[FastJack]

Mercedes grits her teeth and moves to get up from the floor, covering her mouth and nose with her shirt sleeve. She looks out the window, switching her sight to Astral to see if there's anything noticeable.

[Walks Through Walls]

Walks Through Walls calls her watcher back, and starts helping B.B. lift Yancy. She mentally asks her watcher, "Anything astrally active on the one I am helping lift?"

As they start moving Yancy to the window she replies to the text, "We are sending Yancy out the window first. Save him then the rest of us will jump."

[Sludig]

*looks at the text* "This is likely a really bad idea, however, we don't have a lot of options." *helps Walks lift and carry Yancy*

[inca1980]

@Walks:

Your watcher seems very confused.

[OOC: Watcher's assensing: Assensing 1 + Intuition 1 = (2d6.hits(5)=0).

@Everyone:

As the smoke makes it's way into the kitchen slowly you all help to carry Yancy to the window and heave him over the edge.  You look down as his slowly rotating unconcious form becomes smaller and smaller as it approaches the ground and then finally hits the pavement and bounces once, his appendages flailing in the air like a rag-doll, before he comes to a halt.  He just lays there motionless, his limbs twisted at gruesome angles but the sealed light military armor seems to keep his flesh together all in one place. 

Several officers yell and begin to bark commands but keep there distance from Yancy's corpse only keeping their firearms trained on it as some of them look up towards the window. 

As you all stand in front of the only still clean air near the window, another txt msg instantly pings everyone's commlinks simultaneously.

<<From: 9934.3424.243432072090 Recieved:20720902171931>>

                     jump!

<<Horizon Wireless msg service -- 323ALK232LKJ9099077>>

[FastJack]

Mercedes looks all around outside for ANY signs of spirits or mages that might be preparing something to catch them if they jump. As Yancy's body falls to the ground and smacks against the pavement, she shakes her head, "Qué demonios."

6d6.hits(5)=0

[Walks Through Walls]

Walks thinks to herself, "Well there goes any hope of mercy."

She looks at everyone else, "I think we are out of options. I'm leaning towards jumping unless someone else has a better idea because somehow I don't see them being very merciful now."

[Kontact]

"It certainly simplifies things.  Might have been more poetic to leave him to choke on his own people's gas, but at least we learned something.  If this is going to work, it's going to be by invitation.  Hurry up and jump.  We're dead either way now." 

[Walks Through Walls]

Thinking to herself, "Moon Maiden hopefully I won't see you here really soon." She Who Walks Through Walls jumps from the window.

She Who Walks Through Walls teamwork test. Wil 4+chr5+3=12d6
12d6.hits(5) → [3,5,3,4,5,4,5,4,4,4,1,5] = (4)
(OOC oops forgot the -2 dice from stun, but that still leaves She Who Walks Through Walls with 3 successes)

[FastJack]

Turns around and kisses Woofer, then steps over the sill and jumps.

Willpower [4] + Charisma [8] + Teamwork [3] - Wound [2] (13d6.hits(6)=4)

[Sludig]

Woofer kisses Mercedes back, and jumps out the window...

6d6.hits(5)=2

[Kontact]

[I'm assuming that Woofer made it out, if not, I'll edit to make sure to help him, even if I gotta take the damage.  Here's a roll, but B.B. is pretty much suicidal so jumping from a window should come naturally to him.  11d6.hits(5) → [5,3,3,2,6,2,2,2,6,1,6] = (4)  Looks like he's been waiting for this opportunity. ]

"Well Angel, wanna see if you can fly?"  Brian starts laughing madly and jumps.

[inca1980]

@Woofer:

[OOC: I'll just go ahead and make the roll for you just to push this along and take advantage of the time I have this month to post a good deal.  Woofer: Charisma 2 + Will 3 + teamwork 3 (3) = (8d6.hits(5)=1).  Woofer: Body = (4d6.hits(5)=0).  Incapacitated by gas.]

@Everyone:

Angel looks at everyone through his gas mask and shakes his head,

"You gotta be kidding me...  well someone's gotta cover your retreat anyways, so it might as well be my way of calling it even."

He turns and starts back toward the living room and disappears into the wall of white smoke.  All you see are some flashes of machine gun fire behind it as he starts exchanging rounds with the cops at the doorway from the cover of the kitchen.

First Walks Through Walls takes a leap through the window and disappears from sight, right behind her Woofer pushes Mercedes towards the window and after giving her a kiss, he makes sure she jumps.  B.B. leaps up onto the window sill and can see the whole Seattle skyline glittering in the dusk, looks down and then back tucks off the ledge whooping with excitement.

@B.B.:

The last thing you see before your view goes behind the window sill is Woofer suddenly convulse in a fit of coughing and become enveloped in the spreading wall of white smoke, and just like Angel, disappear from view.


@Woofer:

The nausea and burning overpowers your control of basic motor-functions and you begin to vomit as you curl up on the kitchen floor.  The automatic weapon fire suddenly ceases and before you lose consciousness the last thing you remember is several men picking you up and fitting you with manacles and their voices muffled behind helmets:

"Well lookie here....scanner just got an ID on this one....... just like central thought......name's Marcus Steele....seems like he been getting mixed up in business he ain't supposed to be messin in......says here he used to be a cop, his dad still is one in UCAS, so don't rough him up too much......."

[inca1980]

17:48 June 19th, 2072:  194 Dexter Ave, 50m off the ground:

@BB, Mercedes, and Walks:

The wind whips your jackets and hair as you feel that uncomfortable feeling of weightlessness inside the pit of your belly.  Yancey's corpse is getting closer and closer and you heart is ready to explode with the realization that you may have just lept to your own death. 

Just as gut wrenching panic sets in you suddenly feel the feeling in your stomach shift a little, as if gravity were getting slowly turned back on and you feel as if you were falling through some kind of invisible viscous goo which gets thicker and thicker.  Just as soon as your fall comes to a complete halt only about 20 m from the ground, you begin to feel that weightless falling sensation again except this time your body is moving in the opposite direction, straight towards the sky.  Faster and faster the three of you rocket upwards and you even hear a few shots ring out from the ground but they miss completely.  In no time you are almost level with the top of the building and floating several meters above the roof you see a figure with it's hands outstretched. 



Mercedes can see with her astral sight that this figure is casting a spell which is affecting everyone.  Behind it a KE chopper is hovering in place but does not seem to notice the figure nor the team. 

By means of the spell the team which was originally scattered about in space is brought into a tighter radius until you're all almost bundled shoulder to shoulder.  Directly below you all of a sudden appears an aircraft which flickers into sight as if a mystic shroud had been removed from it.


 

A large camera-shudder-like hatch opens up in the roof of the vehicle and you are slowly lowered into it until you finally feel the surprisingly comforting push of the floor of the aircraft below your feet.  Just before the shudder-hatch closes over your heads, the figure which levitated you flies down in and lands elegantly right in front of you.

The sound of an eastern-european female voice on the other side of the cabin causes you to turn and look.






"Do not be alarmed, the gun is merely to ensure you do not attempt anything rash in your understandably panicked state.  My name is Karina Van Helsing and you are safe for the time being.  We'll have time for more lengthy introductions, but first I must ask you to take a seat as we leave this place as hastily as possible.  Could you do that for me?"


Same-time, on the street outside the building:

@Woofer:

You groggily regain consciousness in the back of a KE patrol car.  You hear the two officers in the front seats conversing.

"Sergeant says it's a green light to take the detainee down to the precinct...."

You concentrate for a moment but your trode link to your commlink isn't there...must have been disconnected.....speaking of which...you also don't have any AR overlays working.  Mental commands to your cyber-eyes and ears are not producing any response.  Standard procedure....must have injected you with disabling nanites....finds the cyberware, injects a virus. 

[Walks Through Walls]

She Who Walks through Walls sits as she looks around trying to figure out what is going on.

[Kontact]

"You got a jammer good enough to block the feed off this pilfered helmet?  I don't know if it's got an internal commlink, but, assuming it does, wave high to the boys of Knight Errant."  Brian said through the helmet's digitizer while underneath he grinned the death's head grin of a stim fiend.