[Csjarrat]

___Sillasion___
Tucking in as best you can, your armour and helmet take the brunt of the initial impact.
Sky and floor continue to trade places, brief flashes of the angry bikers around you swerving to avoid yourself and Deet, also scattered to the wind as sparks fly from the downed bike.
You come to rest, supine, in a thick patch of overgrown central reservation staring at the grey overcast sky.
Roaring engines disappear up the road, getting quieter every second.
The stillness after such noise is almost defeaning. Your fast, short breaths sound like artillery fire as your ears ring. Everything aches in your body and you feel an overwhelming urge to just sleep.
take 1S (great rolling btw!!) you're free to act, but i think you'll be at -1 for tests now due to the previous wound mods.

[Lumen]

"Oh trust me the impossibility of it all has already crossed my mind.  As long as we get some decent tech support mistakes will not be a problem." 

"Well unfortunately he was not very talkative not to mention dumb as a sack of rocks.  However I was able to get one little piece of information that could be of use to you.  He was supposed to nick the data off of us and stick it in a dropbox.  Gare du Nord, Locker 502 that's what he said.  If I had to guess probably a train depot, maybe not. 

[Csjarrat]

"that is interesting. Good job. We'll get some eyes on it right away. It's the main train station in Paris, links with the Eurostar service to Brussels and London. You must all be rather tired.
Why don't you speak to Pavel, he'll show you to your rooms. Get showered, have a nap and meet downstairs at 7.30pm for dinner? It sounds like you could do with a good square meal"

[Lumen]

"Ay sounds great.  Just head downstairs then?"  Knives takes one more long drag from the cigar then stubs in out in an ashtray. 

[Csjarrat]

"Yes, Pavel will sort you out with some clothing. In the meantime, if you need any equipment, please let Pavel know. We'll discuss the next steps once I've got this data analysed"

___Lumen + Scawire___
END OF CHAPTER 2

Congrats guys, been a long old mission, but you did it!

Please award your characters with 6 karma each. Lumen you get a bonus 2 karma for great roleplaying.
you are now in downtime, you count as fully healed and have a full edge pool to play with during downtime. it will refresh again at the beginning of the next mission.

[Sillasion]

The world spins as Syberix's world comes to a halt with her body. Somewhat disoriented by the noises and the abrupt halt she looks around... her mind turning trying to make sense of her still rolling thoughts.
*Bike.... Race....huh?*
She grabs her head for a moment focusing her vision on the cycles speeding away from her.
*Scheiße...Deet*
She stumbles up onto her feet, her movements still reflecting the rolling toll on her equilibrium as she begins to cast moving forward.

Casting Levitate - Force 5
Spellcasting 4 + Magic 5 + Specialty 2 + Mentor Spirit 2 - 1 Wounds = 12 Dice Pool
12d6.hits(5)=4
4 hits (speed 20 meters per turn)

Resist 3S
Charisma 6 + Willpower 5 = 11 dice pool
11d6.hits(5)=4
4 hits - all resisted


Syberix kicks up off the ground as her spell finishes, the land rushing beneath her as she moves to catch the speeding cycles.

[Csjarrat]

You launch effortlessly into the air, maintaining your forward momentum with a graceful transition into a semi-flight.
The acrid smell of burnt rubber filled your nostrils as you ascended a short distance, enough to see the tell-tale snaking black tyre trails and a slew of broken chrome leading off the road into a small thicket of trees about 50 metres up the road.
A slow trail of hazy smoke escaped the low canopy of the thicket, but a sizeable hole had been punched through the undergrowth on the way in, two repeatedly overlapping tyre indents in the mud approaching it highlighting the bike's final resting place.
In the distance, the final reverberations of the passing bikes died to a whisper.
You were alone.

[Sillasion]

"Fuck...."
Syberix mind turns briefly, and she takes off towards the last area she saw the smoke, working her elevation higher as she goes to travel over the top of the trees.
*vith any luck, I vill catch sight on ze ozer side.*
The back of her mind, knowing at her speeds she won't be able to actually catch the bikes.

[Csjarrat]

No exit hole could be seen on the far side of the thicket.
The bike must have come to rest within it. A faint haze of smoke drifted out of the canopy as you ascended over it, trying to get a better look.

[Sillasion]

Perception 1 + INT 4 +3 Enhancements + 3 actively looking - 1 wounds = 10 Dice Pool
10d6.hits(5)=3


As Syberix closes in on the thicket, she lowers herself some, trying to peer into the thicket where the smoke billows out - looking for what she could assume is Deet or his bike. If needed she'll lower herself more, but not all the way.

[Csjarrat]

As you descend slightly, you can make out what looks like the back wheel through the gentle movement of the canopy in the breeze.
Grunts of pain and animalistic snorting can be heard from below.
get the fuck away from me!!!

[Sillasion]

Syberix lowers herself down into the thicket, landing on a branch to catch a look for the individual making the noise and his surrounding assailants.


If the individual is Deet, She'll try to levitate him up out of the situation he's in.
Casting Levitate - Force 5
Spellcasting 4 + Magic 5 + Specialty 2 + Mentor Spirit 2 - 1 Wounds = 12 Dice Pool

Resist 3S
Charisma 6 + Willpower 5 = 11 dice pool

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
If it's not, she'll fly off on her way, looking for any trails to follow:
Perception 1 + INT 4 +3 Enhancements + 3 actively looking - 1 wounds = 10 Dice Pool

And invisible castle is down again. I'll roll as soon as it's up.

[Csjarrat]

As you lower yourself to peer through the branches, you make out Deet's large form, half crushed under the bike, frantically waving a stick at some unseen agressor.
Knowing that lifting Deet out of trouble would be impossible without shifting the bike first, you focus your energy into hauling the bike away from Deet

12D6F5 =>  [ 6; 4; 5; 1; 4; 3; 1; 6; 6; 6; 5; 5; => 5 success(es) against 5 ] = 5 | ones: 2 spell successfully cast
resist roll: 11D6F5 =>  [ 3; 6; 5; 1; 6; 5; 6; 1; 4; 1; 6; => 3 success(es) against 5 ] = 3 | ones: 3

The bike is still too heavy to levitate, all the chrome and steel weighing it down. Deet senses a shift in it's centre of gravity though and shouts and groans as he shoves it away from his legs.
His groans of exertion soon change to shouts of aggression mixed with animalistic growls. Deet shouted out in agony.
He was being attacked.

[Sillasion]

Syberix lowers herself down to get a clear view of what Deet is engaging but tries to stay as far off the ground as possible.  No matter what manner of beast awaits her she beings to weave together a manabolt to launch against Deet's attacker.


Since Deet is free I'll drop the levitate on the bike.  Once she has line of sight on Deet's attack (assuming it's just one) she'll launch a manabolt at Force 5.
Spellcasting 4 + Magic 5 = 9
9d6.hits(5)=3
Damage: 5P + net hits

[Csjarrat]

surprise and imitative please!