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 :'''{{#var:673|Rory White (673)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;TACTICAL MAP:<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;RORY WHITE has established a TACNET through her Mesh Inserts. Anyone with compatible means to transmit and display data that's linked up adds to the data collection for impressive results. Be that some kind of camera or visual recording, sonar data, sound input, anything. No detail is left unanalyzed.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As Rory scans over the distant base with telescopic optics, the external structure gains more detail. Entrances are marked in hilighted green. Avian pirates with weapons out are marked in red tagged with tiny lines showing their kinds of weapons and estimated ammo. (Given this is an unknown, the data for both is 'Rifle?' and '???')<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As weapons in use are analyzed, more data pops up. Kotone will get her usual firing arcs over her Augmented Reality, as will Staren - though he probably has them anyways. Otherwise, the main advantage this provides is a map one can glance at over a PDA or something similar.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There's no telling how it'll get once everyone's INSIDE... or anyone manages to get into the security systems!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Rory hurls a Saucer towards the distant base. its flight takes on a life of its own. Assuming it will go unnoticed in the chaos she tries to place it straight over the base and start pegging the entire thing with a combination of electromagnetic and sonar scans. It's a very active and invasive scan that would light up all kinds of every warning sensors ever, but...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Rory doesnt' care. In the wake of all this chaos, she's trailing behind the others trying to get near the base!<br> <br>
-:'''{{#var:320|Flint Hawke (320)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Flint 'wakes up' and looks around as they disassemble what might be the shittiest configuration of metal ever held together by hopes, dreams, and heat-resistant turbo-adhesives, "Oi oi oi!" <br /><br />He hops out of the cockpit, dressed in his usual outfit. He doesn't look that bothered by the cold, but then again every so often a black shimmer seems to faintly show under his skin as if his body is reinforcing itself against lethal cold. Either way, he looks outwardly angry, "Hey! You can't just disassemble my ship! I have a very important edict here saying you have to help me." <br /><br />Flint takes out a folded sheet of crisp white paper and holds it out to the nearest of the Avians. If taken and unfolded, the sheet of paper has a very minimal amount of text on it, although that text is written in a very artful and professional-looking calligraphy: <br /><br /><span class=" bold_fg_w bg_n ++ hw">This is a distraction so you won't notice I'm about to punch you in the throat. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Regards, <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Flint Hawke<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Freelance Space Enthusiast'</span> <br /><br />And sure enough, as the Avian looks up from reading this paper, a Pure-enforced haymaker will be aimed right at the throat region in a likely-lethal strike. And then the Pirate Captain flicks his wrists and two blasters are in his hands. He unleashes a quick volley on the remaining Avians. <br /><br />If they all die, he sets about to seeing if he can loot their com beads, access cards, and other clearance-related materials. He whistles while he does this.<br> <br>
+:'''{{#var:320|Flint Hawke (320)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Flint 'wakes up' and looks around as they disassemble what might be the shittiest configuration of metal ever held together by hopes, dreams, and heat-resistant turbo-adhesives, "Oi oi oi!" <br /><br />He hops out of the cockpit, dressed in his usual outfit. He doesn't look that bothered by the cold, but then again every so often a black shimmer seems to faintly show under his skin as if his body is reinforcing itself against lethal cold. Either way, he looks outwardly angry, "Hey! You can't just disassemble my ship! I have a very important edict here saying you have to help me." <br /><br />Flint takes out a folded sheet of crisp white paper and holds it out to the nearest of the Avians. If taken and unfolded, the sheet of paper has a very minimal amount of text on it, although that text is written in a very artful and professional-looking calligraphy: <br /><br />This is a distraction so you won't notice I'm about to punch you in the throat. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Regards, <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Flint Hawke<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Freelance Space Enthusiast' <br /><br />And sure enough, as the Avian looks up from reading this paper, a Pure-enforced haymaker will be aimed right at the throat region in a likely-lethal strike. And then the Pirate Captain flicks his wrists and two blasters are in his hands. He unleashes a quick volley on the remaining Avians. <br /><br />If they all die, he sets about to seeing if he can loot their com beads, access cards, and other clearance-related materials. He whistles while he does this.<br> <br>
 :'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The signs that the "vaccine" is active are immediate. Most visible of the effects is that anyone looking at Pavo will see four Pavos, only one of which is the real one, the other three being illusions. Magic particles intensify around the Avian, solidifying into a Wall spell that will reduce the damage of physical strikes and magical strikes-certain firearms may qualify for the latter here! Finally, Pavo will even feel a little stronger than normal, a temporary attack boost via Bravery.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Groundside, Kyra follows after Corona and the others, far more comfrotable in working with a group. Ultimately, she wants to get inside so she can really wreak some havoc with the biological payloads she's carrying. Outside, dispersal would be pretty poor and not hit enough Avians. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She struggles after the group, her ordinance weighing her down a lot more than usual-but for her, keeping towards the back of the group was always a good thing. Still, she attempts to keep herself busy while catching up and starts to cast a Reflect spell on herself, eager to establish some protection on her against ERCHIUS FLINTLOCKS and LASERS but mostly LASERS. She presses a free hand to her chest and murmurs, only to be met with the feeling she's linked most recently to her magic not functioning as it is supposed to. Those in the local area will hear her swear loudly over it as she pries her glowing hand away from her chest and thrusts it upwards. There is a spark and a shockwave of magic particles that spread out laterally from her hand in a ring of blue light. Getting hit by it doesn't hurt, but... <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Overhead a storm immediately starts to brew, rapidly intensifying into a very, very thick blizzard. It approaches whiteout conditions very rapidly and starts to spread from where Kyra stands to the Ground Party's location near the base. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Swearing some more, Kyra chases after Corona, now even more motivated to get inside the base.<br> <br>
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 :'''{{#var:672|Starbound Flotilla (672)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Biteblade covers Rebecca's squad effectively. Staren covers the people retreating from the hangar, a small fleet of eight ships plus change. Maaka will have no trouble beaming back to the Crimson Shadow, and Rebound will have no trouble beaming back to the Steamhammer. Kotone and her entorage will have no issue getting back to the surface. Flint in his unspace won't be affected by what comes next.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;An Avian cloaked in the shadow on the bridge of a huge flagship growls and orders a bombardment, but by that time, one thinks, the Starbound Flotilla and their allies for today are likely gone, alongside a copious amount of valuables, more than a half-dozen ships, a variety of incredibly useful ship parts, some hostages who are thanking Kotone and Rory profusely for saving them, and a whole boatload of generalized happiness all around. Laughing and hooting and yelling in a generalized celebration, the Flotilla blasts off out of the system.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Bluejay" downs the drink he poured for Captain Hawke. The poison therein kills him painlessly before the first bombardment starts, saving him the pain of being around when Thornwing lands. Never let good rum go to waste.<br> <br>
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Hrimfaxi: Now with deluxe formatting!

Psyber at 08:43, 18 May 2015

Hrimfaxi: Created page with "{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2015/04/21 |Location=Flotilla Space |Synopsis=The Starbound Flotilla pursue the Ring of Thorns, an Avian pirate gang, along with a few of their all..."