[Game Thread] [00] Assigned To Active Duty

[gavins38]

Nathan Roberts Nathan thanked Andy for the grapple tool and the help provided, and made his way over to the shaggy-haired youth called Patrick. "Hi Patrick! I understand you are the guy I need to talk to about portable surveillance cameras, tools to commandeer a physical camera network and a suitable laptop to hook it all up to? I'm thinking that as we are heading out on a surveillance operation I need to be equipped for a bit of hi-tech surveillance. My more charismatic colleagues can handle the 'on the ground' surveillance."

 

Stat Block Agent Name: Nathan Roberts Agent Alias: N/A for now Stats: STR 6 | DEX 8 | WIL 7 | PER 7 | INT 10 Fields of Experience: Computers | Law | Mechanical Engineering Active Skills: Disguise 5 (15) | Evasion 5 (12) | Fire Combat 5 (12) | Gambling 3 (10) | Hand-to-Hand Combat 3 (10) | Lockpicking/Safecracking 4 (12) | Mountaineering 3 (9) | Science 5 (15) | Sixth Sense 5 (13) | Stealth 5 (12) Equipment: Walther PPK | Walther P99 | KA-BAR Knife Ballistic Mesh Shirt Sixth Sense Total: 5 (13)

[Amarga]

Sullivan Conray Sullivan graciously took the sword cane, inspecting it gleefully, "Archibald? Popular name amongst the old Scottish Aristocracy, with a number of notable members of the Douglas and Campbell clans bearing it." He ran a finger along the blade with some satisfaction, then twirled it in its sheathe like a baton to get a feel for the heft. "This is excellent, thank you Johns." Moving on to Patrick, Sullivan pocketed the secure phone. He considered himself a bit of a polygot, but it would be nice to have potential access to a true language specialist. "Much obliged Patrick, I'll save it for emergencies." he thought for a moment then added, "Mainly." The young historian moved to meet with Q, and spotted the leaving individual. Unfortunately he didn't get such a good look, and shrugged as he continued wrapping up his requisition stage.

 

AGENT INFO Name: Sullivan Conray Rank: Rookie Age: 29 Height: 6’4” Weight: 224 Appearance: Attractive Reputation: 64 Profession: Professional Fields of Expertise: - year 1 (History) - year 2 (Linguistics) - year 3 (Literature) - year 4 (Religion) Hero Points: 3/3 Experience Points: 0

ATTRIBUTES & CAPABILITIES STR: 9 DEX: 5 WIL: 6 PER: 9 INT: 10 Carrying Capacity: 101-150 Running/Swimming: 25 Hand-to-Hand DMG: B Speed: 1 Stamina: 28

AGENT ANALYSIS Abilities: - Connoisseur (20) - First Aid (20) - English (20) - Language (20) Other Languages: - Latin (15 skill base + INT25) Weaknesses: Personal Tie (Family)

WOUNDS & SCARS Wounds: LW | MW | HW | INCAP Date Wounded: - Scars: - Body location

SKILLS & MULTI TABLE Boating: 0 (0) Charisma: 1 (7) Cryptography: 7 (17) Demolitions: 0 (0) Disguise: 0 (0) Driving: 1 (8) Electronics: 0 (0) Evasion: 5 (12) Fire Combat: 5 (12) Gambling: 0 (0) Hand-to-Hand Combat: 6 (15) History: 12 (22) Interrogation: 0 (0) Language: - (20) (Ability) Local Customs: 9 (18) Lockpicking/Safecracking: 0 (0) Mountaineering: 0 (0) Pickpocket: 0 (0) Piloting: 0 (0) Riding: 0 (0) Science: 0 (0) Seduction: 0 (0) Sixth Sense: 6 (14) Stealth: 0 (0) Torture: 0 (0)

WEAPONS & VEHICLES - Walther PPK | PM: +1 | RoF: 2 | Ammo: 7 | DR: E | Close: 0'-30' | Long: 120'-180' | CM: -4* | MIS: 98-99 | Draw: +0* | RL: 1 (with -1 Damage Rank (DR), -4 PER check to hear shotsilencer; x2 carry ammunition magazines (14 rounds - Ammo type here); -2 CM, -20 drawconcealed holster*) - KA-BAR Knife | PM: +1 | DR: +1 | CM: -6* | Draw: 0* (with -2 CM, -20 drawconcealed holster*) - Ballistic Mesh Shirt (concealable Level 1 Body Armor)

[Barrigan]

Percie Huntingdon Percie accepted the necklace from Johns with a smile of thanks and admired its design. "You are a rare breed Johns, not only a weapons expert but a man of taste and refinement I see," she cheekily complimented him. "I'm sure I'll be able to put this to good use, although hopefully only as a last resort. It's far too nice to melt." Percie turned to see Jane showing off her new shoes. "Very nice, they suit you! I should know better than to joke about bladed heels at Q Branch. Of course they've already made them." Percie shook her head ruefully at the naive idea that the techies hadn't already armoured or weaponised every possible item or article of clothing an agent might take into the field. With one more stop on her little tour, Percie followed Susan's directions and headed for the toxicology department where she spotted the blonde team leader and introduced herself. "Hello there, you must be Katie. Susan tells me you're the resident expert on all things chemical. I'm Percie, it's a pleasure to meet you!" she began before moving on to the main event."I'm looking for a quiet, non-lethal way to neutralise someone. I thought maybe a perfume spray bottle filled with fast-acting tranquiliser but anything that will do the job would be fine. I'm in your capable hands," the rookie agent explained with a smile. It looked like Q was ready to see them and Percie didn't want to keep him waiting so this would be her last stop before the finale.

 

Stat Block Agent Name: Persephone "Percie" Huntingdon Agent Alias: N/A for now Stats: STR 6 | DEX 8 | WIL 11 | PER 8 | INT 10 Fields of Experience: Linguistics | Toxicology Active Skills: Charisma 6 (17) | Disguise 4(14) | Driving 1(9) | Evasion 4(11) | Fire Combat 5(13) | Hand to Hand Combat 5(11) | Pickpocket A(20) | Sixth Sense 4(13) | Stealth 4(15) Equipment: Walther PPK | Heckler & Koch P30 | KA-BAR knife | Garotte Clutch Purse | European Lockpicks | Hybrid Suppressor (Pistol) | Laser Sight (Pistol) | 2x Walther Hollow Point Ammo | 2x HK P30 Armour Piercing Ammo | Incendiary Necklace Ballistic Mesh Shirt Sixth Sense Total: 4 (13)

[Acathala]

Tom is amused by the answers Persephone gave, feeling he understands her a little better. He hopes she'll be able to keep that playful side after she has to do the inevitable unsavoury things this job will need her to do. He really does. She collects her prize then departs, and it's his turn.
"I want it more in case I run into civilians that want to raise alarms, or detain me. Possibly Hibernian fans as well." Tom, the die hard jambo said. He raises an eyebrow at the man's choice of band. Since he doesn't know if the man was making a pithy answer, or was a genuine fan, Tom leaves it at that. "I thank you for the weapon."
He then goes to wait on the others to be ready to speak with Q.