[Mercy Merchant]

Yelena thinks of something. >>Srui, can use drones take pictures of dead people?  Might use for bounties.<<

[ismilealot]

Hellfire interrupts saying, "Sirens"

[Mercy Merchant]

Yelena grimaces.  "Arc, can go without headlights on tracks?"

[Qwikfix]

Arc grinned as she heard her team talking, the new information turning in her head.  "Aye, just rake pot shots, bullets are big enough for it.  Null sweat on the drive.  Get in position, I'm moving out!"

Commanding her drones to follow, she had the sniper and assault drones flanking her on overwatch and vision, providing her with a night view of the compound as she sped around the opposition to the tracks.  During that, her bugs went around to snap pics of the fallen, instructing them to disperse after and regroup when they were far away.

The dice were cast...now to see what she could do...

[ismilealot]

The van turns in the snowy streets, as a small white plume trails behind them. It's not much, but it's enough to give the gangers shooting at them an idea of their targeting location. The clack of gunfire and ricochets ring out from multiple locations. Most of them miss, the few that hit  pepper the sides of the vans armored surface uselessly. But, the rocket coming from the second story window doesn't rely on meat eyes for it's targeting, and its enough to pierce the armored hide if it connects.

[Mercy Merchant]

>>Srui.  Is rocket coming up ass of van.<<  Yelena pulls the triggers on the rear autocanons and hopes for a miracle hit.  Unfortunately, the savage movement of the van coupled with Yelena's totally unskilled shooting mean that her shots appear to go wild, but they do churn up some ground and a building where they do hit.


Shoot Autocanon:  Shoot: 6d6t5 1     
Use edge for misses:  Edge for misses: 5d6t5 0  At least it was not a glitch.

[Qwikfix]

"Tch, not enough drinks for that kinda action!"

Arc saw the familiar trails of the rocket blazing for their position, using the wild shot from the assault cannons to reference the trajectory as she seemed to glide through a curve, extending her anticipated turn by mere meters as the missile whizzed by, leaving them unscathed.  Panting a bit in her virtual running ground, the rigger took one glance back, flipping the bird with her hand as she kept running, bringing them to the tracks.

whoops, forgot the roll.

Driving Dodge: 14d6t5 6  easy dodge

"Keep it up, we're getting out of here"

[ismilealot]

Jed's spirit flows in through the door when Yelena opens it to shoot and Jed sees the mages blade in his hands. His spirit wrestled for it, but he was unused to combat with my kind. It says to Jed.

Velenkoradi appears next to Marco and fluffs his beautiful plumage. I have carried out your wishes. Am I not beautiful?

[Qwikfix]

The streets seemed to flow before Arc as she navigated, making the frozen patches work with her instead of against her, turning what could be a chaotic and hazardous affair into one of grace and beauty as each corner was rounded and cleared.  As she went, the van's radio crackled as her voice came in, humming and chanting what could only be deciphered as an Or'Zet mantra as the tracks came up.

With just a bump, the van transitioned off the road, clearing for the gate...

Drivie Test: 14d6t5 6

well hot drek~

[ismilealot]

The van sped through the street and entered the tracks with only a slight bump heading for the building that opened up into a small plain. Right now, with the ground frozen, Arc thought that they should have no trouble traversing the plain to safety and it had no fencing to stop them. Traveling the tracks at the speed that they were going was no problem, it had been bumpier playing hopscotch on rooftops Arc thought. Then, just as they burst through the buildings entrance, Arc spotted it, a train bursting like a bullet from the tunnel it had been traveling in. At these speeds Arc knew it would be on them in moments.

[gilga]

Marco looked at his spirit and smiled "always " he said

[SmilinIrish]

Jed accepts the focus and smiles at his spirit.  Thank you for your assistance.   

[Qwikfix]

The reunions that were going on in the van with the mages and their spirits was a momentary...and likely necessary...distraction to draw their gaze away from what was going on around them.  Even Yelena with her focus on the gangers in their rear may have been spared the moment of alarm and surge of adrenaline that now coursed through Arc's veins.  She may not have been through high school, but she didn't need to take a physics course to determine how Newton's Laws of motion would be serving to smear every particle of matter they and the van were made up of on the ice over several square meters.

If anything, there were two indicators that something was going on that might be bad (besides the obvious visual):  One, Arc suddenly sent out a curdling roar into the virtual feed as she dug her persona in, mustering up every burst of speed she could with the vehicle she was tied into.  Sprinting, she was practically horizontal as she fought to close the distance between her and safety.

Two, the engine roared at a volume and pitch well above machine norms as the accelerator vented, wheels screaming as she cleared into the plains and to get off the tracks into the safe open...

Drive test to get through this mess, go!  Using my third point of Edge!

Driving test (push the limit, fragger!): 18d6h5 11

NOT TODAY, TRAIN!   NOT TODAY!

[ismilealot]

Arc clears the buildings exit and plows into the packed ice lining the tracks. The vehicle loses traction, but it's momentum sends it flying up over the banked ice and for a moment it's airborne. It lands with a heavy thud as it's reinforced shocks take the impact. For a moment the van is skidding, but, it's a moment only, as Arc's enhanced reflexes take over and right it's direction even as the train passes them. The faces of children are pressed up against the windows of the train, the only witnesses to Arc's skill as she rights the vehicle and sends it speeding northwest to the roads and safety. The snow is much thicker here on the plains, and it slows Arc down, but not much, and with Marco's snow tsunami blinding the gangers meat eyes, a coordinated assault on their rear is unlikely..

[Qwikfix]

It may have just been virtual, but Arc was still holding her breath in the tense moments that it took for her to clear the facility.  Note to self: cross playing chicken with a train off my list.  Fraaaag all...   The rigger fell silent for several moments, accepting navigation from Hellfire and Nicolai once  they were a few kilometers out, and back on a road.  They did it.  They entered hell,  got the job done, and left.  Sending the recall pattern command out to her drones, she let them back into the van once they were well out of range of detection, shutting them down after all that.

Some time later, Arc was given the go ahead to pull over, let the van idle for a bit as she applied the brakes.  Setting it in park, her meat body drew a sharp intake of breath as she jumped back into it, the harness seatbelt keeping her in place as she lurched.  Panting heavily, she felt as if she had just finished a big run...something she wasn't accustomed to.  She felt like her arms and legs would have some bruises, and the sting of a cut on her cheek drew her to reality.  "Frag...I'm starving..." She uttered breathily, leaning forward as her hand fished in her pockets.

Drawing forth one of her cigarettes, she balanced it on her lips as she went for her lighter, looking a bit rattled to say the least..