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[20:12] <@BradGM> ++++++++Begin Transmission++++++++ [20:12] <@BradGM> +++ Toward the Unknown: Delays+++ [20:12] <@BradGM> +++Thought of the Day: There is No Hate like Honest Human Hate+++ [20:12] <@BradGM> +++Location; Major Quinlan’s quarters/Docking Clamp 34-C, Port Wander, Calixis Sector +++ [20:12] <@BradGM> +++0341 Hours-Port Wander Time++ [20:12] <@BradGM> +++Mockingbird went to the meeting aboard the Ordained Destiny, and despite some initial friction with a Valérien, Blitz’s head of security, they smoothed things out with a certain Havoc, sharing their knowledge of the Houral spy. [20:12] <@BradGM> Blitz himself felt like he was more interested into charming both Lyra and Mira, but the women kept their senses about them, Mira concocted a believable cover story for their voyage respectively, enough to satisfy Blitz, even if it appeared that a couple of his senior staff were not as blinded as the suave captain. [20:13] <@BradGM> After inviting both women for a private dinner this evening, Blitz left and let his Senechal make the negotiations for a price. Lyra proved to be a surprisingly competent barterer, arranging for a very fair price for the boarding toward Footfall. [20:13] <@BradGM> With a dozen or so days left before the Ordained Destiny left Port Wander, Mockingbird returned to their quarters, to plan their next step.+++ [20:13] <@BradGM> ++++++++End Transmission++++++++ [20:14] <@BradGM> **It is still the night cycle on the station, yet the palce is always buzzing with activity; soem would say even more so than during the day cycle.** [20:15] * Grendel follows quietly back, or as quietly as an augmented Tech Priest can be. [20:16] * Mira_Atella_ (Mira_Atell@muhe-66-749-848-258.lsanca.dsl-w.verizon.net) has joined #shadowrun [20:17] <@BradGM> ((missed the intro Mira?)) [20:17]  "I hope he's not expecting anything. I'm not even going to change." [20:17]  (( Nope, got it )) [20:18] <@BradGM> ((so, keeping your form fitting armoured bodyglove then?)) [20:19]  (( And the coat, yeah )) [20:19] * Mira_Atella (Mira_Atell@muhe-66-749-848-258.lsanca.dsl-w.verizon.net) Quit (Read error: Operation timed out) [20:20] <@BradGM> ((So FFWD to the diner or does someone want to do something specific?..dinenr tiself would be a couple of rolls to keep it quick)) [20:21]  (( I don't need to do anything first )) [20:21]  ((I'm good)) [20:21]  "I'm surprised you even going" Jon points out. He has been watching the holo-pict and eating something he got from down the street [20:21]  ((I'm good other than what's been discussed)) [20:21]  ((Yeah, I'm good)) [20:21]  "Need to keep the captain happy. At least moderately." [20:22]  "What she said. Refusing could lose our ride." [20:24] <@BradGM> **Lyra; wearing your 'normal, clothing and hell pistols?** [20:24] * Retrieving #shadowrun modes... [20:24]  ((Yep)) [20:27] <@BradGM> **Lyra and Mira leaves for a diner with Blitz; The good Captain is awaiting in his private dining hall, a grandiose room with a large oranated wooden table, covered in a multitude of exotic (and expensive) food, from a complete baby grox to snortling brains, numerous patés and cheeses, and wine, straight from Malfi.** [20:28] <@BradGM> **Blitz let loose his charm; Lyra/Mira, roll WP +20 or Scrutinize +20** [20:29]  ((Lyra and MIra will be having wonderful dining, Jon is eating take out and has Grendel for company)) [20:29]  !dhroll 54 [20:29] <@BradGM> !dhroll 66 [20:29]  Lyra_: 12 Success by 4 degrees! [20:29]  BradGM: 83 Failure by 1 degree! [20:29] <@BradGM> !dhroll 66 Fate! [20:29]  BradGM: 27 Success by 3 degrees! [20:29] <Mira_Atella_> !dhroll 84 scrutiny [20:29] <DiceServitor> Mira_Atella_: 68 Success by 1 degree! [20:30] * Lyra_ is unmoved by the charm offensive. Fancy dining and flattery are the wrong way to impress her [20:31] <@BradGM> **Blitz seems to warm toward you Mira, but you keep your senses.** [20:31] <@BradGM> **If youw ish to ask Bltiz some question, you can charm him back** [20:32] <Mira_Atella_> (( hmm can't think of anything )) [20:32] <@BradGM> **Meanwhile..Jon and Grendel are at Quinlan's quarters, not doing much.** [20:32] <@BradGM> ((that was for the both of you)) [20:32] <Lyra_> ((nothing off the top of my head)) [20:34] * Grendel remains still and silent for the most part, refraining from visiting the Halls of the Mechanicus while Lyra and Mira are potentially in trouble. [20:36] <@BradGM> **The diner goes on well for you two, if only that Blitz is laying thick the charm. roll scrutiny/WP +20 one last time** [20:36] <Lyra_> !dhroll 54 [20:36] <DiceServitor> Lyra_: 42 Success by 1 degree! [20:36] <Mira_Atella_> !dhroll 84 scrutiny [20:36] <DiceServitor> Mira_Atella_: 89 Failure by 0 degrees! [20:36] <Mira_Atella_> (( fate )) [20:36] <Mira_Atella_> !dhroll 84 scrutiny [20:36] <DiceServitor> Mira_Atella_: 72 Success by 1 degree! [20:36] * Jon_Wake stays around for the same reason: If Lyra and/or Mira need help, he wants to be near to his gear. That said, he is listening on the Arbite crime feed the whole night [20:36] <@BradGM> !dhroll 66 [20:36] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 94 Failure by 2 degrees! [20:36] <Lyra_> ((Lyra has a will of stone!)) [20:37] <@BradGM> **it all goes well, until Blitz rips his shirt; it soemhow killed the mood for the evening...** [20:38] <Jon_Wake> ((pfffff Smooth moves, spacelax)) [20:38] <@BradGM> ((Jon and Grendel sounds like the hudbands waiting at home while the wives are having a girl's night out.)) [20:38] <Jon_Wake> ((Pretty much)) [20:38] <@BradGM> ((Hey, it's all aboug the noble woman, and they ain't noble..'least Lyra ain't and Mira is all business now)) [20:39] <@BradGM> **Nevertheless, despite his insistance, Blitz escort you out of his ship after the diner; it still was an ok evening; at elast less horrid than expected...** [20:40] <Lyra_> ((Now, if he'd torn an Ork's throat out with his teeth and served edible field rations, Lyra would be more impressed....)) [20:40] <@BradGM> ((A man coverd in blood of a xeno is sooo hot) [20:41] <Grendel> ((Lyra's been spoiled by the Inquisition. 2 years ago the rations wouldn't have needed to be edible)) [20:41] <Mira_Atella_> (( heh )) [20:41] <Lyra_> ((Grendel has a point....)) [20:43] <@BradGM> **You return to your quarters, to the sight of Grendel standing there and jon lying on the fancy couch, eating some greasy void rations and watching "Void Trek" on the pict-tube.** [20:44] <Lyra_> "Almost seems like you had better food than we did." [20:45] * Mira_Atella_ slips her coat off, "Unless we need to do more work tonight, I'm going to get some rest." [20:47] <Jon_Wake> "More filling, at least" JOn comments as he finished off what the vendor refered to as a 'Chili Grox' "I'm going to find a medic and get this leg actually fix, rather not having a problem while on the ship" He then got up and left [20:48] <Grendel> "I will be at the Halls of the Mechanicus." [20:49] <@BradGM> **It cost you a good sum, easely paid with your ressoruces, and get the slug out, sowed back and desinfected.** [20:49] <Lyra_> "Have fun, you two." [20:51] <@BradGM> **Days passes....** [20:52] <@BradGM> ((anyone doing anything ?)) [20:52] <Lyra_> ((working out)) [20:53] <@BradGM> ((cut to training montage)) [20:53] * Jon_Wake secrets goes out a patrols the streets in his arbite armor, and when not doing this is doing melee drills as Lyra has recomended [20:54] <Mira_Atella_> (( I guess Mira will check on that apartment a couple of times just to see if anything has happened )) [20:57] <@BradGM> **Jon, the first thing you notice, is that the Arbites detatchment on Port Wander is critically under staffed; most crimes goes unchecked, the Arbites too busy trying to keep thier autority with the numerous security forces, Rogue Trader guards, Merchant house mercs, not to mention the Imperial Navy, who are officially the Owner and master of the station** [20:59] <@BradGM> **Mira, you do trail another spy or two from the Houral asteroid appartment. 3 Days before you're scheduled to leave, Lord houral and his follwoers leave Port Wander aboard a cruiser for destination unkown.** [21:04] <@BradGM> ((if noone does anyhting else, we'll keep going..)) [21:05] <Jon_Wake> Seeing this sad state of affairs, Jon tries to use his influence to at least get the Adeptus Arbite to send a few more personal [21:06] <Mira_Atella_> (( I'm set )) [21:06] * Grendel continues to haunt the Halls of the Mechanicus when he isn't needed. [21:06] <Jon_Wake> [other than that I'm fine] [21:06] <Lyra_> unless Jon calls me in for backup, all good here [21:07] <@BradGM> ((You can roll influence Jon,; if you want to do it discreetly, at -20)) [21:07] <Jon_Wake> ((Do I get a bonus for Peer arbite?)) [21:08] <@BradGM> ((I'll give you a +10)) [21:08] <Jon_Wake> ((Well the bonus for peer arbtie is +10 anyway)) [21:09] <Jon_Wake> !dhroll Discreet 31 [21:09] <DiceServitor> Jon_Wake: 100 [21:09] <@BradGM> ((...)). [21:09] <Jon_Wake> ((...fate)) [21:09] <@BradGM> ((I highly recommend it)) [21:09] <Jon_Wake> !dhroll discreet 31 [21:09] <DiceServitor> Jon_Wake: 61 [21:09] <Jon_Wake> ((Oh well)) [21:09] <Grendel> ((Jon just turned it over to the Archenemy!)) [21:11] <@BradGM> **Jon, you send a request and you get the typical "We'll get to it" answer, which you know means that it'll be lost in a sea of red tape.** [21:12] <Jon_Wake> ((Then I'm done then)) [21:14] <@BradGM> **The days comes that the Ordained Destiny is ready to leave the Port Wander** [21:16] <@BradGM> **At the arilock, Havoc and the diminutive Explorator, with a dozen mercs are present.** [21:17] * Lyra_ is carrying her gun case [21:17] * Grendel makes sure his belongings are packed as efficiently as possible, as well as transmitting in binary to the Magos of the Port that he is leaving. [21:18] * Mira_Atella_ makes sure the house is all set and locked before heading down, standing at the airlock with her bag. [21:20] * Jon_Wake puts his disguise on and carries all his equipment in two cases [21:20] <@BradGM> Havoc "There you are. We'll just scan your items..for securirty reasons." [21:21] * Mira_Atella_ nods. [21:21] <@BradGM> ((Don't think anyone is carrying any explosives?)) [21:22] <Lyra_> ((just the plasgun and hellpistols. Explosives can be improvised)) [21:22] <Jon_Wake> [Jon's grenade cache] [21:23] <@BradGM> ((non frags IIRC?)) [21:24] <Jon_Wake> ((I think some of them are)) [21:24] <Jon_Wake> ((Yeah, two thrown and three rounds.)) [21:24] <Mira_Atella_> (( No explosives here )) [21:25] <@BradGM> **The Explorator's aupex beeps "There's some explosives in there. Apepars to be grenades." [21:25] <Grendel> ((Depends on how much grox chili Jon has been eating...but 1 krak grenade)) [21:25] <Jon_Wake> ((Ha)) [21:26] <@BradGM> Havoc "You'll need to surrender those grenades, Mustachio." [21:26] <Jon_Wake> "Would you prefer I get rid of them or can you hold on to them until we leave?" [21:27] <@BradGM> Havoc "We can hold them in our munitorium." [21:28] <Jon_Wake> "Thank you for understanding" Jon says as he takes out the offending grenade and carefully hands them over to whatever unlucky sod has that job [21:28] <@BradGM> **The Guards/mercs steps closer, ready to spring in case you try anything.** [21:29] <@BradGM> **The rest of the scanning get done.** [21:30] <@BradGM> Havoc "You will be escorted to your quarters. Do keep your weapons in check, especially you. **He points to Lyra.** "If you need to move around, you will do it under escort. Understand?" [21:31] * Lyra_ snorts. "My weapons only fire when I want them to." [21:31] <Grendel> "Affirmative." [21:31] <@BradGM> **you get taken to your rooms, standard voidmen's quarters.** [21:34] * Grendel keeps his auspex running while he's on the ship, examining it closely, requesting immediatley an escort to the Enginarium. [21:35] * Mira_Atella_ finds a secure place for her bag and looks around the room. "Better than a church dungeon." [21:35] <Lyra_> "Or transit barracks." [21:35] <Grendel> ((individual rooms or?)) [21:36] <@BradGM> ((No, one for you all, thought you have some panels to get some privacy.)) [21:37] * Jon_Wake scans the room and looks through it before putting his cases next to the bed his takes "Or an inqusitorial cell" [21:37] <@BradGM> **Grendel, you get escorted by 4 of the purple fatigue/armoured mercs. you can see that they are wearing Necromunda parrtern flak armour rather than the most popular (at least in the Calixis sector) Cadian pattern.** [21:37] <@BradGM> **grendel, rollt ech-use** [21:38] <Grendel> !dhroll 88 [21:38] <DiceServitor> Grendel: 51 Success by 3 degrees! [21:38] * Grendel makes notes on what each merc is armed and armored with as he's escorted. ((heh. Four of them? wow)) [21:41] <@BradGM> **Grendel, you do detect something hidden in your quarters.** [21:42] <@BradGM> **Seems like a microphone.** [21:44] * Grendel attempts to locate and disable the device. [21:45] * Mira_Atella_ watches curiously at what Grendel is doing. [21:45] <@BradGM> **you can find it easy; hidden behind a panel. You cna try to disable it, roll tech-use.** [21:46] <Grendel> !dhroll 88 [21:46] <DiceServitor> Grendel: 89 Failure by 0 degrees! [21:46] <Grendel> ((Fate)) [21:46] <Grendel> !dhroll 88 [21:46] <DiceServitor> Grendel: 87 Success by 0 degrees! [21:46] <@BradGM> ((hahaha)) [21:47] <@BradGM> **You barely managed to diable the device; but you'Re certain they know about it.** [21:47] <Grendel> "There is a listening device. It is disabled but they most likely know so." [21:48] <Mira_Atella_> "We should turn it back on. We can talk without them understanding it." [21:50] <@BradGM> ((roll tech-use to turn it on again)) [21:50] <Grendel> !dhroll 88 [21:50] <DiceServitor> Grendel: 25 Success by 6 degrees! [21:50] * Grendel does so. [21:50] <@BradGM> **With ease** [21:51] * Mira_Atella_ takes a seat on one of the bunks. [21:52] <@BradGM> **Grendel, you get escorted to the Enginarium** [21:55] <@BradGM> ((How about the others?)) [21:55] <Mira_Atella_> (( Just hanging out )) [21:56] <Grendel> ((Escorted by a single merc this time?)) [21:56] <Jon_Wake> ((In all honesty, Jon is the person who least wants to hang with the crew, since he's hidden his true indentity unlike everyone else)) [21:56] * Grendel keeps his auspex running as he moves through the ship, cataloging everything that he can. [21:56] <@BradGM> ((no4; you had a dozen escort to your your quarters, 4 are escorting you personally)) [21:58] <Lyra_> Lyra will poke her head out of the quarters and look for a guard. "Hey. I want to go jogging." [22:00] <@BradGM> **Grendel, you enter the Enginarium; You can see that it is an ancient, very ancient technology as it is visibly smaller than what is the average in terms of plasma engines. An amry of labourers are busy in the rite of ignition, all under the watchful gaze and eladership of the Explorator and his servo-skull, bathing inot the sacred light of the burning plasma** [22:00] <@BradGM> **Lyra, you got to call them to get an escort; 2 mercs present themselves.** [22:01] <Jon_Wake> "So what will we do once we get there? Getting beyond Port Wonder was a good idea, but we still have no real leads" Jon says to Mira, speaking in code to avoid rousing suspicion (and to those not in the now, the mustasimo man was taking about the lastest episode of the Emperor's Angels) [22:01] * Lyra_ gives them an evaluating glance. "Well, let's see if you can keep up." [22:02] * Mira_Atella_ glances at Jon oddly, wondering if he completely forgot there's a microphone. [22:02] <Jon_Wake> (It's in code)) [22:03] <Mira_Atella_> (( heh missed that line somehow )) [22:03] * Grendel studies the Enginarium closely and the rites associated with the ignition of the plasma core as his servo-skulls flit around him. [22:04] <Grendel> ((Brb)) [22:04] <Mira_Atella_> "If we continue our current way, something fortuitous will nearly fall on us." Also spoken where others wouldn't understand. [22:04] <@BradGM> !dhroll 43 [22:04] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 76 Failure by 3 degrees! [22:05] <@BradGM> !dhroll 43 [22:05] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 95 Failure by 5 degrees! [22:05] <@BradGM> **Lyra, the mercs follow you all right..but after a while, they get visibly tired; they are wearing thier full combat gear.** [22:06] <Lyra_> ((So is she, obviously)) "C'mon, we're not even halfway done!" [22:07] <@BradGM> !dhroll 43 [22:07] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 18 Success by 2 degrees! [22:07] <@BradGM> !dhroll 43 [22:07] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 67 Failure by 2 degrees! [22:07] <@BradGM> **one keeps going, the toher..less so..** [22:07] * Lyra_ is also observing the parts of the ship she can see and working on a mental map during her run [22:07] <@BradGM> !dhroll 49 [22:07] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 36 Success by 1 degree! [22:08] <@BradGM> **roll navigation Lyra** [22:08] <Lyra_> !dhroll 53 [22:08] <DiceServitor> Lyra_: 99 Failure by 4 degrees! [22:08] <Lyra_> fate [22:08] <Lyra_> !dhroll 53 [22:08] <DiceServitor> Lyra_: 23 Success by 3 degrees! [22:08] * Elttaes (Elttaes@084.sub-08-593-916.myvzw.com) has joined #shadowrun [22:08] * ChanServ sets mode: +o Elttaes [22:09] <@BradGM> **Lyra you can make a rather good mentla map of the part sof the ship you jogged.** [22:09] * Elttaes sets mode: +vvv Grendel Jon_Wake Lyra_ [22:10] * Elttaes sets mode: +v Mira_Atella_ [22:10] <+Grendel> ((Back)) [22:10] <@BradGM> **Grendel, as you observe, the small Explorator's servo-skull turns around and sees you stnading there.** [22:11] * +Grendel remains out of the way, but observant. [22:11] <+Mira_Atella_> (( Hope you don't have any exposed buttons, Grendel )) [22:13] <@BradGM> **THe rite is completed, and you all can feel the ship moving into the void.** [22:13] <+Jon_Wake> "Guess anywhere is better than nowhere" the judge shrugged "I'm getting a drink, want to come or would you rather work here? [22:15] <@BradGM> **The Explorator comes to see you Grendel "Are you here for a reason?" [22:16] <+Mira_Atella_> "I'm just going to stay here for now." [22:16] <+Grendel> "It is a blessing of the Omnissiah." [22:16] <@BradGM> **Lyra, one of the merc is wet with sweat, while the other seems winded, but still able; they're visibly not the ship lorne types.** [22:18] <+Lyra_> "Not bad...I thought you'd pass out after the 4th lap." [22:18] <+Jon_Wake> "Alright" Jon headed out and got the attention of the mercs "Hey, rent-a-mook, take me to whatever this place has for a bar" [22:18] <@BradGM> Explorator "Yes, I know and I am blessed to be in charge of the Omnissiah's most sacred device.** [22:19] <+Grendel> "The ship seems to be quite a Blessing. [22:20] <@BradGM> **Jon, a couple of emrcs escorts you to a near-by mess hall, where you can get some watered down armasec (never a good idea to get a drunken crew after all)** [22:22] <@BradGM> Explorator "Yes, I was fortunate to have found such ancient vessel, especially after my last post." [22:23] <@BradGM> *Merc to Lyra* "W..w..well, we're...not used..running around the ship for fun.** [22:24] * +Grendel continues to observe the Enginarium, recording everything as he "converses" in binaric. "It is fortunate I got to see it." [22:24] <+Lyra_> "Keeps you in shape though and can come in handy when you're off the ship." [22:25] <@BradGM> Merc "Yeah, you..try doing that with..full combat gear. Not the same temperature as planet side.* [22:25] * +Jon_Wake takes in the mood, gets himself some information on the going ons of the ship [22:26] <+Lyra_> "Been there, done that, got the habit." [22:27] <@BradGM> **roll inquiry Jon.** [22:27] <@BradGM> Merc "Yeah..I'd like to see that." [22:27] * +Lyra_ shrugs. "Wait for planetfall then." [22:28] <+Jon_Wake> !dhroll 81 [22:28] <DiceServitor> Jon_Wake: 58 Success by 2 degrees! [22:28] <+Lyra_> ((Really though. Stormtrooper :D )) [22:29] <@BradGM> **Explorator "To see it, is what you shoudl remember; This ship is MY domain, and mine alone. I will not tolerate some Tech-priest with league with some shady individual coming into my affairs; perhaps the females have blinded the captain, but I saw throught thier shcemes. I am watching you. And so is her." *He nods toward the servo-skull sporing a white mohawk. She beeps with conviction.** [22:29] <@BradGM> Merc "Oh, too soft to jog right now? I can go all day." [22:30] <@BradGM> **Mira, you,re alone in your quarter; doing anything?** [22:30] * +Lyra_ chuckles. "Oh, I thought you were complaining that I wouldn't do this planetside. I'm still ready if you are." [22:31] <@BradGM> **Jonl rumour fly that the captain is expecting trouble due to some spooper having been captured a couple of weeks back. Also, the ship is after soem grand prizwe somewhere in the Expanse; a jewel the size of a planet!** [22:31] <+Mira_Atella_> (( Going over stuff on a slate. Probably stuff that Quinlan had, to see if there's anything useful )) [22:32] <@BradGM> **Lyra, the merc motions that he's jsut waiting on you.** [22:32] <+Grendel> "of course. Your domain. To be surrounded by so many wonders of the Omnissiah." [22:32] <@BradGM> ((I'll soend some info in PM, too crowdy in here..)) [22:32] * +Lyra_ starts off the run again [22:32] <@BradGM> ((in combat armour?)) [22:34] <+Lyra_> ((yep. I figure that's part of Stormtrooper training)) [22:35] <@BradGM> ((Oh, I thought you weren't in combat armour)) [22:35] <+Lyra_> ((nah, full kit runs)) [22:36] <@BradGM> Explorator "Yes, many wonders, unfortunate you can emrly watcha dn not commune with them.** [22:36] <@BradGM> !dhroll 43 [22:36] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 27 Success by 1 degree! [22:37] <@BradGM> **The emrc follows you Lyra.** [22:37] <@BradGM> !dhroll 43 [22:37] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 85 Failure by 4 degrees! [22:37] <@BradGM> **The other one..less so now. It takes 10-15 minutes that he gets replaces by a 'fresh' one and he gets taken bakc to the barracks.** [22:37] <+Lyra_> "Not bad....for normal Guard PT." [22:38] <+Grendel> "Of course. Have you told Mars of such wonders?" [22:42] * +Jon_Wake remembers the rumors but wants a little more than that. [22:43] * +Mira_Atella_ reads through the information, finding several items of note. [22:46] <@BradGM> Explorator "I..need to complete my report before I inform them." [22:46] <@BradGM> **Grendel, rol scrutinize** [22:46] <@BradGM> **roll inquiry Jon.** [22:46] <+Jon_Wake> !dhroll 81 [22:46] <DiceServitor> Jon_Wake: 79 Success by 0 degrees! [22:46] <@BradGM> Merc "Yeah well...you're not too shabby yourself lady." [22:46] <+Jon_Wake> ((Fate)) [22:46] <@BradGM> **roll toughness lyra.** [22:46] <@BradGM> !dhroll 43 [22:46] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 43 Success by 0 degrees! [22:46] <+Jon_Wake> !dhroll 81 [22:46] <DiceServitor> Jon_Wake: 47 Success by 3 degrees! [22:47] <+Grendel> !dhroll 85 [22:47] <DiceServitor> Grendel: 84 Success by 0 degrees! [22:47] <+Lyra_> !dhroll 46 [22:47] <DiceServitor> Lyra_: 42 Success by 0 degrees! [22:49] <@BradGM> **Grendel, you get the feeling he's not totaly honest, but hard to be 100% certain.** [22:49] <@BradGM> **Lyra, the merc keeps the pace, and so do you.** [22:49] <@BradGM> !dhroll 43 [22:49] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 11 Success by 3 degrees! [22:49] <+Grendel> "How much have you examined?" [22:50] <@BradGM> **The new one also has a good constitutiion** [22:50] <@BradGM> Explorator "Most of it. Why do you ask? Are you ehre to steal my prestige with Mars?" [22:50] * Bahamut is now known as GMDog [22:50] * GMDog is now known as Doggie [22:50] * ChanServ sets mode: +o Doggie [22:51] <+Grendel> "Simple curiousity. Great works are being done here." [22:52] <+Jon_Wake> ((Acutally, I'm also using a fate point to give me an additonal DoS if that matters)) [22:52] <@BradGM> **Jon, Bltiz met with some mysterious convent of witches on Footfall, where he was shown images or pictures or talk about, a pearl somehwere in the Expanse; The ship tavelled to a few worlds, including one hwere the Explorator and Havoc once went before joining the crew, like some grand scaled treasure hunt. Other rogue Traders are also in the race, they managed to dispatch one already, soem captian named Feckward.** [22:52] <@BradGM> **you can roll comoon lore underworld Jon** [22:53] <+Jon_Wake> ((I read that name as something else)) [22:53] <+Jon_Wake> !dhroll 73 [22:53] <DiceServitor> Jon_Wake: 91 Failure by 1 degree! [22:53] <@BradGM> ((man that bot..)) [22:53] <+Jon_Wake> ((Fate)) [22:53] <+Jon_Wake> !dhroll 73 [22:53] <DiceServitor> Jon_Wake: 83 Failure by 1 degree! [22:53] <+Jon_Wake> ((WELL SOO MUCH FOR THAT)) [22:54] <@BradGM> **Can't say you've heard the name before...not that it matters since he's dead and all..** [22:54] <+Lyra_> ((work issue, guys, incommunicado for the next few hours)) [22:54] <@BradGM> ((np.)) [22:59] <@BradGM> Explorator "Great work indeed. Unfortunate I am wasting precious time talking to you. You may leave this sacred place now." [23:00] <+Grendel> ((one day his head will used as a servoskull!)) [23:01] * +Grendel moves on for now. If he were less advanced on the path of the Machine, he might be amused by the Explorator's actions. [23:03] * +Jon_Wake takes what he's learned and leaves, deciding to not press his luck [23:03] <@BradGM> **you get escorted back by the 4 mercs Grendel.** [23:04] <@BradGM> **Jon, you get escorted back with you 2 mercs.** [23:05] * +Grendel returns to the quarters without any issues. [23:07] * +Jon_Wake returns to the room without incidient [23:07] <+Mira_Atella_> "Have fun?" [23:08] <+Grendel> "The ship has many blessings of the Omnissiah on board." [23:08] <+Grendel> ((Brb) [23:08] <+Jon_Wake> "The drinks here suck" [23:10] * +Jon_Wake then takes a swig from his flask [23:12] <+Mira_Atella_> "I'm not sure I ever saw you with that so often." Looks up at Jon from the slate for a moment. [23:12] <@BradGM> **The ship moves away from the Station's orbit and into the void proper.** [23:13] <+Jon_Wake> "I've been really needing it lately" [23:14] <+Mira_Atella_> "Just know if it causes any issues, liquid form will be the only way you can ingest anything." [23:15] * +Mira_Atella_ looks back down at the slate. [23:17] <@BradGM> ((Ok if we stop it here?)) [23:18] <+Mira_Atella_> (( k )) [23:18] <+Grendel> ((np, sorry for the interruptions...and I'm a bit out of it heh)) [23:19] <@BradGM> ((no problem; I admit it was a slow one since youR'e leaving the staion, should be more action-y next week)) [23:19] <@BradGM> +++++++Terminate Transmission+++++++