Hayabusa's Dawn of Defiance: Chapter II: A Wretched Hive

[perrinmiller]

Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

Without any need to put on an act, Mack has an idea to keep himself and Mir from getting drunker. Handing his glass to one of the guards with a gesture to go ahead and take it, he stands next to Mir. Moving in close, he puts an arm around her with a wink, and takes her glass to drink a bit from.

"Not to worry, babe. I can keep you company and share."

Moving in like he is going to kiss her ear or something, he only whispers, "Go ahead and roll with it."

[sblock=Mini Stats]DP: 4 (Rescue) FP: 7
Init: +10 Perception: +10
HP: 55 (17 Threshold) Current: 55 CT: 0
Reflex: 21 (18ff) Fort: 17 Will: 15

Weapon in Hand: Blaster rifle (single shot/stun)

Attack Options: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Battle Analysis, Cover Fire, Running Attack, Quick Draw, Rapid Shot[/sblock]___________________________________

Mack Granger

 

[Songdragon]

Within Mack mind her hears the single word ~ Okay ~ with the emotion of trust. (automatically make a DC 15, unless Mack resists then I will roll for Use the Force: telepathy) And with a breath her arm comes around Mack's waist... "That might work."

 

[Binder Fred]

"Cheating? I did not think that was possible when having a good time. Slow and steady... enjoy... and not get slammed all at once and looe your senses."

"Humans are fragile little creatures," summarizes Sloor, grinning wide right at Mir.

Within Mack mind her hears the single word ~ Okay ~ with the emotion of trust. (automatically make a DC 15, unless Mack resists then I will roll for Use the Force: telepathy) And with a breath her arm comes around Mack's waist... "That might work."

The corner of Sloor's mouth quirks, but not up -- definitively not up! Son of a... At this point he might even mean both of them! Back to that building, jittery feeling in his chest that eventually drove him away from the party earlier in the night. What the frek is he doing? Part of him is calm - so calm - watching the pressure build with the (drunken?) detachment of utter inevitability, watching Mack!

OOC: I think that's best represented by a Persuassion\INTIMIDATE roll (-5 since Target is Evenly Matched with You): 1d20+9-5=11 + 1d6=4= 15. Hit. Up to you what it does, Perrin.

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

Mack was about to take advantage of the situation to pursue his previous attempts to make his moves on Mir. he even entertains ideas of copping a feel or two.

But, he stiffens slightly at the voice in his head, as it was unexpected. His own inebriation is enough to prevent him from thinking completely clearly to be truly alarmed.

"Umm, yeah."

As such, he is practically oblivious to the looks of Sloor while he internally struggles with pretending and the temptation to take advantage of the close proximity of the female scout. He sees the baselisk's stern expression and posture, but his lower brain is more in control than the upper while he is more occupied with Mir.

He is keeping his attention focused on her, but notices a pause in the action. Turning to look at what's going on, "Hey, show us the next round mates."

OOC: Not resisting the UtF. Can I take a 1 on Perception to be ignorant of Sloor's Intimidation? PvP dice rolling is not something I normally engage in for this stuff.

[sblock=Mini Stats]DP: 4 (Rescue) FP: 7
Init: +10 Perception: +10
HP: 55 (17 Threshold) Current: 55 CT: 0
Reflex: 21 (18ff) Fort: 17 Will: 15

Weapon in Hand: Blaster rifle (single shot/stun)

Attack Options: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Battle Analysis, Cover Fire, Running Attack, Quick Draw, Rapid Shot[/sblock]___________________________________

Mack Granger

 

[Dr Simon]

"Here goes. Feeling lucky, guys?" says Darius as he readies for another round of LDS. "On three again, care to call for us Sloor?"

[sblock=OOC]
Use the Force to boost LDS roll again. (+3)
LDS - nat 20
Let me know if I need to make any checks against the alcohol; I'm assuming that Darius has managed to weasel out of drinking anything so far...
[/sblock]

 

[Binder Fred]

Part of him is calm - so calm - watching the pressure build with the (drunken?) detachment of utter inevitability, watching Mack!

Who tries to pretend he didn't see...

"That is frekking it!" rumbles the besalisk as he pushes himself upright and heads straight for the pretend couple... A little to the left of it, it turns out, as two muscled arms scoop up Mack as he goes by and start dragging him out of the room and up the stairs. "Excuse us."

«When (if?) they get to the corridor up there:
"You want taw tell me what the frek you think you're dawing?" If he missed the emotion there before, Mack can see it clearly now. Identifying it is another pair of sleeves, of course...

<Response Mack?>

 

[possum]

Make another stealth check to try and conceal that you aren't drinking all of it, Dr. Simon.

The leader of the guards stare in disbelief in how Darius managed to best him this time and slowly takes a drink while his fellows continue to drink their own booze.

The captain seems to suffer no ill effects from the drinks, but his lieutenants seem a bit woozy and another gives only a short smile before passing out, his head hitting the table with a loud *THUNK*

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

With the besalisk yanking him away from Mir, Mack lets his hand brush along the female scout's shapely posterior before being pulled from her reach.

Not really sure what in the Galaxy has got Sloor's panties in a bunch, the soldier follows him outside, his expression a bit bewildered.

At the question, Mack jerks a thumb over his shoulder in Mir's direction, "Well, I was trying to help Mir have a good excuse to not drink. Copping a feel is a just a bonus. Are you jealous or something?"

Mack was thinking this outburst was part of the charade, but the soldier is not a great actor himself, incapable of recognizing a good thespian performance if he saw one.

[sblock=Mini Stats]DP: 4 (Rescue) FP: 7
Init: +10 Perception: +10
HP: 55 (17 Threshold) Current: 55 CT: 0
Reflex: 21 (18ff) Fort: 17 Will: 15

Weapon in Hand: Blaster rifle (single shot/stun)

Attack Options: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Battle Analysis, Cover Fire, Running Attack, Quick Draw, Rapid Shot[/sblock]___________________________________

Mack Granger

 

[Dr Simon]

Darius glances at Mir to see if she knows what's up with Sloor and Mack, then turns back to the guards with a grin.

"Guess some people just can't take it," he says. "Same again?"

 

[possum]

The leader of the guards gives a slight smile as he continues the game.