Gaming w/Jemal: Mutant Apocalypse Issue 1

Felix decided to sprint further away while slowing his pace only enough to secure a stealthy escape.
OoC: Not much for me to do here, Felix is sneaky, and so is Laura for that matter, odds are with the chaos they can get out easy enough thanks to Felix’s rather crazed Stealth rank.
 

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Frost

Frost steps back from the roof's edge and creates an ice decoy of himself. The ice and snow look of the costume certainly helps.
Then he tries to get down other side of the building using his ice surfing abilities and to vanish into another ally to get lost of most of the costume, but a cover for his face.

[sblock=OOC]
using Create as a standard action (he also has the sculpting skill) to make a rough decoy to fool the agents and draw some shots.

then the move action to ice surf away (which is faster than Felix' movement, but slower than Cass' telekinetic flight)

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Frost

HP 1

conditions: normal

defenses:
DODGE 7
PARRY 7
FORTITUDE 9
TOUGHNESS 12 (10 Impervious)
WILL 8

Immunity (poison, disease, crit, suffocation, cold)

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Cassandra, believing that she hasn't yet been seen, decides to try to impede the police's ability to give chase. One of the golem's massive, blunt, clublike 'hands' descends in a howl of screeching ice to crush the engine block of one of the police cars!

Over the radio bud she whispers, "This is all going to hell...I can't move and make this monster go at the same time. What do you want me to do?"
 


She pushes the creature backward, so it wouldn't fall on top of anyone, then scurries down the roof away from the fracas.

"Okay, I'm outta here. Meet you at the rendezvous point."

Cass reached the fire escape and started hastily clambering down, ladder by ladder, until she was on the ground. There she took a breath to compose herself, and produced her camera.

Venturing out onto the sidewalk, she started snapping pictures of the scene as the ice giant went slack and pitched over slowly backwards as the front of it was pitted and fell away in chunks under the withing fire from the police.

As a cheer went up from the people who had gathered to rubberneck, Cassandra echoed it, and ducked behind them to get out of sight behind another building before hurrying to the spot where she was to meet the others.
 


The hail of bullets finally brings down the monstrous Ice-golem to the cheer of those foolhardy enough to stay and watch.. which is sadly a fairly large number. Several of the agents join in, but are shortly silenced by their radios. urging them to action. Several of them head into the alleys where Frost and Uomo were as Cassandra and Grid loose themselves in the crowd, hoping that the others have gotten away safely.

As Frost retreats from the edge of the building, an ice sculpture of him grows in his place, only to be quickly shredded by automatic weapons fire tearing into the decoy. His smirk at his clever ruse disappears though, as in his surfing he sees Uomo being chased down an alley by three Agents.

Uomo's long life has been fraught with many tense chases, though, and as he glances up, seeing Frost about to come to his aid, he shakes his head "Get out, comrade, I shall loose them.". The old man returns his attention to his chase then. It takes him several turns and back streets, but Uomo is at last able to loose the agents without resorting to lethal means, and backtracks to where William is parked.

By the time the old man shows up, everybody else is waiting impatiently and somewhat worried.. everybody except Laura and Felix.

-Felix and Laura-

While the fracas was going on in the street and the alleys on the other side, the sneaky pair managed to get themselves several blocks from the commotion before Felix slowed, somewhat winded by the exertion as he finally sets Laura down so they may take a roundabout walk back to Williams truck. They walk in relative silence for a few moments, and Felix is unable to shake the feeling that someone is watching him. Thinking they have a tail, they attempt to shake it, winding through back streets and dissapearing into buildings, but after several minutes of evasion, they are both growing more and more certain that someone is following them, despite being unable to spot whoever or whatever it is.

OOC:
Felix and Laura need Perception checks and Will saves. if they attempt to use phone/radio, they find they are unable to get a signal. I also need to know if they plan to continue trying to evade their pursuer, try to confront it, or ignore it and head back to the meeting spot.
*Also, Zerith, I need you to specify which form Felix is in at any given time. I've assumed for now that he's in Human form as you had planned in the OOC thread.*

The rest have regrouped at Williams truck, seemingly back at square one, without Laura and Felix - only now there are agents scouring the city for rogue mutants.

You are out of combat and don't seem to have been tracked, so it's back to Roleplaying time, and figuring out whether to wait for the others, go looking for them, or head out of town before the search expands.

Grid needs a perception check.
 

"Well, that didn't turrn as I expected, but it also didn't turrn as I fearred it could! So I say we did a good job, comrrades." He says, evidently winded by the chase. "Had been some yearrs since I had to outrrun someone! My old bones seem to be upset about it, Ha Ha!" he takes a seat at the van and crosses his arms behind his back. "Now all we have to do is wait for Catboy and ourr tarrget to arrive." The seems to remember something. "We need to get rid of these costumes!" he points out and start taking the suit off.
 

Terry Quinlan, The Grid

Terry looks about, clearly unnerved by the whole experience.

"You know, nobody shot guns at me when I was just a hacker..." he says in a lame attempt at humor.

He looks around nervously, for Felix or Laura.

"Shouldn't they have been here by now?" he asks. "I mean, Felix is way faster than us on foot, and he didn't have to muck about with agents.

"You don't think someone stopped them, do you? Should I try to scan for police bands? What's the native word for were-cat?"


[sblock=ooc]Perception (1d20+9=18)[/sblock]
 

"I think it's something like, 'Ohmygoditsawerecat,'" Cassandra says with a wry grin. "That word transcends language."

She looks at her watch. "He's a little late, but if they were being chased, or if he still has to carry her, that could slow them down. Besides, him being fast might just mean they have longer to go to get back. Lets give the a little more time."
 

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