Logs 2

<Nick|Joyeuse> ((My go?))
3:20 PM A<•Antioch|GM> ((I've got an opening post in the works. Almost done.))
3:20 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> ((cool, cool))
3:23 PM Saff|Lab → Saff
3:28 PM A<•Antioch|GM> Almost immediately, the Protectorate team bursts into action. There are collapsed buildings, burning buildings, a combination of both -- Feral and the two brawny minions get to work, searching for and extricating victims from the wreckage.
3:28 PM Crimson Hand tags patches of earth near the feet of ruined or crumbling buildings, and a red effect proliferates from the touch -- less a glow or an aura, more a pigmentation that creeps across the surface of the ground and some of the building in irregular, winding tendrils.
3:28 PM The first time he activates his power is sudden, somewhat alarming. A continuous array of shackles, chains, barbed wire, and other entangling constructs, seemingly made of whatever red stuff his power's propagating, erupts from the ground, chaining down the ruined building it's surrounding and dragging it into the earth.
3:28 PM All the while, the stealthier minion skulks around in the periphery, watching for trouble. It's already quietly dispatched a looter, catching him by surprise and pinning him to the wall.
3:28 PM Everyone's getting shit done, making forward progress. Well... his minions are doing shit for him, at least. ||
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3:35 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> Freddy's simultaneously nervous and hopeful. He's out here, contributing, helping the city, being a hero. It almost feels like he shouldn't be here. He's not really doing a lot. The minions are doing everything for him. He shivers, from the cold and from the nerves.
3:35 PM He's not ever going to be as effective as Crimson Hand at this, but he's not doing nothing. He has to be more confident. He has an amzing costume, a badass sword, and he's out fighting- well, not crime, exactly, but bad stuff nonetheless.
3:37 PM It's the first time he can really feel like a hero. He's never been out in costume before, he's never had a cape name before. He had a superpower, but that seems like a small part of it, now, when before he'd triggered it seemed like the main point.
3:39 PM The nerves are still with him, of course. He keeps thinking that some Tinker or other villain is going to come up and attack them for no reason. He remembers the hospital attack. Breaking glass, and then chaos. Out here in the open, he wouldn't get such a warning. He's sort-of officially part of the team, now, so he has backup, but the Protectorate and the out-of-town reinforcements aren't people he knows. He'd feel safer if he could be more
3:39 PM  confident they have his back.
3:41 PM Freddy surveys his minions' activities. He puts his hand on his pommel, like he did back at the base, and walks closer to some wreckage, hoping he can investigate a little himself, to help the effort more. He won't be able to pull anyone free from a collapsed building, but he can call his minions over if he notices anything or anyone.||
3:42 PM A<•Antioch|GM> ((Awareness, please.))
3:43 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> $roll 1d6+1 Wits
3:43 PM A<[ATM]> Nick|Joyeuse "Wits" [4] +1 = 5
3:59 PM ColdGold|GM → CG|Artful, Mega|BB → Megafire
4:08 PM A<•Antioch|GM> He's able to sweep the area, keeping cool, assessing the situation. He's able to pick up on a few crises that need addressing -- a home on the verge of collapsing, its frame too fire-damaged to support two stories, a looter making his way out of the rear door of another home, a discongruously stylish purse slung over his back, legging it away from the
4:08 PM Protectorate forces. ||
4:15 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> Neither Freddy nor his minions are likely to be able to catch the looter, and a house falling is more important than a purse, anyway. They can't hold up a house, either. But his minions could get in the house and make sure it's clear, and maybe Crimson Hand could use his power to keep it upright.
4:15 PM Freddy hesitates. Crimson Hand has more experience than him, and probably has his priorities in order. He can send in his minions himself. If they find anything, then he can ask Crimson Hand.
4:15 PM Freddy addresses the sneaky r- minion. "Go check out that house and tell me if you find anything important."
4:15 PM Freddy approaches the house too, but he keeps a bit of distance, in case it falls. ||
4:24 PM → Dolcaer joined  •  Turncoat → Turn|GM
4:54 PM A<•Antioch|GM> The minion fires off a salute, sprinting towards the wreckage of the home without any fear of its collapse. As Freddy approaches, his minion works its way back out of the house with a small, struggling yappy little dog held securely under one arm.
4:54 PM "I think I saw someone go in there from a side window," he reports, indicating the dog. "Looking for this, maybe." ||
4:54 PM ((Damn, I didn't realize my reply took that long, sorry. I was getting some groceries and am done now.))
4:55 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> ((no problem!))
4:56 PM smartasdan → smartasdan|AFK
4:57 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> ((How far is he from crimson hand?))
5:10 PM A<•Antioch|GM> ((CH is three houses down. Feral and the two muscle minions cleaned it up, so now he's safely submerging it so that it doesn't collapse.))
5:19 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> What the fuck was his minion thinking? It saw someone going into the house and didn't do anything about it? At least it thought to pick up the dog.
5:19 PM Freddy has to make a decision quickly. He has no guarantees that Crimson Hand can even keep a house up, and he's busy with another building anyway.
5:19 PM "Go try and find the person and bring them out. Tell them you saved the dog," Freddy says, before running over to where Crimson Hand is working on the other house. ||
5:22 PM A<•Antioch|GM> The minion runs back in the house (still holding the dog!) as he goes over to Crimson Hand. It's not too far.
5:22 PM "Need a hand?" the hero asks. He... probably didn't mean to make that pun. It doesn't sound like he did. ||
5:24 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> "Can you keep that house from collapsing? There's someone inside," Freddy says, a little out of breath. He's not in the greatest shape after his month of McDonald's dollar menu and then the week or so of takeout, plus his sleep schedule has had more than a few issues lately. ||
5:26 PM A<•Antioch|GM> "Not indefinitely, no," he replies, already sprinting over, "but I can delay it."
5:26 PM He's quick on his feet, even in his metal armor. A far cry from how athletic Freddy is, at the moment. The chain mail wasn't even made to be heavy. ||
5:27 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> Freddy hurries after him as best he can. Hopefully he won't be needed, but there's no reason to hang back. ||
5:32 PM A<•Antioch|GM> "I'm going to try and take down the unsteadier parts of the house before it dominos out and collapses the whole thing," Crimson Hand says. "One person in there? Do you have a rough idea of where?"
5:32 PM From inside the house, he can hear his minion shouting.
5:32 PM "HEY! YOU BIG DUMMY! GET OUTTA THERE! I HAVE YOUR DOG!" ||
5:35 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> Freddy, not for anything like the first time, wishes he got a different power. Flight would be great, but most powers probably beat stupid rat minions who mess up constantly.
5:35 PM "I have no idea." And apparently neither did his minion.
5:35 PM "You keep it up, I'm going to go in." There was some quote about doing things yourself, right? Well, Freddy's going to take it at its word. He carefully enters the half-burned house. ||
5:36 PM A<•Antioch|GM> ((Awareness, Ath))
5:37 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> $roll 1d6+1 Awareness
5:37 PM A<[ATM]> Nick|Joyeuse "Awareness" [1] +1 = 2
5:37 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> ((Acrobatics apply to the Ath?))
5:37 PM A<•Antioch|GM> ((Sure!))
5:38 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> $roll 2h6 Acrobatics
5:38 PM A<[ATM]> Nick|Joyeuse "Acrobatics" [6] (2)  = 6
5:43 PM A<•Antioch|GM> "Psst! Hey! You can come out now! I have your dog!"
5:43 PM It's somewhat difficult to figure out where the dogowner is, in the house, given the minion's still-loud whispered hissing, though he's able to navigate the collapsed roof and upended furniture with ease. From there, it's a methodical sweep of each room he can access. Front hallway, dining room, living room, no dice -- he meets back up with his minion in the
5:43 PM kitchen. ||
5:46 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> "Where did you see the person?" he asks. Maybe they're hiding for some reason, or they got knocked out and fell behind a piece of furniture, or something. Maybe there's a basement? "How sure are you that you saw one?"||
5:49 PM A<•Antioch|GM> "Pretty sure I saw them come through the master bedroom window," the minion says. "They were going through the window as I came in."
5:49 PM What remains of the ceiling creaks disconcertingly. It doesn't feel much like a home, and the smell of char and smoke lingers. ||
5:49 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> ((Freddy hasn't seen the master bedroom yet, has he?))
5:50 PM A<•Antioch|GM> ** the minion says, gesturing to the room in question.
5:50 PM ((Not yet, but there's some extra clarification.))
5:52 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> Freddy glances up at the ceiling, hoping he won't have to go up to the top floor, and that the creaking is normal. Even non-collapsing houses creak. He follows his minion's direction to the master bedroom. ||
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5:56 PM A<•Antioch|GM> ((Awareness))
5:56 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> $roll 1d6+1 Awareness
5:56 PM A<[ATM]> Nick|Joyeuse "Awareness" [6] +1 = 7
5:58 PM A<•Antioch|GM> The dog, still tucked under the minion's arm, yips furiously.
5:58 PM Despite that, he's able to hone in on the ash-scuffed footprints in the carpet, following them beneath a bed that's partially covered in a broken wood joist and chunks of drywall. There's a kid there, about his age, maybe a little younger, murmuring incoherently, a little too shell-shocked to get out from under the bed.
5:58 PM ... given the crash from earlier, the ceiling collapsing on the bed might have been the cause of that. He can see Crimson Hand's infections red transmutative effect creep across the walls, up onto the ceiling, hopefully going to some lengths to stabilize it. ||
6:00 PM Camtist → Camtist|Walker
6:01 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> ((Can he tell the kid's gender?))
6:02 PM A<•Antioch|GM> ((Ah, sure, that's fine on an Awareness result of 7. I hadn't though about it, though, so let me roll...))
6:02 PM $roll 1d2 guy|gal
6:02 PM A<[ATM]> Antioch|GM "guy|gal" [2]  = 2
6:02 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> Freddy lies down on his stomach in front of the bed.
6:02 PM "Hey," he says, softer than he otherwise might. "Are you hurt?"
6:02 PM He's not really expecting a response, but he hopes acting calm and talking softly will have at least some effect on this girl. ||
6:03 PM ((just tryin' to play the pronoun game))
6:03 PM ((well, not really pronouns, but you know))
6:04 PM A<•Antioch|GM> ((Social.))
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6:04 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> $roll 1d6-1 Social
6:04 PM A<[ATM]> Nick|Joyeuse "Social" [2] -1 = 1
6:04 PM A<•Antioch|GM> He can just make out a mumbled "m'okay" from beneath the bed. The dog keeps yipping like crazy. ||
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6:06 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> "You can come out, now. There's a superhero outside who's keeping the house up. It's safe. We have your dog."
6:06 PM After the words come out, Freddy realizes there's a superhero inside, too. Doesn't matter. ||
6:07 PM A<•Antioch|GM> The kid under the bed seems to pick up on the same thing. "Who... wh-who are you, then?" ||
6:09 PM <Nick|Joyeuse> "I'm Joyeuse," Freddy says, stumbling on the unfamiliar name. "I'm a Ward."
6:09 PM "Th-" he starts to explain who the minion is, but decides maybe it's better to leave that part until later. ||
6:10 PM ↔ Itamisan popped in
6:11 PM A<•Antioch|GM> ((Social, with a +2 bonus, net +1. Spend that Ward rep!))
6:11 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> $roll 1d6+1 Social
6:11 PM A<[ATM]> Nick|Joyeuse "Social" [2] +1 = 3
6:11 PM A<•Antioch|GM> "I h-haven't heard of you before," she says, hesitantly, but scoots out enough to reach an arm out towards him. ||
6:16 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> "I'm really new," he says. "They had to rush my costume because of all this stuff happening."
6:16 PM Freddy holds his arm out in front of him, too, but doesn't grab her hand. If she's anything like him, she doesn't like being grabbed unexpectedly. He waits for her to make the connection, instead.
6:16 PM As the conversation stretches on, though, Freddy gets more and more concerned about the stability of the house. He tries really hard not to glance around at Crimson Hand's supports, so as not to make the girl more scared than she already is, but it feels like there's a constant tension. They need to get out of here.
6:16 PM "C'mon, let's go," he says, trying not to let any of that stress show in his voice. ||
6:22 PM A<•Antioch|GM> She hesitates before gripping his hand, scooting out from under the house. She wriggles out from under the bed, glancing nervously and repeatedly at the ceiling. The clearly unnatural effect of Crimson Hand's powers doesn't do much to reassure her.
6:22 PM "Here's your dog," the minion says, indicating the dog. ||
6:25 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> He looks at the minion. "C'mon, we're leaving. Bring the dog."
6:25 PM Freddy leads her back out the way he came, albiet slower. He grips her hand maybe tighter than he would if there wasn't a house about to fall on them. ||
6:33 PM A<•Antioch|GM> She's not able to navigate the rubble as quickly as Freddy can, but he's able to help her over the more unnavigable of it. The two of them are able to make their way out of the bedroom window -- the quickest exit.
6:33 PM "You good?" Crimson Hand asks. Chains and strands of metal-looking cabling wind over the house, snaking through windows -- pulling the home's collapsing parts away from their inevitable demise. ||
6:33 PM ↔ Dolce popped in  ↔ Dolcaer nipped out
6:35 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> "There's no one else in there, right?" Freddy asks. "This is Crimson Hand." ||
6:36 PM ↔ Dolcaer nipped out
6:40 PM A<•Antioch|GM> "N-no," she says. Where are her parents, then? She goes to pick up the dog, hugging it closer. ||
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6:48 PM A<•Antioch|GM> ((Social))
6:49 PM Channel mode is +nrt
6:49 PM N<Nick|Joyeuse> $roll 1d6-1 Social
6:49 PM A<[ATM]> Nick|Joyeuse "Social" [1] -1 = 0