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[IC] Twin Suns Supply: Darkened Seas [Under the Cat's Paw]
« on: February 26, 2017, 10:47:39 PM »
Twin Suns Supply: Darkened Seas
Allow me to introduce you to the planet Murray. Originally, this frontier planet was an ice ball floating near the outer edge of its star's habitable zone. That is, until terraforming pioneers settled here and started pumping gases into the atmosphere to warm the place up. This did achieve the goal of melting the ice, but the process released more gases from underneath the sheets, causing a runaway reaction that turned this place from a sunny ocean getaway into a dark, dangerous planet constantly battered by a worldwide maelstrom.

Humans, as stubborn as they are, remained here for some time, unchecked by galactic governments. Drilling and fishing settlements came and went on its surface, and rumors circulated of more mysterious things happening beneath the waves. Nobody was quite sure what was going on, but more stories kept popping up about how one fisherman saw lights deep in the water, or a weather satellite picking up strange energy waves from the middle of the sea. People speculated, myths propagated, people claimed they found record proving it was a sunken space ship, or a vault full of gold, or the answer to life itself. Nothing concrete, of course, but it was enough to inspire people to go searching for these unclaimed treasures.

Riggers.

People looking for those treasures were called Riggers, because the unforgiving sea required special equipment to explore, and their impatient hands jerry rigged submersibles to descend into the waves. Very few came back, and none with treasure. Only more stories. That's how it was. Riggers had big dreams and empty hands, that is until you and your team of Riggers somehow came across a mysterious datachit during one of your outings. It was just lying there in an old box you found in a rusty shed out by the coast. It didn't seem very promising at first, but upon plugging it into your own console, you found that it carried a ton of encrypted data and a set of coordinates leading to some spot in the middle of the ocean. You're not sure what it could mean, but you've spent enough time on this planet to know people would kill for this kind of opportunity.

It looks like you guys had your first clue.



Another rainy day.

The team had gathered in their usual place, a previously abandoned basement office space. It was below a single story building, which also happened to be an old office owned by a financial firm or something similar back when people needed that kind of thing. It had been abandoned for some time before yours and a few other teams of Riggers decided to move in and use it to store supplies and possible leads. It had been fixed up pretty well, all things considered. The walls hadn't caved in and the water damage was moderate at worst. There was even a receptionist in the lobby, a nice woman named Maria. (She didn't do a lot as a receptionist, though. Not many people came seeking out Riggers. She was always waiting with a smile, even on the stormiest days, however. And she made a mean pot of coffee.)

Some might call your team's space a situation room, others might see a command center, and some: a complete mess. In truth it was somewhere in between. It had several tables set up in the central area that once was filled with cubicles, each one covered in something. Papers, gun cleaning tools, half-built contraptions or computers. The type and amount of clutter varied depending on who's table it was. The floor was similarly also messy, multiple wires snaked along the aging linoleum, leading to various lights and machines in the center of the office.

The northern part of the room had several doors set into it, each leading off to private offices that had been converted into living spaces, for those long nights on the job. Each door had a small sign with the handwritten name of each member of the team on it.

The southern wall was mostly bare, with a few small windows at the top edge that could see out into the concrete lot in front of the building. As usual, it was raining hard and the windows were now partially submerged, obscuring your view of the front.

The western wall had several bulletin boards on it, each mostly covered in photographs, printouts, and clippings related to previous attempts at trying to find the treasure. The rest of it was mostly plain, except for a few holes in the drywall, put there over time by smaller conflicts, fits of rage, or the occasional explosion. There wasn't a lot of excitement here most of the time, but when there was, it usually got very interesting.

The eastern wall had two sets of doors, one heavy wooden door that led to the stairwell, and another pair of thick metal doors that were supposed to be for the elevator. The elevator winch had been rusted and scrapped years ago, however, so now it was mainly there for aesthetic purposes. There was also a table dedicated to food and drink, and sitting on it were several unopened bottles of water, a coffee machine, and an open box of donuts Maria had brought down earlier that morning. Now that the afternoon had arrived most of them were gone, leaving only crumbs.

The entire room was in a state of organized chaos, built up after several months of trying to find that fabled treasure. Of course, none of it brought you any closer to the goal, except for that datachit.

It was sitting next to one of the old computers in the back. It was a small storage drive about the size of a wallet with a bright yellow plastic case. It had a retractable cord set in the side so it could be plugged into a device, and three small lights on the top of it. Two reds, and a green. Currently it sat inert, but someone could plug it into the computer and attempt to decode the data on it, or log into the Extranet and try and find some information on the coordinates.

Something happens.

The sound of a speeder's hover engines spinning down in the lot above is accompanied by a low rumble of thunder. The muffled sound of a door being thrown open comes from upstairs, followed by several demanding voices. Maria's voice replies, but the words are hard to make out. She sounded worried. The people didn't sound like any of the other Riggers in the building, and none of them owned a speeder. It wasn't uncommon for loan sharks to come looking for Riggers to pay off their debts, treasure hunting was an expensive hobby with few payouts, but Maria knew how to handle those types. This was different.

A few of you could go up and see what the commotion is all about, or stay unnoticed and listen to it play out.

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Re: [IC] Twin Suns Supply: Darkened Seas [The Only Way Up is Down]
« Reply #1 on: February 27, 2017, 12:39:03 AM »
Jeremiah, being the way he was upon hearing the commotion lifted his g36c and began walking off towards the door. He didn't plan on shooting anyone so he didn't decide to rack back the bolt to load a round.

Being of a rather small build for what he was, it was easy for people to likely underestimate what he could do. However he did wait for anyone else to decide to follow him.

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Re: [IC] Twin Suns Supply: Darkened Seas [The Only Way Up is Down]
« Reply #2 on: February 27, 2017, 03:05:40 AM »
Jason, still reclining in his uncomfortable office chair, lazily places his hand on his AR leaning against the table.   "She's probably got it covered.   Relax."
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Re: [IC] Twin Suns Supply: Darkened Seas [The Only Way Up is Down]
« Reply #3 on: February 27, 2017, 04:02:33 AM »
The noise upstairs breaks Jamie out of his daydream and makes him jump in his chair. "Seems we've got visitors."

Grabbing his gun he heads towards the stairs. "Alright Jeremiah, I'll be right behind ya." He goes to the point where he can hear what is being said without actually entering the room, making sure not to be noticed.

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Re: [IC] Twin Suns Supply: Darkened Seas [The Only Way Up is Down]
« Reply #4 on: February 27, 2017, 07:32:53 AM »
Blanchard Glover, up until he'd heard the commotion going on upstairs, had been sitting at his desk, combing through notes on a few lesser-known lunar cults that might be useful in the future, and lazily chewing on a hunk of black licorice. Pulled from his study by the urgent voices of those above, though, he cocks his eyes to the entrance, a bit of severity written on his features.

"Yeah, she probably does have it covered, but I'd say it's better safe than sorry in this business, Jase." Glover mumbles, his hand darting into his maroon jacket to thumb back the hammer of his revolver, nestled comfortably into its side holster.
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Re: [IC] Twin Suns Supply: Darkened Seas [The Only Way Up is Down]
« Reply #5 on: February 27, 2017, 02:20:30 PM »
"Yes go run toward the danger, that seems healthy. I've been burned once too many times to enjoy doing that anymore." He said while sitting at the computer table, reaching instinctively at his missing left ear. He then plugged in the datachit into the nearby computer and tried to access it that way, since they haven't got the chance to try that yet.
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Re: [IC] Twin Suns Supply: Darkened Seas [The Only Way Up is Down]
« Reply #6 on: February 27, 2017, 06:10:00 PM »
At the time of the event, Alex is sleeping on the couch. When he heard the commotion, he woke up. "Is that the cops!?" He gets up frantically off the couch and grabs his rifle.
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Re: [IC] Twin Suns Supply: Darkened Seas [The Only Way Up is Down]
« Reply #7 on: February 28, 2017, 01:30:21 AM »
Oliver quickly stopped what he was doing and armed himself with his SMGs.

"I hope it's not damn pirates"

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« Reply #8 on: February 28, 2017, 07:08:01 AM »
The Gang Investigates a Workplace Dispute

Jeremiah, Jamie, and Blanchard

You three form up, and enter the stairwell. It is a three story tower, with steps leading most of the way up. Rainwater snakes down the stairs in small rivers, pooling at your feet and disappearing into a drain in the floor. The talking is louder in here, and echoes harshly off the concrete walls. You still can't quite make out what they're talking about, but as you make your way upstairs you start to get a better idea.

"-told you already! It's not here!"
It was Maria. She sounded angry.
"And I told you I don't buy it. Now move aside or we'll make our own way through." said an unknown voice. It was deep, gruff, and calm but with a hint of malice.

You three make it up to the top of the stairwell, and finally get a look at the situation.

The lobby was a simple affair. It was a pretty small room to reflect the small business it used to serve. At the back of it, near the stairwell entrance was a hallway moving left and right, presumably to more offices. Behind you was the stairwell again. In front there was a desk with a large glass barrier set in front of it, with holes at waist level meant for passing papers through. It was made of bulletproof material, and the large spiderweb-like crack with pieces of lead still stuck in it proved it. The desk didn't cover the entire front, however. It's L-shape created a walkway employees and visitors could use to get to the stairwell and elevator.

Right now that walkway was being filled with a woman in her early 30's wearing a grey pinstripe pantsuit. Her arms were out, pressed against the glass on the left and the wall on the right, and she was staring down a man wearing an armored suit and styled like old police special forces body armor, but this one had any insignia removed, leaving only matte black. He was nearly a foot taller than she was and as such you could clearly see his face. He was bald and older looking, with a burn scar on the side of his head. He had a five-o-clock shadow and a stern, but controlled frown. His eyes were covered with sunglasses, which were an odd sight on a planet that was constantly cloudy. Maria blocked your view of whatever he was wielding, but you could make out the butt of a rifle. Five other people wearing similar gear were standing in the lobby as well, but you couldn't see their faces due to their helmets and visors obscuring most of it. You could see their weapons, most of them carried sleek, rectangular rifles with glossy black casings and holographic displays near the grip.

At the top of the stairwell, you three try to remain unseen.

STEALTH CHECK:
JEREMIAH [High Cover] [9 + 2 = 10] vs MYSTERIOUS STRANGERS [Preoccupied] [2 - 1 = 1] COMPLETE SUCCESS

JAMIE [High Cover] [Stealth] [1] vs MYSTERIOUS STRANGERS [Preoccupied] [NO NEED] CRITICAL FAILURE

BLANCHARD [High Cover] [1] vs MYSTERIOUS STRANGERS [Preoccupied] [NO NEED] CRITICAL FAILURE

Yikes.

As you three reach the top of the stairs and peer into the lobby, Blanchard slips. Tumbling forwards, he barrels into Jamie and you both slam into the door frame. Jeremiah, who had luckily been watching your rear, gets out of the way quickly and remains unnoticed.

The strangers are now aware of the presence of two people in the stairwell.

The man suddenly stops talking, looking back at the stairs. Maria tries to protest, but she is unceremoniously shoved aside as the group approaches.

It looks like a good time to either try and get up and talk out the situation, get back downstairs in a hurry, or get ready to go hot.

Or, of course, you could try something else.

Meanwhile, downstairs.

Jeremiah and Jason

You two lounge in the office, going about your business and listening to the talking upstairs. It starts to get heated before you hear two THUMPS from the stairwell and it stops suddenly. It's silent except for the rain for a moment, and then you hear footsteps. Heavy, booted footsteps.

Holland

You plug the datachit into the console, and the far left red light flickers as the data is loaded into the computer. For a moment, nothing happens, then the same information pops up. Tons and tons of encrypted data, and a coordinate.

However, when you check the coordinate against the map, you see that it's moved slightly. It's now a little further northeast than it was the last time you checked.

The encrypted data does not change, and the encryption seems far too secure to break with your skill. You'd need a professional to take a look, or the decryption key.

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You similarly sit around, hearing everything the other two hear, except when Holland activates the datachit, your listening device makes a clicking sound a couple times.

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« Reply #9 on: February 28, 2017, 08:34:13 AM »
Faces his rifle towards the floor and gets ready to talk his way out of a situation, not wanting to face 6 armed goons over something they know jack shit about, however his gun was still infront of him and ready in case they decided to take a shot on him.

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« Reply #10 on: February 28, 2017, 08:42:59 AM »
Glover curses silently as the mysterious armed men in the lobby spot two of the three who set out to the stairwell to investigate. Well, there goes the quiet approach, I suppose. At least I can make a wild guess at what these gents are here for. Coughing quietly and standing up straight with a disarming smile, he makes his way over to the small group with his arms raised in greetings.

"Why, welcome, welcome! I suppose you boys might be here to sign on with the crew?" He asks, knowing all too well this obviously isn't the reason, his eyes looking over the silent ones as he turns to the leader, smile still written on his face. "Aniseed twist?" Glover asks, holding out a small red piece of candy to the man. Getting the situation moving peacefully could give everyone else time to acclimate to the coming events...
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« Reply #11 on: February 28, 2017, 06:25:17 PM »
Upon hearing the thumps, Jason sits up straight, taking his feet off of the crate in front of him.   "Maybe Maria doesn't have it.   Heading up, keep...   Doing whatever."   Climbing out of his seat, he flicks off the safety on his 805 and quickly walks towards the door.
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« Reply #12 on: March 01, 2017, 02:14:26 AM »
Jamie stands up, massaging the the spot that will surely turn into a nasty door frame shaped bruise. Muttering under his breath, "You would be the one to trip upstairs, wouldn't you?" He makes sure his revolver is concealed the best it can be before walking towards the group of armed men.

Holding his arm out towards the leader to shake his hand, "How's she hangin' gentlemen? Please forgive our entrance, sometimes we get a little excited when there's company. There just hasn't been shite going on 'round here." Giving what he imagines is a very charming smile, he waits for a response.

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« Reply #13 on: March 01, 2017, 06:20:46 AM »
The Gang Tries Not to Get Shot

Jamie, and Glover

Getting back to your feet quickly, you two extend greetings and attempt to defuse the situation.

Glover [Diplomacy] [9 + 3] vs Mysterious Stranger [5] COMPLETE SUCCESS

Jamie [Silver Tongue] [1] vs Mysterious Stranger [No Need] CRITICAL F- Nevermind, Glover's got it handled.

((He got a 1 the first time I rolled that score and re-rolled it. He got a 1 again.))

The stranger stands before Glover, and you can feel his gaze through the opaque glasses. You also get a very clear view of his rifle. It looked similar to the ones the others were carrying, but this one had more scratches and scuffs in the paint, along with a few dark stains on the exposed metal. The housing towards the grip had an unknown mechanism sticking out of it, obviously some kind of custom modification. It was a pair of green plastic cylinders the size of pill bottles held sideways in place by a couple of grey steel plates, and had a mess of wires running from it into the dark body of the gun. It gave off a low but noticeable hum.

The stranger doesn't say anything for a moment, and right when it looks like Jamie is about to say something, he firmly pushes the candy bearing hand back and says "No thank you. I'm not here for a job interview." He lets his rifle down, letting its muzzle rest against the floor as he says, "We're part of the Third, and we're here to search your compound and then we'll be on our way." His voice was stern, and businesslike. "So if there won't be any more disturbances-" he looks back at Maria. She glares at him. "-then we'll get to it." He starts to move past you two, and the group prepares to follow.

Jeremiah

You listen to the conversation from inside the stairwell, remaining hidden easily. Nothing sticks out to you, until he mentions The Third. Nobody really knows about them in this part of the galaxy, but it jogs your memory of your time as a mercenary. The Third is also a group of mercenaries, but they're usually hired by corporations to guard midworlds from pirates. They're almost never seen this far out.

You think harder [9] and you remember that face, too. That was Cinder, a squad leader for the Third. He used to be part of their assault arm, paid to "get rid of" certain groups that were holed up in hard to reach places. At least, that was before he earned the name Cinder. He got it from a close encounter with a raider wielding a fire bomb, along with that burn scar on his head. He wore the glasses because he lost his eyes in that as well. You imagine he got a cybernetic replacement or something similar after that, and was moved to a more supervisory position after it all. That was years ago, however, and you're not sure what he could be doing here with those goons.

In the basement...

Jason

You decide to check out what's going on upstairs. Entering the stairwell, you hear people talking upstairs, recognizing the voice of Glover, but someone else responds that you don't recognize. You keep your gun ready as you start to make your way up. Arriving at the top, you see the lobby as well as Jeremiah hiding in the doorway. Beyond it, you see Glover and Jamie talking to a strange man wearing sunglasses and a suit of black police-styled armor. Several others dressed in similar attire mill about behind him, along with Maria who was dusting herself off to the side. It didn't look like there was going to be a fight, but you do hear the man say "...we're here to search your compound and then we'll be on our way." He sounded calm, but serious. "So if there won't be any more disturbances then we'll get to it."

Holland and Reagan

You two remain downstairs, Holland keeps typing away at the computer as Reagan lounges in a nearby chair.

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« Reply #14 on: March 01, 2017, 11:02:33 AM »
Deciding to drop the whole sneaky vibe he took a quick step down a couple steps before hurriedly rushing down the stairs and back to the room they held up in, not caring if he was noticed though thankful he was able to remember the man who stood out most.