Rufus growls as he lands, charging lightning into his fist and thrusting across the hallway towards the last SU16 with an open-handed palm-strike. "Did I hear something in there about 'Africa control'? Are they transmitting out-of-country? Wait...no...he's reporting on our powers! I'm not African! I'm American!"
He grins as he delivers the strike.
Electrical Control: Strike (Target: SU16):
TOUGHNESS DC: 25
"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.
Buckshot nods and follows Collider's lead, letting loose another blast in junction with Arc's strike and Collider's blast.
Desperately the remaining SU16 soldier struggles to get free.
CMB vs. Durus CMD 36
Collider and Buckshots attacks weaken the protective barrier an instant before Arc
SU16 Toughness vs Triple Strike DC 29
Durus tightens his grip.
Durus CMB vs. SU16-3 CMD 30
He lifts a foot and kicks hard into the armored chest.
SU16 Toughness vs All Out Attack DC 30
Amazingly, no damage is done.
Finding himself bruised, surrounded, and certainly immobile the soldier speaks up, "I surrender?"
Arc looks between his friends, then grins and squats down on his haunches before the soldier. He places a hand on his shoulder in a pal-sy manner, long-earned from years as a medical professional. "Surrender accepted, son," his voice is jovial, even friendly. "We're not in the way of killing if we don't have to. Now, why don't you leave all of your communications equipment on the floor there, and my esteemed associate..."
Rufus jerks his thumb towards Collider.
"...will take you to someplace where you can have your wounds healed, and where you can stay out of our hair?"
DIPLOMACY CHECK:
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."
"I will be fired or worse, but that is better then dead," he says removing his gloves, boots, and helmet. He casts a worried glance to the elevator. The young man in the blue camo turns towards Collider, "Do you have a car...?"
"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."
He looks a bit worried, "Could you really teleport that far?"
"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."
"Coll..." Rufus pinches the bridge of his nose as if he has a headache. "Just 'port the man."
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."
"I think I can help there." He says to collider
"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:
The elevator shaft appears to descend 200 feet. However you can only count five sets of lights that would indicate floors. The closest one is right below your feet. The next is 150 feet down with the others below it.
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:
Stealth:
Rufus crouches next to the elevator doors, keeping one hand sparking with ball lightning, just in case.
From within the bottom set of doors Collider is unable to hear any sounds. The floor above however has the echoes of footsteps.
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."
Rufus adjusts his glasses, pondering. "I have to say, tradition would dictate that their valuables would be kept underground, but you never know. Mayhap we should go upstairs first and neutralize the opposition?"
"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.