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Elijah shoots his pistol to one goon that accompanies the guy on his photo. He shouts to the guy : "Surrender now! You're surrounded and outnumbered." But he is baffled when he sees that the guy he shot didn't roll over or heavily wounded like he thought.
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"You two sit tight for just one more minute..." Calliope glances over her shoulder to the women in the van before she darts around the far side, avoiding burgeoning fight to intercept the one heading for the front of the van. He's probably going for a gun. As he reaches into the van, Calliope tosses her knife, embedding it in the padded seat, 2 successses in the roller threadprobably closer to his ear than he'd prefer.
"You are about to make a bad life choice, and I urge you to reconsider." Another knife appears between her fingers, the cocky grin covering her face again - you'd need to know her well to guess it was forced. Last edited by Ratpigeon; Feb 22nd, 2017 at 02:08 AM. |
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Kieron flicked his cigarette to the side as the ghoul charged towards him. It was just in time to deflect the blow. He snarled at the ghoul, for a moment letting the beast take over his mind. Only one of the new people's voice brought him out of it. Yes keep one alive. I know them but not their sire. A cruel grin came onto his face. Plus my Mistress would enjoy some private time with one of them, I am sure.
Clenching his fist he Dice Strength and Brawl:
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Still confused and more than a little frightened about how much firepower everyone else seems to be packing, Dan figures he may as well try to help out as much as he can. He spies the smoker to the side, also apparently unarmed, fighting against one of the kidnappers.
"Hey!" he shouts, trying to distract the ghoul as he kicks at its leg, hoping to unbalance it. |
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Kren was not looking forward to the fight but he acted quickly drawing his gun and shooting the one of the ghouls heading toward the van before ducking behind a tree for some cover. A moment later Jason rose the barrel of his gun up to the head of the ghoul in front of him and pulls the trigger. A thunerous boom echoes through the road as the bullet ejects from the gun exploding into the man's skull. Such a shot would have killed a normal man, this was obviously not a mortal, but it was enough to Stun the ghoul. Elijah then started the assault on the other shooting it squarely and expecting the man to fall stared in shock as it brushed off the wound. Kieron met the ghoul with a well timed punch just as Dan tries to throw it off balance. The result was the ghoul toppling over on its back. Calliope used the brutal fight to distract her movement around the far side of the van. Seeing him ducking into the van she quickly tosses her knife embeding it into the man's leg as he lets out another curse. Suddenly he seems to find what he is looking for and quickly turns his attention to where the knife was thrown. The shotgun lets out a large explosion as the shell blasts into the girl. The Ghouls quickly regard her as dead thinking no one could survive a shotgun shot like that. The ghoul Dan tripped quickly gets up and gives him a firm punch to the gut before turning back towar Kieron and Elijah. "You really think a bunch of humans can stop us?"the ghoul snickered. |
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Kren heard the shotgun go off. He peeked around to see the mage rock back. He couldnt tell if she was dead or not. He brought her here. Every thing that happens to her is by extension his fault. His newly formed concience stung at that. Then again at the knowledge that he would simply find a replacement if he had to. This was to save many more people. Strange that his redemption required putting probable innocents directly in danger. He aimed at tbe ghoul that had just shot her and fired another short burst.
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Calliope staggered to her feet, snarling Swedish swearwords as she cradled her shoulder, blood dripping down her fingers. She'd lost her active spells, except for that stupid weave, the shield threads that she had relied far too much on to protect her.
Clearly, however, these things that survived being shot in the head weren't human, and they had just lost a lot of sympathy she generally held for all sentients. The two ladies were still in the back of the car. They wouldn't see. She reaches out, feeling her nimbus flare around her as she wraps her fingers around the nearest ghoul's mind, ready to rewrite it's pages, to scrawl the black ink of her Will across his thoughts. Surrender. The order builds in her, backed by anger and hatred and pain and fear and the slow drip of blood down her fingers, staining the silver dagger that has found its way into her hand, it's elegant leaf-shaped blade and brighter sheen marking it as distinct from her other weapons. Then, the scraggly journalist shoots him. Calliope gags and drops the blade, chills running through her as shock starts to set in, feeling the Abyss yawning around her. She swears again, the swedish profanities morphing into something almost like a prayer. Let's not fundamentally violate free will, okay, Macushla? She can almost hear Rocas' quietly chiding voice. Of course, repeatedly stabbing someone isn't a great course of action either. "Thanks." She glances at Kren, before leaning into the battered front of the van to look for more rope she can use to tie up whichever ghouls survive. |
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Jason yells to the ghouls. "Obviously you boys have bitten off more than you can chew. Judging by the lack running & hiding I'd say fate decided to f*ck you up the @ss and let us all catch you on the same night. So get on the ground and give up and you might survive, if you tell us everything we want to know."
Jason points his gun at the ghoul that's still up and not stunned. If it tries to attack or anything other than surrender he'll shoot it in the leg. (Nothin fancy on this roll except 9-again, you can just roll it if needed. Base 10 -2 leg = 8) Also since I have medicine, is the stunned ghoul bleeding out or did he heal some & stabilize? (It should be rather obvious if blood is gushing from a gaping head wound like a normal person would or if it's just residual blood; assuming he is still missing a chunk of his head & didn't just heal it back.) |
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Elijah is quite stunned to watch the gun blazing but the people he shot at looked like could shrug the damage off. He was so distracted that he didn't notice that he shoot another round. To where, he didn't know. He has many questions in his head. Luckily, he has not facing them by his own.
OOC : 1 botch and no success on shooting roll.
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Dan grimaces in pain as the ghoul hits him in the gut, but he tries to recover. He swings wildly at the other man, angry and exhausted and hoping this nightmare of a day will end soon. His ears perk at the sound of gunfire all around, causing him to unconsciously pull inward.
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Things were not going well for the would be kindappers as Kren shot the shotgun toting ghoul as it drops to the ground. Callipe kneels down and and grabs his head as Kren walks over and kicls away the weapon. Jason shoots the only ghoul standing in the leg while Elijah just misses his shot. Dan recoiling a bit from his shot to the gut swings back as the bullet lands onto the creature.
For a moment there still seemed to be a bit of fight left in the ghouls but then Jason's words seemed to echo through the empty road where the fight was taking place. These were supposed to be easy targets a snatch and grab mission and suddenly two of the ghouls were bleeding out on the ground and the third was not far off. The standing ghouls suddenly started to back up a few steps. The one who had the shot gun a moment ago seemed to crawl up to his knees and wave his hands as he held a hole in his chest. "Leave 'em be, we need to get out of here. I'm bleeding out." It was obvious to Jason that the creatures indeed were bleeding out. Whatever healing they had used was insufficient to cover their injuries and if the two of them didn't get medical attention they were as good as dead within the hour, maybe sooner. "Who the hell are you guys?" the one standing up said as he slowly made his way toward the ground. "I don't want to die or nothin' we were just doin' what they told us." The last ghoul seemed conscious but due to his injuries he had also given up his will to fight. He did not seem eager to risk another shot by moving to his allies either. Finallyt he leader seemed to slump over on the ground to attempting to hold in as much as his blood as possible. |
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They had won for now. Two of the three were dying. Kren tried to decided if he cared about their survival. Clearly not to much. He did shoot one. He was far from guiltless but he couldn't shake the feeling that there was still a big difference between them and himself. He was made for a cruel task and rejected it. He broke as a result. These creatures were born with free will and choose to do these things for power. Sanctimoniousness wasn't exactly a new feeling for Kren. He was a former angel. But it was new in this context. He decided that he would call an ambulance but only if they played nice from now on. They could die and he wouldn't lose to much sleep. For now he decided to make sure they weren't holding out on anything dangerous. He would listen while the others questioned but only interject if the ghouls gave misleading or insufficient information. He would search them.
Wow. It only took a near death for you to do something smart. Congratulations. If your hands aren't on your wounds they should be on your head. Lets make sure you aren't still packing... Hm. You know actually we shot that one guy in the head so. Yeah, Got that covered. While they all talked he frisked the ghouls for any hold out weapons but also made sure to grab any wallets, phones, or other informative or potentially useful/dangerous items they had on them. He minded their wounds but wasn't to gentle. He also searched the front of the van for anything of similar utility or information. Lastly he grabbed the shotgun he kicked away. He was about to empty it but then changed his mind. He instead handed it to the first person on 'his' side who looked like they wanted a shotgun. Bringing all he found over to the others He then went through their wallets for ID (and cash) and their phones hoping they were to stupid to delete stuff like text messages or call history. He hoped he could glean something he could use to plan or aim the others in the right direction. Last edited by mjb; Mar 11th, 2017 at 03:09 AM. |
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Jason still didn't know who these people were... or what they were as he was sure by now more than the kidnappers & him were not normal humans..... normal humans don't act like this when confronted with these kinds of situations. He decided it was better to play it safe and keep his ski-mask on.
He turns to Kieron. "You said you know'em..... What are they?" Then more to everyone but still in Kieron's direction. "And anything we can do to keep'em alive? I can't question dead people." He sees Kren start patting them down & going through their stuff. "Find anything useful?" |
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Kieron steps back as the rest of the group takes down the remaining ghouls. Annoyance grew on his face as he quickly realized the level of blood lost these ghouls were going through. He had hoped at least one would have lasted the night. His mistress would have been very grateful if he had been able to bring a live specisman back.
Without thinking another cigarette appeared in his hand. The habit had become so ingrained, even moreso since he had witnessed even more stranger things. And to think that he had quit a few years before he had turned. Even if the nitiogen didn't do anything anymore it was still a relaxing stress reliver. He remained silent as Jason spoke to him, taking in the actions of these new strangers. Finally speaking, he was soft-spoken, the heat of combat gone. "Not well. They come by the bar I work at. Awful tippers. Honetly just Sh!tty people. Kieron shrugged inbetween drags of his cigarette. "Can't call an EMT without police becoming involved. And I am sure many of you know there is no open carry in New York City. This many gun wounds are going to cause us all too much difficulties. No any medical issues must be dealt with here, or if we bring them to another location. I was hoping to bring one of them back to the bar to deal with an open tab they have with us. As to what they are, well they aren't fully human as you have all gathered. Rather they are Ghouls, augmented humans. Dangerous when they have a bit of intelligence, or when found alongside their creator. I don't know who created this bunch, but that is the real worry that we have.
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"Created? Like built? Or like someone used drugs or magic on them? Does normal first-aid work on them? I have a small kit." He pulls off his backpack and pulls out one of those travel sized first-aid kits. "Or we can duct-tape the wounds closed.....I don't know how ghoul-things work."
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