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[kabukiman]

Rondale roll throw grenades please.
Dalton, roll riffle.

[Mr. Handy]

Dalton leans around the edge of the doorway and expertly shoots one of the attackers in the head, blowing it to bits.

[ZeekLen]

1d100=53
Rondale lobs a grenade
4d6=16
and it raises quiet a ruckus.

[kabukiman]

You all saw the head of one of the men explode with the shot; it was like watching a tomato being smashed. The others started to screamed angry. Then the grenade landed and for a moment there was silence; there was a terrible explosion, then silence again. Deadly silence.

[Mr. Handy]

Dalton works the bolt and chambers the next round, ready to shoot in case there is any movement outside.

[kabukiman]

You see 4 dead bodies, one without the head.

[Mr. Handy]

"I count four dead," hisses Dalton. "Was that all of them, or did we miss one?"

[kabukiman]

-I don't know for sure. But if you don't see anyone, and there aren't shooting you, I think it's safe to say we finish them.
Rondale, we will take you with us, I know your hurt, but leaving you alone, would'nt be a good idea.-says the comander

ZeekLen,Your character is seriously wounded, so I'm giving you the choice of getting another character, what do you say?

[Mr. Handy]

Dalton nods and goes over to help Rondale. "Can you walk?" he asks.

[ZeekLen]

If I can play Rondale through to his demise as well. He is,after all, my first ever Cthulhu character

[kabukiman]

ZeekLen,Very well, you continue with your character

[kabukiman]

You all hear an explosion, like if the building had been hit from the ground.

[Mr. Handy]

"We're not using artillery, are we?" asks Dalton, trying to help Rondale along.

[kabukiman]

-I think it was bellow. Our 3 soldiers must be using grenades. Let's go help them-says the comander

[Mr. Handy]

Dalton nods and helps Rondale onwards through the door that the others used.

[kabukiman]

You descend the stairs and you find the 3 soldiers. On seem a bit hurt.

[ImpInTraining]

Gordon was sporting some new bandage wear, fresh with stains of blood from an apparent gunshot wound and burned clothes around his leg from the grenade he had dropped prematurely - not that he'd let any of the others know that part. "Sir!" he said with a sense of urgency, "There may be one wounded down there, the others retreated and suggested that they were setting something loose, a guard dog or something. I suggests using light sources, as they hinted it was dark... or black, whatever it is."

[Mr. Handy]

Dalton tries to help Gordon, but there isn't much he can do for him. "Fire might be even better," he suggests.

[kabukiman]

-I hope they aren't thinking of turn the ligths off, it would be a nasty figth. Let's continue.
You start the descent. After some time, the stairs seems severly damaged, like if an explosion had hit it.

Roll Jump

[Mr. Handy]

Dalton lands very badly.

OOC,D'oh! :shock: