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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ao the Overkitty" data-source="post: 2954179" data-attributes="member: 9758">“Episode 8 – Wanted Men” - Second SessionSynopsis of 7/10/06 session -subtitled Oh Dear God! It’s…As Campan tries to direct the other two towards where he believes the next sentry will be, Daniel wanders around to find the other two Mort thought he saw.  Campan notices the covered hole a bit too late to give warning as Daniel plummets from view.  Hurrying over, they see a smooth, slightly slimy hole dug rather deep.  Campan was unsure as to the purpose of the hole, but figured it was a trap or a well or a latrine or something.  They did hear a slight splash when Daniel hit the bottom.  While Campan determined if Daniel was okay or not, Mort went looking for a stick.Alex: Going to club him unconscious?Paul: (laughing) No. I’d be looking for rocks if I was going to do that.  I want a stick so I can poke the ground in front of me.  I don’t want to fall in a hole too.Mort told Daniel they’d be back for him and that Daniel could explain the hole situation to Take after they’d broken radio silence.Campan: Shouldn’t we spend a good half hour trying to get him out?Mort: No.Campan: Okay.  You were very persuading.They moved off to where the next one should be and decided to try the turkey call again.  Mort set himself up closer to Campan, since they no longer had a second person to jump the lookout.Campan: Gobble Gobble Gobble.  Whiney. Neigh. Moo.The guy up in the tree drew his pistol and looked around for the turkeys from his perch.  Once he had located which bush Campan was making animal sounds from behind, he aimed and fired.Campan: Gobble Gobble Gobble.  Ow! Mother<img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />er!As Campan flopped out from behind cover, Mort saw their cover blown.  He ran over to the guy’s tree and leapt to grab the guy’s legs.  Bringing his full weight down on his decent, Mort dragged the guy out of the tree.  As he came down, the lookout whacked his chin on the tree branch he was standing on and a rock on the ground, leaving him unconscious.  Mort waited until Campan had had his fill of kicking the guy before slitting the lookout’s throat and stringing him up in the tree like the last one.Mort then tended to Campan’s minor hole.  He took the clean bandage Asta gave him and tied it in place with some strips of cloth from the lookout’s shirt.  He figured Asta could fish out the bullet later.Campan: Does it have to be so tight?Mort: Suck it up.  Here. Have an aspirin.Liz: That’s right. Blood thinner.  That’ll help him stop bleeding.Paul: Note, I gave him a aspirin.  Not two, but one.  I don’t like him that much.With his wound covered, they headed over to the last place Campan thought there would be a lookout.  They repeated their plan, but Campan stood behind a tree this time.This time, the lookout hoped out of the tree, pulled his pistol and ran over to the tree.  Mort slipped out behind him in a stealthy manner.  As he raised his knife, it caught on his belt, slicing it.  His pants dropped to the ground, confining his legs and sending him off balance.  Mort gave a startled yell as he stabbed his knife into the tree (about six inches from Campan’s head) to steady himself, but continued his forward motion.  Mort lost his grip on the knife as his head moved to connect with the tree.  As Mort finally hit the ground, his hand came to rest hard on a rock.Campan stepped out from behind the tree and smacked the lookout in the forehead with the butt of his rifle.  The poor guy crumpled as his skull cracked, falling on top of Mort.Mort took the guy’s rope belt and put it on before slitting his throat and hanging the guy upside down, like the others.  Mort made sure to grab his own belt so he didn’t leave evidence behind.While Mort was doing this, Campan listened for sounds of others coming.  He heard a horse neighing, but no hoof beats.  When he relayed this to Mort, Mort wondered if these guys were using their own trick back at them.  Campan didn’t think the guys were smart enough for that.  They circled around so they weren’t walking right up to a guy making horse noises.  They took a wide arc, leaving the forested area and moving up onto a rocky ledge.  Mort was very careful to not knock any rocks.  Campan was less careful.Mort laid down and inched up to the ledge to get a look around.  Below him he could see a small camp area.  Off to the left along the bottom of the ledge he could see a group of ten horses off to the left with a tracked mule past them. He also saw a small creak past the horses with a clothesline hanging over it, laden with dirty garments. In front of him, out away from the ledge, he could see a guy tending a metal pot hanging over a fire.  Liz: I really need a violent criminal character.  When I heard fire I thought ‘oooh. I could throw a bomb into that!’Paul: Violent criminal isn’t necessarily what you’re looking for.  Pyromaniac is what you are.Mort wanted to find the cave and thought it was probably under him, but wanted to wait till the guy by the fire wasn’t looking to check.  As they waited, they got a whiff of some yummy smelling barley soup coming from the fire.  A few minutes later a guy came walking from underneath them towards the fire to chat with the guy cooking.Since it was getting on towards dark, they decided to wait for dark.  They were occasionally tortured by the smell of soup.Campan: (whispering) If we kill them, we can take their soup!Mort: (whispering) If we kill them, we can have haggis.As it got darker, the two guys by the fire dipped their metal bowls into the pot to get some soup.  They sat down on rocks near the fire and began to eat.  A third guy came out from below Mort and Campan, got a bowl of soup, and headed off into the forest.Mort’s ninja ancestors smiled favorably upon him as he snuck into the cave.  He found the cave fairly dark except for a small light farther in.  As he stealthily moved farther in, Campan made his way down and into the cave in a much less ninja-like manner.  Luckily for him, no one seemed to notice.  He decided to stay at the cave entrance and keep a lookout.As Mort got closer to the light, he could see that it was a small lantern set next to a bedroll.  Sitting next to the lantern was a largish man cleaning a small gun.  As Mort approached, the guy got very jittery as he looked around for something.  Mort stopped in his tracks and pressed up against the cave wall.  The guy put down the small gun and drew a very big pistol.  Picking up the lantern, he stood up to look for what was around.  Seeing the bedrolls weren’t full of people, Mort decided to lunge with his knife at the guy.  As the guy was swinging around, Mort caught the shadow of some people hunched in the corner.  The guy brought his lantern around to shine on Mort as he lunged.  As he saw the gun train on him and fire, the light of the lantern revealed the guy looked a lot like Jasp.  Then Mort felt a lot of pain as the bullet ripped a huge hole in his vest.Mort finished with his lunge, slicing at Mad Michael.  His first slash missed, but he followed up with a slash across the guy’s wrist to cut tendons.  Mad Michael screamed out in pain as he dropped his gun.  Campan knew the guys outside were coming, but wanted this guy who looked like Jasp taken down before they all died.  Campan pointed Bessy at Mad Michael’s head and fired.  As brains and gore splattered all over Mort and a good chunk of the back of the cave, Mad Michael dropped the lantern and hit the ground himself a few seconds later.As the guys by the fire got up to react to the gunfire, Campan trained his gun and blew one of them away.  The other guy ran for the horses.Campan: (over comm.) Echo, Charlie.  Come in and kill people.Daniel: (over comm.) I’m still stuck in the hole!Mort: (over comm.) Oww! <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />!With some prodding from Asta, Take put down his game and responded.Take: (over comm.) Where would you like me to shoot?Mort: (over comm.) Camp.  Anything outside the cave.Mort picked up Mad Michael’s large pistol and stamped onto the lantern to put it fully out.  He then moved further into the cave and darkness.  Campan switched sides of the cave mouth and picked off the guy that was fleeing for the horses.  Then they heard silence.  Well, they heard trickle of someone peeing themselves, but otherwise, silence.Campan: Do you give up?*Gagged response*Campan: Hostages!Paul: I’m glad you said that.  I was making some assumptions.Campan ran out, collected a burning log from the fire and brought it back into the cave for a light source.  This allowed them to see three tied up and gagged guys dressed like farmers.Mort then radioed to Take that he could hold off on killing people in camp, since they were mostly dead. He then told him to make a nice landing spot for the shuttle with the Korv’s plasma cannon.Campan: (over comm.) Mort seems to have a big hole in his stomach.  Someone may want to take care of that.Mort: How are we going to collect the reward for his head when you blew it off?!Campan: Did you not see he looked just like…Mort: Yeah, I saw that!Campan: Yeah, well, I see someone looking like that, I’m going to blow his <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />ing head off!Mort: Neck!  Neck!Daniel: (over comm.) Anytime, Gentleman.Take: (over comm.) Looked like what?Campan: uh, we saw a ghost.  From a former crew member.Take: (over comm.) Kenny?Mort: (over comm.) We don’t need to talk about this now.  In public.  And we are in public.Mort walked over to the hostages and pulled the gag out of one of them.  He quickly interrogated him to find out the guy was George from town.  Then the guy’s face went ashen.Mort: Come on.  Chop chop.  Make it snappy.  What are you worth? Why are you tied up?  I’ve been shot today.  That makes me irritable.George then peed himself.  Mort just rolled his eyes and sat down to take care of his own wound.George: (to Campan) Don’t let him kill me!Campan: He probably won’t, unless he’s got a good reason. (pause) I won’t kill you.George: (to Campan) I have kids!Campan: Oh. Sorry.George: They’re not tasty!Campan: (to Mort) Does he know stuff that I don’t know.  About you?Mort: No.  Oh that’s right.  Take. Don’t blow up camp.  We want dinner.Campan then remembered the barley soup and ran outside to get some.  Mort shoved George’s gag back in and pulled out the next one’s.  He found out they were here tied up because they found the camp and worked for Alma.Mort sent Campan off to kill the one guy in the woods while he looted through the camp.  Mort pulled the vest off of Mad Michael’s corpse and put it on.Mort: (over comm.) Campan.  Don’t respond to this.  We found some booze, but no beer.Take made a landing spot for the shuttle and them one for the Korv.Campan: (over comm.) The last one is dead out here.  You want me to hang him too?Mort: (over comm.) Yes, please.Campan hung the guy upside down and naked, so his guy was a little different.Mort talked to the hostages about his good friend Campan for a little bit.  Asta asked for a damage report.  Mort relayed that Campan had a small hole in him and he had a large hole in him, but they were both okay for now.  He then started hauling stuff to the shuttle to have them sent back to the ship.They took the next while to collect gear together and make plans for the items.  Campan tied the horses in a train to the back of the mule.  The hostages were brought out to the mule, but left tied up and gagged.  What was left of Mad Michael was plunked down on the mule with the hostages.  Asta inspected the hostages for injuries.  While checking George for a concussion, she found it hard to get his attention off of Mort.  She finally decided to give George a sedative and told another hostage not to let him go to sleep.Campan: (gesturing to Mad Michael) You think there are any more of those?Mort: God I hope not.  We need to find out who his father was. We need to find the source, and stop it.Take flew the Korv back to the Orasca while Asta flew the shuttle back.Mort and Campan got the job of driving blindfolded farmers back on the mule while leading the horses back to the Orasca.  They made a detour to the hole where Daniel was.  Mort made a rope out of clothing from the farmers then tied the rope to a tree so Daniel could haul himself out.  They then went to sleep for the night.Once at the Orasca, they took the time to set up the cargo hold for the horses and put them inside.  Once it was late at night, Mort and Campan took the mule, and the people upon it, into town.Mort: (to farmers) If anyone <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />s with us while we’re in town, you die first.This had the affect of the third one peeing himself.As they drove into town, they actually noticed lights being doused in houses.  They drove over to the gallows and deposited the three farmers.  Mort then took down the Mortcrow and set it in the passenger’s seat of the mule.  He then hung Mad Michael from the noose by his feet.Mort: (yelling) Hey Alma! You’ve got your boys back! What’s left of them.They then high-tailed it back to the ship.  They had a hard time fitting the mule into the cargo bay, but they managed it. They made sure to section it off with crates.Asta gave Jenny the broken guitar they had procured before taking care of Mort.  Mort was slowly losing his tattoos, the hard way.  Once Mort was done, she dug the bullet out of Campan and sewed him up.Take swung by the asteroid where they were supposed to drop off the payment to Niska’s crony.  They turned down any future job offers.  They then flew to Ezra and talked with Niska about arranging a deal to get rid of the horses they had procured.  He offered to set them up a deal for fifty percent of the take.  They agreed to the terms and made sure they were properly armed down on Ezra when they met the buyers.Once off planet again, the crew, minus Daniel for some reason, sat down to discuss what they were going to do next.  Mort tried to get Take to bring it up, but found he had to do the talking.Mort explained that they were going to take a year off, laying low and doing ‘honest work’ to pay for new Ident cards for false identities..  During this time, they would also make lots of acquaintances that knew them by their false identities, thus solidifying them.  After they had the cards, they could rob lots of banks then have false identification if/when the Alliance stopped them.  They argued about this A LOT.  The arguments were very long and complicated, so I’ll synopsize further.Campan and Asta didn’t think that they could sufficiently fund themselves during that time on honest work, let alone save money for such expensive things as functioning false Ident cards.  They also felt that this year off would allow their enemies all that time to get organized.  Campan said if they were going to spend a year doing honest work, he’d want to do this very near to the Core, which wouldn’t exactly work with the plan.  Mort talked about moving from planet to planet, having Asta and Jenny doctor for money and taking as much time off as necessary to amass enough money for the Idents.  Campan proposed taking legit jobs now to pay for the cards, but Take said that they were wanted and Mort said they’d just <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> up the jobs.  Mort felt that they should be able to figure out where it was most optimal to be at any given time and where they’re least likely to get caught.  He talked about sticking to the border worlds instead of fringe, since the border planets actually had some cash.  He then talked about his plans for ship and shuttle modifications for their false IDs.The conversation somehow got onto the subject of Campan’s skills for negotiation and bartering and how he possibly got so far into debt.  Campan said that he made that small amount of debt go a long way, but Mort figured that Campan just drank all of the money away.  Asta talked about Campan being good with money, unless he was near a bar.Alex: He puts the bar in barter?Campan: You know… I can… never mind.  Fine.  Believe I am a drunk who will give all his money away to the first bartender that comes by.Mort: I hate to point this out to you, but all evidence seems to point that this is all completely true.Asta; Unless you mention something that might suggest to the contrary, yeah.Mort: I can’t think of when you have walked by a bar without going in.Asta: We’re wondering what you might have bought with all your fine bartering skills.Campan: Okay.  Fine!Campan reached under the table, yanked on his right leg a few times then lifted it up and placed it on the table.Campan: That’s what I spent all of my money on!Asta, salivating greatly, immediately snatched up the leg and started poking at it.  She continuously spouted off compliments about it.  Mort looked shocked.Mort: What? You couldn’t use a peg leg?Campan: Have you ever seen me fall behind?  When we were running?Asta continued to rattle off compliments, saying he probably got it cheap.Campan: Yeah.  They aren’t cheap.Mort stood up and wandered off.Campan: And now do you believe that I’m not some stupid drunk who gives all his money away?Mort & Take: No!It took some work for Campan to pry his leg away from Asta.  As Campan was finishing reattaching his leg, Mort stormed back into the room.Mort: Why weren’t you better at kicking the grenade?Campan: Having a fake leg does not make you better at kicking things.  It usually makes you worse!Mort: You said it was a techno-leg.Campan: Yes!  That’s why I don’t suck at everything!*Take mutters something about that not being true*Campan: Usually, if you have a fake leg, that means you’ll wobble and you’re slow.Mort: Yes, but then we’d know that about you.  But you have a SUPERIOR leg, so you should be better at kicking.Campan: (sarcastic) Your logic astounds me.  You’re absolutely right.  I’ll do better next time.Roll Credits</blockquote>

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