Chance at the Majors IC

As soon as the link is broken he takes over the drone feeds, piping them to the others.  Damn. What the frag next.   Camera feeds are down, drones still good.  Breaking into a cold sweat as Teckster links back in.  Roger that Teckster.  What the frag now.  He checks the drone feeds for anything while he considers options.

Raén:
Raén groans a little at the thought of having to lift the filthy human.

She looks up at the Indian man as he is speaking to the emergency operator.

You! Yes, you! come help me with this woman. Pick her up....

Raén adjusts the man's grip on the unconscious woman and positions his hands for him to perform the Heimlich maneuver. Not usually recommend for an unconscious patient, but desperate times...

After a few tries the woman's muscle reflexes causes her to vomit. Unfortunately for Raén wasn't able to move away fast enough to avoid some of the splash of the woman's stomach contents. On the upside, it was only on her boots.

Raén immediately ordered the man to lay the woman back down and after a quick wiping on the woman's shirt, reinserted the CPR tube. At least her throat hadn't closed! She instructed him in how to continue to perform CPR until the Doc Wagon arrived about 5 minutes later.

Time: 12:21 PM

Two Doc Wagon EMTs run up with a gurney and large medical kit.

EMT 1 Immediately begins to prep the gurney while EMT 2 opens his medical kit and gives the woman a quick check.

EMT 2: What happened?

"Finally. This woman has broken down and stopped breathing. My medkit says it is an anaphyl acting shock. Some kind of allergy."

She sighed in relief. "I kept breathing the woman. And I made herthrow up ... I mean... empty her belly. right onto my boots... I hope it was enough. Now help her and get her to a hospital. Yes? And get her out of my sight. Sionas accent was still quite thick, probably caused by the stress.

"I will now go and let you work. Wow what a day. With that she attempted to wander off.

As as he sees Raén start to back off in his drone feeds he mutters into his comm.  Raén. Don't respond, listen. That little dog is a bio-drone and I think it's got a spider riding it. It is probably close enough to hear you even if you mutter. Let's see if it keeps following you  Feeling a strange conflict of professional fascination and moral disgust he focuses the attention of one drone on the dog and starts recording that feed.   Get this on record just in case. Fraggin creepy hooped dreck.  Teck. When this is all done I need to talk with you about the software I am sorely lacking.  Back to business.  Coming on the half mark, how's everyone doing?

The second EMT sets down his (much larger) med kit and quickly pulls out an odd, large plastic device that looks similar to a syringe, but without the long needle or plunger. Jamming the device against the woman's neck, the EMT thumbs the button. The two men immediately move the woman to the gurney.

The two KE patrol men arrive and start to clear the crowed from around the ambulance. However, before they can finish...

Some hoots and yells draw your attention as a couple of gangers ride their bikes off Seneca into the park. Dressed in black, they have jack o’ lanterns blazoned on their jackets and they’re wearing devil masks on their faces. A sudden great eruption of flame and you realize one of them, no wait, both of them, have fragging flamethrowers…and they’re heading straight for the crowd and pavilion!

Joker:
I can't get a clear shot from here. The crowd is in the way! He shoots through the secure line as the two gangers pull further into the park. The crowd is trying to disperse, but it is bedlam as they don't know which way to go, often colliding with or impeding each other in their efforts to get away.

Killer Cat: Pavilion Roof

Cat assumed a combat position, she had already been looking through the scope. It was how she told the operator her distance... She had her eye on the situation instead of the posts she was asked to watch for starters, but it seem as though she should be helping some how, so that's why she made the call and had an eye out luckily when the Gangers peeled in with there hogs...

Her threat to mission assessments of them Zoom to a staggering 6 When she combined the attention they were creating with the weapons they were carrying lastly was collateral damage consideration: The crowed they were baring down on was from what she could tell not prepared for this kind of assault, and the KE seem to be caught off guard or stuck in molasses as well. She settled on immediate action in almost no time and Combat mode was accepted without orders, orders had already been given... Also at the same time in her head the thing that was gonna keep the KE's off there balance was the mobility of the bikes, as appose to being on foot... So she decided instead of shooting them in the head. She would leave that up to the officers... Just then the answer came to her in the split second between deciding to act, and coming to her knees. She saw in her mind the wheels spinning very slow but her eyes were watching them through the scope... watching with the cross hairs. She checked distance felt the wind blowing through her hair, and assumed a wind gust with out much effort. Some split second Math and she fired at the tire...

Tire shot Agility 6, Long Arms(Sniper rifles) 8, Improved Ability(combat)(Long arms) 1, Smart System +2 = 17dice (17d6.hits(5)=5)

The lead bike's front axel rips apart as the bullet forces the hydrolic fluid to exapand with levels of PSI the steal was not designed to handle. Especially after being damaged. The ganger goes flying over the top of his bike as it jerks under him. Only his cat-like reflexes and heightened state of adrenaline keeping him from smashing his masked head into the plasticrete walk. After rolling for a few feet, the slot skids to a halt.

He stands shakily, then sprints to retrieve the flame thrower he dropped in the crash.

The bike continues to flip and spin for another 2 meters and then slides, grinding and sparking for an additional 3 before slamming into some of the members in the crowd. People begin screaming even louder as the bedlam increases. The crowd surges away from the bikers, many trying to get past the ambulance and headed toward the perceived safety of the pavilion. The police, flanking the ambulance appear as though they might be overrun by the panicked crowd any second now.

Well we seem to be getting some heavier hitters this time. With all the commotion going on Teckster decides to move to the north west corner as to keep an eye on the west and north sides of the building. We don't want to be pulled into a fight leave a side open and then lose the job. As Teckster runs over to the NW corner he radio's the team telling him what he is doing. I'm moving to cover the north west corner that will let me keep eyes on the west and North side. If this gets any worse I will add my help. Teckster couldn't really see the action from where he was but he was covering 2 sides now the team only had to cover the east side maybe with the ability to give aid to the south side that has the gangers approaching from.

The larger ganger (G1) speeds past his fallen comrade, barreling into the crowd. Wage-slaves and day trippers alike dive awkwardly aside as his bike roars through the crowd. He skids to a halt at the last moment near the Ambulance, letting a burst of flame spew across the cabin. The paint darkens while the light rack on the roof ignites, throwing sparks through the air.

All he can see from his position is the flames cooking the ambulance. The drone feeds show more but that doesn't help right now. Roger that Teckster, I'm holding on the east side. He fists his pistol and keeps his eyes peelied, waiting for a threat or target.

The crowd surges around the Ambulance, It takes of his concentration, but the Knight Errant Patrol officer that had stayed and talked to Raén struggles to keep his balance and tries to press through the crowd. He shouts as loudly as he can, "Get this Ambulance moving! Mow the bastard down if you have to!"

The Ambulance driver complies more out of shock than anything else, but all he really does is take his foot of the brake, causing the vehicle to slowly begin to push forward. Most of the crowd had taken to climbing into the planter's boxes to escape the insane gangers as well as each other! However, 10 people seem to be making a break for the pavilion.

Siona watched the approach in horror. Stupid, violent, barbaric humans! When the flamethrowers ignited, she crouched down startled, but only a second. Her initial fear and panic ashamed the elf. She was part of the very elite after all. How dared they to make her afraid of humans?

I'll show you how to control the elements!

Siona concentrated, hard. She spread her four arms slightly, gathering mana as if to grasp it with all four hands. It was the last spell she had learned from her mentor. And by far te most difficult yet. She would show them.

Casting Lightning Force 3 Mag5+ Spellcasting4= 9d Drain resistance, DV= F/2+3 = 4. Cha6+Will5=11d (9d6. hits(5)=3, 11d6. hits(5)=7) ( 3 hits on spellcasting, 7 hits on drain (of 11 dice) no drain occuring.)

Electricity sizzled from each of her twenty fingertips, condensing into four balls of pure current, from which lightning stretched out, connecting in front of her at roughly heart level and then extending with the speed of thought, towards the ganger burning the docwagon car. All of that happened in the blink of an eye, like lightning happens to do.

Raén:
The Lightning bolt arced along the link Raén had hastily established between her and the ganger. As the spell barreled through the crowed it singed clothing and flesh, caused hair to stand on end and left scorch marks along the side of the ambulance.

The bolt's passage has not gone unnoticed by the ganger, who releases the clutch lever on his bike in time to have it jerk him to the other side of the ambulance, and thus to safety. The spell attempts to maintain the link, but runs into the rubberized tires of the ambulance and discharges in a shower of sparks and light. The wheel well is blackened, and some of the tread is melted, but the tires seem to still be functional.

On the up side, only 5 people are now trying to get to the pavilion, as the other 5 dove for cover in the planter's box as the spell lifted their hair and tingled their backsides.

The smell of slightly singed flesh and hair hung pungent in the air.

The younger Knight Errant officer flanking the east side of the ambulance had been pushed to the ground by the people running for the Pavilion. As he saw the front tire of the bike pull into view, he rolled under the ambulance trying to retrieve his fallen gun.

Joker:
This is it, time to take action before this job get's scrubbed. Joker quickly runs east along the front of the Pavilion until he gains a line of sight on the mounted ganger. Remembering that there are cops present, Joker decides to activates his cyber armslides to slip his Thunderbolts into his waiting hands instead of his Vipers.

He two guns come to bear, taking a moment to magnify his vision and sight on the hapless thug. Joker's voice roars out over the crowd's screams. Get DOWN!! before the twin Thunderbolts roar.

Ruger Thunderbolts (6d6.hits(5)=3, 6d6.hits(5)=0) Critical Glitch!

The biker's jerks a bit as the first shot punches through his jacket. The second shot tears through the side mirror on the ambulance, showering the slot in bits of glass. This Also causes the Ambulance driver to slam on the gas and haul out as fast as he can. Narrowly avoiding any remaining pedestrians!

Joker's guns sing again as the first assault's echo still hangs in the air.
Ruger Thunderbolts (4d6.hits(5)=1, 4d6.hits(5)=3)
The ganger tries to dive away from the bike as the volley roars forth, but catches his cut on it in his haste, not being able to avoid either shot as he tumbles over the bike.
The first shot catches his mask as he falls forward, jerking his head back painfully, but not penetrating the armor.
The second shot rips through his now exposed shoulder, blasting a major hole in his back. He goes down in a pool of rapidly widening blood.

The last few park goers that were headed toward the pavilion rethink their earlier decision and head into the tree boxes to get out of the way of the maniac shooting at them!

Joker was in play one down but she could not let up something had clicked inside the “Cat” after the first shot, and it was now a Killer!
The other biker still in her cross hairs was probably about to make life bad for a lot of people she took a deep breath, and pulled the trigger...

Shooting last biker: Agility 6, Long Arms(Sniper rifles) 8, Improved Ability(combat)(Long arms) 1, Smart System +2 = 17dice = 7 hits omg!

ZZZZZzzzzz... Thwap!!! Contact She did not bother to confirm the kill, it was a solid hit, she knew, and Joker or the others could subdue what was left of him. It was over, or at least these would be aggressors were handled, she figured... She was now feeling a little vulnerable. Every bone in her body telling her not to be there on the roof when the rest of the police force came a looking... She ducked down, and started breaking her rifle down it was time to move... The suit case still open she began her task...

Sub-Vocal Mic:

"Guys I'm Changing My position Unless..."(she stopped her breakdown before using the first tool) She said "you want me to stay here, Then in that case ill just lay low but I think this nest is compromised..."

She waited for a team decision none the worst for ware Though she was pretty sure she just killed some one and for the first time....

The second ganger had just started to rise with his retrieved flamethrower when his body flew back a few feet and slammed into the ground. He didn't move after that.

Teckster wishes he pick the other wall all the action is taking place down south. You can move down if you want Cat that is fine with me. Teckster waits in the NW corner to make sure the gnagers where not trying to draw everyone to them only to slip in the backdoor with another team.

He watches as the last Halloweener hit the ground, the feeds coming from two different drones, before holstering his pistol and looking for his smokes.  Yes Cat, go down in back by Teckster. With that worry removed he focuses on looking for more problems. Knigths gonna be all over Raén and Joker getting statements and checked... Cat might be clean, if nobody spotted the muzzle flash....  Joker, you and Raén are gonna have Knight all over you for statements and dreck. Try and keep it all near you, that should keep that area effectively blocked while your busy.  With a snort he puts the cigarette pack away without taking one and checks his area and his drone feeds for anything else.  What happened to that fragin frankenpuppy.

Teckster stands in the North East corner debating to himself when would be the best time to re hack the camera system. I'm betting any time would be bad but I guess I should do it quickly Teckster decides to wait for a bit longer before he hacks the cameras again but not too much longer.

The two KE officers on the scene immediately move to the two bodies and check vitals. They call out the the ambulance which stopped on the edge of the park while EMTs got out with a fire extinguisher and put out their fiery light rack.

He then EMTs goes to the closest of the two gangers, the second to go down, and begins to try and stem the flow of blood.

The Docwagon cart slowly pulls out onto Seneca to take the injured woman to the hospital while the sirens of police, fire engines and ambulances can be heard in the distance.

The two cops are forced to stand guard over the two fallen gangers until backup arrives. This gives the crew a few minutes to cleanup the scene as best they can before having to deal with the authorities.

Killer Cat Pavilion roof top:

Cat finishes best she can then heads to the side of the pavilion that has the least pedestrians and no KE's she tosses the metal briefcase to the grass. Then easily lets herself down her business suit, and skirt ruined with dirt from the nasty roof She almost looked as bad as some of the fleeing and hiding pedestrians... She jumped off, not really looking for height, and tuck flipped in the air Landing, and kneeling to break the momentum...

flip down... test Agility 6 gymnastics 1 edge 1 for re-rolls = 10dice 7 hits

She took a round about route to Techster's Car after retrieving the case starting and stopping and sneaking along avoiding people, and detection...

Infiltration test to get to Techster's ride...: Agility 6 infiltration 2 = 8dice = 2hits

She used the various Camera feeds from drone, and park alike to light her way... So she pretty much knew when someone was ahead of her, and was able to decide weather or not she should hide or continue... But would she make it there...?

I think it is time to see if I can hack my way into the camera system again. This might be a risk but should be worth it. Since Teckster wants as much of an edge as he can get he tells the group what he is doing. I'm going to re hack our camera feed so someone make sure no one kills me as I go VRing. With that said he sits down at the tree he is at and turns all his attention to hacking. Turn back on his Hacking Commlink and setting up his program he does his best to get back into the parks camera system.

Once inside the system Teckster sends his small Squirrel minions to do a few things.


First re link the cameras
Second edit my data trail
Third put in a backdoor something I should have done the first time.

Well lets get onto it we want our camera eyes back and my squirrels and me are the ones to do the job.

Siona wanted to facepalm herself. With all four hands. She had blown her cover. The girl retreated from the scene slowly, then turned and walked to the other side of the building briskly. Wonderful. What do I do now? When the cops come for statements they will likely turn me in too. Using magic so openly. Stupid girl. But those stupid humans deserved a lesson! With that she looked around. How could she hide herself from astral onlookers? Then an idea struck. And with some effort, she crawled into one of the hedges. Living things have an aura of their own. If I crawl in deep enough, they might overlook me.

On the group channel, she stated: "I have moved to the other side of the building. There is just too much attention over there for my taste. Remember, our job is not done yet.