Mental Bloc - IC

Reed

You do not find any mugshots after a quick search. One other noteworthy item is a cell phone, however. As far as reaching anyone in this organization, however, the only number you had was for Howard. His phone one looks like there are several numbers programmed into speed dial: Jake, mother, Oblomov, and Carruth.
 

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People jumping up from their tables. Chairs overturning. Waiters looking around in alarm. Chefs boiling from the backroom and colliding with the maitre'd who was running to the kitchen. Bedlam.

Perfect.

The moment after committing was a bittersweet thing. You'd just given up your freedom...going back was gone. You couldn't get to the other fork in the path now. But, on the other hand, once you committed, there was no reason not to give it your all. You traded the freedom to choose with the freedom to push the limits.

She didn't have to hold back anymore. There was a savage, bestial joy in that.

As flocks of diners started to head for the door, Ash ducked a bit low and skirted the outside of the crowd around towards the back of the restaurant, hoping to stay unseen amidst the distraction of the water and alarms, and the chaos of the fleeing patrons.

All she had to do was get to where they were before too many people were gone to hide her.
 

Lex, Male Cha3/Tel1 (Def 14, HP: 27/27, PP: 6/7 (5/7 free 0-lvl uses)

His left hand goes to his throat feeling the buzzing start there. 'Convulsions?!' he wonders silently in alarm. 'What the frak have I gotten myself into this time?!'

Then the sprinklers go off and all hell breaks loose. Everybody starts shouting and pushing for the front doors to get out of the restaraunt, but Lex's first reaction is to tilt his head back and swallow a couple gulps of the water showering down on him. 'Now to try and get outta here' he thinks to himself. Envisioning the glow spreading out from his mind, he shapes it to grab the near corners of the tablecloth of Perdue's table. Lifting and pushing the now waterlogged sheet up and forward to try and drape it over Perdue while spilling all of the drinks and dishes on him in the bargain. Between that and the sprinklers, he hopes to be able to move away from the goons and towards the back door into the kitchen. 'Lots of fun things in there to throw at these guys, and a little more privacy in case I gotta pull out the Eagle...' Lex continues to think to himself, not yet trusting his throat or voice.

[sblock=OOC]Use Control Object (1 PP) to try and move soaked tablecloth (and therefore all the dishes on it) over 'Perdue'.[/sblock]
 




Reed slowly walks down the hall to the elevator, his worn out boots making very little noise. In the elevator, he removes and pockets his ski mask, shaking his shoulder length har to make it neat. As Reed steps outside, he looks around him, assesing the parking lot for any potential threats. (OOC: New cars, people sitting in cars, or loitering about, etc.)

I guess my only lead is Desiderio's. If Howard was meeting someone else there, they must be at the resteraunt already. It's probably a bad idea to start dialing random numbers on Howard's phone right now, but Howard did say something about bringing Lex to the Russian. Oblomov sounds like a pretty Russian name to me. Best to wait, probably to call this Oblamov guy. Hang on! What if all of this is a setup to bring me into a trap? This is big problem.

Reed's brow wrinkles at the dificult decision that has been forced on him. The wrinkles seem perfectly natural on a face acustomed to worrying.

Whoever this guru guy Howard was with was obviously against Them, and I've been running for too long. I want to help the guru...unless the guru is made up too. I guess it's worth the risk. If They knew about me, They'd just find me and kill me, all this secret efort would be a waste of time. I suppouse that decides it then. I'll go to Desiderio's and see if I can find the guy Howard wanted to meet.

As Reed drives past Desiderio's to get an idea of his surroundings, he sees the crowd of panicked patrons fleeing through doors that are too small to fit all of them. He also sees the sprinkelers spraying water on a largely imaginary fire. His releif is visible when he sees there is no smoke.

It looks like something's up in ther. I bet it's Them. This can't possibly be a coincidence.

Reed swings his car into a parking spot vacated only a moment earlier by a patron. He pulls on his ski mask again and steps out of the car. He looks over the throng of people, checking to see if Lex is among them. He also keeps an ear out for the wailing of sirens. Also, he draws his revolver, holding it low and out of easy sight to prevent any further panic in the stampeding crowd.

(OOC: At what point in the fight would I be arriving. Also, what kind of windows does Desiderio's have, and can Reed see the fight inside. If they're big picture windows, then Reed will just smash one and step in)
 
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Reed arrives just as Lex is moving the tablecloth over Perdue. Drinks and plates clatter off the sides of the table. The tablecloth looks like an agitated ghost trying to cover him.

"It's him! Stop him!" he yells from behind the wet fabric. His two helpers rise from the table and will try to engage you this round.
 


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