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You know, I think these people will have more food and work at Pike, and SafeCo is still all 'If you want BLOOD' about Tax Patrol. These people ain't Tax Patrol, but still. Shuddering Watauga comes to mind. They'll go to Pike, and I'll send Rai…
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Sirens jangle at my nerves, shoulders rising. "Someone get the backup atmo scrubbers running; they're clean. First, Jek and I take out the root node." I move with Jek, leaning over his more compact planet-built body, running through options in …
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I look over, spot Tig as she calls to me. I remember that face. It was Chips who split when Nana passed away and formed her own outfit. She couldn't handle being passed over for Rainey when it came time to choose a new leader, so she peeled off h…
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I blow out one long, frustrated breath. Holding Jek's eyes, I demand "Show me." Am I under suspicion because I did my damned job? Or is he checking to see if I think this is an opportunity to get a further idea on who did this to us? Because I d…
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Marking XP (2) and Choosing Recruit and Information!
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I keep my eyes out, listen to the Arrows who have something to say about this or that in the camp.. Rolling Sharp; (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 6, 2. Total: 8)
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I nod to the woman and the old man, get their names real quick. If we find two cars that still run in this whole mess, that's 10-12 people depending, and they won't slow down an Arrow. We get two more in towing shape and we're set. The bus thing,…
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"See if you can round up any working cars, or at least limping ones. Worst comes to it, we can load them and some bigger barter we wanna take into that bus and tow it. Easier than the Leviathan job since it's got soakin' wheels on it." I slide my…
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"Forcing us to jump is one last-ditch way to get us killed, so yes." I patch in and start diverting data, taking care to tailor the operation to the more sophisticated, high-energy circuitry of the jump systems. Hopefully Peshkov gets evac back fo…
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Rolling Expertise myself; (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 4, 6. Total: 12)
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"Just drop 'em," I snarl. "Everyone who gives up now, drops weapons, I won't kill." I shift my weight forward a little bit, ready to spring. Don't like goin' rough on the old, but guns are guns. If they drop weapons, I'll herd everyone out of th…
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I'm rollin' in quick, and hard. Once the guns are out of the scene, maybe we can change things up. Stripers first. (Rolled: 2d6+3. Rolls: 3, 4. Total: 10)
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"Hmm, I rather thought so; thank you, Terci." I murmur back, tying up another quick connection job. "The more we get done here the easier the rest of it will go, yes? Now let's get environmental, evac and the jumps isolated. Then maybe we can pa…
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My Arrows and I bank around the crane, like a familiar pack, scare the right reactions out of the driver and buy me my shot. That was what they called textbook, right? Holy floodin' smoke, SeaTac shot the ball off a wrecker crane! I whoop and hol…
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This fella..I try to get ahead of his splashin' around.. Act Under Fire; (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 5, 5. Total: 12)
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Facing Adversity with Interface; (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 6, 6. Total: 13)
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I do my part to move the rolling isolation solution along, patching into tertiary data buses and setting up my little cadre of digital liars. As with the hairclip, sometimes I hold a hand out and Terci places what I need there. I'm sure xie, erm, …
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I split from the pack a second, catch Winnie's eye and sign to her ::Danger, empty could mean rigged.:: Then it's back into the flow of riders, this time of a mind to cover that crane's cockpit with bullets. And the guy inside, 'course. Spendin…
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Keepin an Eye Out for my Peeps; (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 6, 4. Total: 10) Marking XP (1)
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I raise an eyebrow. That's a nice little dodge. 'Doesn't even realize it's infected.' "Good reasoning, I like it." I nod to Jekintar, satisfied. "Let's get started, then."
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I let the people who can see what's going on with these data logs figure out what they can for themselves. I feel the mask I normally reserve for company meetings fall into place. I look to Jek, not with suspicion (though it would be warranted w…
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Oh, flooding Hell, Sandy..she was feisty and really hustling to upgrade from a grounder to something a little better. Something that hovered, if you can't guess. 'Course, she always had to settle for new grounders. Two of our ground-poundin' girl…
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Trying that assist I mentioned; (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 2, 5. Total: 9)
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"Yes, I'd rather not trigger it, so we need to learn how to make sequestered sections falsely report back to other nodes. Then we can get aggressive." Which, honestly, is what I'm fairly certain Jek is thinking of. "Well, the ship has a plenitude…
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"Mm, that's bad. More flexible than just relying on industrial nutriment." But it does mean that I have an inroad to estimating its arrival time. Well. I'll have Terci do it. When it's no longer a threat. "I can sequester some of it physically…
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Combat Driver adds another choice to my result. Choosing four; Inflicting Terrible Harm (+1 Harm) Suffering Little Harm (-1 Harm) Suffering Little Harm (-1 Harm) We force our way into the enemy's position.
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I gather the bag to myself and throw the shoulder strap over, then loop the waistbelt around and secure it in case we lose gravity. "Terci, it was a drinks list, not a firing squad." I say it lightly, but with an edge of impatience. Even though I…
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Don't mind if I do. (Rolled: 2d6+3. Rolls: 4, 1. Total: 8)
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I let out a held in-breath. We may or may not have an opportunity to patch up relations between the Duchess and the company after this, but right now that isn't important. "If I need you, I'll find you." I assure Allevard quietly. Separating fro…
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Boy, I can always eat somethin' - except when it's rainin'. After all this awful rot smell it's not fully welcome to get a whiff of food. My stomach's confused. If we can flush 'em out we'll have the advantage. As it is I'll take having the sun …