Wing and Sword: Life During Wartime

Normand swears under his breath, and then turns to Pyotr, who is gone.

Darn it all to Germany.

Normand then moves to the door of the station, and through the window, looks at the lock on the inside.

Well this won't work.

From this new angle, Normand looks into the garage again.


OOC


Okay.. Take the second roll as a crappy Watch check, then. :)

sneak, move silently (1d20=14, 1d20=5)


 
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The lock on the front door does require a key to unlock from the inside, and the key is not in the lock. Go ahead and edit your post with a different choice if you like.
 

Pytor glides silently along the front of the service station to where the sergent keeps watch around the corner. Kat listens the the Ukrainian’s whispered message, then motions to Nedjar and Pamuk to return.

Normand backs away from the garage door and moves into the shadows of the porte-cochere. Unable to locate a key in the locked door, he looks around the room beyond the glass instead.

The old woman glares at Marcel, her brow furrowed. “You are sorry, you say? What are you doing sneaking about in my garden?” she repeats quietly. Despite her demeanor, Marcel notes that she is keeping her voice down as she studies his uniform, and the carbine slung over his shoulder.

“These two saw a light of some kind inside the garage,” Kat tells Nedjar and Pamuk, jerking a thumb at Pyotr. “Anything up there?”

Nedjar shakes his head. “A couple of windows with drawn curtains,” the Algerian replies, “but no other doors that we could find.”

Still lurking in the shadows, Normand gazes through the glass at the space beyond – he can vaguely make out some furnishings scattered around a long narrow room, but no real detail to speak of.

Her expression a mix of anger and puzzlement, the old woman at last turns toward the door, then hesitates. “Just a moment,” she says grumpily, holding up her bundle then hobbling off the steps and toward the small trashcan next to the landing. She steps on a pedal and the lid pops up, squeaking loudly in the stillness. She drops the bundle of trash into the can with a clatter, and steps back. The lid falls.

If Marcel wants to catch the lid before it slams down, make a melee touch attack against DC 8. If he wants to prevent her from getting to the trash can in the first place, make an initiative roll and describe what action he takes, and I will edit my post - the initiative roll to beat is 17!
 

Merde.

Marcel leaps forward, stretching out his arm to grab the falling lid, but can't reach it in time. As it clatters to the ground, he speaks out in a firm voice. "Inside. NOW." He places a hand on her shoulder and steers her toward the door. "There's trouble at the garage. Move quickly. Get everyone on the floor, and stay down until a legionairre gets you."

Swinging the carbine off his shoulder, he removes the safety and rests his hand on the outside of the trigger guard, looking down the barrel toward the garage while putting the flashlight away with his other hand.
 

The lid falls down with a clang. From behind the garage a dog barks. Loudly.

No Listen or Watch check needed for this one.
 

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Normand spares a look in Pyotr's direction, and sees him talking to Kat.

Ahh well. Might as well wait and see what the sarge thinks we should do, I guess.

He then returns his attention to the inside of the garage, hoping his new angle will give him new insights as to the source of the intermittent flame.

And then, a loud clang is heard, followed by a dog barking.

What the heck are those fools doing back there?


OOC
Watch check (1d20=1)
 

Pyotr's senses tell him of the loud clang and he stifles a swear word or three inside as he hugs closer to the wall. Shaking his head he looks back to Kat, shrugging.
 

The old woman glares at Marcel. “You are a very rude young man,” she replies curtly as she slowly climbs the steps. At the top step, she pauses and looks toward to garage. “Bruno, be quiet!” she calls – after a moment’s hesitation the dog continues to bark, though with less vigor now.

“Doc, what in hell are you doing?” hisses Sánchez, peeking over the back fence at the medic. The old woman glances at the Spanish legionnaire lurking in the shadows, and turning re-enters the house, muttering as she does so.

Kat’s head snaps up at the sound of the barking dog. Merde!” he whispers. “Show me this light you saw, Kerenin,” he says softly, directing Nedjar to watch the back windows and Pamuk the space behind the front door then grabbing Pyotr by the shoulder and pulling him toward where Normand lurks.

“Where’s this flame, Mador?” the Greek whispers as the Frenchman’s gaze adjust to the darkness again. The section leader leans forward to look through one of the panes in the garage door. The sound of the gunshot and the breaking glass seem to come at once.

Initiative please, everyone.
 

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Marcel's temper is starting to flare, but he stays calm after a deep breath. "Look, Madame. I don't care what you think of me right now. I'm trying to keep you safe. Inside and on the floor, please!"

Turning away, Marcel looks toward the garage just in time to hear the gunshot and the sound of shattering glass.

ooc: initiative is an 11.
 

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