"This is getting really complicated," Cassandra mutters. "We need a stiff dose of Keep It Simple. Can we distract the agents watching her long enough to grab her and run? We can explain the situation as we go. Or what if we put an anonymous call to the police accusing them of stalking? They'll be able to talk their way out of it...but it could keep them busy at just the right moment."
Gaming w/Jemal: Mutant Apocalypse Issue 1
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Walking Dad
First Post
Frost
"I'm not sure how it works in this parts of the world, but can they not just show a badge or something? ANd they would be warned something is happening.
If we do the simple grab and run, we should at least disable their vehicles to avoid a chase."
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Frost
HP 1
conditions: normal
defenses:
DODGE 7 (1)
PARRY 7 (1)
FORTITUDE 9 (7)
TOUGHNESS 12 (10 Impervious)
WILL 8 (6)
Immunity (poison, disease, crit, suffocation, cold)
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"I'm not sure how it works in this parts of the world, but can they not just show a badge or something? ANd they would be warned something is happening.
If we do the simple grab and run, we should at least disable their vehicles to avoid a chase."
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Frost
HP 1
conditions: normal
defenses:
DODGE 7 (1)
PARRY 7 (1)
FORTITUDE 9 (7)
TOUGHNESS 12 (10 Impervious)
WILL 8 (6)
Immunity (poison, disease, crit, suffocation, cold)
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Jemal
Adventurer
William clears his throat "Well you have disguises and have not yet been noticed, I would suggest the Grid speak with the young lass in the room before we make any further plans for her. If she is as dangerous as I have been led to believe, then surprising her and attempting to extract in the middle of a possible gunfight would not be the best of ideas."
Walking Dad
First Post
"I like the sound of this... but we should be sure the line is not traceable."
Terry Quinlan, The Grid
"Well, if we want to keep it simple, the simplest way to figure out her room is the front desk. If I can get the number, then I just need an outlet.
"As for a line, for as short a call as we're planning, the closest pay phone should work."
Barring objections, the young man exits the van to look for the closest pay phone.
"Well, if we want to keep it simple, the simplest way to figure out her room is the front desk. If I can get the number, then I just need an outlet.
"As for a line, for as short a call as we're planning, the closest pay phone should work."
Barring objections, the young man exits the van to look for the closest pay phone.
Voda Vosa
First Post
"Good, contact our subject and inform her, if she is unaware, that she is being watched and guarded, and that we want to free her from it." Agrees Uomo. As Grid and Cassandra exit, the big man rubs his chin for a moment, and then points at Frost, as if he could read his thoughts.
"I know of someone who could also be of aid, if haste is a matter of essence." Uomo adds. He reaches for his phone, and digits Felix's cell phone. He knew the kid was just recruited, and had 0 experience in field work, but he also knew about his gift, as the jerks of this organization called the mutations. "... This is Agent 0 here, I need you at the hotel Mare Curacao, on Plaia bonita street, between Lisboa and Porto allegre streets. Haste and discretion is at the essence here." the communication is short, concise and carried out in german.
"I know of someone who could also be of aid, if haste is a matter of essence." Uomo adds. He reaches for his phone, and digits Felix's cell phone. He knew the kid was just recruited, and had 0 experience in field work, but he also knew about his gift, as the jerks of this organization called the mutations. "... This is Agent 0 here, I need you at the hotel Mare Curacao, on Plaia bonita street, between Lisboa and Porto allegre streets. Haste and discretion is at the essence here." the communication is short, concise and carried out in german.
Walking Dad
First Post
Frost
Frost looks confused at Uomo for pointing at him just before phoning some kraut by the sound of the language.
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VV, I really don't understand why Uomo pointed at Frost
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Frost
HP 1
conditions: normal
defenses:
DODGE 7 (1)
PARRY 7 (1)
FORTITUDE 9 (7)
TOUGHNESS 12 (10 Impervious)
WILL 8 (6)
Immunity (poison, disease, crit, suffocation, cold)
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Frost looks confused at Uomo for pointing at him just before phoning some kraut by the sound of the language.
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VV, I really don't understand why Uomo pointed at Frost
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Frost
HP 1
conditions: normal
defenses:
DODGE 7 (1)
PARRY 7 (1)
FORTITUDE 9 (7)
TOUGHNESS 12 (10 Impervious)
WILL 8 (6)
Immunity (poison, disease, crit, suffocation, cold)
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Felix was not thrilled at being called off schedule all, he was worried that he had somehow, inadvertently managed to foul something up.
The phone vibrated in his pocket and he jerked in reaction, before reaching into his pocket and pulling it out, flipping the lid and getting an earful.
‘Scheiße...‘ he thought with an iritated twitch of his left eye “How rude, he hung up...“ Felix muttered to himself before looking about the room, and then to Laura he grinned, meekly and stretched his arms behind his head while interlocking his fingers together and standing up from his previously squatting position.
He closed his eyes to ponder just how to excuse himself without intriguing her, and giving him the potential to be away, indefinitely, while also avoiding any possible tail, and doing so quickly. ‘he could have at least given me the full address…’ Felix thought to himself while pondering if his new destination was within easy weakling distance.
Felix held the stretched pose for a second before easing out of it and stating “I… Might be heading home…” with a tang of worry and stress in his otherwise emotionless tone. “I’ll call the room if I’m not coming back…” he trailed off while taking a few pondering steps towards the door, and his backpack, before twirling around, grinningly, and chirping “But I hope I’ll be back soon!” happily.
Hastily he sprung backwards, landing beside his backpack, and the door, whipped around to his pack, unzipped one pocket pulled out a small role of bills(one of several), pout it down on the ground and then zipping out the door skippingly, ignoring any objection’s Laura may have given, with a faked grin, and towards the front desk with ‘a grin and wonder list’ he was was observant to everything around him, his eyes not lingering on anything that did not meet his gaze in anything but puzzlement; the among the only kind of person who would examine an apparent child, acting like an energetic child, with inquisitive eyes were surveillance who he would want to lose before implying were he wanted to go with anyone, much less heading there.
As he left the room’s door he rezipped the pocket and slung the pack around his shoulders.
Assuming he did not notice anyone fallowing him, Laura for example, he would ask the desk attendant were he could find the hotel in question and, if it was more than just a few blocks, if he could purchase a local map.
In any case, he would walk out of the lobby, with a small smile and gazing about in no particular direction while noting what faces were around him and were, such as the van that had no good reason to still be around except to be keeping tabs on some poor sap. ‘Ahhh… I’d hate to be the one that managed to get tracked by those armatures…’ Felix thought smugly to himself, while failing to note the connection.
He would walk a few aimless blocks and then look around to see if he saw someone who he had seen while exiting the hotel, and then making his way towards the hotel in question while noting, and renoting, who was behind him, and what they were doing in an attempt to avoid being tailed.
Assuming he got to the hotel without incident, and no one was there to meet him he would, rather meekly find a seat, sit down and dial the number that called him and say “Ich bin hier.“ Hesitantly. He did not exactly know what e was to do when he reached the destination.
[German for “I’m here“ ;3]
The phone vibrated in his pocket and he jerked in reaction, before reaching into his pocket and pulling it out, flipping the lid and getting an earful.
‘Scheiße...‘ he thought with an iritated twitch of his left eye “How rude, he hung up...“ Felix muttered to himself before looking about the room, and then to Laura he grinned, meekly and stretched his arms behind his head while interlocking his fingers together and standing up from his previously squatting position.
He closed his eyes to ponder just how to excuse himself without intriguing her, and giving him the potential to be away, indefinitely, while also avoiding any possible tail, and doing so quickly. ‘he could have at least given me the full address…’ Felix thought to himself while pondering if his new destination was within easy weakling distance.
Felix held the stretched pose for a second before easing out of it and stating “I… Might be heading home…” with a tang of worry and stress in his otherwise emotionless tone. “I’ll call the room if I’m not coming back…” he trailed off while taking a few pondering steps towards the door, and his backpack, before twirling around, grinningly, and chirping “But I hope I’ll be back soon!” happily.
Hastily he sprung backwards, landing beside his backpack, and the door, whipped around to his pack, unzipped one pocket pulled out a small role of bills(one of several), pout it down on the ground and then zipping out the door skippingly, ignoring any objection’s Laura may have given, with a faked grin, and towards the front desk with ‘a grin and wonder list’ he was was observant to everything around him, his eyes not lingering on anything that did not meet his gaze in anything but puzzlement; the among the only kind of person who would examine an apparent child, acting like an energetic child, with inquisitive eyes were surveillance who he would want to lose before implying were he wanted to go with anyone, much less heading there.
As he left the room’s door he rezipped the pocket and slung the pack around his shoulders.
Assuming he did not notice anyone fallowing him, Laura for example, he would ask the desk attendant were he could find the hotel in question and, if it was more than just a few blocks, if he could purchase a local map.
In any case, he would walk out of the lobby, with a small smile and gazing about in no particular direction while noting what faces were around him and were, such as the van that had no good reason to still be around except to be keeping tabs on some poor sap. ‘Ahhh… I’d hate to be the one that managed to get tracked by those armatures…’ Felix thought smugly to himself, while failing to note the connection.
He would walk a few aimless blocks and then look around to see if he saw someone who he had seen while exiting the hotel, and then making his way towards the hotel in question while noting, and renoting, who was behind him, and what they were doing in an attempt to avoid being tailed.
Assuming he got to the hotel without incident, and no one was there to meet him he would, rather meekly find a seat, sit down and dial the number that called him and say “Ich bin hier.“ Hesitantly. He did not exactly know what e was to do when he reached the destination.
[German for “I’m here“ ;3]
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