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Post by Xenomarch on Sept 15, 2006 18:01:16 GMT -5
Looking at Hardcastle: "You any good with a rifle? I'm thinking we should have some who can cover us from afar. I can go in for on-site recon then meet up again with Jorinda and you if we need to go in force."
((OOC: What contacts do the 2 of you have to bring to this game? I got Blicks through one of mine and I really don't what to use Dom of the Eager Beaver unless Jorinda butters him up first. And if you do...Use a lot of butter, bunches and bunches.))
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Post by jblack on Sept 16, 2006 17:28:41 GMT -5
The drone had made it through the Barrens safely, and Jorinda lets out the breath she didn't realize she'd been holding. Prospects looked grim, but there may still be a way to take out the gangers.
Jorinda looks at Xeno. She thought he was nuts, going in for on-site recon, but then again, it would give them a better idea of the lay of the land.
"Sounds like as good a plan as any. But remember, we only got the hotel a couple days, and I doubt Jackson's patience is infinite."
(A decker, a secretary and as I recall we gained some English cops on that ripper run...and I'm not sure if she's on Dom's good side either)
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Post by Falindraun on Sept 16, 2006 23:51:11 GMT -5
"Not much experience with a rifle, how bout you?"
(a Former DocWagoneer, Gang Boss, English Government, Casacade Ork Police Captain, Four-Eyes, Jorinda and Dom)
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Post by jblack on Sept 18, 2006 22:49:47 GMT -5
Jorinda looks at Xeno. He was quiet. Too quiet. Was he up to something? Or was he just trying to stall, rather than admit he didn't know?
Jorinda breaks the silence finally. "I know I don't. Maybe I should learn?"
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Post by Xenomarch on Sept 19, 2006 0:21:50 GMT -5
"I barely use a pistol, clubs are my thing. I was just hoping is all. Jorinda, our assignment is to teach these gangers a lesson or complete wipe-out? If its a lesson, let's take out a couple lieutenants and maybe some of the muscle."
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Post by jblack on Sept 19, 2006 21:20:06 GMT -5
Jorinda ponders Jackson's words. He'd wanted them to pay.
"Probably teaching them a lesson would suffice, though finding out who's bankrolling them could net us a tidy bonus." Jorinda replies. "I think we'd be better off taking out some of the muscle and taking the lieutenants prisoner so we can pump them for info."
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Post by Braddoc on Sept 24, 2006 20:05:33 GMT -5
"Hey check it out guys, something's not right."
Blick's drone stopped over some roof-less building, only some long plastic cover was covering whatever was inside. The drone's thermal vision was show that it was emitting A LOT of heat. About a dozen person were also hanging outside all with pistols, SMGs, even 2 had AKs. "Dunno what that is, but emitting some heat like that, it could be a power generator..even if I can see some power cables." The plastic roof building was about 2-3 blocks South of the Crash site. "But even they don't seems to be able to dig in some power cables..but whatever that is, it seems important to being guarded like that."
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Post by jblack on Sept 24, 2006 21:28:29 GMT -5
Blicks interrupts the silence. Jorinda turns to look at the image on the screen 2-3 blocks from the crash site. She takes note of the presence of the guards. Seemed like a lot of heat just to be guarding something that wasn't so important.
On the other hand, attacking this building might be just what they needed to hit the gang hard. "Can you zero in on the colors they're wearing?" Jorinda asks. She didn't want to take out something that didn't belong to the Crushers. "Wanna make sure they're Crushers."
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Post by Braddoc on Sept 24, 2006 22:05:36 GMT -5
The drone zoomed in at the people around the building. 8 humans, 3 Orks and a Dwarf. Except for 3 humans, all were male. They also had some piece or orange clothing on them; either a battered vest a bandana, an arm-band. One Ork actually had an orange jumpsuit like the cons have, wearing a leather vest over it. Some had soft Kevlar vest on, while others didn't seems to be wearing protection at all.
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Post by jblack on Sept 24, 2006 22:45:34 GMT -5
Jorinda studies the feed. They were all wearing orange, but did that mean they were Crushers? Or just gangers of some other stripe?
"What do you think, are they Crushers?" She looks to the other two. She wasn't sure, she hoped that they were.
(Tag to the guys)
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Post by Xenomarch on Sept 25, 2006 7:35:34 GMT -5
"I wouldn't know one ganger from another." ((Underworld Politics: [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6] To recognize Gang colors?)) "But with that said I think any action is a good action?" <look of confusion> "Well any action against the gangs should make us tight with Jackson."[rand=0283588437151298675733864496473312976403620870352205148152036489151]
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Post by Braddoc on Sept 25, 2006 20:27:55 GMT -5
((You can't say if it's them or not, since you never really hang out in the Barrens and chit-chat with the locals, but the orange jumpsuit might have come from the prison's laundry, and since the prison towers ain't firing at the people around the crash site, chances are they are who you're looking for.))
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Post by Falindraun on Sept 25, 2006 22:14:08 GMT -5
"Well i say we go in for a closer look...in person."
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Post by jblack on Sept 25, 2006 23:33:33 GMT -5
Jorinda nods in agreement at John's statement. "Yeah, we ain't gonna accomplish anything standing around here."
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Post by Xenomarch on Sept 26, 2006 17:01:48 GMT -5
"I guess I make it unanimous. We might want to find some blueprints of the old Prison. Might help us." I'll start heading towards the door. "Well I suppose it's time for the aquisition of free transportation. Any particular make or model you guys want?"
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