[D20 Modern]Department 7 (IC)

Rory sighed."I still say it's better to find out where their base is, but you lot are the military folks. You make the plan, and I'll do me best to follow along."

Nick said:
The whole not even attempting to talk them down just doesn't sit right.
"Now, y'see, that does seem a mite peculiar. If this were SG:Atlantis, Tayla would offer some sage advice about how it's possible that this Department-7 might have a secret agenda, and that we should meet with the other side and get their take on things."

Rory stood up and started pacing the room. "I mean, think about it. If these orcs are just bikers to regular folks, and the regular popo can't deal with 'em, wouldn't the local police have made some kind of request for back up? If they did and no one answered, how come? If they didn't, how come? I mean, doesn't the real FBI or CIA have some kind of anti-gang unit?"

"Also," Rory was talking full-speed, barely pausing for breath, "A gang is a gang. They take what they want and then go home. But these buggers never want anything more than some beer and to be left the feck alone. Why IS that? There's just too much we don't know about the situation."

Rory paused for a moment, then added, "Well... that's what Teyla would say. But more articulate than me."

 

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Kara replies sounding like she is quoting from the employee handbook, " We work for a group known by most people as the Department for Archeological Studies, however that is a code name, DAS actually stands for the Department for Arcane Security. Its goal is to protect the world from threats that most people do not know even exist, and would laugh if they were told about them."
"It is the job of the DAS agents to protect people from things they won't and perhaps can't admit exist. It is us who hunt down vampires and trolls. All the time we do this with the people around us never aware of what we are doing or what we are protecting them from."

"Also many of the things we are expected to do are not legal. We will at times be expected to bend and even clearly break the law to get the job done. Most governments don't have a legal distinction between Vampire, Troll and normal human. So if we are sent out to stop a troll we will very likely be committing murder from a legal standpoint."

Then her tone becomes normal and conversational, "Teyla, this is what we signed up for and we were given the option to decline the job offer. It sounds like we are the ones that get contracted for just this sort of thing instead of the CIA and FBI. I am not really sure if we can buck the system on our first job, probably not on our second either. From what we learned thus far, actually talking to these orcs could result in being on the receiving end of violence directed our way. Me, I'm too delicate and fragile for that. If I have to go poking at an angry bear, I prefer to do it with a tranq gun from as far a way as possible. But if it makes you feel better, perhaps Rodny can do some research with his laptop on our employer if he has free time tomorrow."


With this she stretches her arms above her head and yawns.


 

"And on that note we cue the music...'night folks." Nick gets up and walks towards the door. He pauses turns to Kara and says "I'm not going to worry about it tonight. See y'all in the morning." Nick then exits the room and goes back to his own (don't know who's room it was). Nick takes a long hot shower and remembers how easy the world used to be. He then gets out, puts his boxers on, goes to the bed and promptly passes out untill the next morning.
 

Kara heads off to her room as well, "Good night boys." <Flip, flop, flip, flop... down the hallway>

We were probably in Rodny's room because of his laptop.
 

Rory makes a disgusted noise. "No no, I'm not saying that Department-7 are the bad guys, all I'm saying is there's two sides to every story and we don't know the other half of this one. It doesn't matter. You gun bunnies get to shoot somethin', I gets some quid, we end up heroes, and all's well that ends well."

With that, Rory flops down on one of the beds in Rodny's room and waits for blissful sleep.
 

As everything seems to calm down for the evening, Rodny does a couple of quick searches on the computer/internet and then heads for the shower.

After a quick wash off, he's back out on the computer for a few minutes. A half hour later, he puts the computer to sleep and then does so with himself, turning off the lights as he does.
 

Ming mind drifts away from the conversation. He sat there all the time, hard as a terracota soldier. When everyone started to leave, he stood up suddenly, and with short. "Good nights" he left to room towards his own for the night.
 

Information gathering...

Here's the information you were able to gather with your various searches.

From the various reports in newspapers and eyewitness accounts, the last attack was the 4th attack after sunset, when according to police reports, between 12 and 15 bikers clad in leather attack. They head to different parts of town raiding what ever seems to catch their eyes, and then after maybe 20 to 30 minutes of mayhem they head east out of town. Places that sell alcohol seem to be big targets. But there's also reports that they took the pink flamingos out of Mrs Bakers front yard.

There's a few suggestions that the lack of caring capacity is one of the reasons they come back so often. They pretty much grab what ever they can carry and then leave town.

The local hardware store has some cameras for sale, but not a lot. There's a walmart about 30 minutes away that would have everything you need to set up the surveillance you want. It could be monitored from a laptop. However doing so will require some modification of the equipment. Standard camera's don't have wireless access, but the team should be able to do it, if they spend the day modifying them. This town being rather small doesn't have much in the way of traffic cam's, so any video surveillance would have to be done by you all.

Most of the above information is stuff you picked up from the newspapers and coversations with the locals.
 

Kara Acoma 6/6

<Assuming we are going to have an uneventful night.>

Kara wakes up later than usual time, but still does her morning routine. She decides to go for a short run heading East from the Motel to check out the terrain and consider some the information they have learned so far.

Afterward she’ll get dressed in the Special Agent Smith attire. If she sees or hears from any of the others she’ll inform them of her plans and they can meet her for breakfast. Those she hasn’t, she will call from her room phone before leaving her room. She’ll head across the street to Aunty M’s Restaurant for a late breakfast.

When Nick is ready, they can head over to the Police Station.

 

Just before the alarm goes off, Rodny suddenly opens his eyes and sits up. A smile comes to his face and he says to no one in particular, "That might work. Maybe not for this first time, but maybe."

He then gets out of bed and goes to the table with the computer and equipment. Rather than use the computer, he grabs a pencil and paper and begins writing.

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2 propane barbecues, each large enough to hold 6 whole chickens
20 chickens
20 loaves of bread, UN-sliced
20 6-packs of beer, the cheaper the better
2 yard birds, animals, or gnomes
10 Tiki Torches

and anything else anyone might suggest.
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Rondy then leaves the paper and quickly gets dressed.
He does a couple of quick searches on the internet.
[sblock](OOC: These quick searches with no search subject mentioned are just for roleplay.)[/sblock]
When the others indicate it's time for breakfast, he joins them. At breakfast, he puts forth his idea. "In ancient history, villages used to 'pay tribute' to conquerors to prevent them from destroying the village and/or killing the people." He takes a sip of cola before continuing. "Perhaps we could use something like that to keep the 'horde' from the town or from most of the town. We set up a small feast with cheap beer and food, say 20 chickens and 20 6-packs. And a few trinkets like yard animals or anything else that might catch their eye. Enough stuff that they'll have more than they can carry. We might even throw in a bag of coins. Maybe pennies, nickels, or dimes. I don't know what they may or may not want. Oh, and maybe some cheap tables, chairs, and dishes so they have something to destroy."

He takes another sip of soda. "We could possibly use this distraction in a couple of different ways. One would be to keep them from bothering the town. Another would be to keep them together, which I realize isn't what we want if we're going to fight them here. A third thing we might accomplish would be to put tracking devices in the yard animals and/or the bag of money. Well, that's an idea. Pick it apart or add to it. What do you think."
 

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