Ash - Cael

[Andrew]

OOC: Impale Damage (1d10=4)

[Andrew]

Cael kneels beside Sarah and kisses her on the lips like Prince Charming to Snow White, a few tears rolled down his cheeks and splashed onto Sarah. "I am so sorry I failed to protect you, I am obviously not the warrior or protector I thought I was. Pride got in my way and I made a foolish mistake of thinking I was good enough for you and Dahlia. I..." He wanted to promise something else but since he had already broken his promise to protect her, he felt that his words were meaningless. He buried his face in the knap of her neck and didn't move for a few seconds, he then got up, kissed her cheek and gave her the gun and other combat knife leaving himself weaponless except for his wits. He hid the weapons on her and then reached under his shirt and withdrew his dog tags. He hadn't taken them off since he was eighteen and he inspected them:



He then placed them around Sarah's neck and began his hunt.

[Mr. Handy]

Sarah remains blissfully asleep. She hasn't been too badly burned, and her clothes are only barely singed. Most of the damage she has suffered comes from being flung across the hallway with tremendous force and slammed headfirst into the wall. A tear leaks out of the corner of her eye when Cael kisses her. Her lips tremble briefly, as if she wants to say something, but no sound comes out.

[Andrew]

OOC: That was quite the intense scene there. I thought Cael giving Sarah his dogtags was a nice touch.

[Laraqua]

The place is quiet. How many did Blackworth say were around? Nineteen? Minus that girl, Doskins, Jones... That'd be sixteen if he didn't count the two scientists ... assuming they'd even get in his way.

Sixteen spread about the facility.

The mission was almost finished.

[Andrew]

Cael crept down the hallway listening for anyone that might be around, any rooms that were open he inspected for anything that might be used as a weapon.

[Laraqua]

The first set of rooms he encounters that are unlocked are identical to the normal bedrooms. He reaches the end of the T-intersection. The elevator is to the left.

OOC: Sneak roll.

[Andrew]

OOC: Sneak Roll 50% (1d100=84)

As Cael came to the intersection in the hallway, he realized that he was practically stomping and mentally scolded himself. How was he going to get to Blackworth if he couldn't get through his guards quietly?

[Laraqua]

"Who's there?" comes a voice, from the direction of the elevator.

[Andrew]

Cael went for his gun and frowned when he felt the empty holster, 'Just like Indiana Jones.' He thought to himself, then in response he said, "Just the chopper pilot, I'm lost here. Where's the door to get to my bird?"

[Laraqua]

He hears footsteps approach. The corpse that is Bree sits visible in the corridor.

[Andrew]

Cael moves to the corner of the intersection and places his back flat against the wall. When whoever came around the corner it was go time.

[Laraqua]

The gun appears around the corner first, the person starting to angle it around as they move, though they are obviously far too amateurish to turn with it.

[Andrew]

Quickly, Cael grabs the barrel of the gun and shoves it in the person's face.

[Laraqua]

Cael flicks the rifle back, startling the hell out of the soldier and getting a look both quizzical and horrified. The soldier seems young, barely out of his teenage years, with only a smattering of peach fuzz. He, too, is dressed in a suit.

OOC: You beat their Dex, that was your surprise round. What next?

[Andrew]

Cael throws an open palmed attack to the soldiers face in an attempted to break his nose and subdue his opponent but misses

[Laraqua]

The grunt swings the butt of his rifle forward and it brushes past Cael's forehead, almost connecting yet not.

[Andrew]

Cael steps into the soldier's body and puts his leg behind the guard's. He then tries another open palm attack to the boy's nose. This time he feels the crunch of cartilage as the boy's nose splatters from the blow.

[Laraqua]

OOC: Rolled your damage. 3 outta 1d3. 4 outta 1d4. Congrats!

The slight fellow reels under the blow and attempts to bring the gun up to bear but fires off a shot too soon. The noise is very loud, however.

[Andrew]

Cael then trys to rip the rifle out of the grunts hands.

OOC: What roll is needed and if it helps to speed things up, by all means please roll for me, I honestly prefer not to have to roll. Dice Gnomes hate me really bad.