistol into her hand and firing at the tendril. Tactical Pistol vs. KAC: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17 Damage, Analog: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 Trick Attack (SOH vs DC20+CR): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30 Additional Damage + Flatfooted: 1d8 ⇒ 2
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
When Boots finally sets her eyes on the gore, she unfortunately adds to the mess by allowing Penny's last mean to present itself to everyone once more. Unable to control her gag reflex, Boots vomits before running quickly out of the room leaving her mess along side of the other.
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
"What the hell are y'all doing to my ship!?" Boots shouts as she treis to get caught up. She dashes down the corridor, doing handsprings and flips as she dodges obstacles along the way. She joins the others in the entertainment suite and quickly goes to work on the console in an attempt to help fix the simulation. "That ain't right. Hang on!" Computers: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Boots is caught flat-footed by the explosion and is blow off her feet. Grumbling curses as she brushes herself off, she adds "Edge isn't gonna let this just fade away, are they?" Talah catches Ben looking over the gear and says "Hey Cap. If ya gonna keep takin' the shots fer us, might ya put on that golemforged getup? Chase can attest to it prolly protectin' ya better." With a smirk and a wink she adds "Definitely gonna slow ya down though. You been skippin' too many leg days." She quickly gets to work helping with their payday as best she can.
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
"Hey Katie, keep up the distraction! They actually think you're trying to hit 'em!" Talah notes as she takes aim and fires again. Tactical Pistol vs. KAC: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19 Damage, Analog: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 Trick Attack (SOH vs DC20+CR): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16 Additional Damage + Flatfooted: 1d8 ⇒ 4
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Lining up her next shot, she takes aim and speaks into her comm "Hey Cap, I gotta question I been meanin' ta ask ya." Before pulling the trigger, she feints one way while moving the other and slips her pistol to the opposite hand before pulling the trigger. Unfortunately, it was a clumsy exchange and she nearly drops her weapon. "Dammit!" she curses aloud before sighing and finishing her actual question. "So like, are ya sacrificin' yer body for us so that none of us beautiful ladies get injured? Or do I needta talk to Penns about making sure you get some more PT time?" Tactical Pistol vs. KAC: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22 Damage, Analog: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 Trick Attack (SOH vs DC20+CR): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16 Additional Damage + Flatfooted: 1d8 ⇒ 5
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Boots spots the mine and then loops around to try and diverge the herd from the path it's taking, but unfortunately she's unable to figure out how to do so. She says into her comm "Uhhhh Cap. There's a grenade here that's about ta go BOOM. Get clear!" Survival DC19: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Boots sees trouble forming and revs her throttle, throwing herself forward quickly. Accelerating, she deftly maneuvers herself between numerous creatures and forces them apart. Piloting: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (13) + 15 = 28
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Talah helps Chase as she goes to work with her pulley system, whistling with a compliment. "I'm sure glad that Chase is on our side, eh? She's got the brains and the bod!" Afterwards she looks over at her own dented bike and nudges the mystic as she asks "Hey Penns, how much does that bike cost? Askin' fer a friend." Taking a look at Penny, she point to a bloodied section of her torso. "Good news is I think kept most of the blood on yer shirt and not on the bike. Prolly should tryta keep it inside ya though. If you want my two creds."
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
"Thanks, babe!" Talah shouts to Chase after she keeps her from a rather bad spot. Back with the group, she racks her brain to figure out whether what's going down with Ben is legit or not, but cannot make up her mind either way. Culture DC17: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17 I am the queen of fail on this mission, apparently.
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
"Hang on, y'all. This is gonna be a bumpy one!" she declares as they set off. Piloting DC19: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (2) + 15 = 17 Sigh. All I needed was a FOUR. Talah is having difficulty managing the terrain here. It seems that every rock and crevice is calling to her and she manages to provide an extremely bumpy and slow ride for the group. Deciding she's had enough of this, she speeds things up and pushes a little too hard and gets ejected out onto the rough terrain. Fall Damage: 2d4 ⇒ (2, 3) = 5 Pulling herself back up she proclaims, "Katie! I think I broke ma pancreas!"
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Ship AI wrote: "That appears to be the audio track to the seventh edition of 'Vesks On Summer Break' from your personal files, Pilot Boots," Carolyn offers helpfully. "You'd asked for a reminder to remove it when you were finished with it, but you haven't indicated having done so yet. Should I remove it now?" "GAh!" Boots exclaims, moving her hands to her face to cover her eyes. "Yes! I'm done, I'm done!"
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
"Betcha I can just hack togetha a defrex sound for us to use instead of us buyin' one. Hold tight." Boots says, hacking away at her pad for a few moments. "Check this out!" she says smiling as she punches a button. Computers DC14: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13 The sound of two vesks engaged in some strenuous activity with much roaring places through her comm. Her eyes go wide and she quickly presses buttons, "Uhh. No. No, that's not quite right. Not sure what happened there..."
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
"Right. On it, Cap." Boots says, kicking her feet off the console and going to work on course plotting. Once everything is set, she sets Olly and her crew on her way.
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Boots enjoys playing against Dizzy, even letting him win once to make him feel like he actually stands a chance against her. She eventually excuses herself to make way to Jinx where to talk to him. Not having interacting with a deaf person before, she makes the classic mistake and begins talking slowly and loudly. Pointing to herself, she says "HEL-LO. I'M. BOOTS. Motioning in the vague direction of the Wintermourn she continues " YA. DID. WELL. BACK. THERE. JUST. WANNA'D-TA SAY," She takes her hands in front of her and begins to mime flying "-NICE. FLYIN'. AGAINST YA. HOPE YA. LIKED EATIN'. MY VAPORS." She finishes by placing her hands on her hips, leaning to the side with a cocky smile followed by a wink.
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
"Huh." is Talah's response about staying on the ship. "What fun is that? I mean. I can run backta the ship to get 'er ready. Missin' all the action, though, eh?" she says with a nudge of her hip against Dizzy's. When the tone chimes, she trills "OoooOOoo. There we are. Pleasure doing business witchya."
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
While the conversation is going on with the furry four-armed friend, Boots looks back to the other crew and asked. "Where's ya pilot at? Wanna talk some s%*$ to 'em."
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Boots moves the ship through the hole that Ben punches through the swarm, deftly swinging in and out as openings appear. "Woooooooweeee! Nice shootin', Cap! Ya gonna get me all hot an bothered again if ya keep that up!"
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
"Ohhhh, so it's like that, is it? That's downright dirty, y'all!" Boots protests as she works to maneuver the Oliphaunt out of the way of the plasma. Piloting DC18: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (4) + 15 = 19
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Studying the colors and positioning herself to take maximum advantage of their trajectory, Talah holds steady and blasts ahead towards the portal instead of making the long way around. "Violet. GO!" she blurts and yanks hard to port before reversing and pulling back into position once clear on the other side as if the portal had never even been in their way. Piloting: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 15 + 2 = 36
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Talah wasn't ready. Upon the arrival of the Wintermourn, her comms had chirped with a message from Dizzy who had acquired some of those resources she had been asking for. Halfway through her reply back to him, she says "Huh? What? Oh. S@#!. Right. On it, Cap!" Punching a few buttons, she shouts "Hold onta yer titties!" and slams the throttle forward. Piloting: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (7) + 15 = 22
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Talah turns slightly from Ben and raises a fist to her mouth for a pathetic, half-hearted cough that even the goblins would know was fake. "Good idea, Cap. I'll go lay down. Katie's really busy doing science s@&!, so ya might wanna come check up on me soon-like and make sure I'm-a 'kay." She turns then and saunters out of the room, stopping once to give another half-hearted cough followed by a wink before she leaves.
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Why stop now when you're on a roll? Imagine all the perks that could lead to. . . Lifting her arm up off Penny, Boots rises and saunters up to Ben, standing nose to nose with him. She says in a raspy whisper "Ya know Cap, it does get awfully cold an lonely at night out here sometimes. Boots wouldn't mind some others things, if ya ge tma drift. I'd loveta be gettin' a closa look at ya quarters."
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Talah leans in so Penny can wipe her chin "Thanks, love." before slinging her arm around Penny's neck, "Say it ain't so, Cap? I love me some Penns. Why, just earlier today I was a tellin' Chase that I couldn't be buying all ma nifty swag if Penns here wasn't lookin' out afta me. What would I do without 'er?" She nods reassuringly before placing a kiss on Penny's cheek and turning to give Ben puppy dog eyes. "I'da be thinkin' it'd be mighty sweet of ya to let Penns be Cap sometime, being as she's numba two and all. Just seems right ta me."
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
"Ih lovhe it!" she says, nodding a few times with wide eyes. Her smile falters when she is told that the goblins rank above her in the pecking order. "Whatsh theh fhuckhh Cap? Realehy?" Swallowing her food, she opens her mouth to say something but then closes it as a quizzical look overcomes her. Turning to Penny, she asks "Wait. Wait. I thought ya were second in command, nah? How are ya allowed ta be in charge?" She belches loudly to emphasize her point.
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Talah comes in bobbing her head to some loud and obnoxious music. She scoops up some food and plops into a chair, beginning to chomp loudly while she kicks her legs up onto the table. "THhwis ish delichsoush." she says with a thumbs up to Penny. After a few more bites she lowers her utensil and asks, "Hey Cap. I get to be actin' Cap next time, eh? I don't intimidate ya, do I? I figure it bein' my turn an all." Chomp. Chew. Loudly (For all to hear).
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Talk looks sideways at Chase and says "Ya think?" She stirs that around in her head for a moment before nodding in agreement. "Damn straight." Hailing Katherine on her comm, she says "Hey-hey, Captain Kate. Chase and I picked up three goblins strays who gonna be takin' a ride with us for awhile in exchange for a slightly used Signal Boost. We're headin' back now and gonna start workin' on hookin' 'er up to Olly once we're there."
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Talah puts her weapon away and slaps one of the goblins on the back, "Don't be f%*+in' anything up on my baby now or Chase is gonna use that be ole fist and stick it down yer throat." With a smile throats her hands wide and says "Welcome aboard! Let's get this sucka back to the ship and installed." On their way back, she turns to Chase and asks with a pouty face "How come he ain't neva leavin' me in charge?"
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Boots & Chase: "We're here for tha Signal Boost." Boots declares. With her pistol still out, she reaches out with her free hand and taps Chase's fistigon twice as she says "We be takin' the save-ya-life discount as well."
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Boots & Chase: "Awwwww s&!&, that's not what I was expectin! Punch it, Chase!'" Not sure her tactic will work but without a better plan, Talah tries to shoot the electricity thing. Tactical Pistol vs. KAC: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18 Damage, Analog: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 Trick Attack (SOH vs DC20+CR): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (17) + 14 = 31 Additional Damage + Flatfooted: 1d8 ⇒ 2
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Boots & Chase: When Ramone looks like he's expecting more, Boots takes a deep breath away from him and holds it in while she leans in and pecks a kiss on his cheek. You never know when you might need another free lunch, eh? "I'll look ya up next time I'm in port. Thanks, hon!"
--- Talah checks to make sure her pistol is loaded and ready, sliding it into her hand. "I'ma gonna go first and hava looksy." she says, quietly slipping Stealth: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (18) + 13 = 31 Can we take what we need with them occupied or are they in/near what we need and we need to ... make them less interested in it?
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Boots and Chase: Boots smiles and says "Oh, I love Shirren! It's just that-" her smile falters and turns into a frown "I'm outta creds. If ya willin' to spot me, I'd be gladta join ya though." She looks at him hoepfully before turning back to Chase and leaning in with a whisper, "Catch ya there shortly. Stay outta trouble 'til I get there, right?" With a wink to the mechanic, she turns to head off for some free food. --- After swindling the poor mechanic out of a couple kebabs and alcoholic nectars, a tipsy Boots makes her way to the Heap to join Chase.
Female Human Pilot 3 | SP: 21/21 HP: 22 RP: 5 | EAC: 16 KAC: 17 | F: +2, R: +8, W:+4 | Darkvision: 60 | Perception: +10 | Speed: 40' | Evasion | Init: +7
Meanwhile, Boots continues a heated negotiation down below. "Fine, fine. I'll take yer substitutiums, but yer costin' me some work to get 'em converted. I hava few plats, but I'ma dearly attached so you gonna needta sweeten that pot, honey. As two strangers emerge from the place that her crew went into, she assumes things are wrapped up and thus wraps this up. "Look. Here's my tag, shoot me ova a message later, right?" and dashes up to join her crew. She leans in and asks Penny "We all set here?"
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