[Date: July 29 2000 GMT. Weather: Warm summer night. It's fairly cloudy so there's still a fair amount of light out.] [The briefings went out about three hours ago along with directions to the prison, which was an hour and a half drive from London] [There's a convenient parking lot a bit away from the entrance, to keep your vehicles safe. Or you can drive them up to the entrance if you really feel like it.] [There's a guy in his thirties with red hair and young looking freckled face waiting for you. He's got an Mi-5 badge hanging around his neck.] [You can't see any of the facility itself except for a bunker type tunnel entrance, currently closed.] [Session start]* Ren grins, smirks. "This is gonna be a fun baby-sitting job." we'll see about that... [Oh, there's also some assorted prison stuff around the bunker entrance. Fence with barbed wire, security booth, that sort of thing. All opened and abandoned.] * Jonathon pops out of his car and takes off his shades slowly as he whistles at the prison, slipping them in his pocket. He walks forward towards the man with the badge, hands in his pockets. "Never been one for prisons, but I can't say Magnie would enjoy being buried like this from what I've heard." She's still a kid who hasn't learned self-control. Good evening Agents. Pleasure to meet you, name's Erin Ferguson. I've spent the last few hours trying to get more intel for you. Says the man with the big guns. I'm no Punisher, if that's what you're implying. * Ren draws one of his guns. A sniper rifle, this time. * Erin sighs. "Didn't have too much luck, probably shouldn't have made the drive out here and should have stayed on the Vampire assignment instead, but I had my orders. But if you have any questions, let me know." I know when to shoot, and when not to. I'm not some trigger-happy gun freak. *shoulders the rifle* Oh dear, I didn't mean to imply anything of the sort. But let's keep our head on the task at hands. Good. Oh, and I was asked to request that Jonathon run any pictures taken inside past prison adminstration afterwards before printing them. Wouldn't want to compromise security. * Jonathon smirks. "Let's hope not." He then turns to Erin. "Oh, I'm not so sure there's a story here anyhow. I just thought you could use an extra pair of hands." If I take any, I'll make certain it's treated as your average jail break, sound good? * Erin shrugs and grins. "I'm not in public relations, for all I care you can pin the blame on me if things go badly. Just don't want to give away much intel about the insides." * Ren glances at Jonathon, then at Erin. Then shrugs. Understandable, old chap. * Jonathon looks at the facility. "So we're not really certain which way they're going to come in, we're to avoid injuries as much as possible, and keep a handle on our flyer hmm? Sounds like quite a tall order..." Is this the only entrance? * Erin shakes his head. "Bit easier than that, only one entrance and one way to the cell. And you only really need to worry about permanent or lethal injury." The -only- entrance? No side doors or secret entrances or anything? * Jonathon tilts his head to Erin. "Never say there's only one entrance. Or haven't you heard of Robert Lighter?" * Marcus smirks With the people we deal with, there's never "only one entrance." I think it would be a good idea to keep support close to the cell If they do have a way in other than the one we know, we don't want to be caught with our knickers around our ankles * Ren glances at Jonathon. "And then there's the possibilty of them making their own entrance." * Erin nods. "There are some defenses even against insubstantials, but there may be something we haven't anticipated." Although we'd have at least a little warning on tunnelling. Tends to make a lot of noise. Indeed. And keep a handle on your equipment as well. If we're dealing with telekenetics... * Jonathon lets out a vague sigh but still smiles. "Well...Erin, wasn't it? Could you show us this "one hallway" so we've a better feel for what we're protecting?" They're family, supposedely. They might have similar restrictions to their abilities. Is Magnie aware of her family's impending incarceration? She's apparently expected it for some time. She's been signing "I'll fly awy" Quite badly I'm afraid. I've tried to teach her the words she was humming. * Erin nods and types in a keycode that opens up the heavy door. Takes a bit of time to go up. * Jonathon studies the keypad for a bit before entering, trying to figure exactly how it works. * Ren waits patiently, checking the sniper rifle over as he does so. [Jonathon figures out that it's a fairly simple mechanical system, meant to lock down in closed position in the event of tampering] * Jonathon then looks at the others and gives a faint worried smile to everyone. "So who doesn't need to be airborne to work?" * Erin leads the tour in as the door opens. He closes it behind you guys if there aren't any objections. That's just Magnie I think. In talking to her I've gotten the impression that her sister taught her the defense technique she used, and her brother is superb at what she did to Mr. Ran, namely throws. What are the walls here made of I don't, but I'm more of an up-close kind of guy. ? (nods to Ren) Hope that doesn't interfere with your shooting They can't block every shot. Yes, well, if we stage ourselves by Magnie's cell, there's a possibility she might assist. * Marcus looks at Jonathon. Assist who? Steel mixed with lead. And so long as Magnie is contained chained, her powers shouldn't work. The trouble with the defense there is that if someone gets by you, they could quickly free her. * Jonathon glances at Marcus as he walks. "Who do you think?" I don't think she'll pat us on the back and say "Bloody good show. Stop my siblings however you can." [Erin leads you down a fairly well lit but depressing hallway. Fair number locked security shutters block off any alternate routes. There are a few left and right turns, but after a minute you get to Magnie's cell.] Getting their ankles shot should keep them from putting up an effective advance. But I don't want to hurt them that badly unless I'm forced to. (Can you see her from outside the cell?) [You can see through the long but only 20 cm high viewing window that she's still restrained. But she is fairly eagerly playing around. You can see the side walls, ceiling, and floor, all have projected images of a cloudy sky] * Ren tucks the sniper rifle away, as they approach. o/~ I'll fly away, fly away, something something, I'll fly away, in the something o/~ [She's got a really cute voice, but obviously needs lessons] * Jonathon turns to Erin. "Can we speak to her for a bit?" * Ren cracks a grin. It's not just that she's immature, she seems strangely unsocialized. Aware and capable in some areas, utterly deficient in others, with no clear pattern as to why. Certainly. Would you prefer the PA or opening the cell. PA for now. I wouldn't go into a lady's chambre uninvited. * Ren leans against a wall, somewhat lazily. * Erin smiles, he's actually got a cute and really cheery smile. "Always the gentlemen I see." He hits a few buttons. "Hi Magnie, some people want to talk to you, that alright." Hi Erin! These aren't more of my peers, trying to teach me stuff. ::her voice tremble for a moment:: Or the bad agents, they didn't get here first did they? * Jonathon smiles a bit worriedly at the "bad agents" crack. * Ren says softly, "So she thinks we're the bad guys, huh?" * Marcus rolls his eyes. "We put her here. What do you think?" No, Magnie, you're safe here. ::cuts off PA briefly:: Maybe.. There's something in her past that worries her, she really doesn't like the government right now. It might be more than the blinding obvious reasons. * Erin then turns on the PA and steps back. * Jonathon looks at Erin, waiting for a nod. * Magnie goes back to singing. o/~ I'll fly away, cause I have super powers. o/~ Uh, that's not it. * Erin nods to Jonathon. * Jonathon smiles towards the PA system and speaks in a cheery voice. "And good evening to you, my lady. Excellent night for a song, wouldn't you say?" * Ren stays quiet, and lets the ladykiller do the talking. Better night for flying. (Proper I'll fly away lyrics: http://www.elyrics4u.com/i/i_ll_fly _away_alison_krauss_and_gillian_welch.htm) Yes, well, we can't fly every day. Such a pity. Are they treating you well here?" Sorta, I was afraid they were taking me back, but they haven't. But they won't let me have my wings! ::pouty voice:: They're just holograms, what am I gonna do with them?. * Jonathon gives a glance off to the side. "Taking you back, you say? To where, if I may ask?" * Ren raises an eyebrow at that, too. And that's a shame about the wings. I've seen pictures. They're very pretty. (I was thinking you were going for the Moulin Rouge version) (Nope) Nope! You may not. 'sides, Mael knows more about it anyways. I guess we'll just have to ask him, then. * Jonathon chuckles. "Fair enough. Fair enough. I can see you're a bit of a teaser on the side. * Jonathon winces a little at Ren's comment but smiles all the same, switching the PA off for a sec and turning back over to him. "Mael's her sister." He switches it back on. Nope silly, Maelstrom's a she. She was first.. or second. ::bonuses on the canvas:; But really, you keep me in prison and expect me to also remember past trauma, thank you no! * Ren looks a bit abashed. "Right. Maelstrom’s the sister." * Jonathon smiles a little. "Me? Oh no, I'm just a visitor. I won't press, I was simply curious." [Oh, scheduled arrival time is like ten minutes off. If they keep to it.] The last think I'd think of doing is making you feel uncomfortable, Magnie. Heard that before. * Jonathon hums the tune she was singing earlier for a bit, then smiles. "I'm sure you have. Dreadfully sorry to bother you. Perhaps we'll speak again later." * Erin glances at his watch and nods. Bye! Say hi to everyone for me! * Ren pushes himself off from the wall, and stands. I'm sure we will. o/~ Like a bird from prison bars has flown, I'll fly away.~/o * Ren grins. "You've definitely got a way with words, I gotta give you that." Oh? Right.. that's it. * Jonathon smiles at Ren and rubs the back of his neck nervously. "Well, I suppose it comes with the territory." [Jonathon doesn't exactly have a way with song though, but it's an easy song, so it doesn't really show] ( Hee. ) Well, shall we back to the entrance? If you're going to split you may as well do it now. So where shall we go? And is there a way to keep in contact in case other sectors are breached? I'm sure they've kept all the surveillance equipment up and running. Yes, but WE need to be in contact with each other. * Erin then grins. "Unless you want to hear Auld Lang Syne from me. And yeah, surveillance works." He shows you a guard room with video monitors and scavenges up some headsets for everyone. * Ren checks it over, and puts it on. * Marcus blinks, as if suddenly remembering something. "Oh. Would anyone happen to have a spare firearm?" Smashing. This will really help. "Can you fire a crossbow?" * Marcus takes the crossbow (and presumably the also-offered bolts). "I'll manage." * Ren reaches into his coat, and draws one of his (many) guns. A pistol. (Heavy pistol, if you're gunn-y enough to recognize it on sight.) o/~ To a sky where joys will never stop o/~ Err.. o/~ End. o/~ Although that's what I thought before. (on second thought) Bigger or smaller than this? I like big stuff. But I can manage with this. You two have fought one of these before. Any recommendations besides staying grounded? Remember, we don't want to kill anyone. [5 minutes] Keep at it. They can catch some of them, but they can still be overwhelmed. * Marcus takes the pistol Ren's offering Any distractions to give a clean shot would be welcome, too. I guess that's me * Jonathon slips on his small bracelet-style watch and smiles. "Well, I hate being grounded myself, but I'll manage." I found they had a harder time with things they couldn't see. But that doesn't mean a more powerful TK wouldn't be able to sense someone that's invisible. Especially since I don't have firearms training * Ren draws the sniper rifle again. (What's the lighting like in the corridor?) That being said... I figure if they can't fly, I can shoot them in the ankle to stop them. * Marcus turns invisible (and insubstantial) [Fairly good florescent.] Also, keep an eye out for any limitations they might have. She *gestures to the cell* can only TK stuff in air. As I mentioned before, it might run in the family. * Erin glances at his watch looking a tad nervous. * Jonathon smiles and whips out his pistol, cracking a clip in the chamber and pulling out a long directional microphone, pointing it down the hall. Let's hope the siblings don't get the other elements Excuse me for a moment... The clocks ticking. Everyone ready? I am...who wants to head to the entrance and who wants to stay here? * Drew walks over into a corner, takes off his coat, and starts unbuttoning his shirt. The cell will be our last staging point. The hall and entrance should be our primary goals. I'll take the entrance. I heal quick, and can get back to the other positions pretty quickly if I need to Where do you want me? * Jonathon looks at Erin. "Have some rope or something to restrain them just in case?" Me and Jonathon will take the hallway. I'll distract them with gunfire, while he should be able to get the drop on them if they're still cocky from getting past the entrance. I'll keep track at the hall. I can listen from here for trouble. * Erin thinks for a moment then goes off and grabs some from a closet. "Here you go." * Jonathon nods and smiles. "Give me some cover fire for my camera, and we should be good. We'll see how far shots go first though." * Jonathon taps the headset and waves to the rest. "Keep in touch." He points the mike in the direction of the door and settles in position. * Erin smiles as he heads out. "May the road stay put and the wind be absent." * Drew finishes getting his shirts off Hope you're not using silver ammo * Ren thinks, frowns. "I'll probably need Cheshire's help with this." Not at the moment. * Drew transforms into a werewolf thing No silver ammo here. (Would any of the comm headgear fit?) (Sure, it's pretty adjustable) * Ren leans against a wall across from Jonathan, lazilly. * Drew attempts to put one on, but has some trouble from having to use claws instead of fingers * Ren leans against a wall across from Jonathan, lazilly. (just in case last iteration of this line didn't go through. ) * Ren -eyes- Drew, and twitches. (this one, too. ) [Door crew leaves for #‘When trouble comes a knocking…’] * Jonathon glances at Ren curiously before paying attention back to the microphone. * Ren growls to himself lightly, then notices Jonathon’s glance. * Grysar sets mode: -vv Marcus Drew [Roll init now, so that's done] I ... don't like dogs. Can't get very far in this business if you don't work well with your coworkers. I'll be fine. Just means Cheshire won't like him. A lot. * Jonathon lets out a smirky raised eyebrow. "Cheshire?" Long story. * Jonathon smiles and looks down the hallway. "You don't tell a reporter about "long stories" old chap." (In a slightly snarling voice, over the comms) [SHPT] Testing, one, two, three. [CRACKLE] ~ It's working ~ * Ren winces. *comm* "I copy." * Jonathon speaks back into the comm. "I hear you. Any sightings yet?" * Ren glances back at Jonathon. "Short version, then. I've got a ancient spirit trapped in my body. I don't exorcise it, he let's me use some of his powers." * Jonathon looks down the hall, nonchalantly. "Oh. Is that all?" All I'm willing to tell. Remind me to speak with him later. * Ren mutters something to himself. I'd ... rather not. He's embarrassing. Must be a bother at cocktail parties. [SHPIT] Incoming in about 20 seconds He's th- Showtime. * Jonathon flicks the headset. "For you or for us?" They're coming in fast, about 100 kph by air * Ren shoulders the sniper rifle, and takes sight the way they'll be coming in. I'll try and get them to stay still long enough for you to get the drop on them. * Jonathon smiles. "If we chase them out, need to catch them by car." * Jonathon takes aim down the corridor and smiles nervously at Ren. "And what exactly do you mean "get the drop on them"?" Hit them on the head with a frying pan or something, or pistol whip them. Knock em out. Oh, is THAT all? They're flying. Damn. [Jonathon hears a lot of shaking outside, via the mike. Sorta earthquake like] Yes. Kind of makes it difficult, doesn't it? but...if there's only two of..." He blinks and taps the headsets. "What's going on out there? I hear an earthquake." Earthquake...? Let me guess. They're deciding to make their own entrance. * Jonathon gives a slight nod. *comm* Marcus, Drew! Get back here! [SHPIT] We're locking down the door, but I think the flyers are it * Ren unshoulders the sniper rifle and tucks it away, replacing them with a pair of pistols. "Any guesses on where they're gonna come in?" It's coming from outside. I just hear a lot of shaking. ~ Ok, they think there's only one of us. For now. ~ [Jonathon finds the shaking has stopped, and can hear faint traces of conversation from the door. He also hears the door coming down, and then stopping. Bit quicker than it should have] * Jonathon listens in on the conversation, a curious expression on his face. (Hearing roll) (Mod for the mike?) (-4 for this. It's harder to hear) (-4 was the last one ^^;) (...love you too dicey!) [Jonathon hears everything, perfectly. Maelstrom is taunting Drew, and then suddenly the mike screeches loud enough that even Ren can hear it, leaving poor Jonathon with a nasty ringing in his ears. Damn faulty equipment, shouldn't buy from the Acme corporation my friend] * Jonathon winces and clutches his ears, taking the mike off and tossing it to the ground, smiling faintly. "Well, it was bound to happen." It's the two of them, they're trying to keep the door from closing * Jonathon speaks into the headsets. "What?" We're trying to close and bar the door, and they're lifting it from a distance With luck this might waste some of their energy * Jonathon taps the set. "What?" *comm* Can you handle it by yourselves? We'll see * Jonathon shrugs and puts a silencer on his gun then starts to adjust his camera. ~ I'm hoping I'll get in a point-blank shot while they're unawares, but that'll be tricky with this debris shield they've got up. ~ *comm* Debris shield. Anything else you've noticed? ~ Yeah. The grounds crew is going to have their work cut out for them. ~ [Earthquake is quiet now, both of you couldn't hear it down there, just Jonathon cause he had the mike, back in his glory days of hearing] *comm* Fall back if you can't handle it. How many are there? ~ Two that I can see ~ *comm* Keep in touch, hang tough. * Jonathon keeps his eyes down the hallway, staying silent. He keeps his eyes peeled and seems to be unnaturally fixated on using them. He's still smiling but barely. * Ren glances over at Jonathon. "How about you? That was pretty loud." * Jonathon doesn't turn towards Ren, still staring down the hall. Jonathon. Are you okay? * Jonathon finally turns towards Ren and smiles. "What?" Are you okay? That was pretty loud... Sorry. I can't quite hear you. That was pretty loud. * Ren frowns. "Great." * Jonathon smiles and turns back towards the doorway. "Don't worry. I'm sure it'll go..err..eventually." *comm* Jonathon's hard of hearing for the moment. What was that? ~ They're about 10 m from the door, and probably coming through. They knocked Drew back. ~ * Ren taps Jonathon. "Get ready." *comm* Fall back to here or the cell when they breach the door. Both of you. * Ren twirls his pistols in his hands, and goes back to leaning against the wall lazilly. * Jonathon whips around, almost pointing the gun at Ren but smiles. "Right." He puts his gun away for now and gets the restraints ready. * Jonathon says to himself. "Maybe not right away, and keeps his pistol ready in his other hand, eyeing down the corridor. [There's the sound of some distant shearing of metal by the door. As if a fence and guard post were repeatedly clipping a wall while flying at a great velocity] * Ren eye's widen. "GET DOWN!" * Jonathon turns to Ren. "What?" Oh...sorry. * Jonathon flattens himself on the floor. * Ren does that, too. [The sound isn't getting closer just yet] ( Oh. So they're -not- powerful enough to send it all the way down the hallway in one blast inone round. >_> ) (I didn't say that. :P) * Ren opens his eyes, looks up. "Overreacted. Damn." * Ren stands up, frowning, then goes over and taps Jonathon. * Jonathon peeks up. "Hmm?" Overreacted. They sent something flying down the hallway, thats large and metal. ( Is it still going, or slowing down? ^_^; ) Yes. Well, overcautious is better than dead. I'll stay down here until they're through. * Ren nods, and looks down the hall. *comm* Anything new? I'm backing down the entrance tunnel to keep out of their debris field ( Seems those two are having fun up front. =p ) (sounds like. And Jonathon'd talk more but it's kind of hard when he's hard of hearing ^^;) [The sounds have made it halfway down the hallway now] * Ren taps Jonathon, and says slowly, "I'm going to check it out. If something comes down the hallway and it's not our team, get out of its way." Got it. * Ren mutters to himself, "Curiosity killed the cat. Good thing they got nine lives." * Jonathon lets out a slight sigh and sits quietly at the intersection. * Ren heads out. * Jonathon sighs and taps his fingers against the wall. "Sure are taking a bloody long time.." [At that, Jonathon sees a cloud of debris in the distance, Ren's almost there, Drew is in front of it, Marcus is invisible.] [Init: Ren, Drew, Jonathon, Manic, Marcus, Maelstrom] [Maelstrom’s turn] Well then.. that's new. [Maelstrom mentally attempts to pull away Marcus's gun. She manages to successfully find it with her mind] * Jonathon pulls out his pistol and aims down the corridor. [Marcus needs a body roll. +6 penalty] (nope) ( with her MIND! That sounds so cheesy. =p ) [They're still at a bit more than 30 m range. Far end of the hallway.] ( hahaha ) [Maelstrom adds it to her cloud] Fortunately, I did practice with the blindfold brother. [Ren!] * Ren growls. "Why must this be so difficult..." * Ren fires with both pistols into the cloud, notcaring too much about where he hits them at the moment. [For Jonathon's benefit, the two are barely visible through the cloud, one's a quite attractive brunette, but not as beautiful as Magnie. The other is a fairly thin bishie looking black haired guy, with a bit of a rabid look about him.] [What's the damage on the pistols?] * Jonathon tries to note if any of them are damaged too. [You can't tell through the cloud] [The shots hit the field of debris but don't go through] [Drew!] * Ren frowns. "Gonna need bigger guns." * Drew I'll try the claw again. Keeping an eye out for things like metal gratings this time (and that's a hit, if there are no penalties) [Drew nearly comes about as close this time, he takes less of a buffeting from the field, but particularly when protecting his own hide, he can't manage to break through it.] [Second Drew attack!] (Feel free to make second attack without me announcing) [Drew manages to slice Manic's leg, though most of the damage was absorbed by the 'No Admittance' sign he had to go through to do it] [Jonathon!] * Jonathon scans for the heaviest thing in the field. "This is a bother isn't it?" While he's scanning, he raises his pistol up and fires it into the cloud. It makes a ting sound as it riccochets a few times off the swirling debris, the trajectory bringing it closer and closer to the woman in the center. [The bullet gets through, the woman tries to maneuver herself out of the way, but the bizarre trajectory of the shot throws her off. A stream of red is added to the debris cloud from the wound.] * Jonathon smiles and calls out. "Sorry, love. But had to get through somehow." Understood. Hope you understand this. [Unarmed defense (grapple) rolls, everyone!] [And Marcus, this'll be over in a round. Want to put him on autopilot or stick it out?] [Ren is slammed into the ceiling, everyone else manages to avoid it.] [Marcus!] [Oh, and Ren is actually being kept stuck to the ceiling for now.] * Marcus> punches Manic in the face. Tra la la laaa la, Tra la la laaaaa la, Traa laa laa laaaa la traa la la laaaa. ::to the tone of Ride of the Valkyries. In a few different keys:: [Marcus misses] [Maelstrom closes her eyes for a moment wincing from the pain. You hear the couple ton jail door rattle, with increasing volume until it rips itself loose of it's mooring and falls into the hallway.] [If you look, the chains are still on though.] [Ren] [Maelstrom looks like she's in fairly immense pain after that maneuver. As you might expect.] * Jonathon swivels around at the noise and blinks. "Bugger it. Cover me." * Ren falls from the cieling... but dosen't hit the floor where he should. He puffs out with ghostly-looking fur, and spot-teleports to a spot a few meters farther away from the baddies. (That the whole turn?) [Drew!] (Marcus, could you catch him up?) * Drew tries to hit Manic with another swipe [Drew slices more of a hole into the field but his follow up attack as he's battered by it doesn't manage to quite reach his target. The damage is also begin to mount, but he's still fine for a while.] [Jonathon!] * Jonathon runs back towards Magnie's now bothersomely open cell and gives her a quick smile. "Dreadfully sorry about this. If it were up to me, I'd see you as free as the next bird, but, well, my hands are tied.." He runs to the chains and activates his amp on his wrist, slapping it around the chains. He tries to do it in a way that it won't actually pull her down more, just make it a little more difficult to get off. [Manic does nothing for the moment] [Marcus!] * Marcus punches him again ( T! K! Oooooo! ) [Manic gets his head knocked back and you can see blood dripping from his nose] [Maelstrom tries to pull the chains down from the roof. She fails and the field protecting the two loses some cohesion.] Time to run brother. [The debris behind them drops out of the way as Manic jets down the hallway, not quite moving his top speed, but easily surpassing a sprinter. He drags Maelstrom behind him, whose not really moving of her own volition] ( Aww. And I wanted Ren to face them down with a gun and say 'You're not going anywhere.' ) [They're now about 100 ms down the hallway. Manic is damned fast] [Ren] ( Waaaay that way, right? ) (Yeah) (And around a corner though I will let you move and shoot with a distance penalty) * Ren growls. "Slam me into a ceiling and ran away..." * Ren gives chase, whipping out an assault rifle on the way. (+4 attack penalty from sprinting) (If you're attacking, if just running, say so) ( Any Techniquery reduce it? ) (Steady hand) ( ..... 'tis a miss, it seems. o_O; ) [Remember kids, wild, uncontrolled shots] [Drew!] [Drew can not get in melee range in time] (Unless he has speed) (Um, I can't? Speed 1) (Drew can!) (Apply any other modifiers for movement to this) (which wasn't quite enough) [Drew keeps pace with the retreating pair, but finds it hard to connect while moving at well over 50 kph. [Jonathon!] * Jonathon heads quickly after them. "Wait. I still need a picture!" He takes a snapshot on the run at Manic... [Manic's frozen in time] [Marcus!] (can I catch up?) (You can get within shooting range, not melee range) (Do I see a gun lying on the ground anywhere?) (You could use your turn to grab one) * Marcus grabs a gun and prepares to fly down the hall at top speed * Maelstrom kneels and puts her hand behind her head.] "You win." Oh, and give me hearing rolls everyone. * Jonathon lets out a deep breath and slows down, lowering his camera. "Fast bugger. Someone get the restraints." (And that's mind. HA counts. Tell me if you make) (Yeah, I made the hearing check) [Drew hears chains rattling in the distance, way back by the cell.] [Ren] ( Made. By a lot. ) [Ren does too] [And it's his turn] Get back to the cell, I hear chains moving * Ren nods. "Not gonna be able to catch up with the other one now." * Drew does ^_^ [So, what's Ren do?] * Ren runs back to the cell. (wait, the other two aren't frozen in time?) [Manic is frozen, Maelstrom is in a position of surrender] (ah) (Manic is, Maelstrom isn't, but she's hard-pressed to move on her own.) Someone. I'll keep an eye on these two. Sorry love. No hard feelings. But I want this to be sorted properly. [My bad. Maelstrom did that] (Magnie should still be chained.. though that may change soon.) [Ren sees the chains have formed a nice set of wings behind out little Magnie. Looks like they're damn heavy but she's managing to keep them in the air and close to her anyways] (I should be there too) (Not your turn yet) * Ren starts to train the assault rifle on her... then lets it sag. "Look, kid. It's too late to try anything now." (ah, okay) [Drew!] [And yes, he can get back their in time] [Without the sprinting penalty] * Drew runs over to the cell and takes in the situation (That your whole turn?) (To Ren) Should I put the door back on, or keep her grounded, or what? * Ren glances at Drew. "Keep her grounded for now." (Grapple check on that one?) * Ren turns back to Magnie. "Your sister is hurt, and the other one is unconcious. And we know your trick. Just give it up." (It's a jump to get a hold of her) (And yeah, grapple) (How high up is she? I'll give it a shot, even though it might not be the best move) (Near the ceiling. Like 3.5 M up in a 5 M cell. (gimme a defense roll (grapples) drew) (made it) * Magnie nearly manages to push Drew back, but he grabs a hold of her. They're still in the air though. [Jonathon!] (Still Jonathon) * Jonathon goes over to Maelstrom and Manic and takes out the cuffs. "I'm sorry, but there's a way about these things. We want to take care of your sister. If you'd cooperate, we can take care of that nasty wound." [Manic's still frozen] [Marcus] * Marcus goes over to where Maelstrom and Manic are * Maelstrom lets herself be cuffed. [Magnie doesn't listen to Ren's advice, instead she barrels down the hallway flying at top speed, while at the same time Drew can feel her trying with a great deal of force to rip him off her from his back.] [Magnie is now where her siblings are] [Ren] Shit! Stupid girl... * Ren gives chases. Again. (He do anything more?) (Oh, dimensions of the hallway. 3.5 meters tall, 5meters wide. Magnie's in the middle) (Her cell was taller than the hallway) * Ren tucks away the assault rfile for now, and withdraws a sniper rifle. He dosen't fire yet, though. [Drew] ( Holding attack. ) (Is there any indication that grappling her successfully will pull her down?) (His weight won't do it) (And she's able to fly even while restricted) I guess I have to do this the unpleasant way (That's a hit. You clawing or what?) (That was claws. This is a biting grip) [Drew digs his claws into and bites the fleeing Magnie, and she passes out] * Jonathon loses his smile for a bit and opens his eyes. "Now that's totally uncalled for. Leave the poor girl be." * Ren frowns. That's enough. [Out of combat] * Drew lets go at this * Jonathon rushes over to Magnie and checks her over. (literally lets go of her) [Magnie doesn't make a particularly graceful landing, though Drew does break her fall. As he's beneath her. * Ren stand up, and tucks away the sniper rifle. The ghostly fur, tail, and extra ears fade away, as well. I could have stopped her without doing any harm, I'm sure of it...geez. [One of the side doors opens up and a couple commando looking guys step out.] With your permission, we'll chloroform and then treat the prisoners. * Marcus turns visible Please do. It got messier than I'd like.. * Maelstrom doesn't look particularly pleased, but before she can do anything she's knocked out. Stupid girl... * Marcus looks disapprovingly at Magnie and Drew. Indeed. A little too messy. * Jonathon sighs and runs his fingers through his hair, walking back over towards Maelstrom. He starts to say something, then gives a dirty look to the guard. "Just great. No one knows any bloody tact around here." [Commandos similarly treat Manic before he unfreezes and take Magnie off on a stretcher] * Jonathon slips his gun back in its holster and walks off out of the facility without a word. They'll probably be questioned later. * Drew dashes back to the security room to retrieve things, shoot up, and examine Magnie * Marcus hands Ren the gun back. "Thanks" * Ren growls. "Annoting teeks... Just can't shoot them and get it over with." [The doctors take Drew's help, though it seems like they're pretty well prepped. She'll be fine.] * Ren accepts the gun absently, and leans lazilly against a wall. [End, any last minunte comments, make em now and I'll retcon 'em in]