[luckace]

So the temple-people changed him... Scipio felt the rage building up in him. He would find out, why and he would make them pay for it!
For a moment he thought about giving one of Sano Souraj's henchmen a subtle hint that the Sai Baba-temple was brainwashing street-kids and making them kill Souraj's subjects, but Scipio doubte that the wanna-be (if he even believed the story) would do something helpful.

No, they had to do this by themselves. But the most important thing was Musaa's safety. The temple can wait! "Listen, brother...", he said, trying to sound as calm, professional and encouraging as possible. "Even if your... friends... at the temple had nothing bad in mind, you have to get your slot checked. Operations like this can often go wrong and..." Damn, I don't know a single thing about these operations! But we have to get him checked, whether he wants it or not. If the temple put the chip and the nail in his head, that's probably what made him go crazy.
He tried to take on a stern voice: "I hate to be a big brother like this, but you're leaving me no choice. Do you know that you almost killed your sister? The Musaa that left us would have never fired a bullet at a crowd with his brothers and sisters! I don't know whether your slot or the nail on it is responsable for this, but we'll gonna find out!"
Scipio hoped that Lucky's and his words left enough of an impression on the little boy. His tone got softer:
"Musaa, we're your family. We just want to protect you from whatever is inside your mind. It's like when you have a bad wound: even when it seems all right, you still should let an expert have a look at it. Please, just do this for us, you'r worried dhais who just want to keep their brother safe"

[Jack_Spade]

Riker ignored the staring man and went in the direction the other children had gone to. While he did so, he loosened the knife he wore in the sheath on his left arm. Whatever happened, they wouldn't catch him alive...

[Volker]

Riker

The temple is a beautiful yet somewhat neglected building. It's clean but here and there bricks show, windows have holes, our other signs of bad sustaining arise - just as anywhere else in this God-forsaken city. As you enter, you come into the main hall. There is a huge poster displaying Sadi Baba on the wall. His right palm is directed to his followers - and Riker. People lie on the ground, worshipping him. There is a huge donation box on front of the poster. The whole room is held in red and orange and white. Nobody wears shoes inside. If you enter without taking yours off, you are asked friendly to remove them. Just as you do so, you can see the boy you were following turn around a corner to an area you're quite sure you're not allowed to follow. The tall man moved a few steps to be able to keep an eye on you.

The others

"I'm not lying, Lucky. I mean, it wasn't there very same person, but it was also someone the white men ordered to, y'know? But he was a local, and the slot was put by some white westerners. But they did it for me, y'know?"

Musaa seemed reluctant to have the jack checked. But as Scipio mentions Sharmila, he changes. Bikki throws a glance at the still sleeping girl, soothed and held by Hari. "I... I didn't think about them. I'm still your brother! Man, I'm so sorry! I... Alright, let's go to this... doctor. Thing. Whatever."

[gilga]

On the way to the doctor Lucky was distracted he did not say much. The  guilt... Bikki had to be stopped but the image of him just collapse like a stone, echoed in Lucy's mind. He enjoyed the thrill - but could not get rid of that terrible guilt.
 

[Jack_Spade]

Riker decided fast: He left his sorry excuse for shoes (he made sure to leave them just next to a nice pair that looked as if they could fit) and strode with the self importance of a messengenger to the door where he just saw the children leaving.
When he was inevitably stopped he said: "I have a message for the teacher of Musaa"
Con(Fast Talk) Test: 8d6t5 2

[luckace]

Scipio made no attempt to break the awkward silence that joined them on their way. In fact, his own thoughts kept him pretty busy. He knew one sad truth: If they couldn't heal Musaa, they had to stop him. No, I can't let this happen! He's our brother, we can't give him up! But if Musaa didn't want to be "healed"? Nobody had the right to put his own version of the truth over someone else's. Nonsense, he's been brainwashed, he told himself. He's not himself. It's our duty to get the old Musaa back. Let's get the chip out, maybe that'll solve the problem.
But in the back of Scipio's head, a doubtful voice remained, that just wouldn't shut up about how wrong it was to change Bikki against his will.
And another question, fairly simple, but still important, came creeping up his mind: How should they pay the doctor?

[Volker]

Riker

Opposed Roll: 4 successes. Sorry as soon as I get back to a computer, I'll roll online again. Promise

The sinewy man frowns at your request. "Who sent you?" You can tell from the tension in his body that you didn't quite convince him.
"What kind of message? And which teacher do you mean?"

The others

Unfortunately, there's only one place you can be sure you'll find someone who knows this business but doesn't ask too many questions: Thamel. Neither of you feels very comfortable at the thought of going there, even more so if you're unprotected. But you're not. Although Hari excused himself (He wouldn't let go of Pratiksha before he knew she was well), there were actually two offers for help. Sissy's came first. "Aye, dai, you go there but you don't without someone big. I'll..."
But he was interrupted by someone else. You couldn't quite bite back a grin over your gang's eagerness to help. "You is need some'un with brains, brudders. Me's a-goin' with ya, and me mojo's a-cummin' along. Whazzay ya?", asks HarleQueen.
No matter whether you take muscles our magic with you, it's always good not to be alone in the headquarters of organ snuggling, drugs and prostitution...

[Jack_Spade]

"How the hell should I know. The kid said go to the temple and tell my teacher: I have done as he asked. Also I should tell him where they can be picked up. And no, I don't know who "they" are."
Riker made a bored face. "And since I gave the message to you, you now owe me the rest of my pay. Cough up the rupie"


Fast Talk: 8d6t5 1

Yeah, they probably won't buy that. I'm adding edge:
Fast Talk +Edge: 5d6t5 2
1 exploding 6
Fast Talk +Edge: 1d6t5 1

[luckace]

It was a tough choice. Scipio knew that it would not come down to who was the best fighter, but with whom they could avoid most of the fights. There was always someone with a bigger bite in the sprawl, and especially Thamel was full of bear-size-biters. And if they wanted to last an hour in Kathmandu's black heart, they had to stay away from those. And there was the choice: with Sissy in their squad, they might be able to avoid most of the nine-to-five-cutthroats and robbers, simply because his intimidating figure would hopefully scare them away. On the other hand,  with the big troll in the party the would loose a lot of their agility since the wouldn't be able to "meld" into a crowd or get away from trouble unnoticed.
 With Harley in the team, they would still be able to escape through cellars and narrow shortcuts, but Sissy would definitely slow them down. Still, every thug in Thamel knows Thamel's street better than we do. They'd probably get us anyway, but Sissy can probably keep them at bay just by looking at 'em.
"Ahm, HarleQueen, I think the thing we lack the most is indeed force. Sheer, brutal force, I mean. And someone who looks bad enough to cause them nasty folks nightmares just by looking at them, and - don't get me wrong - you're just to pretty for that."
He tried a charming smile and hoped the orc-girl was not in a bad mood.

[gilga]

Lucky said, "thanks a lot guys... My own opinion is that we need no magic nor muscle. We need a silver tongue, and some wits. If we get into any kind of fight someone will die and I can't accept that.
Unless magic can get us there undetected or disguise us as infected people - we do not need it this time... but do explain if you have another idea."

he smiles.

"A little bit of ruppies in wallets... enough so we can get robbed a couple of times - but somthing not satisfying about a meal worth nothing more. will do the trick for us.

Face it guys, we're not exactly a powerful force in the streets - it is better that we don't pretend to be somthing that we are not...

Some cosmetics to make us appear very sick can also go a long way towards not ending up in the organ doner list. If we may be infectious and have nothing worth stealing why bothor us? we can be more damage to just to approach than the couple of ruppies we may be carrying"

[Volker]

Usually, there should be only one roll on a social skill in a certain social situation. I'm quite sure you don't roll for each combat round ;-)
I think you could re-roll 2 dice more if you used 2nd chance.

But since my roll without dice is not really valid, too, I guess it's fine this time.
Opposed Roll: 6d6t5 3

Riker

The man shoots riker a suspicious look. Frowning, he replies, unsecurity in his voice: "Musaa, you say? That street dog that found his way here a couple of months?"
He frowns again. To buy time, he demands to know: "Why didn't he come himself?"

The others

"Yo," says HarleQueen, "me mojo may make you get anywhere undetected, sweet dai, but I ain't no sure whether you wants to go Thamel-ways invisible. But me'd love to kick some ass with 'em who fragged wid da kiddo's mind, me would!"
Cissy remains calm, knowing he could never outtalk any girl (let alone HarleQueen, who usually is as loud as her face is colorful). He actually winced a bit when she let her stream of words pour over you, as you can tell from his face that he really feels bad letting you go to Thamel alone, but feeling at a loss of words to convince you.

[luckace]

Invisible? Scipio frowned at the thought of that. Was his sister really capable of doing something like that? Well, whatever, he didn't want to find it out with himselt as the test object. He trusted HarleQueen, but not her spooky abilities. No, invisibility - even it was possible - was not an option.
And if Scipio ws completely honest with himself: The big-mouthed orc-girl wasn't an option either. I love her, but she's a bomb. She'd probably rather provoke a fight than help us avoid one.
But going alone?

"I don't know, Lucky, I like the plan with the make-up but I think we can get a lot more done with a silver tongue and some steely teeth than just with a tongue alone. We go there alone, I say five minutes 'til they're on us, no matter how sick we look. The people there would kill for a hot meal, I think we need some force to back us up if the camouflage fails."
He turned to HarleeQueen. " You think you could do that, my pretty bahini? I think you've got more experience with make-up than the most of us."

[gilga]

I agree, if I am to go  - this trip has to resolve peacefully. So far speaking or fleeing kept me alive. We should also cover Musaa's slot.
He address HarleQueen with a respectful look: Could you please help us with mundane cosmetics?



Does Lucky knows anything about HarleQueen Magic? can she summon spirits for example?

[Jack_Spade]

Riker just shruged: "Didn't ask him. He just said I should tell his teacher where he and the others could be picked up."
Riker wasn't a schemer by nature, but maybe - just maybe - they could prepare an ambush for whoever would come for Musaa and make them give him and the others some answers...

[Volker]

Riker

Still frowning, the tall bald man replies: "All right. I, uhm... I'll go get hime. You wait right here, tik chha?"
He walks off briskly, entering the forbidden parts of the temple.

The others

"Ya, like frag, shit'eads. Y'wanna looks like some clown or what? Me's not a cosmetician or what's-a-called-it. Could give it a try, though... Whazzit gonna be? Sick'n'beautiful? D'ya've any idea already where ta go 'n' wadda do?"

A shy smile appears on Sissy's tusky lips. You chose him. Hiding his pride, he takes a seat next to you, ready to go whenever you're there. "Shall I get my club, dai?"

The problem is that none of the others has any experience with magic themselves. If she is able to summon spirits, you might never have witnessed it, or didn't realize what it was. Fact is, you never saw hear summon a spirit or something. You do know that she has a knack of igniting things (and people). Apart from this, you never know what is her spooky appearance, and what actual magic.