[Lumen]

"Just watch my back and be ready to knock this guy out again.  If he doesn't have the right answers then we'll leave."

Knives draws his fineblade focus and holds it to the ork's throat, just to the right of the windpipe.  He then reaches back and slaps his captive hard across the face hoping the jar will finish waking him up. 

When he speaks his tone is vicious and cold to match the look in his eyes, "Time to wake up mother fucker.  First thing you need to learn is we're on my fraggin timeline and your part in it is coming to a close very soon.  Now you're going to answer my questions and if you do well enough I just might not gut you like a fish.  Who the fuck sent you?"

[Csjarrat]

intimidation check please, mantis can chip in as a teamwork and dont forget modifiers for weapon use, causing pain etc

[Lumen]

I'll go head and roll and once Scawire has a chance to roll I'll factor those hits in. 
Charisma 2 - Dafaulting 1 + 2 Subject Outnumbered + 2 Wielding a Weapon + 2 caused subject pain + ? Teamwork = 7d6
7d6.hits(5)=3

   According to p65 I can't get more bonus dice from teamwork than my rating in the skill... 

[Csjarrat]

___Lumen___
resistance (inc wound mods) (3d6.hits(5)=1)
The ork groggily reacted to your slap, fighting the urge to come around.
The sharp blade digging into his neck sharpened his senses. His eyes opened, pupils dilated with fear and adrenaline.
He railed against his restraints, struggling like crazy before the increased pressure of your blade begins to draw blood.
He gulps as he tries to answer your question, clearly torn as to what to do. You get the impression he's much more used to be in your position that the one he is currently in.
F..F.. Fuck you.. I don't know nothing!

[Lumen]

"Don't give me that shit!  Who THE FUCK sent you!?  You've got thirty seconds to spit out some answers before I start carving you up.  What were you supposed to do once you had that data?"

[Scawire]

Teamwork help.
Intimidation 0 (-1) + Charisma 2 Subject out numbered 2 =3 (I don't think I get the weapon bonus or caused pain since Knives did that But then again I could be wrong.)
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4332772/ 0 hits No glitch


Mantis keeps looking back at the e-paper making sure that no back-up shows up for the Ork. As he keeps an eye on the ork and one on the e-paper he lights a smoke and decides to stay back a bit letting Knives do his thing. I would rather we do this quick but I'll see what Knives can get out of the guy.

[Sillasion]

Syberix leans up and in towards Deet, trying not to stir the bike too bad, yelling in his ear
"Shit was moving in the shadows! I wasn't sure if it was gonna fuck with us - so I threw a stun ball into em."

[Csjarrat]

___Lumen___
the ork is clearly shitting himself, struggling to get his tender neck region away from the sharp irritation of your fineblade
F..F...FUCK OFF! I don't know shit about them. I'm just a fucking middleman alright. I get a call, and do a job. You know how it is?!


___Scawire___
Knives has got the guy on the rails, he's cornered and doesn't have anywhere to go. Knives' blade is digging in heavily into the orks throat. thin trails of blood dribble down the blade and off onto the ork's trousers.
As you follow the blood trails lazily with your eyes, something seems odd about the ork's positioning.
Perception test please, don't forget wound mods

___Syberix___
Good job, nice hit.
Unearthly howls went up all around you, streaming off into the distance, the odd frequency and pitch of the howl piercing through the roar of the engines.
The Main street you hurtled down wasn't that long, but the intermittent high sided buildings reflected the engine noise beautifully back at you. A quick glance over each shoulder showed you that three other riders had kept up, two of them acknowledging you with a nod, the third readying a club from a holster on the fuel tank.
The main street came to an end at a T junction. Seeing the dispersing cloud of raven from the treeline several hundred metres away amid the roar of engines, Deet swings a left at speed before hitting a right at the next junction.
A huge and decaying intersection ahead of you showed you'd rejoined back onto the main carriageway into the dead zone.
Deet opened the throttle and gunned it down would would have been the old off ramp into the residential area you came from. Crumbling plascrete hemmed you in on both sides, weeds and tall grasses whipping at your ankles as they fought their way through the old road surface.
The off ramp became the carriageway and suddenly, your engine notes were not alone.
Suprise tests please!

[Lumen]

"Fine play dumb you certainly look the part.  Let's talk about your job then chummer.  Spill the details or I spill your blood, simple as that."

Knives urges the blade a hair further to illustrate his point.  If he does have any hesitations to end the ork's life you couldn't tell it from his demeanor. 

"Last chance mate is this job really worth dieing for?"

[Csjarrat]

___Lumen___
The ork sits bolt upright, every muscle in his body straining to get his neck away from the business end of the fineblade. It easily finds purchase in his soft flesh, a warm splash of blood pouring out of the well vascularised skin, running over your hand and into your sleeve as it coats your blade.
Shit...Don't kill me man.... I gotta kid... I gotta FUCKING KID MAN...
{You shove the blade in deeper, causing a large and deep laceration. Blood is pouring from the wound}
ARGHARGH, FUCK. Ok ok ok...
I get a call from a handler. Don't know his name. He gives me the job and pays me by a dead drop box.

[Sillasion]

Syberix curls a huge grin at Deet's approval, adding into her own happiness with hitting something....
*Now if only I could be hitting zis serpent mage...*


Initiative Surprise (1) &  Imitative (2)
Reaction 3 + Intuition 4 + Improved Reflexes 1 = 8 Dice Pool
8d6.hits(5)=1, 8d6.hits(5)=3
(1) - 1 Hit
(2) 3 Hits + Initiative 8 = 11 hits (2 passes)

[Lumen]

"I don't give a fuck if you've got a dozen starving, handicapped, children with you as their only hope for survival!  Tell me exactly what you were told to do here, besides being a twat."

Knives feels the warm blood pouring over his hand and up his sleeve,  "Oh now you've done it mate... You've gone an gotten your filthy blood over all my nice coat..."

[Scawire]

Mantis stands back watching the show puffing away at his smoke. Well my be we didn't have to high tail it but lets see where this goes. Mantis still a bit paranoid after taking a shell to his shoulder which thankfully has pain killers killing the pain of the wound, but knowing this could still go south keeps an eye on the cameras.


Perception (Visual) 1(3) + INT 2 - Wound 2 = 1(3)
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4334976/ 3 hits.... YA I can roll good from time to time any ways.

[Csjarrat]

___mantis___
Nothing much happens on the cameras, but you can see from the works fidgeting that he is desperately trying to get out of his restraints

[Scawire]

Oh great we are going to have to deal with him getting loose best do something about that. Mantis blows a smoke ring from his mouth, then lets Knives know what the ork is doing. Hey buddy that ork guy we seem to be debating if we are going to kill is getting out of his restraints you or me best make sure he doesn't get loose. Can't have an angry ork having any chance of interrupting our life or death talk with him. Mantis takes a drag from his smoke, Then walks over to where he can get a good look at his restraints in order to help keep an eye on just how well he is at escaping.