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Brownout Part I: Into the night

Ben

Ben looks up from the menu he's studied far too often and scrambles out the door, not knowing what to expect.

"Injured? Injured how?" He scans around in all directions, looking for the man and any potential assailants.
 

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"Alright everybody, stay calm."

I'll go outside to the injured man. I don't have any medical training, but I'll try and help him sit down and see to the extent of his injuries.

"Are you alright? What happened?"
 

"Perhaps I should see to him, my son. I have a smattering of medical knowledge."

Spot Check - Roll 18+5=23
Treat Injury - Roll 7+6=13

[Assuming the Treat Injury is not enough to help]

"Please evryone, step back. Give me some room!"

muttering "If I saw the gates of Hell open and I stood on the brink of the abyss, I should not despair, I should not lose hope of mercy, because I should trust in You, my God."

[Casts: Cure Minor Wounds]
 

Festy_Dog: You reach the injured man first. One of the first things you notice is that he is bleeding in several areas along his left side. Upon closer inspection, these appear to be bullet wounds. The man's eyes are wide with fright, and he whispers to you, "Mile marker 39, buried...don't let them have it..."

The man collapses into your arms.
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Everyone:
Jeremy comes over and kneels down just before the priest shoos everyone aside. He seems to be inspecting and bandaging wounds while saying a prayer. Soon afterwards, the man's breathing becomes more steady and his color improves.

Martha bursts out into the street, almost hysterical. "Mick! Mick! She runs to the unconsious man, and cradles his head. Turning to Father Flannigan, she asks, "Will he be alright?" (Just so you know ErichDragon, his condition is still iffy).
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Ascending Crane, Thanacus, and Zhure: You all notice shapes coming up the road in a definate formation. After a few moments, they are revealed as men in Military garb. There are three on the left side of the road, and four on the right. They are all cautiously creeping forward, as if to avoid casual detection. It's safe to assume that this is quickly becoming a sticky situation.

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Laying on the ground, Mick comes to and turns his head back down the road he came from. His eyes get wide, and he almost shrieks, "you can't have it! I won't tell you anything!"
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At this point, everyone has one round of actions, and then we'll start going in initiative order. The men on the road are NOT attacking right now, simply creeping along the road about sixty feet away. Those who spotted them may attempt to interact, attack, etc, now. Everyone else will have to wait for initiatives to start to interact with them.
 

Oh crap, what now?, Kevin's mind races as he swiftly pulls out his Glock, quickly moving both hands behind his back in a smooth, yet inconspicuous motion, cradling the pistol. Maintaining eye contact with the advancing force, he searches his peripheral vision for anything that could provide him cover, should this really get ugly.

Sleight of Hand (for drawing weapon): 14 + 8 = 22
Spot (looking for cover): 10 + 0 = 10
 

Ben

Ben pulls back his hood, moving slowly with his hands clearly empty and to his sides, walking toward the men. He's trying to draw the other citizens' attentions to the sneaking men.

In a loud, clear voice, Ben calls out: "Hello there," trying to put as much smile into his voice as he can.

Walking toward the soldiers, Ben tries to angle away from a direct line from everyone else, so if they do open fire on him, any stray bullets won't hit the rest of the group. (Also cutting the distance he'll need to charge if it becomes a fight.)
 

"Crap. This doesn't look good. Father, give me a hand getting him inside."

Jeremy grabs Mick under his armpits and waits for Flanagan to grab his legs.

What the hell do they want with this guy, he thinks to himself.
 

Angel jumps ahead of the preacher and grabs the mans' legs - lifting them with suprising ease.

"Let's get him into the diner." Angel says to Jeremy. And then, quieter: "Quickly."

OOC: I'll try and hustle the wounded man into the diner. If shots ring out, I will maintain my goal but try and duck. If the long haired kid drops his end, Angel will curse and try and carry him alone.
 

Jaque lets the others carry him inside and wonders what could be buried under mile marker 39, but becomes alert when the so far inconspicuous teenager looks up the road and reaches for a concealed weapon.

Spot 17 rolled + 13 = 30

He turns to see the biker walking up the road to greet a group of what appeared to be soldiers, trying to sneak up on everyone here. Instinctively his hand strayed towards his weapon, he had made sure before he came here that he was prepared to kill people... or anything else that threatened his investigation.
 

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