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<blockquote data-quote="DrZombie" data-source="post: 5739516" data-attributes="member: 15640">The sound of several bolts being pulled back resound in the entrance. What looks to be a weathered plasteel door opens slowly and opens in a long narrow corridor with the classic murder-holes and bunker-style shooting holes at the far end. A sharp turn repeats the the architectural lack of style and brings Rat and McLane to the warehouse. A large, dimly lit and dusty storage space filled with nondescript crates of various size, circled by a corrugated walkway populated by a few humanoid shapes who lurk in the shadows.The only brightly-lit area is a windowed office. A rotund man with combed-back greasy hair matched by his smile sits behind an elaborate desk and stands up when you are escorted to him.“Greetings, greetings.” he says with an insincere smile.“You have the package, yes?”An intermezzo of slightly heightened tension ensues when Rat reaches for the package a tad too quick for the liking of the guards.Zhyltar looks at the package distrustingly, and says with a flat voice .“This has been tampered with.”In a waterfall of words Rat explains the extreme hardships of the fight on the train and the extreme measures he’s had to take to make sure the Arbites didn’t get hold of the package.(McLane roll awareness)In the meanwhile, outside:The first impressions are being exchanged between the new and the older members of the group, when...(roll awareness)</blockquote>

[QUOTE="DrZombie, post: 5739516, member: 15640"] The sound of several bolts being pulled back resound in the entrance. What looks to be a weathered plasteel door opens slowly and opens in a long narrow corridor with the classic murder-holes and bunker-style shooting holes at the far end. A sharp turn repeats the the architectural lack of style and brings Rat and McLane to the warehouse. A large, dimly lit and dusty storage space filled with nondescript crates of various size, circled by a corrugated walkway populated by a few humanoid shapes who lurk in the shadows. The only brightly-lit area is a windowed office. A rotund man with combed-back greasy hair matched by his smile sits behind an elaborate desk and stands up when you are escorted to him. “Greetings, greetings.” he says with an insincere smile. “You have the package, yes?” An intermezzo of slightly heightened tension ensues when Rat reaches for the package a tad too quick for the liking of the guards. Zhyltar looks at the package distrustingly, and says with a flat voice . “This has been tampered with.” In a waterfall of words Rat explains the extreme hardships of the fight on the train and the extreme measures he’s had to take to make sure the Arbites didn’t get hold of the package. (McLane roll awareness) In the meanwhile, outside: The first impressions are being exchanged between the new and the older members of the group, when... (roll awareness) [/QUOTE]

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