Iron Stars - Listening Post Boarding (UNW)

(We should decide which ship is going to actually be bringing the boarding party over to the listening post, but that group will form here)

(Im thinking Vox for the Listening Post and the Stormfront for the X-Frigate)

(sounds good)

9:26 AM

The Vox begins breaking formation with the rest of the fleet as the burning wrecks of the chimeran vessels are left behind. Captains are debating the virtues of search and rescue, or executing the burning wrecks with bursts of laser fire. The vox is not part of this discussion, as it now has its own mission.

Reza approaches the planning table as he slings the recently pulled void carbine from the Vox Armory. He mutters a few words and his form seems to shift subtly. His muscles gain mass and overall seems hardier. (Switching Furious Magazine from Tempest to Void Carbine; Casting Manifest Aspect 1 of 2 Rectifier L3 spells remain; Gaining 18 Str, 18 Dex, Immunity to Hard Vacuum and +10 temp HP. 7 of 8 changes remaining) "Well my friends, anyone have any ship boarding experience that would like to share their expertise?"

Dr. Truffles starts counting off wars on his fingers. "... Ghoul King... Still Lady... Extaurren... nope! Reckon this is the first. Ain't every new experience a pleasant one I suppose." As he talks the rhuns on his cybernetic arm and around the hem of his robes begin to glow. A blue field appears around him and compresses into his body as his fur begins to harden into sharp spikes. He reaches down and pats a rotund blue otter-like creature on the head. "Ready Knock? Reckon you're gonna enjoy this lil buddy." (Prepared new spells on my sheet. Casting Personal Shielding Field, 3/4 spells remaining, and activating the Hedgehoggen Spines rhun on my armor.)

Looking uncomfortable and trying to make herself as small as possible, Iumi finishes zipping up the top of her combat suit. She unholsters her pistol, checks the ammunition, and as she attempts to return it to the holster it slips out of her hand. She juggles it for a moment until eventually catching it and sliding it into its place. “Um. First time? Sorry.” She says, apologies apparent in her expression.

Dr. Truffles watches Iumi struggle with the cybernetic arm with some discomfort. "I... uhh... if it ain't a sensitive subject... I can fix that for you if you give me a few days with a medbay so I can remove that there prosthetic and regrow your arm. If it's something that bothers you I mean."

Solace pops open the helmet of a standard-issue vaccsuit to sip one last sip of tea before the mission. He is unarmed and could easily be mistaken for a deckhand or technician.

Dr. Truffles smiles at him. "Howdy. Solace, right? Been reading your mission reports from Parnika, great work there. You got any more of that tea? Gotta admit I'm always a bit jittery afore these things."

"Here. It has a dash of the Terran raspberry Thulee and I rediscovered. Good for the muscles." He offers a second steaming cup. "Close calls seem to be the only thing that makes my heart race anymore. That, and having to introduce myself. You of course need no introduction, I have heard many tales of your tireless efforts for the polity, and meeting you here on the front lines, it would seem your reputation is well deserved. I only hope to be more help than hindrance to the cause."

Speaking of hindrances a loud voice comes down the hallway. "So you're sure I'm not being fired? I should talk to the tiny pig, he seems to know what's happening, I'm pretty sure we're heading the wrong way I've been here before." He turns the corner and sees the group gathered as a very underpaid marine retorts "Yes sir, I've not heard you are fired but I told you the bridge is just ahead." He looks into the room and turns away hoping to shed himself of the blue Utan coming into the room. Lamarck looks around broadly and smiles at everyone. "Great work everyone we won space!" He turns toward Solace, "I'm sorry I don't think we've met. I don't mean to be rude but whatever you're drinking smells delightful." He holds a hand out grinning broadly. "I've learned an arm shake is a traditional greeting, well met I am Lamarck"

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"Very nice to meet you, Lamarck," Solace diplomatically replies. "There is tea enough for everyone." His grip is cool and unexpectedly gentle despite possessing such rough, wiry, and sunburned hands.

Lamarck seems taken aback but tries his best to act nonchalant. "Ah, eh, ummm. Ahem yes. Thank you kindly for the tea it's excellent! After this ship taking is done I'll have to get the instructions for it. And the pleasure is mine!" He turns to the group while watching Solace sip his tea and trying to mimic how to properly drink tea. "So how do we go about this? I don't suppose one simply walks into a listening post?"

"Will they know we are coming? If so, that approach may be as good as any"

"Umm... If they don't know yet... I don't know what to tell them... Feels almost like telling someone the punchline of a joke..." Reza interjects. He smiles to Lamarck and Solace. "Good to have you both! I would recommend everyone bring a void carbine or some sort of melee weapon... Wouldn't want to have spontaneous depressurization from gunfire..." Turning to those wearing vacc suits, "If you would prefer to have armor that is more protective, I have a spell form that can replace a vacc suit. If you're interested..." (edited)

Iumi looks at Dr. Truffles with interest. “…regrow? You can do that?” She says, absentmindedly fingering the spot where the stump of her arm crudely connects with the metal frame - a rough, unhealing wound that was the result of frontier medicine emergency surgery. “I’d love if you could take a look at it after this is all done.” She nods hello towards Solace, then turns to Reza. “I don’t know much about weapons. The only thing I have other than these two laser pistols is this dagger here, which has saved my life twice now.” She holds out a small blade that has seen better days.

Reza motions to his own void carbine on his back, "You can pull one from the armory. It's a rifle that doesn't produce enough force to have bullets blow through the hull of a spaceship or station... Holes in space is just a bad time..." (edited)

"I have no need for weapons, unless our plan is to intimidate the enemy to surrender.. but I would benefit from the spell you mentioned, thank you for offering."

Dr. Truffles nods at Iumi. "Reckon I can, just need to be careful about removing the neural links for the prosthesis, that's the only thing I'd need a medbay for. Regrowing ain't a problem, I could do it right here if the prosthetic weren't there. Can do organs too if any of y'all are missing a liver or spleen or something." He greets Lamarck at his approach and considers his and Solace's discussion on direct approach. "Hmm, I reckon they're gonna no we're coming, but that ain't no reason to put a big sign up telling em exactly where we are. If we move through careful like, jimmy the doors and lock em behind us, reckon we can keep our engagements with their forces more manageable and less bloody."

Lamarck gulps dryly. "Bloody? You don't think they'll just surrender? We already made their ships blow up... I better get one of those Boyd guns then. And maybe that spell too. Although apparently Doc here can just regrow anything that goes wrong! That makes me feel a bit better. I'll follow your lead then, I've only been on a few ships and never a post before. Does anyone speak their language?"

(I’ll post a map soon and nobody speaks Chimeran at the moment. So much of their memory is ancestral or cultivated from the same fungus colonies that they don’t write much down , and the stuff they do is usually in the language of whatever client race it’s intended for )

Dr. Truffles palms the grip of a large stone club shaped like a wrench. "Well, reckon it's happened before, we come in and folks just surrender. But it also ain't happened before. How's that old Terran saying go? Prepare for the worst and every surprise is pleasant."

(Iumi has grabbed a void carbine.)

7:40 PM

(Coming in At the southern tube )

Dr. Truffles moves in first, shielding the others as they enter through the tube, with Knock at his side. As he moves forward, the rhuns on his cybernetic arm begin to glow, and a calm breeze blows over the group as they begin to move faster. (Casting Velocitious Imbuement, 2/4 spell slots remaining.)

Unlike most spells, this one may be cast as a simple On Turn action, targeting up to one visible willing creature per caster level within one hundred feet. Enchanted creatures become incredibly fleet of foot, doubling their usual round movement rate and becoming capable of running up walls and across ceilings without falling, provided they end their round upright on a navigable surface. They may also move away from melee opponents without needing to make a Fighting Withdrawal to avoid a parting attack, and may pass through and around armed foes who do not completely physically block their path. The spell lasts for the remainder of the scene and adds 1 System Strain to those who take advantage of it.

(Edited, pasted the wrong spell at first.) (edited)

Reza walks in calmly behind his fellow mage and gesticulates in practiced patterns. A brief shimmer surrounds each member of the boarding party before disappearing. Everyone feels as if they were wearing a vaccsuit without being encumbered by its bulk. (Casting Orbital Insertion. Everyone gets a vacc suit for 12 hours. Unknown if the detection bit applies here neko. I'm inclined to say it doesn't. Using Retain Sorcery to not use a spell slot. 4/5 effort remain) (edited)

12:52 AM

(I think it’s intended for orbital or space facing sensors not being visually seen by enemies akin to being invisible )

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Seeing the two powerful mages cast spells, Iumi shifts uncomfortably on her tail. She checks her pockets, but seems disappointed to not find anything interesting. Then, a light bulb goes off in her head as she flicks a thumbs up with her mechanical hand. The friction of the thumbs up highlights the slight electrokinetic spark that causes the tip of her thumb to glow a warm yellow light the size of a birthday candle. It is apparent that the glowing thumbs-up sign is about the extent of her ability. She seems more proud of herself than she should. (edited)

Dr. Truffles pauses as the impulse to be a curious scientist overwhelms that to be an effective operative. "That there's electrokinesis right? I read about it, but I ain't never seen anyone use it. Reckon it could come in handy if we're seeing any electronics or anything we can't get past."

Lamarck removes his glasses and polishes them, but he does a really good job and it's super fast. "Do we have any idea of where we wanna go? Or should we just move fast and see what happens?"

Dr. Truffles scratches his chin. "Reckon staying quiet's good until we need to fight. Let's try to secure this here big central area on the map."

(Anyone need to say anything else? or we good to light this candle?)

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Moving out of the southern transit tube you begin passing what looks to be an equipment storage area. There is a small set of lockers, along with a room that looks to have once housed crew.

Solace lets the warmth of the tea spread throughout his body. The aura of inconspicuousness from Incognito-2 grows to hide the entire group's psionic and magical activity. He stays close to Truffles, moving silently from cover to cover. Breathing in the Fade pattern, he peeks inside each room for other doors, dangers, or signs of life.

Dr. Truffles moves with Solace as he inspects the rooms, inspecting the state of the housing area to try and determine when the last time the housing room was occupied was.

Lamarck follows behind the two, keeping an eye and ear further up the main corridor while the proximity is investigated.

(Notice/wis Lamarck)

!roll 2d6+2 !notice/wis

Lamarck Roll: [2, 1] Result: 5 Reason: notice/wis

It doesn't seem like anything is in the small hallway or immediately near the door in the next chamber beyond. The metal floor is still hot due to the recent fire, but can be walked on if the room is passed through quickly.

Lamarck dances lightly from foot to to foot. "It's getting hot in here! So hot! Don't take off your shoes! something's not right the floor is burning me up!" He dances around the room making his way towards the next door making little ah and tss noises. (Although with the speed buff he's probably really prancing)

Hesitant, Iumi watches as the large utan gesticulates towards the next door. She looks to the other three companions for a sign of what to do next. Shaking her head, disappointed in her own inaction, she crouches down close to the floor to search for any signs of pressure plates, trip wires, or other traps.

There are no traps here, this ship was being used frequently, as was the cargo bay, and making it harder to access would not have made the crew safer. Moving through the hallway into the room beyond, you come to an open deck where the lightning gun batteries have been stationed. Dead gunners, flash fried into the deck or slumped over burned consoles litter the room, and the smell of burning flesh and chitin is prevalent. Suit filters struggle to entirely keep the smell away, and removing one's helmet would see one hit with the full force of the horror before you. The disabling shot to the engines must have sent power coursing through the entire ship. Anyone near anything drawing power would have been flashed fried or extremely injured almost at once.

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5

(what does one roll to not vomit? Asking for a friend)

Dr. Truffles pats the newer operatives on the shoulder. "We ain't gotta look at this, we can move on. I know it's hard, but more folks'd have died if we blue up the ship, and even more if we done let the Ascendancy complete its plans."

"What is that smell-... Oh... Truffles... You know how I said I was thinking of trying new food? Well... This wasn't what I had in mind..." Reza looks around at the carnage of the scene in front of them, "I... Don't remember ever targeting the Listening Post... I don't think anyone did, right? Would that mean that the Chimerans fired on their own station?"

Solace glances over the cursed tempura, paling as the tableau brought back memories of the Still Lady's academy. "This station was a magnet for electrical damage regardless of the station that took the hit. Thankfully many of these combatants experienced a swift death and now they will not slow us. We push through to the core."

Iumi hasn’t spoken since the carnage became visible. She covers her mouth moving through the room and shakes her head in disbelief, but she seems like she’s trying to not look like a little kid on her first mission.

The ruins of rare technology surround you here, and shipmasters in the fleet confirm the four shadow contacts that vanished from scopes shortly before the fighting have not re-appeared.

Lamarck tries very hard not to look too closely at the bodies as he carefully makes his way through the room. "Right, we need to focus on finding the living before we can deal with the dead. If there are any living... Solace is right this was a good thing for us"

Dr. Truffles scratches his chin in thought. "You ain't wrong though Reza, we didn't shoot near this place. Those four shadow contacts, your reckon? SCAF maybe? Could be something Silvano done cooked up."

"Hmm... That's certainly a thought... but I thought I read his forces were tied up elsewhere on the western front? Either way it seems like someone who is not us does not want us to find something on this listening post. So much so that it was worth it to..." He gestures around to the death of just this one section of the ship, "... ensure silence through weapons technology we have not yet seen before." Reza moves quickly over to some of the ruined tech, sifting through the detritus, "If I had to take a wild guess. It would be because they don't want us to have this... Whatever it is..." He tosses a piece of junk into the pile. "We had best keep moving." Reza moves towards the front of the group to continue towards the core of the station

“Um… think there’s anything here that could help us find those four sneaky radar pings we had earlier?” The tip of Iumis tail sifts through some wreckage as she talks. “If something’s broken, I might be able to get it powered up to get data.”

(I'm guessing based off neko calling it ruins that it is junk at this point but you may be right) (edited)

(We could try to salvage something and get it working, even fi only for a moment)

Iumi scans the junk on the ground and uses her engineering and tech expertise to pick out the most promising piece that might have something helpful on it.

(fix/int)

(8)

(have fix-3 so can assist her for a +2 if that's okay)

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(sure!)

(so, 10 then I guess! ty Reza!) (edited)

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You are able to salvage enough gear to get the sensor station working again, if only for a moment. The four contacts appear for just a moment on scanners once again as they exit the system with their powerful spike drives , classified on this computer as some kind of tomb ship

(Have we encountered any tomb ships previously?)

(No(

Iumi looks up from the screen, wondering if she just hallucinated. She looks from face to face of each of her companions just to make sure they saw what she did. Excitedly, but nervously, she asks “did any of you guys see that? What’s a tomb ship?”

(Did we get their relative direction they were headed? like N/S/E/W?) (edited)

(We did not, just confirmed there were indeed ghost contacts out there)

7:09 AM

(didn't roll high enough for more info)

"Yeah I saw it too, Iumi. Whatever they are, it doesn't sound good. Let's keep moving forward to see if we can find anything else."

Dr. Truffles nods. "Agreed. Reckon there might be more info on some of the more heavy duty equipment."

"let's deal with the tomb in front of us before we deal with the invisible ones. Should we let the other team know to look out for information about tomb ships?" Lamarck lines up ready to move forward.

(didn't want to move us on without getting that question answered)

Dr. Truffles nods. "I'll send em a quick message on the old compad real quick, then we can keep on going. Good idea there Lamarck."

The ring of the station looks to be entirely occupied by the gun deck, with hallways running west, north, and east from where you entered the station. You cannot read the signage, written in chimeran, but there is something of a glyph carved into each one as well. (does anyone here speak Mosk?)

(I don't.)

(No from me)

(not I)

(Oh shit, I was wrong, I forgot I respecced into High Mage. Arcane Lexicon: Commit Effort for the scene. For the rest of the scene, you can read any script that was not intentionally obfuscated or encoded by its writer. Extremely esoteric or nonhuman scripts may not be comprehensible this way; the "plain meaning" of the text might be utterly foreign to human logic. Up to you if it applies though. "Extremely esoteric or nonhuman may" provides a great deal of GM leeway.) Dr. Truffles eyes begin to glow as he reads over the chimeran writing and glyps carved into the walls. (Committing effort for Arcane Lexicon, 2/3 High Mage effort remaining.)

"Strike here, Strike hard" is written in Mosk, as a signal to..someone..or something.

Dr. Truffles relays the message to the others. "Some kind of mosk resistance you reckon? Or maybe another polity down farther south we ain't heard of? It'd be darn awkward approaching dangerous if we double booked the war."

"The foe of my foe is my foe? Wait that's not right but it's something like that. I guess we keep an eye out for more glyphs?" He shifts his glasses trying to remember the saying. "I guess we should keep an eye out for Mosk rebels of some sort."

Solace puts an ear to the floor listening for activity to the west, north or east

The hum of the power active elsewhere doesn’t really provide any meaningful vibrations , as it overpowers anything that might be walking or gliding over it.

pm1988 pinned a message to this channel. 6/26/2022 8:27 AM

Dr. Truffles looks at the map thoughtfully. "Y'all reckon maybe we head north first? Looks like another docking area, we can get it all cleared out."

"Where ah, where would they keep servants on a place like this?' He looks down sheepishly at his feet. "I've never been on a space station before... But if we could get in contact with some of the folks who wrote those messages they might be able to help us, unless you're worried about them escaping! We can go that way too!"

"If there was a boarding attempt while the battle was raging it would be good to check the other docking area. Best head there." Reza says as he takes up the lead with Truffles once again, void carbine at the ready.

Iumi straightens her stance, readies her weapon as well, and follows the two mages who seem to know what they’re doing.

Dr. Truffles nods. "Docking first, but that there's a good thought Lamarck. We can head off to the quarters after to see if there might be some folks alive what could give us information."

Lamarck falls back next to Iumi, carbine at the ready. He leans over and whispers "I think they've done this a few times before" (edited)

(so we're heading west to the other docking area first?)

(Yes, sorry, I thought from the map it was north.)

Heading west, it looks as though this dock is empty. There are stacked crates of machine parts and weapons here, though it looks like some of those crates have been broken open. Three dead Chimeran marines look like they have been smashed to pieces with deck tools. The offending tools and those responsible for this are gone now, as are several boxes of carbines.

“Looks like some things have been taken. We might have some company aboard still.”

"Good eyes, Mistress Iumi... Let's be sure we are holding our fire for targets that are actually hostile. Shall we head back in the other direction further into the station?"

Dr. Truffles scratches his chin. "What if them stealth signals we saw was ships taken from the station? Let's check the docking logs real quick afore we leave." Dr. Truffles looks around for anything resembling a dock master's office or station.

You don't see that information here in the actual docking rig itself, and probably need to find the bridge or one of the offices closer to pull it. (The folks at the dock know what ship they came here in, so that kind of information isn't necessary here) (edited)

(Gotcha that makes sense.) Dr. Truffles nods at the others. "Looks like there ain't no logs here. Maybe we can find something in the station record once we get on up to the bridge. Reckon that's a good call Reza, further on in. And like Lamarck was saying, maybe we'll find us some allies."

(We have north, which looks to be a more elaborate space facing area, and east where the meat of the station looks to be, where do we want to move next?)

(I vote West)

(East you mean? That's good with me too if so. Most likely place to find other people.) (edited)

(Weast it is)

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(Yes East. have not had coffee sorry)

(the fucked up thing is, I read his post as East to begin with, but he didn't edit it, and that;s not what he said)

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9:19 AM

(lets get a notice/wis for the group as we make our way back south along the orbital ring of the listening post)

(7)

(4)

(also 4)

(Kodo is out doing field work this week so may or may not get to roll) (edited)

(sounds goo,d we'll proceed!)

1:42 PM

Iumi notices the very faint scratching sounds of heavy boots on metal decking ahead, and it sounds like there are at least six different sets there. There is also the faint pop of gunfire, the same low grain rounds fired by void carbines

Hearing the sure sounds of others moving aboard the ship, Iumi lifts both left hands into a fist, indicating the party to stop. Her upper right hand forms a cup around her ear, lower right hand presses a finger to her lips. She is pantomiming to stop and listen. (edited)

Dr. Truffles pulls up short and keeps Knock from going forward, keeping his large stone wrench ready, but not raised so as not to appear overly threatening.

There are faint pops distantly, from the eastern wing of the facility. It sounds like void carbine fire. No shouts or battle cries come with it.

"We should proceed, but carefully. Talking with whoever is doing this shooting is a priority..." Reza let's his rifle hang by his sling and begins walking with his glaive. It glows faintly.

Iumi nods solemnly, and stumbles slightly as she lowers her weapon to follow.

Approaching the threshold of the eastern wing, you see six mosks, two of them without weapons entirely running back down the passageway towards you. There is a twelve strong squad of Chimeran marines on their tail, who look to be much better trained. The enemy force is 20m from your position, while the slaves are effectively about to run into you.

(want initiative?) Reza makes a motion to keep moving to the Mosk, "UNW Peacekeepers! Drop your weapons!" he shouts to the Chimerans.

(Yeah lets hop into intiative)

(4)

(0)

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!roll d8

Nekosmash Roll: [7] Result: 7

(The chimeran marines are up first, but if any of you wanted to snap fire, I don't want to take the chance away from you)

(Just checking if i have both weapons readied.)

12:06 PM

Reza raises his void carbine as he sees that the Chimeran Marines do not intend to stop as ordered. There is a small pop as the station-safe weapon fires in the direction of the Chimerans (13/5, included the -4 penalty for snap attack)

The round passes down the corridor, striking the thin armored marine, and spinning them as they are wounded

pm1988

Dr. Truffles moves in first, shielding the others as they enter through the tube, with Knock at his side. As he moves forward, the rhuns on his cybernetic arm begin to glow, and a calm breeze blows over the group as they begin to move faster. (Casting Velocitious Imbuement, 2/4 spell slots remaining.)

Unlike most spells, this one may be cast as a simple On Turn action, targeting up to one visible willing creature per caster level within one hundred feet. Enchanted creatures become incredibly fleet of foot, doubling their usual round movement rate and becoming capable of running up walls and across ceilings without falling, provided they end their round upright on a navigable surface. They may also move away from melee opponents without needing to make a Fighting Withdrawal to avoid a parting attack, and may pass through and around armed foes who do not completely physically block their path. The spell lasts for the remainder of the scene and adds 1 System Strain to those who take advantage of it.

(Edited, pasted the wrong spell at first.) (edited)

(Everyone remember you've got double speed if you took this.)

(truffs or Iumi, if neither are snap firing I'll just take the enemy turn)

(I don’t think Iumi would)

(Me neither.)

!roll 2d6

Nekosmash Roll: [5, 2] Result: 7

The chimeran marines hold position, unnerved by the sudden appearance of rebel reinforcements, but they commit to the battle none the less , spreading out to not get in one another's fire lines, they shoot down the corridor at a combination of your team and the Mosk rebels that were just running from this.

1:54 PM

!roll 12 d20+3

Nekosmash Rolls: [9] Result: 12 [13] Result: 16 [2] Result: 5 [11] Result: 14 [16] Result: 19 [15] Result: 18 [10] Result: 13 [5] Result: 8 [2] Result: 5 [16] Result: 19 [1] Result: 4 [5] Result: 8

Three of the running mosks are cut down as the weapons cough their low powered slugs, though the velocity is still more than enough to break shell.

1:56 PM

(Looks like Iumi up then since Reza snap fired)

(I would still have a move action, but i can go after Iumi. Unless we have houserules that make snap firing work differently) (edited)

(Sorry I'm late I got a 2!)

(You'd have a move, just not a main)

(2)

(Reza I’ll hold off if you want to move)

Reza curses as his shot goes high and wide. He starts moving forward as he quickly gestures in the air as the void carbine falls to his side on its sling. For a brief instant Reza and Knock disappear from view before reappearing amidst the the Chimeran marine squad. (Using Spatial Realignment Warp [COTBS pg. 70] to teleport myself and Knock into the crowd of marines. Using Swift Casting for it to only take a bonus action to cast. 3/5 effort remain 4/5 HM Spells remain) (edited)

9:45 AM

(4 v 5 Physical Save for my Surge roll. Fail. +1 System Strain. 6/14 Strain. Now its the end of my turn

thank you for yer patiences) (edited)

(now Iumi is up)

Seeing, not seeing, then seeing Reza stuns Iumi for a beat. She sees him enter the fray and shakes herself back into readiness. "Civilians, get down if you can!" she shouts toward the mosks, and takes aim at the closest marine to her. She pulls the trigger of her void carbine. (21/11)

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One of the enemy force is hit and severely wounded , but is not killed.

10:46 AM

(Solace up)

Dashing below the river of bullets Solace hugs the wall, sprinting for the marine furthest to the right. A meter away, he jumps, kicking off the wall. The kick twists his body, sending the force of his motion into his other leg, now extended, propelling a steel-toed boot toe toward the marine's neck joint. [Martial Style: Gentle Way] (15/9 if it hits, will use Hurling Throw for 1 Vowed effort to kick the marine into his neighbor)

Solace Sinensis

Dashing below the river of bullets Solace hugs the wall, sprinting for the marine furthest to the right. A meter away, he jumps, kicking off the wall. The kick twists his body, sending the force of his motion into his other leg, now extended, propelling a steel-toed boot toe toward the marine's neck joint. [Martial Style: Gentle Way] (15/9 if it hits, will use Hurling Throw for 1 Vowed effort to kick the marine into his neighbor)

(they are 20m away. Don't know if you have something that lets you move 20m in a move action)

(Would imagine not. You’d have to double move which means you don’t get a main)

(Is he not sped up by truff?) (edited)

(ah yes forgot about that! He did cast a spell to make us move faster)

(Me too. I’ll have to look up hurling throw though when I’m not busy later )

(it hits)

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8:49 AM

!roll d20

Nekosmash Roll: [9] Result: 9

(physical save failed)

8:50 AM

The wounded marine is thrown back to crash into the deck, heaving as the pain fills their strange body.

8:50 AM

(Lamarck)

Lamarck is taken aback as his bolder companions take the fight to the Marines. He holds up his rifle to shoot and sees the mental image of him shooting Solace and the enemy marines cheering. He lowers his rifle and shifts his gaze to the 3 mosks who were shot, running forward and attempting to stabilize them (I'm at 40? Movement using Psychic succor on whoever seems the worst off.)

9:25 AM

!roll 1d6 !healing if applicable

Lamarck Roll: [1] Result: 1 Reason: healing if applicable

You are able to stabilize their once mortal injuries, but it will not take much to outright kill these poor slaves once again

7:01 PM

(I think everyone's gone then, I'll take the marines if we're all accounted for) (edited)

(Truffles needs to go)

(Was Lamarck able to stabilize all three and do I have room to deploy drones?)

(They are stable, so will wake up in a few with 1hp. Deploying it would be your main if it wasn’t up alreasy)

Dr. Truffles cuts his cybernetic arm through the air as the rhuns on it glow with a ghostly light. The wounded mosk rebels fade and disappear from view. (Casting The Excellent Transpicuous Transformation to turn all of the injured mosk rebels invisible, 1/4 spell slots remaining.) Knock rolls in a ball of fur, teeth, and claws into the nearest marine, jumping up on his back and pounding at his head (3/3).

(Spell goes off, Knock does not damage them)

8:21 AM

(is that everyone?)

(I think so, yeah.)

In melee with Reza and Knock, the Chimeran marines use their combat blades or other native attachments to their bodies to fight back, trying to bring down the mage in their ranks

8:37 AM

!roll 4 d20+3

Nekosmash Rolls: [20] Result: 23 [10] Result: 13 [1] Result: 4 [9] Result: 12

!roll 2d6

Nekosmash Roll: [5, 4] Result: 9

(crit/9 on Reza, everything else misses)

(63/62 HP; 1 Temp HP remaining) Reza dances in between the gaggle of marines and with a flick of a switch, the thermal blade of his glaive ignites and begins emitting large amounts of heat. He swings the two handed weapon at the nearest marine with a heavy over-head chop (15/17. No shock if that doesn't hit as its vs AC 15)

(no damage, should be up to Iumi then!)

Iumi targets the weakened marine she previously hit. She aims and fires. (16/9)

It falls, the void carbine lacking recoil, but not lacking offensive power as the soldier falls to the decking with the sound of metal striking metal.

(should be solace next then

Ducking away to avoid the hot arc of Reza's glaive, Solace steps behind the next marine on the right side of the hall and launches a series of jabs at their armor from behind. (14/5/5 Shock vs 15) (edited)

The fist, while backed up by a strong arm is unable to punch through the combat plate of the Chimeran marine, and the blow bounces.

7:09 AM

(Lamarck)

As his hand leaves the Mosk he gasps at the disappearance of the stabilized Mosk, he looks at his own hand in confusion before he notices the good doctor's rhuns glow. He shakes his head in disbelief and turns towards the Marines squinting his eyes as he tries to shoot one hopeful that maybe their mysterious powers will guide his aim. (11/4)

The shots strike low, punching a few neat holes into the deck before the weapon idles, smoke drifting from the barrel

8:15 AM

(Truffs)

Dr. Truffles unloads the first of his drones and sends it to assist Knock in his attack of the marine. (22/6 for Knock, 14/12 for the Drone)

(what is the drone attacking with? )

(Shear rifle and I might be stupid

)

The drone misses its target and the deck plates begin to deform. You estimate this interior compartment will need a few more shots before things fall apart, but you're ultimately unsure how sound the station is constructed.

5

12:02 PM

Knock gets a muscular arm around the necks of one of the marines and begins to squeeze.

Three of the enemy remain, one of them being strangled slowly by Knock.

2:03 PM

!roll d20+3

Nekosmash Roll: [20] Result: 23

!roll 2d6

Nekosmash Roll: [6, 2] Result: 8

The creature is thrown from the neck of the marine, as a curved kriss tip gets between the arm and the neck guard Knock is trying to get into. The scrappy otter is thrown, and dashed on the floor.

2:04 PM

!roll 2 d20+3

Nekosmash Rolls: [4] Result: 7 [12] Result: 15

The other two swordfighters look to be having trouble getting as effective a swing in on their own opponnets.

Reza continues to do battle with the Chimeran marine. they trade blows, parries and counter-blows as the ringing of steel fills the hallway, "Truff! Watch the gunfire!" (18/15 on the Marine)

One of the remaining three marines is quickly dispatched by Reza. A crunch of bone and a sudden limpness in the body signals that his opponent has been dispatched.

2:42 PM

(Iumi)

Distracted by Truffles' shot and concern for the structural integrity of the ship, Iumi takes aim at one of the remaining marines using her void carbine, but the shot goes wide. (5 to hit) (edited)

(Solace)

(I'll have no cell service until upcoming Wednesday evening so please skip my turns or roll the same attack until then!)

(Lamark!)

Using his last shot to calibrate, he closes one eye and sticks out his tongue as he aims this time. (15/10)

One of the wounded swordsmen is down, leaving only two Chimerans remaining , now heavily outnnumbered.

12:01 PM

(Truffs)

(Are they wearing power armor or are primitive weapons a go?)

(the engineers are in exo suits, which are a utility version of power armor)

Dr. Truffles draws his wrench and moves to engage one of the remaining two Chimerans along with Knock. (10/3 for Truff and 21/4 for Knock.)

Knock quickly re-engages and although wounded, manages to bring down the Chimeran marine he had been fighting, leaving a lone swordsman to stand against your group.

2:22 PM

!roll d20+3

Nekosmash Roll: [19] Result: 22

!roll d6

Nekosmash Roll: [3] Result: 3

The downblow aimed at knock tears into the creature and the body of the marine he had just dispatched, leaving a sparking display of coral on coral

2:22 PM

(22/3 knock, and up to Reza)

"Hold it still Knock!" Reza attempts to run the Chimeran through with the glaive and then rip out its insides (25/14, rolled an 18 so Furious Magazine gives a bonus attack. Second a clear miss with a 9)

There is a wet crunch as the blade punches deep into coral backed plate, and the Chimeran marine collapses, gurgling out the last of its life.

Lamarck relaxes as the final marine goes down. His eyes pause briefly on the deformed deck plate before looking down at his void carbine and back to the plate. He calls back without looking. "Hey Doc, just curious where you got your degree and what it's in. No reason in particular, just a non-sequnentialer"

2

Iumi looks at the utan, then at their other companions. “I feel like we just witnessed Lamarck’s entire thought process occur right before our eyes.”

"That's usually what happens when you watch someone speak..." Reza takes a few steps forward to listen for any other sounds coming from the Eastern part of the listening post

Dr. Truffles smiles sheepishly at the group. "Uhh... mechanical engineering from the university in Central. The... uhhh... drones might need a different loadout for boarding actions. Sorry bout that, this here's the first one I've done, usually fought planet-side." Dr. Truffles dismisses the spell shielding the mosk rebels and motions to Lamarck to help him look over their injuries.

Lamarck smiles and moves towards the now revealead mosks. (Im guessing wanderer doesnt give me whatever it is the mosk speak?)

(Going to be a Neko call what counts as "common languages of the sector" but you should be able to at least communicate on a basic level.)

(We can say basic level)

"ummm. Hello? I speak your vocabulary a small. Are you injure? How you feel? My passengers are here to help you." He gestures to everyone in the group. "More of your friends in this house? We release total of them, aid us?" He turns back to the group smiling. "I could be a translator!"

2

The group is barely alive, wounded and getting their bearings. They know most of the other crew are probably still on the bridge or in the various bunker spaces in the space station where they’re directed to go in circumstances like this

To the rest of the group. "Where can we send them to be safe? They probably shouldn't stay here. I'm going to ask them where the bridge is and if theres a way to enter that won't be as obvious, since I assume if we take the bridge we can force other groups to surrender. " To the mosks "in what direction is bridge? What word say to friend, mean we help not wound? Many boom boom at bridge? Best way enter no get eyeballed?"

The bridge looks to be toward the extreme east of the station as you had all thought, the Mosks now confirming the direction.

"The Vox Finalis should have marines aplenty to hold the entry way. Send them that way, we need to get to the bridge before they destroy whatever evidence might be left." Reza continues on forward to begin scouting the way towards the bridge.

Dr. Truffles nods. "Yeah, reckon we should put together an official intake protocol. Reckon these won't be the first folks we come across like this." He pauses long enough to make sure the mosks are alright and heading in the right direction before following Reza.

Lamarck points in the direction of the entry way. He addresses the Mosk "Safe that way. If find friend steal them. People with gun help you. Shout "UNW" walk to" Lamarck takes off after Truff and Reza once the Mosks start moving.

(so we have a southerly hallway with a couple ring structures on it, or a more beefy northern passageway, both running east. We encountered this group more or less right at the split)

(Looks like from the map the north one is the one that gets us to the far eastern end of the station without having to find an area to cut back in?)

(Agreed)

(I'm for north fork)

(Sounds good to me)

(Ye)

(okay, so we will be around that first set of stacks jutting out into space) It looks like there were once ships on orbital tenders here, though those tenders were quickly cut. Perhaps it is related to the ghost contacts seen on radar. A mix of Chimeran and Mosk resistance bodies fill the compartments near the tender tubes, and it looks like fighting here is as fierce as it can get when explosives and most other weapons are outlawed.

(Can it be determined which direction the Mosk's were going? Like orbital tenders in to the station? or from the station to the orbital tenders?

(Looks like they were trying to get out from the station into the tubes)

Dr. Truffles searches the walls for any other signage or graffiti like what the group found in the previous wings.

It does not seem like any of that was here, fighting was sudden and the splinter group or whoever this is did not have time to do it.

Lamarck takes the scene in, trying hard not to focus long on any single corpse. "Was everyone trying to escape the station? I wonder who won in the end and managed to get out." (What exactly is an orbital tender? Just a tether for a ship?)

(yeah think like those bridges in an airport you use to get onto a plane, same idea)

"It looks like all the action is done here, we can check the computers here if we find no information in the bridge? Unless Iumi can do some more of that computer magic?"

Looking startled to be acknowledged, Iumi looks at Lamarck, then to the other members of the team, and nods. "I uh... I can check?"

Dr. Truffles nods. "I reckon you're a sight better with computers than me. I done only learned enough to work my drones." He gets a sheepish expression on his face as he mentions the drones again.

(Program /int for Iumi )

(9)

(You can ask three questions before the system locks you out)

Perusing the files, the world around Iumi becomes silent as she settles into her element. She searches for the following:

1) what information does the system have on a tomb ship? 2) what was the purpose and mission of this listening post? 3) what are the recent correspondence like, particularly have they been able to warn anyone that were coming?

(edited)

The system does not have anything about the tomb ships other than referencing it as the naval tactic of shutting down a ships reactor and setting it adrift so it cannot be detected. The listening post was meant to keep a watch on the gravity well, and radio Uloth in the event of sighting enemy ships in the system, or any attack. The post was able to get a message out, though it will take close to a week to make it back to the core Chimeran systems, and any kind of response will take days from that to muster.

7:58 AM

The message was about the Mosk uprising here, which was in full swing before UNW ships entered the system.

7:58 AM

(So a response is probably coming, but not because specifically you)

Iumi relays all the information as she uncovers it, jumping a bit in surprise when the system finally times out.

Dr. Truffles nods. "Reckon that may work to our advantage. If they think they're sending a fleet to put down an uprising, and they find them a polity navy instead."

"And it seems that those ships are more likely than not still out there... Running dark as it were... Question becomes if its Chimerans on those ships or others?"

"Should we let the fleet know that there's 4 ships potentially.... Floating around out there? Maybe they can find them using something else? It might be a mix, some ships might be mosk some might be chimeran."

(We did see them on radar coming into the system, so the fleet knows they're out there)

(would ordering the frigates in system to spread out and perform a coordinated search of the area be something we can do?)

(It would take hours for them to begin the process and probably days to sweep given the large distances we are working with but we can)

Reza radios to the Vox Finalis, "Vox Bridge, this is Reza Collins. We have ships running dark within the system. Please have picket ships begin search operations throughout the gravity well. Also have a broadcast go out on all frequencies letting the 'tomb ships' know that we know they are out there. If they surrender they will be treated fairly."

The Vox replies that they'll broadcast as ordered, and will otherwise be on the lookout for anything resembling the dark enemy vessels.

“Should we continue forward?” Iumi says hesitantly, worried she’s interrupting something important but also not wanting to waste time if there are other innocents in danger.

(We have the south side of the east wing and the north wing left if I'm not mistaken?)

(Correcto)

Dr. Truffles nods. "Reckon we should go on back the other way down the south passage. Make sure we get all the refugees off and there ain't no Ascendancy folks to send another message."

"Agreed, Doc. I imagine they'll be dug in over there after seeing all this. Good thinking Reza, at least the ships know what to look for now."

Heading to the south of this easterly section it looks as though there is still a bit of fighting here. You can hear more void carbine gunfire and the clash of steel and steel as some kind of sword fight is underway.

Dr. Truffles readies his wrench and carefully moves forward with Knock, peering around the corners to try to get a look at the battle before the group has to engage.

A mosk with one remaining crab claw arm clutches a large sword that normally would need two hands to hold. They are surrounded by dead Chimeran's and some of their own fellow mosk resistance dead. They fight the largest Chimeran you have seen thus far, a brute, possibly specially grown for jobs like this, who also fights with their own circuit inlaid bastard sword.

"UNW Peacekeepers! Drop your sword, Chimeran!" Reza shouts as he moves to charge forward to join the fray. Knowing that this Mosk is likely on borrowed time. (Init?)

(Yes, he is an absolute unit and is not going down without a fight)

(8 for Reza!)

(8)

(6)

(3)

!roll d8

Nekosmash Roll: [6] Result: 6

(Reza, Iumi, hefty chimeran, Lamark, Truffs)

(distance to target?)

(20m)

(Sorry for the delay!) Reza looks to Knock and shrugs, "Second verse same as the first, only a little bit louder and a whole lot worse?" With barely time to think, Reza once again engages the spell form to realign people with respect to their location within the station. Knock and Reza to, hopefully, take the place of the wounded Mosk fighter. (Casting Spatial Realignment Warp [COTBS pg. 70] to teleport myself and Knock right up next to the big Chimeran. Also want to move the Mosk back to the group. A good ole switcheroo. If the mosk is unwilling they can make a mental save to resist. Using Swift Casting for it to take a bonus action. 2/5 Effort & 3/5 HM Spells remain. Succeed on Surge) As soon as Reza reappears next to the gargantuan Chimeran that is looking to throw down, Reza comes down hard with a viscious chop from his Thermal Glaive (dirty 20/15 for the attack)

(He would be unwilling since this is a personal thing it looks like)

1:23 PM

!roll d20 !v13

Nekosmash Roll: [10] Result: 10 Reason: v13

(he does fail though)

1:24 PM

The blow is a clean one and chops through a segment of organic looking armor plating, and the creature roars.

Nekosmash pinned a message to this channel. 7/15/2022 1:24 PM

(Iumi)

Iumi takes aim at the roaring creature with her void carbine and pulls the trigger. Her tongue flits out in anger as she sees the poor shot. (11/7) (edited)

The hefty Chimeran rounds on Reza as the glaive is now suddenly an unwelcome third participant in the fated duel taking place between the Chimeran and Mosk. Its heavy sword descends, metal so pure the air seems to ring as it sweeps

1:57 PM

!roll d20+8

Nekosmash Roll: [3] Result: 11

(missed)

1:58 PM

(Lamark up)

Lamarck yells out in his broken Mosk. "We help kill mean!" He fires at the Chimeran Hulk (16/9) as he yells.

The hulk laughs as the shot bounces off thick plates, the sound entirely discomforting coming from something so big.

2:39 PM

(truffs)

(Sorry guys, this never lit up for me.) Dr. Truffles observes the trouble his comrades are having hitting the creature, and begins casting. As the rhuns on his cybernetic arm begin to glow, and a field emits outward from him surrounding his allies, washing over them and causing them to feel more energetic. (Casting Resounding Temporal Echo. All allies including the mosk can take a system strain to take an extra main action for the next 5 rounds. Truff will take it and so will Knock.) Dr. Truffles then looks at the mosk who was bravely fighting when they arrived. Channeling the life energy around them, he focuses it into the mosk. (Healing them for 10 using Psychic Succor.) Energized, Knock flies at the Chimeran, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks (13/2, 6/5).

The mosk looks to be better off than he was before. The Chimeran is not harmed by the blows

2:30 PM

(Back to reza)

Reza manages to dodge out of the way of the heavy blade by twisting around the larger Chimeran. As he turns back around to face the creature, he takes a wicked side swipe at the larger foe. (Crit/24) With the help of Truffle's spell. a surge of energy courses through his veins. As the Chimeran doubles over from the mighty blow, he uses the opportunity to bring down his Glaive with a flurry of two chops. (Crit/25, 21/14. and now up to 7/14 strain) (edited)

With expert halberd work, the Chimeran is taken to pieces. Its still twitching body flops to the deck in several segments.

(How does strain work for NPCs? Can I spend some time getting the mosk and Knock back to full?)

(They still have strain. He would need one more medium roll to be ok)

6:38 PM

(I don’t know for knock we never really determined that for Gaia companions. I feel like that should almost use your pool since it’s part of you)

(That makes sense to me, I'll have to wait for my computer in a bit to take a look at it so if someone has something else before then we can circle back.)

(I guess I can try to talk to it/ I guess we should send it to safety? Assuming it doesn't wanna keep killing)

(We haven't actually spoken to it yet, we don't know what it wants)

Lamarck approaches the remaining Mosk cautiously. His eyes flit between it and Reza silently pleading for backup. "Ummm... Ahem.... Ah yes. We are U.N.W we desire for aid you. You fight with strength of... Umm. Coursing river. Force of a big typhoon.An enraged fire. But are mystery to us. How may we tend you?" Lamarck awaits a response and stands by to 'translate' any questions from the group.

3

The mosk believes most of the other resistance fighters managed to make it out on the spy ships that were being kept here. Almost all the Chimeran are dead but it came at a tremendous cost for the poorly trained and equipped rebel movement. There was a personal feud between this mosk and the Chimeran you just killed, but he is happy to be alive even if his personal vendetta can no longer be fulfilled.

Dr. Truffles approaches him and touches the stub of his missing arm, moving his hand outwards. As it leaves the space, a new claw begins to grow out of the stump, flesh forming first and then wrapping in a new, shiny exoskeleton. (Using Major Organ Restoration and Psychic Succor to heal him for 11.) Dr. Truffles moves along to comfort Knock, who's nursing a few scrapes of his own. "Reckon you can ask him if he knows how to get in touch with them stealth ships Lamarck?" (Healing Knock for 8.)

Seeing the mosk’s arm regrow, Iumi watches in amazement for signs of pain.

Lamarck goes to clean his glasses and shoves his gloves into the faceplate of his suit. The jolt forces his attention from the newly formed claw. "We want aid friends. How talk to friends in silent ships?We Smile this one is alived." He gestures towards Reza. "This one apologizes... Ummm between fight, we all desire you alive. We desire alive all mosks in place here." Lamarck turns back to the group. "Reza I apologized for you interrupting the fight, and on that note remind me to never ever ever get on your bad side. I've asked him about contacting the tomb ships and if anyone else needs help on this post.

"Ah I guess he had a personal beef? Well I'd rather deal with his anger than planning his funeral."

He seems to appreciate the help, but is refusing to divulge how to contact his comrades, as he is not convinced of your intentions either.

Reza waits for Lamarck to translate, understanding of the current situation and how mistrustful they might be of any alien, "Ask them what we could do to prove our trust? Do they need assistance on a specific world that could help their revolution?"

Lamarck listens and nods. "I think I can do that." He turns back to the Mosk. "We believe your thoughts but would still like to aid. We arrive here to fight the Chimeran" He points to the diced hulk on the ground. "We bring fight because of Chimeran.... Ummm... Feelings toward Mosk. Chimeran mean, Mosk no do bad but are punished by Chimeran for none reasons. We fight for Mosk freedom. We hope get trust! We aid Mosk people. Where can we send fighter to do more helping? Have many ships and fighters. Help Mosk win fight!"

3

4

9:36 PM

(Neko if anything doesn't make sense I can give you a non-broken version!)

He’s still not willing to give you information about the ships that left. He’s grateful for survival and your help but not so much he would put the others at risk.

Lamarck nods to the Mosk in understanding. "We send Mosk friends back to our ship for safe. Once this ship is safe we send them back? Would you like come our ship or stay here? Either is good good, want help new friends!" After communicating this Lamarck turns back and sighs. "Sorry everyone, it seems a lifetime of slavery has made them untrusting of us. I've asked where they want to go but it seems they are unwilling to give up any information that may jeopardize the resistance. it may be that activities are more powerful than talking, as the old saying goes."

Dr. Truffles nods. "That there's understandable. Reckon he wants to come with us so we can start earning that trust?"

He would come with you to finish taking the station it seems.

(oh snap sorry to have missed a combat while I was in the woods!) Solace prods the inlaid sword with a toe. "To the north wing then? Perhaps when we've secured the station these Mosk will be more receptive. And would anyone like to wield this sword? It looks like a line shut for a skyscraper. Or it could be a nice touch to symbolically offer it to the Mosk at the end of our assault."

Reza puts his boot underneath the hilt of the blade and deftly kicks it up to himself. He walks over to the Mosk and holds it to the accomplished warrior, "Can you translate for me, Lamarck? Can you tell them 'May this blade lead your people to freedom once again' for me?"

Lamarck looks between the Mosk and Reza takes a deep breath. "I'll try, I think I know... Some of those words." He turns to the Mosk as Reza holds out the sword. He thinks for a moment, sticking his tongue out and finally starts. "May this blade lead your people to freedom once again" He smiles broadly at the Mosk, awaiting a response. Man I really messed that one up, I don't know the word for freedom! I'm sure he'll get the idea

4

The mosk takes the blade as a gesture but looks to feel comfortable fighting with his own. There is still a bridge to be taken.

Seeing the gesture has been well received Lamarck continues. "We go bridge now. Take bridge now. You come to, many fight " Once the Mosk seems to be on board Lamarck turns to the group. "He's with us, let's go finish this."

As they walk towards where the bridge of this station is, Reza radios Vox Finalis command once again, "Vox Bridge, This is Collins... Yes call off the search for the missing ships but continue to broadcast our friendly intent. They are Mosk rebels who are in the process of fighting for their freedom."

THe ship will continue looking, as to not be caught off guard. The bridge is located to the stations far east and it looks like it has been ripped from a larger ship and simply bolted on to the station. No doors bar your way but from 40m out you can see several wounded Chimeran, about ten, looking to try to get control over their damaged ship systems once again.

Lamarck ducks out of sight as he sees the Chimerans. "They look roughed up already I guess the Mosks had a go at them. Do we want to take prisoners? This big guy might not like that though. I'm happy to run in shooting, just leave a few for the rest of us" He smiles at Reza, and communicates to the Mosk that we're stopping for a moment to plan our strike. "Brain time, map plan kill bads"

Dr. Truffles nods. "They look like staff of the station. Reckon we should at least give them a chance to come quietly."

"It would be wise to avoid conflict when the systems are already so compromised. Their message has already gone out, so we could gain from letting them conduct their repairs while we listen. If there is any way to contact these tomb ships, it may be here on the bridge. However, we must take caution. We should not risk giving them an opportunity to warn their fleets of the presence of ours. I could get close to listen, but unfortunately I lack the necessary linguistics." (edited)

(Their fleet is gone so there isn't any real time comms coming in our out really)

"We already know that they sent out a warning... and I am sure they are getting reports all over their polity about an invasion that is ongoing. Our best bet is to take over, data dump their drives in one massive download and then deorbit the listening post into the black hole..."

"Then maybe if they see that sword they'll be more open to negotiations"

Lamarck eyes the Mosk's new sword. "That would certainly send a message. If they really are just workers I can't imagine they would put up much of a fight." (edited)

Dr. Truffles nods. "That there was my thinking Lamarck. We didn't come here to kill no civilians. Reckon you can call out a message to surrender? You seem to be right good at languages."

Lamarck looks around the room, you can see his eyes bulging even under the visor. "I guess I am.... Right good at languages. If I start screaming please save me." Lamarck begins walking down the hallway at the front of the group , once he sees everyone is coming he'll continue. (If wanderer covers Chimeran this will be in Chimeran if not this will be in Mosk) "Salutations Chimeran individuals, we UNW. Cease what you do. Lay down your legs. We no want ouch but knife Mosk can lacerate." He gestures to the group behind him specifically our sword friend. He holds his breath as the room reacts. Holding his gun at the ready but not in a firing position. (edited)

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(Tlak/cha )

(8)

The sword of their exemplar in hand, and no one here to report their failings home, the crew of the listening post surrender

12:26 PM

(assuming none of you decide to war crimes them)

(I think I speak for the group when I say no war crimes

)

2

Lamarck's posture relaxes upon the surrender. "Gratitude for being sense, who is head of grouping? More organisms on ship? We take to our place now, no hurt since well trained." He turns back to the group."I can handle transporting this group back to the Marines. I asked if they know of anyone else on the ship. Anything else I should ask? I imagine you all need some time to look around this computer place."

(Back into the woods, I'll be returning Wednesday)

(3xp, 5000 credits)

6

2:59 PM

(the station is ours)

(Great job translating Lamarck!)

4

(Can @pm1988 and I have a quick debrief scene as this is getting cleaned up?)

(For sure!)

"Um, Doctor... you had mentioned something about being able to help..." nervously flitting her tongue, she holds up her metal arm. "I saw you heal that Mosk... it looked a bit painful. But I'd really like to be whole again."

Dr. Truffles nods. "I reckon I can do that. Regrowing a limb ain't no problem. The cyberware makes it a bit more complicated. If we don't take it off properly it'll... uhh... fry all your neurons. Which I reckon I could heal too, but might be better to find us a medbay and take our time with it. We should have the time to do it in our next spike jump. That ok with you?"

The slyth nods nervously. “I guess I’ll just have to trust you. You’re … not medical doctor though? I guess this -“ she taps her cyberware, “counts as mechanical engineering.” She gulps.

Dr. Truffles chuckles. "We got the whole medbay on the Vox too. Reckon I can deal with the mechanical parts and we can have a doctor on hand in case something goes wrong that I ain't able to handle with biopsionics. You'd just need you a day to rest up."

“I think we’ll have some time after this for me to recouperate. If Dr. Corda is around…. He’s familiar with this piece of work in particular.” (I know this mission is canonically after my current mission thread and our side goal in current mission is to stabilize the stump/neural connection of the chop shop job done in a field hospital. So by now he’s theoretically had a chance to look at it lol)

(Yeah, and mechanically speaking you do only need 1 day to rest up from having the cyberware removed. The regrowth is instant and will only cost you the strain from accepting Psychic Succor, so we can do it during the spike jump to our next target if you want?)

(Works for me!)

Dr. Truffles nods. "Reckon I can get it figured. Despite... uh... recent evidence I'm a fair hand with bits of engineering like this. We can get you going with four of your own arms afore our next fight."

(All good here then!)

(I think we just need to decide where we want to head next)

(Idas is the only choice in spike range.)

(Do we want to wait to see if those other ships show up? The ones sent to put down the Mosk's?)

(I don't think so. If they just sent the message we'd either run into them at Idas, where they'd be equally surprised, or we'll pass them in the spike lanes and they'll arrive here to find a de-orbited station and have to spend four days scooping before they could turn around to chase us. That's assuming they even have ships to send and we wouldn't be sitting here waiting for a fleet that didn't come.)

(agreed on that point, T) (edited)

1:21 PM

(also Neko in case it didn't get said earlier. We would mass data dump the listening post hard drives then set the station to deorbit into the black hole)

(Sounds good to me, I had it in my head the message had been sent a week ago or something but either way they'll be stuck here with nothing if we leave now)

(yeah, there being a relief force coming is a big if as it is, but there won't be anything here to salvage should one show up)

(Once our compatriots are done I think Idas is the best bet then.)

(Sounds good. I will ensure everything is ready to go in terms of a report)

(that said too,anyone who wants to get back to personal missions and not do war stuff anymore, that is fine too. Truffs and I can handle the mass combats/fleet stuff on our own so don't feel obligated to stay)

(I wanna stay!)

(I'm a ship captain/ diplomat now, I can't abandon my post! )

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(Best translator we got)

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(Alriht, I'll get a scouting report together and whatnot)

2:15 PM

(just for my own facts here, we're de-orbiting the station?)

(yeah unless someone has a good reason to leave it. Take any survivors on to the Vox for care/holding. Dump data drives. Deorbit station)

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)okay, will add a project to isf board. Should be three days of time to get there )

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(Good luck team!!)

(did you want to transition back to something solo, Solace?

7:29 AM

(Also, question for Truffs, is the entire fleet coming to Idas? )

Nekosmash

(Also, question for Truffs, is the entire fleet coming to Idas? )

(Yes.)

(did we want to bother with program checks? with so many ships I feel like its a sure thing one will be detected, but I don't want to punish via cutscene if that feels unfair)

(Nah, that feels fair to me. Like you said it's a sure thing.)

(yeah i don't think there is any call for stealth anymore. Any message would reach there before we get there so they would probably be expecting us anyway)

(It may in a way help? If the Mosk are trying to rebel, us coming loudly may be a signal to them to make moves. The more chimeran chatter the better?)

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(in that case would it make sense to send lots of broadcasts to all chimeran worlds that all worlds will soon be liberated? We have access to their communications equipment) (edited)

(We can try it. The effects may not be known or may not occur at all depending on the planet and it’s comms base )

(I'll make a new thread for Idas)

(Could we repair the Desmond O'Shea before we go? I think we have an appropriately sized workshop on the Vox. Or would it take too long?) (edited)

(I don't know if we could do it within a timeframe that makes sense. we might be here days after doing the repairs. A mobile Shipyard repairs 1pt an hour and thats a specialized fitting.)

2:33 PM

(Relevant boog passage. pg 113)

2:35 PM

(At 29 points of damage even if we were to get Truffles over there with fix-4 we are looking at 8 days of repairs)

(Can we just have it hang to the back?)

(We couldn't do it in spike space either I would say)

(i think it would be best to do as Lamarck suggested. It will hang back and if it needs to it will just spike out) (edited)

(Agreed.)

(I'll transition back to solo, plenty to do on Parnika and I should focus my limited availability there for a bit)