IC-OMAHA-Breach!(Megan/John/Brian/Gretch/SWAT/Jimmy/etc.)

[Laraqua]

Brian gives him a miserable look but doesn't say anything. He's been through too much to expect compassion in a stranger.

[Mr. Handy]

Behind the warehouse-
"What are you gonna do if we, like, just leave?" said Heather. "You can't just shoot us, you know."

"Heather, you have to face the music," said Megan. "You did wrong, and now you need to own up to your responsibility."

"Bite me!"

OOC,[b]Brian[/b], please roll Listen to see if you hear the gunfire below. The base skill is 25%.

In the hydroponics room-
Gretchen was perfectly calm, focused on the impending battle.

Jerome winced when he saw the body, but quickly took his mind off of it. He burst into the room right after Samuel, shouting "Police! Drop your weapons!" and aiming his M16 at one of the Jamaicans.

The girl did drop her shotgun, drop to the floor, and throw up her hands, but the two men in the room were more hardened than that. If even half of what Heather had said was true, they had nothing to lose at this point. The one with the Desert Eagle swung it around towards Samuel and squeezed the trigger. The bullet struck him in the thigh, and he went down in a heap, blacking out. The man with the Mac-11 turned it on Jerome and drilled him. His thigh was badly wounded, but he somehow remained standing.

Then the man with one leg kicked the man with the SMG, striking him in the knee with his leg and causing bone to crack and blood to pour out. The Jamaican collapsed, dying.

Gretchen gripped her revolver in both hands and shot the other Jamaican who had just downed Samuel. The bullet just grazed his leg. Jerome also returned fire with his M16, only barely hitting the remaining Jamaican with a single round from his burst that punched through his shoulder.

OOC,[b]Samuel[/b], you are at 2 HP and unconscious, and your leg is broken. [b]Jimmy[/b] it is your turn to act. If you wish to shoot, you may fire one shot with your revolver, which does 1d8+1d4 damage if you hit.

[Dave Syrinx]

Staying dead still, Jimmy shoots the last Jamaican in the gut. He then moves his gun back and forth after more targets. "Shit, man! " He hisses and almost chokes as he inhales, the tension is getting to him.

[Mr. Handy]

In the hydroponics room-
Jimmy's shot dropped the Jamaican, causing him to bleed out and expire. The girl shrieked. She and the one-legged man were the only ones still alive in the hydroponics room.

OOC,[b]Jimmy[/b], please roll Sanity for killing the Jamaican. Sanity loss is 0/1d4. I'm sorry, but I forgot to ask for a Dodge roll from [b]Samuel[/b] last night. [b]Samuel[/b], please roll Dodge now, with a -10 penalty due to your armor. If you succeed, I'll edit my post above. You won't get to attack, so nothing will change aside from you not getting wounded if you succeed.

[Dave Syrinx]

Jimmy walks through the room, eying the perfectly dead Jamaican, not giving the killing a thought. Arriving at the inner door he opens it.

[Laraqua]

Destiny saw fit to have Samuel in theline of fire that day.

[Mr. Handy]

Behind the warehouse-
"I hear shooting below!" said John Lake. "Wait, it just stopped."

In the hydroponics room-
Gretchen rushed into the room.

"I'll live," said Jerome through gritted teeth as he slid to the ground next to his partner. "Help Sam first." He began to inspect the wound. "Hang in there, buddy...damn, his femur's shattered! That was one high caliber round. There's not much I can do."

Gretchen frowned as she tried to help. "He's going to need a doctor." All she was able to do was apply pressure and stop the bleeding. She called out to Jimmy as he began to explore. "Hey, don't get ahead of us! We could use some help here, and we don't want you running off and getting killed."

"There aren't any more," said the man with one leg, watching with disgust as the man he had kicked bled out. He suppressed a shudder. "I'm Ron Moore, the coach at Brooks High. That girl's Lisa Marley, one of the students. If she hadn't intervened, I'd be dead."

"What about Erica Spears and Kate Wheeler?"

"They're hurt, but they're alive. The Jamaicans locked them up in a storage compartment, through there." He pointed at the door on the right side of the room. There were also doors on the left side (in front of which Ron lay) and directly ahead. "Help me over and I'll see if I can do anything for your man. I'm no doctor, though. That guy was." He indicated the dead man with the Desert Eagle.

Lisa cried, but she stayed tough.

[Dave Syrinx]

Jimmy moves to the door at the right side and tries it to see if it opens. "Gotta free the hostages, then we get out of here, right?" He pushes the door, with anticipation.

[Mr. Handy]

In the hydroponics room-
"Wait, you'll need the keys," said Ron before Jimmy got very far. "This guy's got 'em in his pockets." He prodded the Jamaican he had killed with his one remaining foot.

[Dave Syrinx]

Jimmy stops and gets back to the Jamaican and checks his pockets. "Thanks man. Ron was it? I´m Jimmy, Jimmy Kowalski."

[Mr. Handy]

Behind the warehouse-
"Maybe you'd better go check that out," said Heather. "Your friends could be in trouble."

"Right, and leave you here alone?" asked John Lake.

"We're totally not going anywhere, right, Brian? Megan can keep an eye on us."

"All right," said John. "You going to be okay on your own with them?"

"Yeah, I can manage," said Megan. "I'm an Iraq vet. They know they better not mess with me."

"Okay, then." John hurried inside the building.

In the hydroponics room-
"Thank you," said Ron. "I didn't think anyone would rescue us. The women are in one of the compartments on the right side of that hall. It's directly across from one that has its door open. We were locked up in that one before we escaped. It didn't work out..."

When Jimmy went through the door, Gretchen came over and helped Ron stand and lean on her. While still keeping an eye on Lisa, she walked him to where the two wounded SWAT officers lay. He slid down to the floor and tried to help, but he only made matters worse. "I better not try again," he said. "I damn near killed him. I'm just useless."

"You're not useless," said Gretchen. "If you hadn't killed that guy, we'd probably all be dead." She was unable to undo the damage.

"That's only if you were lucky."

Gretchen swallowed. "Are Erica and Kate okay? Were they..."

"I wasn't with them the whole time, so I don't know. But they'll survive."

Jerome tried to help, but he couldn't do anything either. "I think we'd better wait until Erica and Kate get out here," he said. "Maybe one of them can help my partner."

Outside the storage compartments-
Jimmy entered the hall, stepping over a pool of blood. The corridor was lined on either side with metal doors leading to storage compartments, most of them padlocked. He found the open one a short distance away, and across the hall from it was a padlocked door that looked much like the others.

[Dave Syrinx]

Jimmy looks through the open door to see where the hostages might be. He holds the revolver at his side, pointing at the floor.

[Mr. Handy]

Outside the storage compartments-
Jimmy could see that the storage compartment with the open door was empty. He remembered that Ron had said that that was the one where he had been kept. The women were in the one directly across the hall, which was locked with a padlock. Jimmy had found some keys in the dead Jamaican's pocket that looked like they might fit.

[Dave Syrinx]

Kowalski tries the keys till he finds a match and opens it quickly. He keeps his boot against the bottom of the door - to avoid getting the door slammed in his face and takes a step back as he opens the door.

[Mr. Handy]

Behind the warehouse-
"We can make a break for it now," Heather whispered to Brian as she lay handcuffed next to him. "She can't chase both of us, and she doesn't have a gun."

In the storage room-
John Lake entered the open storage room from the hall and found the trapdoor leading down to the basement.

In the hydroponics room-
"Hang on, buddy," Jerome said to the unconscious Samuel. "Hang on. We're going to make it."

Outside the storage compartments-
JImmy pulled open the door to reveal two beautiful women standing huddled together in the cramped compartment. One was tall, with short auburn hair. She was wearing nothing but a bra and panties, and her head and leg were bandaged. Her well-toned arms were handcuffed behind her back. The other woman was blonde and looked to be in even worse shape. She still wore the pants of a police uniform, though one of its legs had been cut away and a makeshift splint was on her broken leg. She also had no top, only a bra, and her face was streaked with tears. She had her arms wrapped around the other woman's waist for support and stood on her good leg. Both of them cringed when the door opened, but they were relieved when they saw that it wasn't one of the Jamaicans there.

"Oh, thank God!" cried the woman with the broken leg. "I thought nobody would ever rescue us. I'm Officer Kate Wheeler, Omaha PD."

"And I'm Trooper Erica Spears, Nebraska State Police," said the other woman.

[Dave Syrinx]

Jimmy checks the keys to see if there´s a key that fits for the cuffs. While doing so he says. "We´re getting you out of here. I´m Kowalski, your escort." Fiddling with the keys he adds. "Can you move with the cuffs on and we get out of this cupboard and get those off at a more secure place?" He offers a hand to stabilize their balance getting out of the storage room.

[Laraqua]

Brian just hangs his head and ignores her, just as he's done for so long now.

[Mr. Handy]

Behind the warehouse-
"Like, I'll go first," Heather whispered to Brian. "If she goes after me, then you can get away too. Meet me behind Brooks High School. They'll totally never expect me to go back there."

Megan didn't hear a word, nor did she notice anything until Heather started trying to get up, only to slip back down again. "Hey, hold still," she said.

"I gotta use the little girls' room."

"You'll have to hold it in."

In the basement entryway-
John Lake made his way carefully down the stairs and saw light beyond the open metal door. "Don't shoot, it's just me!" he called.

Outside the storage compartments-
Jimmy hadn't found a key for the handcuffs.

"I can walk just fine on my own," said Erica. "Nothing wrong with my legs. As long as you can help Kate, it'll be fine."

"Thank you so much," Kate said to Jimmy, wrapping her arms around his waist. With his help, she was able to hobble back to the hydroponics room, with Erica close behind.

In the hydroponics room-
"We're in here!" Gretchen called back through the door leading out. "It's over, but we've got wounded and can use some help."

Erica shivered when she saw the dead bodies, shaken by the sight. Kate almost broke down, but she barely kept from losing it.

"Officer Kate Wheeler?" asked Gretchen. Kate nodded numbly. "I'm Detective Gretchen Ehrlich, and these SWAT officers are Jerome Hooper and Samuel Kensington. "They're wounded and they could use your help." She glanced at Erica. "You Trooper Erica Spears? My handcuff key should get those off of you. They're all pretty much standardized."

"I'll do what I can," said Kate. She looked over at Jimmy. "Help me over there, please."

"Help Sam first," said Jerome. "He got it worse than me."

"Are you okay, Officer Kate?" asked Lisa.

"I'll be fine, sweetie," said Kate. "I'm just relieved you're all right."

[Dave Syrinx]

Kowalski gets at work patching up the two officers. His treatment of Sam goes fine and Jimmy smiles at the officer. "That´s better?" His second attempt to act as medic goes well but not good enough. He is not able to stop the bleeding and the bandages soon are soaked with blood. "Dammit! I need help with this..."

[Mr. Handy]

Behind the warehouse-
"Distract her," Heather whispered to Brian behind the warehouse.

In the hydroponics room-
John Lake entered from the basement entryway and took in the scene in shock. "Holy crap!" he cried, quivering. "And I thought I saw some bad stuff yesterday."

Jimmy Kowalski managed to make an excellent splint for Samuel Kensington's broken leg, and Kate slid down to the floor next to him and helped stitch him up. Samuel awakened, and the intense pain he felt let him know that he wasn't dead after all - though Officer Kate Wheeler looked positively angelic sitting beside him in less than half of her uniform, cradling his leg. "Hey," she said with a sorrowful smile. "Welcome to the club, buddy." She tapped her own broken leg.

Erica tried to help Jerome, but there was little she could do for him without training.

OOC,[b]Jimmy[/b], you're getting ahead of yourself. You only had time to treat one person so far, and others get chances to act. You can try to help [b]Jerome[/b] this turn, but your second roll has already failed. Fortunately, that was a critical success on your first First Aid roll, so [b]Samuel[/b] gets back both d3s, giving him 5 HP back from that (plus one from [b]Kate[/b] dealing with his other injury.). This brings him to 7, but his leg is still broken. [b]Samuel[/b], you are now conscious and may act freely.