[Necrogigas]

<<SMS::Group: If the guards backstage are anything like the doormen, it'll be a simple matter for me to talk our way into the dressing room. Though I suppose it wouldn't hurt to manufacture ourselves access.>>

[Aryeonos]

<< Freakazoid: Can you see anyone official looking inside? If so, I'll route through your link and I can use their ID to get in silently. >>

[obidancer]

<<I'd rather go for In and Out. I'm sure you can work miracles Sunshine, but those gangers-security-wanna-be ain't worth your time and skills. Mr. Smith, go ahead and work your charms. I'll back you up if needed.>>

[Necrogigas]

<<SMS::Group: Very well, Mr. McClane.>>

Reed walked up to the guard outside of, presumably, Nabo's dressing room, "Good evening. We're here to set up for the post-show interview. We're a bit behind schedule, so if you could just let us through, that'd be great."

[spoiler=Con Roll]
Con 3 + Charisma 7 = Pool 10
10d6.hits(5) → [6,2,6,1,1,5,2,2,5,6] = (5)
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[obidancer]

<<Patches, there's a single door backstage. Can you show us what is behind outside? That may be our escape route once we get what we need. See if you can secure a get away route; with so many people around it may take forever to leave the area>>

[Reiper]

Nemesis walked around backstage, staying nearby by members by the door in the event of anything bad going down.

[irisheathen]

"No prob Bob." He redirected the drone to circle the building scoping out the outside looking for all the possible exits.


Perception: 10d6.hits(5)=2 

[Khotanos]

Keeping a nervous eye out for trouble, Glitch stays close to McClane. Man I hope these guys know what the hell they're doing.


Rolling for Knowledge: Gangs
Ranks (4) + Int (4) = 8 dice
8d6.hits(5)=5

[jonathanc]

Smith: The guard looks confused for a moment, then worried. "Interview? I don't know about any interview…they didn't tell us you were coming. Uh…you can't go in yet, we're…um…cleaning. Look, let me find Jager, he'll know what to do…"

5d6.hits(5) =2

Patches: That's sufficient to show you the only real exit from the backstage area: a door guarded by a single gang member. Other than that, the only way out of here is back through the curtains (on either side) and into the roiling mass of metahumanity.

Glitch: Your knowledge of street gangs comes in handy once again. Jager is a high-ranking member of the gang, and a close friend of Nabo. He's a large, muscular irk with a lot of facial piercings and a distinctive bioluminescent nanotattoo on his face. Word on the street is that he's got a Novacoke problem.

[obidancer]

<<Cleaning..., yeah right. Don't picture them as the clean type. Has anyone heard about that Jager before?>>

[Aryeonos]

Isn't he that guy that uh....No never heard of him, send me a picture once you see him though, maybe I can search him, get me a last name and I can probably get his address.

[irisheathen]

"Sorry hoss it looks like the only easy way out is the door you came in through. I'm mapping us a few quick routes outta here as we speak. You know to beat the crowds of adoring fans ya'll might get when things don't go as smoothly as planned." Patches grinned even though nobody could see it. "There does seem to be a good amount of media interest at this event judging by the number of surveillance drones crowding my air space; so if we do have to leave in a hurry we might wanna poke a few of them in their eye on our way out... if you get my drift. "

[obidancer]

<<We'll just have to give those eyes a reason to look elsewhere. We can use the sheer amount of people here to our advantage.>>
McClane was running impatient, with the feeling they were seating on a nest of trouble. Groupies, gangs, and loud music wasn't his cup of tea. He was looking forward to get this done quickly.

[irisheathen]

"I was thinking with bullets but yeah your way sounds way better" He chuckles showing that he was only joking.

[Necrogigas]

Reed sighed dramatically, "If you cannot remember how to do you're job, that I suppose it cannot be helped. Be quick about summoning your superior. I'm sure he's just as eager as I to get this situation resolved, and would like to know he's got an incompetent guarding the V.I.P. dressing room."

[spoiler=Intimidate]
Charisma 7 + Intimidate 3 = Pool 10
10d6.hits(5) → [2,2,4,4,6,3,4,4,4,6] = (2)
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