(The Ballad Of Stoneridge)Gilead, overlooking Stoneridge: Rugal/Deadshot
As the groups were being arranged, Rugal heard Slindis's suggestion and replied "Alright, just I know I'm the last person who should be saying this but try not to draw their fire too much. Bullets are painful but predictable, Magic on the other hand..."
Once he was done being a raging hypocrite, the cries of French Damnation and gunfire caused him to sigh.
"Oh for the love of-Wasn't UNIT supposed to collect this madman!? Grrrr, Alright, To Battle! Take out the Siege Mages!" He ordered as he leap out from cover, bringing out a "Dark Barrier!" over his arm as he did, planning on getting in close before he gave them hell.
Deadshot meanwhile, unaware he had ruined everyone's plans, was doing a fine job of playing the target while he exchanged fire with all the snipers, taking cover in the safety of the extremely exposed flat desert by the scrubs and bushes.
As for the Merchant, his head poked up once the shooting started before reaching into his jacket and pulling out a pair of Strangely Modern Pistols and saying "On the house Stranger. Just point them away from me customers while yer shootin'".
He then lobbed them into Boss's hands before walking off behind another rock, seeming to then disappear into a blue light once he was out of Boss's sight.
(The Ballad Of Stoneridge)Gilead, overlooking Stoneridge:
Chris smiled at Slindis. "Thank you, miss Slindis..." Her cheeks darkened again. "And I... just find it easier to be polite around... everyone, really." She looked at Garm, and Devon. "It's... nice to meet both of you, mister Garm, miss Devon... I wish it were under... less stressful circumstances, though." She shook her head, still trying to get used to how fast everything had changed.
The drow raised a hand to her face for a moment as she heard the loose cannon going off. She muttered softly, so low that only the people immediately near her could hear what she was saying. "Mal'ailen... neitar yur'i, ol kluthak." [sub](Idiocy... never changes, it seems.)[/sub] She shook her head, looking back towards the people who'd be working with her. "It looks like... our hand is forced." She turned and disappeared into the scrubland, her grey clothes quickly became hard to spot as she slipped from shrub to shrub, circling away from the noise Deadshot created so as better to take advantage of the distraction. She focused on the church; any hostages there would be able to say if any of their number were missing.
It was a shame she wasn't used to working with others; she might have discussed her plans with them en route rather than heading off without another word, focused so strongly on remaining unseen and unheard. Her fingers dipped into her pouch, checking both her poison vials and the needles she'd use to deliver the knockout drug. She'd need at least one needle ready in case she happened on any guard on her way to the church.
(The Long Game)Blackwater City Express: West/Jenny
"...Whoa...d-dude...I...I had no idea...I'm sorry..."
West was more then a little shaken by David's outburst as he backed away from the student, seems like every time he opened his mouth, he ended up offending someone.
The train finally stopped as the conductor made the final call, end of the line.
While David's outburst deflated him a little, West was still rather keen on coming back here.
"Okay...ummm...Well Angelus, the files didn't have an address or anything on them so I guess we just look around for the guy who looks like a robbing asswipe..."
Jenny meanwhile laid a hand on David's shoulder and said "Listen if there is anything I can do to make your stay more bareable, only ask.", understanding that he was going though a lot at the moment and it helped take her mind off the fact she was going to be in a such a massive place where everyone most likely had guns.
Getting back to Mel as she held her hand getting off the train "Well, I wouldn't be sure where to look, but I'd imagine if it's a big place, they'll have a sign up somewhere advertising. Apart from that though, I guess we could ask for directions?."
Maka had woken up about 2 cars ahead in the train from the rest of the dawn stationed on the train to blackwater. It took her a minute or two to fully come to from being teleported in. I mean, for one, she wasn't used to teleporting across dimensions. On top of that, it occured like... four times thus far? Coming to her senses brought a decently agitating headache. It wasn't long before her headache faded and whatever "crazy train" she was on rolled to a stop to let off it's passengers. Stepping out into the station, she noticed the rather advanced, and somewhat ornate city sprawled out beyond the station. It would have been a breath of fresh air, certainly, if she didn't also notice the (slightly) familiar faces from the Rising Dawn's canteen. She also noticed the (less slightly) familiar face of David Ashworth. She walked (or rather, stomped) over to the group and trying her best not to cause too large a scene, spoke.
"Okay, here's my thoughts on the whole situation of having been teleported to four different dimensions in the last hour and a half. I, was not made for this. Maybe none of you were either, but either way, I would really like someone to explain to me who's throwing me into this MINDF**K, and how I get out of it!" She took a deep breath to let herself calm down.
"In absence of that... you seem to take this pretty well, which tells me it happens a lot to you. Hopping from world to world that is. So, whether we can work together for the time being, or I have to stowaway for months on that flying canoe you call home, I'm sticking with you lot until the roulette of random places puts me at my front door. I hope you don't mind. Tough sh*t if you do, because I'm not getting stuck somewhere, until the place I can't leave is the place I don't want to leave. Thank you, now... don't talk to me right now... I need to let it sink in that... well, 4 dimensions... before the span of two hours..."
(The Ballad Of Stoneridge)Gilead, overlooking Stoneridge: Boss/Edge
As the lovecraftian merchant disappeared, Boss picked up the two guns he'd left behind. That's strange. Boss thought. He must have meant these for Edge.
So Boss teleported to where Edge was getting ready to bolt over to the second tower. "Hey, Edge. Creepy eldrich-looking guy told me to give these to you. Don't shoot at his customers."
Edge took the guns from Boss and looked them over. "Glock 17. Forth gen. With completely unnecessary laser sights." Edge pulled the sights off of the guns. "Great guns, though. Almost perfect." Tucking one of the guns into his belt, he said, "Alright, now that our cover's blown, our first priority is making sure the civies are safe. Can you teleport in there and take care of that?"
Boss pointed to Deadshot. "What about him?"
Edge looked at Deadshot for a moment, then back at Boss. "What about him? First priority is rescuing the hostages, preferably unharmed. Second priority is disabling the insurgents, preferably non-lethally. Third priority is securing the area." Edge pointed at Deadshot. "Not only is he not on my list of priorities, but I'm pretty sure he can take care of himself."
Boss shrugged. "Alrighty. Rescue the hostages then?"
"Discreetly, if you can." Edge said. "And wait for the others before you do anything drastic. Try to blend in."
Boss nodded, and was gone. Edge cocked one of his new guns and sprinted over to the fallen sniper tower, hoping he wasn't seen.
, Wanderer, Chris, Deadshot, Rugal, Boss, Edge, Vash, James, Teri, Caim, Garm, Slindis, Ella, Fionn, and others that I did not count.
Location: (The Ballad Of StoneRidge)Gilead, overlooking Stonebridge:
When Deadshot took off in a state of rage, the Wanderer was already nowhere to be seen. The device he showed everyone was strapped on, and he was sneaking away towards the town. No one could see it, but it looked like small patches of sand was hit by something. The invisible man was already leaping in a state of hurry. "[sub]This thing doesn't last too long ... I should fix that one day.[/sub]" He whispered to himself, feeling the light taps again his shoes and the wind flowing through his hat.
The worst part is that he did not even hear the Gun Mage's orders, he just giggled at the thought, remember hearing stories about the man from the Spartan. ("He may not seem bad ... but we should be careful. Slitting his throat would be easier ... but I know you ...") The Darker Personality spoke mentally, the thought ringing out like truth to the survivor. Almost groaning, the smile returned as he placed the gun back and reached for a better weapon for the situation.
Flicking the knife out made no noise as the hidden man approached the town, even the knife was concealed from the snipers. ("No time to confess our sins, we can do that after we've spilled blood.") Dark Wanderer mentally said and pointed him in the direction of the church. Giving a nod, the snipers were a first target. The one at the top of the Church, where the bell dwells, just like all the cowboy settings. It makes sense, tall tower to snipe someone, a good but cliché location.
Yet the Wanderer managed to slowly climb up the church while that stupid assassin Deadshot acted as bait. Placing his hand on the railing of the bell room. Throwing himself in the room, the sniper was lining up a nice target, wiggling his rear in excitement. Sneaking slowly, the dominating figure of Wanderer rose up behind the sniper, instinctively looking backwards, the man was introduced by a smack to the face and a small cut from the razor. "Too late, too bad."
Another strike upon the man's face, this time deeper, enough to make blood pour or whatever came out from the eyeball. With the iris and more cut deeply in half, the man gagged and was about scream in place but only for the gloved hand of the Wanderer to cover his mouth, just like what a good assassin does. Dragging the man down to the bell room flow, he held him in place until the razor was directly on his throat, and the rest was history. Blood flowed on the church bell's floor.
"God forgive me." he muttered before taking a look at the unfolding battle from a crouched position. The blood of his fallen enemy started rolling under his boots and drenching the bottom of his duster jacket.
Storm and
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Alpha.
Listening to the instructions closely, the Spartan only mumbled and swore mentally. This situation has only gotten worse, and he regrets ever going on this mission. Especially if it involved the Gun Mage. Hearing the full blow out of Deadshot, the Spartan switched to his two side-arm pistols. Ready to take shot at anyone from a distance, this was especially the pistol to do so, with the firepower of a Desert Eagle and the accuracy of a rifle, this was the pistol to have.
"Emo ... at least I'm happier than you right now!" He said to the Gun Mage before taking shots at anyone that looked dangerous, apart from Deadshot.
(The Ballad Of Stoneridge)Gilead, overlooking Stoneridge
As the skirmish began a sudden bolt of lightning from seemingly nowhere (There were certainly no storm clouds around) the bolt struck one of the Mooks, causing him to keel over.
A few looked up in surprise
"wait a moment I got a solution" one of the declared standing directly ton top od his fallen comrade
"Lightning never ever strikes the same place twice."
That's when not just one but two bolts struck down again the man was covered in black ash, shocked, literally.
"Never in the same place twice huh?"
He coughed up black smoke
"Bite me"
a fair few were now looking up at the sky wondering where those three bolts came form but no one saw anything beside maybe a Vulture, however on the hero's side some with an eye for the turth swore they saw a young boy with black angelic wings, and he seemed to be winking.
Vash gave a slight incline of his head as acknowledgement, his kinship of Fionn was strange, but for now he disregarded their likeness'. He shifted his weight forward and fell off the cliff, slamming his foot down into the rocky ground and sending up a cloud of dust and gravel as he slid downward toward the town. He pulled his colt out and fired three rounds toward the siege brigade and then shifted his weight forward again, breaking into a full run.
Those three rounds arced toward the attackers, whistling through the air and coming to a stop with a crackling clang and spark, sending three of the firearms of the would-be murderers high into the air.
Vash was sprinting ahead when his feet hit ground zero, dashing through the siege lines like a red storm, gun expunging its divine providence. His speed was so incredibly fast, his form so disorienting, it was like being run down in a scarlet stampede. By the time he stopped, and the dust blew around him, he stood behind the dusty walls of the town, six of the attackers lay on the ground, stunned, their weapons damaged beyond repair. Slowly Vash turned around and reloaded his hand cannon.
He watched as the rest of the team did their work... some of them reveling in lethality, and he grimaced. Vash raised his gun and took aim at Deadshot before a soft chip in his ear dropped his arm. They will be healed soon. Focus on saving what lives you can... innocent lives. Blackharte was playing a mediator, perched atop Vash's shoulder. The Humanoid Typhoon turned around away from the fight and started a slow pacing walk, eye keen to spot any hostages.
Clothing: A light brown and cream school uniform with a cream and red tie. She has a diamond ring on her right ring finger and usually carries around a necklace with a red crystal hanging off of it. Also carries around a satchel with a number of items in it.
Appearance: Stands at five foot four with a slender frame. She has pale skin and dark blue/grey blue hair.
Powers: Has the ability to channel past spirits through her body and gains their abilities/memories. However, she needs a crystal that houses their spirit in order to do so. Can also sense magic and energies.
Also has magical capability to create new crystals.
Weapons: Katana and a Wakizashi
Abilities: Super human perception and reflexes
Brief bio:
Born in the Edo era of japan, she was destined to become a prophet. Her entire family being a line of mediums. However, she was the only one that managed to escape the line of killing and slaughtering that emerged with the appearance of the ?snake princess? and people from another world. She disguised herself as a male and grew up being trained as a samurai. She hoped for the day to have vengeance against the other worlders. She eventually bore a child, a medium like her and began a family line that was dedicated to finding these people.
Weapons:She has none on herself.
Weakness: without channeling someone, she has no clue on how to fight, only make educated guesses about things.
She?s only a human and heavily relies on the crystals to keep her alive in a fight
depending on the crystal, it might try to overpower her and steal her body.
Backstory: Born in tokyo, she was just another in this line of revenge. The girl herself believed none of the stories that had supposedly happen to her ancestors. She called it all bullshit, dismissing it. The entire family still bound themselves by honor and carried with them the magic jewels and art of channeling them. Growing up, she was a decent kid, she wore her ancestor?s pendant and made friends. However, on her 18th?s birthday, she began shifting in and out of her dimension she was living in. Not knowing what was happening, she freaked out and wound up jumping dimensions for a day. she?d spend five minutes in each one and eventually wound up with the AA cast.
The Girl woke up in the middle of the road. She looked around herself and at her body, checking her arms and checking that everything made sense. She had her satchel, her pendant, her body seemed alright. Shinia got up and dusted off her school girl outfit. She stuck out like a sore thumb in the town and began shrinking back. What she could recognize around herself was a train and a station, having seen them in a few anime.
The Girl knew english and heard it around her, but was too frightened from the events of her day to even consider trying to talk to someone. She saw a rather odd group gathering on the station's platform and decided to see if they could help her. They reeked of magic, but that was less of a concern. they seemed a bit like herself, out of place.
The schoolgirl slowly and nervously walked up to them, carefully clutching the pendant around her neck, now wanting to believe that it did actually do something and contained a warrior spirit instead of being a mana charged piece of junk. Shinia walks up slowly and gave a small bow, beginning to speak in Japanese in a frantic and freaked out tone.
"Um... Hello? i'm sorry, but you seem kinda like me... i have been lost in all these different places and i'm scared... can you please help me?"
(The Ballad Of Stoneridge)Gilead, overlooking Stoneridge: Caim/Teri/Garm
Garm's ears flattened at the sudden influx of noise, the sound of bullets and shouting filling the air as everyone began to book it in every direction. However, the wolf remembered his mission, and his sharp nose pointed him just barely in the same direction as Chris. Looking to the rest of the stealth team, Garm barked a quick little comment, [color=356D60]"Better hurry up, before she gets much further ahead"[/color] before ghosting after the drow. As he followed her path to the best of his ability, Garm could only hope his dark colored fur would help him hide better in this hot place.
Caim grimaced as their nice plan sorely fell through the cracks; no doubt being on account of Deadshot's shenanigans. None the less, with people on the ground-bound outskirts, Caim knew his area of expertise. Giving a nod to Ella and the stealth team, the Warrior drew into the weapon wheel and his familial blade disappeared, a Serrated Blade [http://lparchive.org/Drakengard/Update%2012/29-swordsmasher1.jpg] appearing in his hands again. Now, to take on the forces below.
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"I'm going to go for a charge and then a jump attack, Ella. Whether you follow on ground or air, matters not. Just be sure to keep up."
And with that, the warrior did what he did best, charged on ahead into the battle below.
[color=0E59E4]"You damn right, Sadei. That fucker's lucky that T was nice enough to only let him off with a warning. Lemme tell you, She and I feel the same thing about stuff. We were ready to rip his fucking hand off. Now, I love talking with you, Munchkin, but we gotta go kick some ass."
"Alright. Mum, give me one second, I'm going to call on some help-"[/color]
Teri started to mentally look over her spells when the attack began to go down, and decided that some extra assistance on the battle field would be a wise move. As she held her cross necklace to her arm and began to pray to her God, the Cleric decided that the Lantern Archon of her choices would be best suited. After all, with Angelus elsewhere, another flyer could help out the likes of Icarus or Ella. And so she prayed-
Meanwhile in HeavenHuman-Angel Resources Department
Two Angels, whose names are as important as their rank (which is to say, a lack of one), stood by a water cooler with a file on a Lantern Archon that had been causing some trouble for the heavenly host,
"So, apparently Reginald has been making messes again."
"Really? What is it this time? Disobeying orders whilst on a stealth mission? Frying the Hellish Envoy?"
"Worse. He's been floating around the office and telling everyone what to do and being a general nuisance!"
"oh... Oh that is bad. So the sidelines on the Hellish Front won't take him anymore?"
"Nope. Too many insubordination charges under claim of 'Doing God's work'."
"Hmn..."
As the two Angels pondered over this, a piece of paper began to print from the printer labeled "Pending Requests - Level 5 and Under", calling the attention of the slacking off workers. As one of them took a look at the request, he only smiled and waved his co-worker over, "I think I found the place for Good ol' Reggie..."
-until her prayer was answered, calling forth a glowing orb of light [http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs33/f/2008/310/d/c/Glowing_Yellow_Ball_by_QueenKhaos.jpg] the size of her head. After the ball of light appeared, it loudly began to speak, [color=C0C000]"GREETINGS MORTALS! I AM REGINALD, WARRIOR OF THE LORD GOD-"[/color]
[color=0E59E4]"STOP."[/color] Teri put a hand where she best approximated the Archon's mouth was and gave a pointed glare, [color=0E59E4]"You're here for a limited time. Make the most of it and go help my allies. You're not allowed to kill or maim. Get going."[/color]
The ball of light looked surprised by the sass his summoner gave him, but simply answered with a demure, [color=C0C000][sub]"DIRECT MY ASSAULT, AND I SHALL GO."[/sub][/color]
The Cleric pointed towards Icarus, [color=0E59e4]"Help him take out the archers and gunners. If he asks, give him your name and tell him you're under me."[/color]
[color=C0C000][sub]"UNDERSTOOD."[/sub][/color] and the ball of light disappeared, reappearing next to Icarus in the sky,
[color=C0C000]"GREETINGS. I AM REGINALD, LANTERN ARCHON. MY SUMMONER DIRECTED ME TO AIDING YOU DEFEAT ANY ARCHERS. PLEASE POINT TOWARDS ONE, AND I SHALL ASSIST."[/color]
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Teri casts Summon Monster 4, calling forth Reginald, the Lantern Archon. [http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/archon.htm] Reggie will hang around for 1 round/caster level (48 seconds), or until he is killed/defeated. 12 Seconds until the next 4th level spell.
(The Long Game)Blackwater City Express: David West, Jenny, David A, Maka Albarn, Melethia, Angelus, Shinia Hatashi
Angelus sighed as the younger (at least, young to a millenniums old dragon) members of her party squabbled and griped with one another and David (A) finally let out a big burst towards his frustrations, Angelus stepped in and gently spoke, "Alright, you're upset because of some unwilling world travels. You wouldn't be the first and you won't be the last. Now, let's try to work through our current objective, and perhaps we can find you two (Maka and David A.) a way home, alright? Now, where to- oh hell."
Of course, that would have worked out a bit better if a Japanese school-girl didn't suddenly show up in front of her and her compatriots. Pinching her nose, she gave an exasperated sigh and addressed the school girl, "Not to be rude, little one, but I don't think we're the ones you're looking for."
((Also, it's been a while for you, just so it's clear, Angelus is in her human form at the moment.))
(The Long Game)Blackwater City Express: (David) West, Jenny, David A, Maka Albarn, Melethia, Angelus, Shinia Hatashi
The sudden appearance of both Maka and Shinia was confusing as all hell for West.
"...Wait..Were you guys on the train or..." He asked as he made his way up to them.
"Okay, you (Maka) I remember seeing on the ship, sorry if I didn't get a chance to introduce myself. West, David West." He said before offering out a hand to her to shake.
He was about to repeat the act with Shinia, only to discover that she seemed to speak only in Japanese.
"...Anyone speak Japanese?....Anyone?..." He then asked the group, cursing the fact that his extent of other languages consisted only of European ones and even then, it was limited to insults and chants at football games.
Jenny meanwhile was keen to assist the most likely rather confused minds of Maka and Shinia, seeing how they both seemed to be suffering from the same status David A. was going though. "Ohhh, I'm sorry to hear that Maka. Don't worry, just stay with us and I'll make sure you don't get in harms way, okay?" She first said to Maka before turning to Shinia. "...I'm sorry, but I don't seem to understand what you are saying. Can you speak english? Ennnggg-liissshh?..." a strange white and green creature asked the high school student.
(The Ballad Of Stoneridge)Gilead, overlooking Stoneridge: Caim/Teri/Garm
[color=C0C000]"GREETINGS. I AM REGINALD, LANTERN ARCHON. MY SUMMONER DIRECTED ME TO AIDING YOU DEFEAT ANY ARCHERS. PLEASE POINT TOWARDS ONE, AND I SHALL ASSIST."[/color] The glowing golden ball bellowed almost directly into Icarus's sensitive wears
"I'm right here shouting is excessive at best" he hissed at Reginald he looked down the archers were aiming at Reginald now
"I'm gonna cluster them together when you hit the ground raise hell,"
Icarus then started sending bolts at the ground driving the grounded archers into a smaller area Icarus smirked, a little shock and terror tactic he learned from a horror in the void. He then spiked Reginald down like a volleyball so The Archon plummeted to the ground fast
Icarus extended his arms.
"Then I heard a loud voice in heaven say: "Now have come the salvation and the power and the kingdom of our God, and the authority of his Messiah. For the accuser of our brothers and sisters, who accuses them before our God day and night, has been hurled down."
He quoted he may have been missing the context but somehow that still felt a little fitting.
(The Long Game)Blackwater City Express: (David) West, Jenny, David A, Maka Albarn, Melethia, Angelus, Shinia Hatashi
The schoolgirl slowly calmed down and nodded to them. she sat back and had to take a minute to regain herself. "Sorry... i've been lost, i was shifted through all these weird places until it popped me out at you... it seemed to be searching for people as i appeared on the moon... in some sort of airship, some giant crater with all these weird robot corpses around with "AIM" on the side... a place called Aperture Science..." she said, trying to calm down still. "I'm Shinia..." she said to them, looking up.
That's when she noticed one of her favorite anime Characters and a pokemon standing infront of her. She shook it off as this was weird to begin with. "I don't know, but my family is a line reaching from ancient japan in a search for people who slaughtered and disrupted our line. Most of you seem to be magical and i hoped that you might be able to help me. Does the term 'Snake Princess' ring a bell?" she asked, taking a deep breath.
I was using the minor spellcasters to let Slin's Spell Resistance kick in - the major casters can punch through thanks to their extensive training, but she is fairly strong against incoming magic.
(The Ballad Of Stoneridge)Gilead, overlooking Stoneridge
Slindis gave Chris a good salute before she ran off, punctuating it with saying [color=c200]"Sounds good, Chris! Just keep it up and I'm sure you'll find a home here."[/color]
Rugal's concerns for Slindis regarding the spells seemed to have merit when she was blasted by some spells from the lesser mages, but the dust cleared with the spells having not much of an effect at all due to Slindis's high Spell Resistance. [color=c200]"Rugal, it's going to take more than these spells to punch through."[/color] Her comment was punctuated by heading to the enemy nearest Teri and backhanding him before a strong jab to the gut t knock him out, providing her Daughter with some protection.
[hr]
Ella sighed as she waved back to Teri before shifting into a stance she'd been working on with Caim, Proudly declaring "Come at me, you weak-willed excuses for men!" as she went in right behind Caim. Even though she stayed on the ground, her agility in dodging the attacks set a small seed of doubt in the lesser fighters.
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Ella is in the Pearl of Black Doubt Diamond Mind Stance! The more Ella is missed in melee, the harder she becomes to hit.
She even seized the opportunity granted by the attacks to lunge out and grab one of the men by the leg nefore throwing the man through a dense Crowd, impacting the people in it before he smashed against the wall of the fort with a crunching thud.
Code:
Ella is also using the Ballista Throw Maneuver! As part of this maneuver, you must succeed on a melee touch attack against your foe. You can then make a trip attempt against your enemy. You gain a +4 bonus on the ability check.
If you succeed in tripping your foe, you throw him in a 60-foot line. The target and all creatures in this area take damage. The thrown creature lands prone at the end of this line.
7 Maneuvers [http://www.escapistmagazine.com/forums/read/540.101127-The-Escapist-Avatar-Adventure-An-Open-RP-Now-Re-Opened?page=782#20444793] (Number 14, Number 12, Number 7, Number 13, Number 19, Number 8 and Number 4) before she needs to recharge for a post.
[hr]
Devon was taking Fionn's advice as she infiltrated the city with Chris as she heard the muttered response in Drow, thinking to herself that it was good that she had casted her spell earlier. [color=00c863]"Ol zhah natha ssrigg'tul ulu thalra dos 'zil al, Chris. Ol zhah seke Mal'ailen neitar yur'i, jhal ol fridj morfethe ol udossta emp'poss ulu harventh areion lu'inbau l'lodias doeb d'ghil." [small](It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Chris. It is true idiocy never changes, but it just makes it our job to cut through and get the people out of here.[/small][/color]
After Chris ran off, Devon seemed stressed out as she curtly replied to Garm. [color=00c863]"Damnit! I hear you, Garm, and I'll be right behind you!"[/color] Although she wasn't quite as suited to the stealth, she flipped a coin and pocketed it, hoping for some luck as she followed alongside Garm.
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Devon casts Improvisation! She gains access to a floating "pool" of luck, which manifests as bonus points you can use as desired to improve your odds of success at various tasks. This bonus pool consists of 2 points per caster level for a total of 24 points, which you can spend as you like to improve attack rolls, skill checks, and ability checks, although no single check can receive a bonus greater than 6.
24 seconds until her next level 1 spell.
(The Long Game)Blackwater City Express
While the others went and vented their (Rather reasonable) frustrations, Mel [http://i.imgur.com/4h1QBiS.jpg] decided to be helpful in her own way "That's a good point, Miss Jenny! We should stick together an' talk with others to help this go smoother... Bookworm (David A.), I'm sorry ya landed here but I'm here with the rest'a us to help you out. Same with you, Miss Sandy: We'll stick by ya, an' we'll make sure ya got someone on ya back."
This was punctuated by the way she greeted the girl with the nice looking uniform. "I can't say the name rings a bell, Ruby (Shinia), but we can back ya up nonetheless. Just stick with us, okay?" She offered her hand in a firm handshake to the dazed girl, proving to be a decent bit shorter than her at 4'8.
(The Ballad Of Stoneridge)Gilead, overlooking Stoneridge:
"We have a flyer here!" The Archers began to draw Dynamite Arrows to counter Icarus's lightning, they guessed soemthing was up there, whatever it was, it was intelligent enough to plan its attacks. "Right, where is it!?"
[color=C0C000]"GREETINGS. I AM REGINALD, LANTERN ARCHON. MY SUMMONER DIRECTED ME TO -[/color]
"He's straight up!, flush him out!!"
In response to the lighting, six arrows with dynamite strapped flew straight up, most to be intercepted by Archon. However one flew behind Icarus and exploded behind him, the man responsible taking just a second to brag before Archon knocked him out cold. Then the smoke cleared, they lost him again.
"Then I heard a loud voice in heaven say: "Now have come the salvation and the power and the kingdom of our Go-
"There it is! FIRE!" Another wave of arrows flew up, this time they would be easy to dodge. However, the Siege Mages now made their play. A barrage of two foot long icicles, starting their journey towards the Angel as bullets, flew towards the target. Now began the mage's response.
As Caim and Ella made their was through the gunline, they could see the Mages in the distance, seemingly unaffected by the oncoming crate of FUCK YOU addressed to them. Then came their response. They could hear a whistling noise gorwing louder and louder until an explosion landed, scattering the group though only injuring Teri. It was a howitzer shell, followed by it's true payload, a bolt of lightning struck the ground and split, striking Caim, Ella, Slindis and Rugal. And the bandits they were occupied with....
"Yeah, I'm not grinning madly during a firefight and hostage situation. Almost as if I'm a professional and not a sociopath!" Fionn figured there would be enough people making precision shots, so he went for suppression fire, herding the reinforcements from the town and forcing them to approach Vash and Edge.
Edge meanwhile was now forced to cover by the sniper of the tower he just collapsed, having taken the time it would take for the tower to actually collapse to jump off and pull out a revolver. His leg was broken, but he was alive at least. he was then backed up by a returning patrol, now taking aim... only to be forced to cover by a set of fireballs exploding right behind them. Fionn appeared behind him, "Nice knifework, those custom made?" he then fired another flame shot, this time blasting apart the new improvised cover of the collapsed tower the sniper and his backup were using, leaving them open for Edge. "Remember, just wound or disarm them."
It was at this point that Boss appeared in the tower with The Wanderer just as he was "finishing".
With all of this going on, Devon, Chris and Garm had no problem sneaking past, they spotted the church, still with patrolling sentries. They were still watching the area, ignorant of The Wanderer thanks to Deadshot and Icarus. "You think we should have had some with bill up in the tower?" "Nah, he's fine." They must have been guarding something in the church. The townsfolk perhaps?
Then Vash came into their view, and that of the sentries. They raised their guns at the man walking at a quiet stroll amidst the battlefield. "Um.... Hands up? Is he drunk?"
(The Ballad Of Stoneridge)Gilead, overlooking Stoneridge:
Icarus's eyes widened when the barrage of missiles flew at him he dropped down a few feet so the arrows flew past him meeting above him the icicles however had more luck spun to avoid two a third stuck but didn't break through his chain-mail, he managed to kick a fourth but in doing do the last icicle pierced his leg He bit down hard to not scream he needed a diversion luckily the Archon was providing chaos the ice cold injury made it too hard to focus an illusion, however that's when the dynamite exploded the shock wave hit Icarus like a brick wall. The shock-wave hurdled him a fair distance away he opened his wings to glide downward, holding himself close to try and recover quickly. he landed on a roof silently. he groaned luckily the very distracting explosion kept him hidden all he needed to do was not make too much noise.
(The Long Game)Blackwater City Express: (David) West, Jenny, David A, Maka Albarn, Melethia, Angelus, Shinia Hatashi
Shinia's appearance on the platform wasn't noticed by anyone getting off the train, except for one of the guards, who didn't even react. Fucking noble brats and their teleport scrolls...
From the platfrom, the gang could see the entrance to the city. However, this was a city-state, and as such there was a ticket check at the end of the platform with more securityn than they expected. Of course, it was only two guards in armor, one with what looked like a rifle just behind him resting on a wall. There was a third person, one of the Station staff checking tickets. From here he looked friendly enough.
From there on, the exit opebed onto the main street for the area, one of the old business districts made when the Castle was first constructed.
(The Long Game)Blackwater City: Business District : (David) West, Jenny, David A, Maka Albarn, Melethia, Angelus, Shinia Hatashi
With the gang finally out of the station, West was rather eager when he stepped out into the open.
"Ahhh yeah...I'm more of a city slicker, but I would live here. I would live here well." He chuckled as he took another look at the file.
"Alright, Dean Solitaire. Okay, guys, listen up, we're looking for a man by that name and...Well, I don't really have any other details so...Yeah. Best thing to do is to split up and check this place top to bottom. As for you young ones (David A., Shinia, Shinia), you can tag along, but stick close if the shit hits the fan, I'm going to need to ask you to duck and cover and leave the fighting to us. I'm not sure how much combat you've seen, but I don't want you getting hurt if you don't have to." He explained to the teenagers (Though strangely not the 13 year old elf, odd).
Granted, most of these newcomers most likely could kill him on the spot, but he didn't want to end up with the one non-magical
"Aside from that, just get to work, pick a spot and start asking around I guess. We don't seem to have anything else to work with." He then said as he began to walk onward, hoping to find the local watering hole, this heat was making him thirsty. Still have no idea what the hell this place has to do with that alien fleet. Wonder why the Angels sent us here..."
Jenny meanwhile kept close to the newcomers and David Ashworth, going her best to ease them into the madness of the Rising Dawn. "Alright, erm, Well...Were does everyone want to go!?" she laughed nervously, even with her new PhD from Philiemon, it didn't really help her out too much in this situation.
After all, you're talking to people who have been plucked from their homes and daily lives and thrown into what basically was a superhero group.
No amount of Med School could prepare you for that.
(The Long Game)Blackwater City: Business District : (David) West, Jenny, David A, Maka Albarn, Melethia, Angelus, Shinia Hatashi
David scowled at the man wandering away one more time and muttered a few obscenities under his breath, before looking around at the business district. He supposed it looked welcoming enough, but the student was getting that increasingly annoying feeling of déjà vu, as if he had been here or at the very least seen this place once before.
"Alright, erm, Well... Where does everyone want to go!?"
At her query, David sighed and took a moment to think. It would be better for him to quit his moping and be useful. That, and Melethia calling him out earlier provided him some motivation to do so. [color=9BBED5]"...Well, given that we know next to nothing about this, Dean Solitaire, I suppose that anywhere is free game. We could just start off by going into any of the businesses around here to ask if the name is familiar at all."[/color]
(The Ballad Of Stoneridge)Stoneridge, Inside The Church: Boss
Boss didn't notice The Wanderer as he entered the church; he only noticed the man lying in a pool of his own blood. Boss stood there for a moment, unable to decide what to do, before doing the only thing he really could do; taking the grevously wounded man to Edge so he could maybe be treated.
The Wanderer maintained vigil the entire time, not noticing his fresh kill or Boss leaving.
(The Ballad Of Stoneridge)Stoneridge, Outskirts: Boss, Edge
Edge didn't like Finnon's attitude, but he decided to go along with it anyway. Boss was the same way; never kill anyone if they couldn't help it. "Thanks. I make them myself, most of the time." Edge said, listening to the sound of guns firing. "Sounds like eight men; nine if you count the sniper. Most of them with revolvers. Couple with rifles." A loud POW went off in their vicinity. "And one of them just picked up the sniper rifle. Stay here, I think I can ta-"
Just then, Boss teleported in, wounded gunman in tow. "He's hurt!" Boss said. "The ground under him was covered in blood! You have to help him!"
Edge sighed, and tucked his gun into his belt. "Fine. You take care of the gunmen, I'll..." Edge looked at the man; his throat had been slit, and he had lost a great deal of blood. Edge wasn't precisely sure he had the power to do anything, but he would try. "I'll do what I can for him."
Boss nodded, and teleported beside the gunmen, blasting them with enough sand to knock them all over as he did. "ALL OF YOU ARE GOING TO STOP!" he shouted as the dust settled, and waited for their move.
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