Post by darkstar on Apr 20, 2006 13:42:29 GMT -5
"Caio." says Monks voice from the speakerphone before a slightly
audible click as his line disconnects.
Placing his hand on Hellion's shoulder Bang asks, "You going to be
ok big fella?" Then looking over towards Star, "Star?"
"He is stable now. We will need to aid him more, but it can wait
until we reach the base," Star says, and then leans back with an
audible sigh and closes her eyes.
"I could stand to do without any more ambushes for a bit. At least
until I'm back up to something resembling intact." Hellion glances
down at the ruin of his suit (and self), "I lose waaay too many of
these suits this way..."
Focusing on the road, Tank adds, "Not a good way to start a mission.
Anyone recognize those dreks?"
After a brief discussion the consensus to Tank's query is no, but
then again no one got a look at any of them either, since they were
all wearing full faced security helmets. So it was decided that
someone should call the limo gang, and see how they are doing, and
if they can nab one of the bodies to bring back to the complex to
see if a positive ID can be rendered with closer examination.
Bang volunteers to call and dials up Chain. "Yeah," Chain yells,
trying to talk over the sounds of Tortuga cursing in the
background `pinche madre…' and squealing tires.
"What's going on you guys okay," Bang asks with a concerned look
upon his face.
"Well we're alive…" Chain says as the sounds of tires screeching and
Tortuga's rant continues. `chingalo! Te voy a romper la madre!' "…
for now," he adds sarcastically. "Tortuga got the limo going, but we
got heat on us now. I'll call you back," Chain shouts followed by a
resounding `CLICK' sound as he hangs up.
Tank stays on course, navigating his way back the complex as
planned, as the group waits for a returned call from Chain. After
awhile you get the impression that Tank isn't taking the most direct
root, but a safe one nonetheless. Like a Swiss watch, the Westwind
and it's crew arrives at the complex in 63 minutes just as Tank
promised, with no sighs of anyone pursuing.
As the group arrives, Hellion volunteers to scout the alley with the
aid of Star's invisibility spell, while Bang and Star astrally scout
the area. With no apparent sign of any threats, Tank `buzzes' the
door and drives in.
Once securely parked in the complex, Bang's phone rings. "It's
Chain," he says as he answers so all can hear. "Tell me you got good
news," he adds.
"Well with some nifty driving from Tort, we managed to ditch the
heat for now. We are hanging low in the rail yard near the stadium.
We found a garage down here where it looks like someone is storing
some very old office furniture. I was able to get us in with my
Maglock passkey. Tort thinks, and the rest of us agree, that the
limo is too hot to drive now. So the plan is we are going to wait
for Tort's friends to arrive with a car for us to use. I made a call
to a buddy of mine who is going to come and pick up the limo on a
covered trailer tomorrow morning. Ashi was able to reprogram the
code on the alarm system so it should be safe until then. As soon as
our car arrives we will head back to the complex. Ashi is a bit
banged up but I think we will be ok until we get there. Has anyone
heard from Monk," Chain asks.
"Yeah, as it turns out he got ambushed too. He didn't go into much
detail but it sounds like he is okay," Bang replies.
"Ok well lets plan on everyone meeting back at the complex in about
an hour. We need to figure out what's going on and what to do from
here. Call Monk and see if he can make it," Chain asks.
Chain hangs up and the group splits off to their respective rooms.
audible click as his line disconnects.
Placing his hand on Hellion's shoulder Bang asks, "You going to be
ok big fella?" Then looking over towards Star, "Star?"
"He is stable now. We will need to aid him more, but it can wait
until we reach the base," Star says, and then leans back with an
audible sigh and closes her eyes.
"I could stand to do without any more ambushes for a bit. At least
until I'm back up to something resembling intact." Hellion glances
down at the ruin of his suit (and self), "I lose waaay too many of
these suits this way..."
Focusing on the road, Tank adds, "Not a good way to start a mission.
Anyone recognize those dreks?"
After a brief discussion the consensus to Tank's query is no, but
then again no one got a look at any of them either, since they were
all wearing full faced security helmets. So it was decided that
someone should call the limo gang, and see how they are doing, and
if they can nab one of the bodies to bring back to the complex to
see if a positive ID can be rendered with closer examination.
Bang volunteers to call and dials up Chain. "Yeah," Chain yells,
trying to talk over the sounds of Tortuga cursing in the
background `pinche madre…' and squealing tires.
"What's going on you guys okay," Bang asks with a concerned look
upon his face.
"Well we're alive…" Chain says as the sounds of tires screeching and
Tortuga's rant continues. `chingalo! Te voy a romper la madre!' "…
for now," he adds sarcastically. "Tortuga got the limo going, but we
got heat on us now. I'll call you back," Chain shouts followed by a
resounding `CLICK' sound as he hangs up.
Tank stays on course, navigating his way back the complex as
planned, as the group waits for a returned call from Chain. After
awhile you get the impression that Tank isn't taking the most direct
root, but a safe one nonetheless. Like a Swiss watch, the Westwind
and it's crew arrives at the complex in 63 minutes just as Tank
promised, with no sighs of anyone pursuing.
As the group arrives, Hellion volunteers to scout the alley with the
aid of Star's invisibility spell, while Bang and Star astrally scout
the area. With no apparent sign of any threats, Tank `buzzes' the
door and drives in.
Once securely parked in the complex, Bang's phone rings. "It's
Chain," he says as he answers so all can hear. "Tell me you got good
news," he adds.
"Well with some nifty driving from Tort, we managed to ditch the
heat for now. We are hanging low in the rail yard near the stadium.
We found a garage down here where it looks like someone is storing
some very old office furniture. I was able to get us in with my
Maglock passkey. Tort thinks, and the rest of us agree, that the
limo is too hot to drive now. So the plan is we are going to wait
for Tort's friends to arrive with a car for us to use. I made a call
to a buddy of mine who is going to come and pick up the limo on a
covered trailer tomorrow morning. Ashi was able to reprogram the
code on the alarm system so it should be safe until then. As soon as
our car arrives we will head back to the complex. Ashi is a bit
banged up but I think we will be ok until we get there. Has anyone
heard from Monk," Chain asks.
"Yeah, as it turns out he got ambushed too. He didn't go into much
detail but it sounds like he is okay," Bang replies.
"Ok well lets plan on everyone meeting back at the complex in about
an hour. We need to figure out what's going on and what to do from
here. Call Monk and see if he can make it," Chain asks.
Chain hangs up and the group splits off to their respective rooms.