Fang saw that Bulldog’s Humvee was an interesting mixture of comfort and safety. Comfortable seats that could be fully set to the person occupying them, and heated, were outfitted with four-point safety belts. The small refrigerator in the back was in contrast with the two gun ports, covered by sliding plates on the outside. The car was a mixture of modern technology and that of the beginning of the century: Bulldog checked something on the dashboard, behind a removable plate which hid multiple buttons and gouges, each without any kind of signs to identify their functions.
From the outside though, the vehicle was nothing but a much-used, bulky vehicle. Its armor plating was reinforced at the front, and minor dents could be seen all over the car. On top, a row of searchlight could radiate a blinding amount of light. The windows were tinted at the moment, so anyone outside couldn’t see what went on inside.
After arriving at the safehouse and rolling inside the building, Bulldog took the Hee-Vee-Bar from somewhere under the back seat. He left the shotgun inside – one big gun should be enough. The battle rifle was obviously used but well-maintained. Those who knew a thing or two about guns could see that the weapon was modded more than once, and some parts must have been changed under the course of its usage.
He looked around thoroughly before going up the steel stairs. He took account of all the entrances that could be seen and all the cover that could be used in case of an attack. He knew safehouses were mostly safe because nobody knew to look for you there, but looked for hidden surveillance and defense equipment anyway.
[spoiler=looking around to know the lay of the land]Perception to notice obvious and hidden things:
INT(4) + Perception: Visual(6) + Vision enhancers(3) + Looking(3) (16d6.hits(5)=6)Looking for applicable cover and tactics:
LOG(3) + Combat tactics: Urban(4) + Mnemonic enhancer(2) (9d6.hits(5)=4)[/spoiler]
After arriving at the second story, he greeted the others.
“Good, I can see everybody is here. As I understand this is the whole team: Shadow, the lone survivor of the previous group, a B&E specialist; Nick, our medic; Fang, matrix specialist; Judah, astral tracker and magical support; and Mask and me for combat support.” Bulldog looked at each of them when he mentioned their names. Determination showed in his eyes. This was obviously something he was committed to do.
“If I left some of your relevant talents out, pray tell.”He then turned to Judah, who luckily didn’t get back to his astral recon yet.
“Now, could you tell us, what you have seen in the lounge? Previously we were able to determine that the appearing spirit was a Harrow – a toxic spirit of man – and it used the powers of confusion and concealment, besides some other that could totally mess up the minds of those present. It also emanated a toxic aura both on the astral and the physical world which affected those present negatively, causing some allergic reaction.” He gathered his thoughts before continuing.
“I also think we are not facing a simple eco-terrorist. This one uses sound tactics, carefully planned actions. He works with at least a hacker but we cannot rule out he has other helpers.” For Mask and Judah, he summarized his earlier conclusions and the possible paths to pursue.
“So, what do you all think, what should we do?”