[D20 Modern] Paths of Legend: Shadowgate (IC)

"There's no way those little hand sized crossbows will be as powerful as a full compound bow," Nathan informs his questioner. "Granted Kevlar's not at it's best against small cutting edges, but I don't see those things as really having much penetration. I've seen toys I've been more afraid of."

He looks around at the commanding officer.

"These are the interdimensional terrors?"
 

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Max watches the security tapes closely..... "I don't think the darts were intended for killing. They seem to be aiming at whatever part of the body is exposed..... but why?"

Max suddenly laughs loudly, "Dad.... you went down after being shot in the leg? Explain exactly what happened."
 


Amy attempts to hide a gulp as she realises the gravity of the situation and listens closely to the barrage of questions that are addressed to the general.

"Ok. Well who's in command of this jaunt on the field sir? Also don't suppose we can get an APC through there, give us some armour support, incase there's something bigger down there. If fact how do we even know if we can breathe through there?!"
 

Harvey answers, "Those little toy darts had some sort of poison on them. That's why they were shooting at exposed areas. Every single person hit by the damn things went out like a light, including me."

Staunton grumbles, "And judging by the fact that we collected fourteen of the projectiles from wounded people and only two from the floor, the bastards rarely miss."

Harvey uses the remote to bring up another slide, though this one shows only a black screen, "They also managed to shut down the lights without cutting the electricity. We have no idea how they pulled that off. I saw them come through the gate and then suddenly it was pitch black. But, the base power supplies never fluctuated and no equipment was damaged. Strangest thing I've ever seen. Or not seen in this case."

Staunton addresses Howie, "I'll be able to answer why you're here in private a little later, son." He then turns to Amy, "We sent a remote vehicle, a rover basically, through two days ago to test the conditions. Breathable atmosphere, though if you're allergic to fungus, we'll need to know about it."

Harvey interjects, "Oh, and our medical expert here says the poison on the darts is fungus based as well."

Staunton continues, "As for who's in command, the mission will be led by Lieutenant Jameson. He'll be joining us shortly. Right now he's in medical getting checked out. The gate is about ten feet wide, so we're not able to send large hardware through. Any other questions before we take a tour of the place?"
 

Staunton continues, "As for who's in command, the mission will be led by Lieutenant Jameson. "

"A fly boy? As in United states country club? you have them in charge of a rescue mission?"

Howie scoffs and sits back in his seat with more than a bit of attitude.

" i would actually prefer a green baret or delta, but i'll take wat I am givin. for god and country"
 

Amy turns to Howie.

"Normally that would be a good idea, but to be honest those specialists aren't exactly the diplomatic type, and I've got a feeling we may need someone like, probably a linguist too since it's doubtful that they'd speak out language."

Amy pauses for a second sizing up the man in the fatigues.

"We should probably watch what we say if we meet anyone over there, especially in regards to where we came from, and any... religious convictions we might have. You never know, they might take that stuff pretty seriously."

Amy made a mental note to ask for her team's psych profiles later before going through. Glancing around, the large man, called Max seemed like he would suit a mission like this. Nathanial, she assumed would be a scientific attache, the fact that he said 'Paleolithic' knid of gave it away. as for Connor, her eyes narrowed when she glanced past him. His eye movement indicated he was reading something right in front of him, although there wasn't anything nearby that he could be read.

"Is mister Lang ok?"
 

Max was thinking about the poison. He grabbed his dad by the arm and forced his father's attention. "Dad, poisons have antidotes..... have you had time to find any?" He pauses, listening intently to every word his father says then continues; "I need to know about these things dad, every little detail. Is there anything we can do to get a leg up on these things?"
 



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