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  1. [2016-02-06 17:55:39] <Antioch|GM> You're standing in Silver Bullet's headquarters, Loup-Garou reclining in a leather-backed swivel chair, feet kicked up on a table.
  2. [2016-02-06 17:56:32] <Antioch|GM> Delphi and your underlings stand behind you, Delphi looking somewhat askance at the edge of the room, trying to stay out of things.
  3. [2016-02-06 17:57:47] <Antioch|GM> "So tell me," your boss drawls, now leaning forward, a sneer on his face, "why you're back here?"
  4. [2016-02-06 17:58:20] <Antioch|GM> "I'm noticing a very definite... absence of the motherfucker you were supposed to put down." ||
  5. [2016-02-06 18:01:04] * Teruzi|GM is now known as Teruzi
  6. [2016-02-06 18:02:38] <Non|Nachzehrer> "I was running out of cash, and ran out of leads. We did track him down and almost took him out for good, but his buddy, Killhand, popped up towards the end of the fight and we had to run." No point in mentioning the fact that the lack of real support meant that we were outnumbered. ||
  7. [2016-02-06 18:03:22] <Antioch|GM> "So you're here to ask me for more cash, more goons?"
  8. [2016-02-06 18:04:36] <Antioch|GM> "Fuck me," he groans, "you went up to Cleveland for a week of all-you-can-buy dope on my fucking dime?"
  9. [2016-02-06 18:05:28] <Antioch|GM> "It's that," he says, voice curling into a snarl, "or you bitched out from a fight. You sayin' you took Silver Bullet's name, went up to Cleveland, and lost against two fucking bit-rate goons called fucking KILLHAND and COLDHAND?"
  10. [2016-02-06 18:05:50] <Antioch|GM> Flecks of spittle begin to decorate the surface of the table in front of him. ||
  11. [2016-02-06 18:08:40] <Non|Nachzehrer> "I don't seem to recall you giving any money or support. I think your exact words were something like... 'show some initiative.'" ||
  12. [2016-02-06 18:09:38] <Antioch|GM> "Oh?"
  13. [2016-02-06 18:09:52] <Antioch|GM> ((Soc roll - Empathy))
  14. [2016-02-06 18:10:57] <Antioch|GM> He composes himself.
  15. [2016-02-06 18:12:03] <Antioch|GM> "You're saying that money, those men - " he gestures towards Hayes and the other enforcers standing behind you, " - are yours?" ||
  16. [2016-02-06 18:20:22] <Non|Nachzehrer> "I'm saying that if you'd given me proper support, rather than forcing me to make do with what I already had, then I'd have offed Coldhand and that Killhand bitch too." ||
  17. [2016-02-06 18:24:55] <Antioch|GM> He shakes his head, sighing sadly.
  18. [2016-02-06 18:25:00] → Stoic joined (Stoic@net-n3k0uk.nj.comcast.net)
  19. [2016-02-06 18:25:23] <Antioch|GM> "Two capes and six gunmen, veteran enforcers."
  20. [2016-02-06 18:26:07] <Antioch|GM> His voice shifts back to a roar, and he slams the table as he shouts, "AND YOU LOST TWO OF THEM!"
  21. [2016-02-06 18:27:01] <Antioch|GM> "And you think I'd let you take more of MY men?"
  22. [2016-02-06 18:27:06] <Antioch|GM> "MY money?"
  23. [2016-02-06 18:27:15] <Antioch|GM> "To waste, to throw away?" ||
  24. [2016-02-06 18:28:08] <Non|Nachzehrer> "No, I don't think you would do that. You didn't do it the first time, so why would I expect it the second?" ||
  25. [2016-02-06 18:29:04] <Antioch|GM> "So, tell me, how do you plan to fix this fuckup?" ||
  26. [2016-02-06 18:36:44] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Watch and wait. I beat the ever-loving shit out of Coldhand, and he was already in a cast when I started laying into him. For all I know, he could be dead of his wounds, though I doubt it. I've got no idea where to even begin looking for where he's recovering. The underground doctor he was using has picked up shop and moved, and I know he ain't at the only functioning hospital in Cleveland." ||
  27. [2016-02-06 18:43:56] <Antioch|GM> "..."
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  29. [2016-02-06 18:44:25] <Antioch|GM> Loup-Garou leans back, still looking irate.
  30. [2016-02-06 18:44:30] ⇐ Nepene quit (IceChat9@net-m0c4oi.redstation.co.uk): Ping timeout: 181 seconds
  31. [2016-02-06 18:46:13] <Antioch|GM> "I figured you'd be a little more gung-ho about offing the guy that put you through the worst fucking day of your life."
  32. [2016-02-06 18:47:44] <Antioch|GM> "... whatever."
  33. [2016-02-06 18:49:40] <Antioch|GM> "You've already made me look bad once. When Coldhand dies, make it messy."
  34. [2016-02-06 18:49:53] <Antioch|GM> "I hope I don't have to say anything else." ||
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  36. [2016-02-06 18:52:22] <Non|Nachzehrer> "I would've done that anyway, but sure. We done?" ||
  37. [2016-02-06 18:53:28] ⇐ Stoic quit (Stoic@net-n3k0uk.nj.comcast.net): Quit: http://www.kiwiirc.com/ - A hand crafted IRC client
  38. [2016-02-06 18:54:27] <Antioch|GM> "Me letting you take initiative, handle it yourself?"
  39. [2016-02-06 18:55:01] <Antioch|GM> "That was a favor. You get the first licks on the guy that fucked you over, you get to prove yourself to me."
  40. [2016-02-06 18:55:59] <Antioch|GM> "Well, the second part's out the window."
  41. [2016-02-06 18:57:09] <Antioch|GM> "Fuck up one more time, and you're dead weight."
  42. [2016-02-06 18:57:17] <Antioch|GM> "Now get out." ||
  43. [2016-02-06 18:59:46] <Non|Nachzehrer> 'Like I give a shit what you think of me,' Catherine thinks but does not say. She straightens up and walks out without another word. ||
  44. [2016-02-06 19:02:09] <Antioch|GM> ((Soc check - presentation or command))
  45. [2016-02-06 19:03:44] <Antioch|GM> As your men leave to follow you, one hesitates, staying behind.
  46. [2016-02-06 19:04:20] <Antioch|GM> "Looks like I'm not the only one losing faith," Loup-Garou comments.
  47. [2016-02-06 19:04:22] <Antioch|GM> ||
  48. [2016-02-06 19:04:53] <Non|Nachzehrer> ((Is Delphi leaving with?))
  49. [2016-02-06 19:05:03] <Antioch|GM> ((She is.))
  50. [2016-02-06 19:06:03] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Delphi," Catherine says, when she's out of Loup-Garou's earshot. "Can I talk with you privately?" ||
  51. [2016-02-06 19:07:16] <Antioch|GM> You break off from your remaining three men - Hayes, Douglas, and Raquel.
  52. [2016-02-06 19:07:58] <Antioch|GM> Delphi nods assent, walking with you.
  53. [2016-02-06 19:08:14] <Antioch|GM> "Sure, uh, what's up?" ||
  54. [2016-02-06 19:08:24] <Non|Nachzehrer> "How bad are the side effects of getting hit with your power?" ||
  55. [2016-02-06 19:09:31] <Antioch|GM> "It depends. Some people, it knocks them out for minutes. Like, ten, tops. Others, seconds."
  56. [2016-02-06 19:10:14] <Antioch|GM> "It only works on capes, but a punch is still a punch, yeah?" ||
  57. [2016-02-06 19:15:14] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Yeah. Yeah. I was thinking more..." Catherine trails off, trying to find the words. "With the way my power works, yours might be a boon. Charge me up from getting hit with it. Didn't want to experiment in the middle of a dicey situation, and it only occurred to me after that JJ fuck showed up at Dr. Tamaya's. Want to try it now?" ||
  58. [2016-02-06 19:17:19] <Antioch|GM> "Oh, uh, if you're sure."
  59. [2016-02-06 19:17:33] <Antioch|GM> She puts her dukes up.
  60. [2016-02-06 19:17:44] <Antioch|GM> "You ready?" ||
  61. [2016-02-06 19:17:57] <Non|Nachzehrer> Catherine squints. "Do you have to punch me?" ||
  62. [2016-02-06 19:19:12] <Antioch|GM> "Yeah. Which is kinda good, yanno? Wouldn't wanna knock you out if I was just shaking your hand or something." ||
  63. [2016-02-06 19:20:21] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Alright, I guess. Don't do it too hard." Catherine steels herself. ||
  64. [2016-02-06 19:21:32] <Antioch|GM> ((Guts roll x2))
  65. [2016-02-06 19:26:29] <Antioch|GM> Delphi's hands flicker out, a direct opposite to how you handle hand-to-hand combat, striking three, four places - throat, knee, solar plexus, and it whips forward for another strike. Your vision goes dark before you can register where it lands.
  66. [2016-02-06 19:28:10] <Antioch|GM> You feel cold, in pain, wrapped in chains of ice, the shackles lined with spikes digging into your flesh, but no loss of sensation you'd usually expect from the biting, numbing cold.
  67. [2016-02-06 19:29:22] <Antioch|GM> You grit your teeth, holding back a scream of pain, and your eyes flick open. You're on the floor, Delphi looking at you in concern.
  68. [2016-02-06 19:30:16] <Antioch|GM> Your body thrums with... something, pounding in your head and bones. ||
  69. [2016-02-06 19:31:58] <Antioch|GM> ((redact))
  70. [2016-02-06 19:33:38] <Antioch|GM> You feel the sensation of gaping wounds in your flesh, pierced through your gut, stomach, lungs, liver, your ability to breathe failing you, every wound opened by a biting, ice-cold stake. ||
  71. [2016-02-06 19:36:02] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Fucking Christ." Catherine shakes her head, clearing out the images. Just images. Memories, not visions. Obviously. "How long was I out for?" Catherine asks, getting up, flexing her fingers. ||
  72. [2016-02-06 19:38:15] <Antioch|GM> "Eight seconds," she says, extending a hand to help you up. "I was counting." ||
  73. [2016-02-06 19:40:21] <Non|Nachzehrer> "I think... I think that might've charged me up." She purses her lips. "Only problem is, nobody to test it out on. Any ideas?" ||
  74. [2016-02-06 19:41:11] <Antioch|GM> "Try it on me?" she offers. "Fair's fair." ||
  75. [2016-02-06 19:46:16] <Non|Nachzehrer> "I hit harder than you, no offense." Catherine hesitates. "Hit me again. Would answer whether I've been charged up, I think." ||
  76. [2016-02-06 19:47:02] <Antioch|GM> "Alright," she says, squaring her stance.
  77. [2016-02-06 19:47:29] <Antioch|GM> ((Guts x1, your choice to spend charge or no))
  78. [2016-02-06 19:47:48] <Non|Nachzehrer> ((And no on spending a charge.))
  79. [2016-02-06 19:49:15] <Antioch|GM> You brace yourself for Delphi's flurry of blows, and you're able to see the methodology behind her attacks.
  80. [2016-02-06 19:49:36] <Antioch|GM> Pain, targeting ligaments, nerve clusters, all an unconscious, fluid action.
  81. [2016-02-06 19:51:29] <Antioch|GM> The visions of pain, ice, and helplessness return, though you're slightly more numb to it.
  82. [2016-02-06 19:52:00] <Antioch|GM> You snap out of the vision again, this time held upright by Delphi.
  83. [2016-02-06 19:52:11] <Antioch|GM> "Anything?" she asks. ||
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  85. [2016-02-06 19:56:13] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Yeah. I got a charge off it. Probably two, now." Catherine takes a step back, running her fingers across her lips. "Hrm. Are those seriously supposed to be prophetic visions? It's... pretty obvious they aren't, I think." ||
  86. [2016-02-06 19:57:57] <Antioch|GM> "Look, it's a cool name, isn't it?"
  87. [2016-02-06 19:58:26] <Antioch|GM> "And it's cool to imply the gang has a precog of some kind." ||
  88. [2016-02-06 20:00:42] <Non|Nachzehrer> "I... guess." Catherine squints. "Okay, you want to try being on the receiving end? Test what effects it has? I'll be gentle." ||
  89. [2016-02-06 20:02:49] <Antioch|GM> "Yeah, alright. Let's do this, then...?" ||
  90. [2016-02-06 20:03:59] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Yeah. Brace yourself." Nachzehrer lets her power hum through her body, and lashes out at Delphi, trying to pull her punch as best she can. ||
  91. [2016-02-06 20:04:40] <Antioch|GM> ((Spending one charge or two?))
  92. [2016-02-06 20:05:00] <Non|Nachzehrer> ((Hmm. One, I think.))
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  97. [2016-02-06 20:14:15] <Antioch|GM> You strike Delphi, using the lower limit of your strength, hitting her square in the gut, expending some of the accumulated energy you've collected.
  98. [2016-02-06 20:16:24] <Antioch|GM> She makes a 'whuff' noise as you hit her, and staggers back, bracing herself against the wall.
  99. [2016-02-06 20:16:37] <Antioch|GM> "No, no... That's not... I..."
  100. [2016-02-06 20:17:08] <Antioch|GM> She stumbles back, slipping down the wall, curling into the fetal position, whimpering. ||
  101. [2016-02-06 20:19:59] <Non|Nachzehrer> Catherine hesitates in awkwardness for just a moment before squatting next to Delphi. "Uh. Hey. Delphi. It's not real, yo." Oh, right, shit. She said sometimes it lasts ten fucking minutes. "You okay? You- you still hallucinating?" She winces. ||
  102. [2016-02-06 20:22:45] <Antioch|GM> As if in response, she screams out - "It wasn't me, you're- you're lying!"
  103. [2016-02-06 20:23:02] <Antioch|GM> She curls in further on herself, making choking, strangled sounds. ||
  104. [2016-02-06 20:24:50] <Non|Nachzehrer> Yikes. Um. Catherine really doesn't know how to be warm and fuzzy, or anything. She's glad she didn't hit Delphi with the full charge at least. "H-hey. It's okay." She reaches out and pats Delphi gingerly, testing to see if it'll reassure her or just make her more agitated. ||
  105. [2016-02-06 20:25:49] <Antioch|GM> She flinches away at your touch, reactively, making incoherent sobbing noises. ||
  106. [2016-02-06 20:28:13] <Non|Nachzehrer> Man. She hopes nobody hears Delphi spazzing the fuck out. She bites her lip, glancing from side to side. Should she, like, cover her mouth, maybe? Delphi could bite her, though. Guess she'll just, uh, watch. ||
  107. [2016-02-06 20:29:51] <Antioch|GM> You stand there uncomfortably, watching Delphi slowly cry a small puddle on the floor.
  108. [2016-02-06 20:30:22] <Antioch|GM> After a few minutes, she picks herself up, sitting against the wall, wiping her face on her sleeve, leaving a streak of tears and snot on the fabric.
  109. [2016-02-06 20:30:31] <Antioch|GM> "Fuck," she says, morosely. "Let's not do that again." ||
  110. [2016-02-06 20:32:38] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Yeah, fair enough. Really glad I didn't hit you with my full charge, now." ||
  111. [2016-02-06 20:34:04] <Antioch|GM> "You, uh, could have done worse?" Her voice is still slightly unsteady.
  112. [2016-02-06 20:34:15] <Antioch|GM> "Yeah, let's not do that again." ||
  113. [2016-02-06 20:40:23] <Non|Nachzehrer> "On the upside, at least we know your power definitely can charge up mine, and there's no apparent bad interactions, besides the obvious. That's good." She offers Delphi a reassuring smile. "Want to go get something to drink, calm your nerves?" ||
  114. [2016-02-06 20:41:53] <Antioch|GM> "Please," she says, bracing herself on the wall as she stands up. ||
  115. [2016-02-06 20:45:06] <Non|Nachzehrer> "You can, uh, lean on me, if you want. I'm stronger than I look, don't forget." Catherine searches her mind for local bars to head to. ||
  116. [2016-02-06 20:51:08] <Antioch|GM> Delphi clings to you, a little too tightly, but the two of you take a moment to head to one of the bars in Columbus.
  117. [2016-02-06 20:51:28] <Antioch|GM> ((Options - food / nice drinks pub, seedy dive bar, villain bar))
  118. [2016-02-06 20:52:07] <Non|Nachzehrer> ((Food / nice drinks pub))
  119. [2016-02-06 20:56:02] <Antioch|GM> The two of you head to The 13th Floor, and Delphi orders a lot of drinks, seeming to favor White Russians and similar, as well as a large tray of messy fries.
  120. [2016-02-06 20:56:14] <Antioch|GM> She seems a little better now, though still noticeably reticent. ||
  121. [2016-02-06 21:01:11] <Non|Nachzehrer> Given that it's her trigger, well, probably better not to push. Catherine just tries to make polite conversation with her, focusing on mundane subjects, avoiding anything too personal for fear of it unexpectedly touching on Delphi's trigger. ||
  122. [2016-02-06 21:01:27] <Antioch|GM> ((Soc check - Empathy))
  123. [2016-02-06 21:05:01] <Antioch|GM> Delphi warms up more and more, and she eventually sinks into a relieved smile when you don't press her. Eventually, she turns the conversation towards you.
  124. [2016-02-06 21:05:26] <Antioch|GM> "So, you ready to get back to business, sniff Coldhand out?" ||
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  126. [2016-02-06 21:21:38] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Like I said to the boss, hard to even know where to start. Kind of exhausted my leads, and you saw how much info the average DMH thug has on his boss's location. I mean, we could go back, beat up a few shitheads, but we'd probably get nowhere fast, as much fun as it would be." Catherine picks at her food. "Plus, unless Coldhand is even fucking stupider than I think he is, he's going to be laying really low." ||
  127. [2016-02-06 21:23:31] <Antioch|GM> As you talk to her, Delphi flips through her cell phone, pausing as something catches her eye.
  128. [2016-02-06 21:24:10] <Antioch|GM> "Right, yeah, I found this in the crapload of Behemoth threads today."
  129. [2016-02-06 21:24:31] <Antioch|GM> "Not the best, but a lead at least."
  130. [2016-02-06 21:24:54] <Antioch|GM> She hands you her phone, indicating a thread titled 'SPOT THE GRAFFITI - CLEVELAND EDITION'.
  131. [2016-02-06 21:26:06] <Antioch|GM> One of the posts, down near the bottom, displays the Dead Man's Hand graffiti, 'KILL' printed on the knuckles.
  132. [2016-02-06 21:26:26] <Antioch|GM> 'LET'S TALK. 12/04.'
  133. [2016-02-06 21:26:35] <Antioch|GM> "Think this is for you?" Delphi asks.
  134. [2016-02-06 21:26:46] <Antioch|GM> "More importantly," she continues, "think this is a trap?" ||
  135. [2016-02-06 21:27:23] <Non|Nachzehrer> ((What's the date?))
  136. [2016-02-06 21:27:41] <Antioch|GM> ((12/03, it's early afternoon.))
  137. [2016-02-06 21:27:46] <Antioch|GM> ** EDIT:
  138. [2016-02-06 21:27:52] <Antioch|GM> 'LET'S TALK. 12/04. 9PM.' ||
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  140. [2016-02-06 21:37:18] <Non|Nachzehrer> "No location." Catherine rubs her lower lip. "Zoup, maybe?" She visibly squints. "Trap is a definite possibility. Hrm..." She hesitates, trying to think of how the trap would be sprung. "If it's to talk, we can drive by, stay out and away from the building, not leave the car. Less risk..." Is it worth it, though? What could Killhand conceivably be willing to offer? Coldhand's head on a platter isn't likely.
  141. [2016-02-06 21:37:18] <Non|Nachzehrer> Well, worst comes to worst, she can just try to run Killhand over and drive off. "Might be worth the risk." ||
  142. [2016-02-06 21:38:09] <Antioch|GM> "No need to send a message back, right? We can just show up."
  143. [2016-02-06 21:38:49] <Antioch|GM> "It does sound pretty fishy, though..." ||
  144. [2016-02-06 21:46:09] <Non|Nachzehrer> "I'd say it's too obvious to be a trap, but Killhand voluntarily associates with Coldhand, so I can't speak to her intelligence. She could just be that stupid. On the other hand, it's the only possible source of intel we've got, at the moment, so..." She taps a finger on the table. "It's this or wait weeks and let Coldhand convalesce enough to pop his empty fucking skull up. Yeah." Catherine nods, finally. "Yeah, let's do it." ||
  145. [2016-02-06 21:47:02] <Antioch|GM> "Well, we've got a day and a bit to get ready," she says, looking more animated at the prospect of being able to do something.
  146. [2016-02-06 21:47:06] <Antioch|GM> "Got anything in mind?" ||
  147. [2016-02-06 21:51:55] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Obviously, before we show up, you do a couple rounds of your thing on me. Then..." If they're staying in the car, what are the worst case scenarios? "Spare tires, definitely. A full set, and the equipment to swap them out quick. In case she lays any traps in the road. Beyond that... fuck, I dunno. Grenades? I doubt we could get our hands on any real heavy ordinance."
  148. [2016-02-06 21:51:57] <Non|Nachzehrer> ||
  149. [2016-02-06 21:57:19] <Antioch|GM> "Not on this short notice, I dunno. We could gank Blackjack or Borgata's arms supply, but I dunno if we could pin one down in time, let alone if it's worth the risk." ||
  150. [2016-02-06 21:58:17] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Yeah. Definitely not worth the risk. If things go bad, we drive off, fast." ||
  151. [2016-02-06 22:01:00] <Antioch|GM> "Well, let's go grab some tires. Anything else?" ||
  152. [2016-02-06 22:03:22] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Nothing comes to mind," Catherine says with a resigned sigh. ||
  153.  
  154. [2016-02-10 17:37:01] <Antioch|GM> Much of the day is spent acquiring tires and the means to rapidly change them. Funds are a little low, so you and your underlings get your hands on the tires the old-fashioned way.
  155. [2016-02-10 17:37:28] <Antioch|GM> A cleaning van is left on cinderblocks, and your car pulls onto the highway, Cleveland-bound.
  156. [2016-02-10 17:37:58] <Antioch|GM> Next to you, Delphi asks, "So, when do you want me to hit you? You held onto one of the charges last time we tried this, right?"
  157. [2016-02-10 17:38:16] <Antioch|GM> "I'm guessing it wears off, otherwise that'd be pretty nuts." ||
  158. [2016-02-10 17:38:51] <Non|Nachzehrer> ((How long did it take to wear off? Don't think you said, last session.))
  159. [2016-02-10 17:39:59] <Non|Nachzehrer> ((Ah, nvm, found it on my sheet.))
  160. [2016-02-10 17:42:03] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Yeah. It takes a few minutes to wear off, so do it when we're a few blocks away." Catherine's tense, worried this is a trap and that she's made a terrible mistake. ||
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  162. [2016-02-10 17:50:39] <Antioch|GM> ((Sorry, taking a phone call))
  163. [2016-02-10 18:03:34] <Antioch|GM> ((Back, apologies again))
  164. [2016-02-10 18:04:51] <Antioch|GM> Your men are similarly tense, one of them performing maintenance on his firearm with an expression that borders on unease.
  165. [2016-02-10 18:06:06] <Antioch|GM> The general consensus in the van is that this meeting is likely to be a trap, and they're preparing as best they can for it.
  166. [2016-02-10 18:06:57] <Antioch|GM> With that in mind, you're arriving in South Euclid before sundown, to get a better idea of the surrounding locations, hopefully scouting the nearby area to avoid nasty surprises like the two gunmen in the laundromat across the street that showed up last time. ||
  167. [2016-02-10 18:15:16] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Remember, if things go south, if this is a trap, we just flee. Nobody do anything stupid or brave. Just shoot at them while Hayes drives us out. Let me do the talking, and don't get out of the car unless it stops working. Everybody clear?" ||
  168. [2016-02-10 18:22:36] <Antioch|GM> Your men all nod in assent. Pulling into the southern end of Cleveland, you see a noticeable swath of property destruction in and near Borgata territory. ||
  169. [2016-02-10 18:27:53] <Non|Nachzehrer> Hmm. Maybe the Borgata weren't as strong as they had pretended to be. That was worth taking into consideration, moving forward. Still - it wasn't relevant, at the moment. She had somewhere to be. ||
  170. [2016-02-10 18:30:55] <Antioch|GM> South Euclid, 4 PM. Zoup! is still a mess, door and windows busted.
  171. [2016-02-10 18:31:10] <Antioch|GM> The laundromat is open. No suspicious people therein.
  172. [2016-02-10 18:32:11] <Antioch|GM> Across the street, a fried chicken place, a small bank branch office - closed.
  173. [2016-02-10 18:33:00] <Antioch|GM> There are some homeless men in an alley near Zoup, as well, sitting around a burning barrel.
  174. [2016-02-10 18:33:39] <Antioch|GM> That's just the result of your drive-by. It's possible to give the area a better sweep, on foot. ||
  175. [2016-02-10 18:34:03] <Antioch|GM> -||
  176. [2016-02-10 18:34:36] <Antioch|GM> Though, it's best to make your business quick, lest your van or men be spotted. ||
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  178. [2016-02-10 18:50:45] <Non|Nachzehrer> Not worth the risk. Same car as last time, meant they'd be recognizable. "Right. Doesn't look like a trap's set up, unless they're in the bank or the chicken place. Best to keep a low profile up until the meeting. The more aware we look, the less time it'll take them to spring the trap. Remember, last time she waited a long time to come crawling up out of her hidey-hole. She likes to wait before springing her crap." ||
  179. [2016-02-10 18:58:05] <Antioch|GM> "Gotcha," Hayes replies. "Let's chill somewhere a little farther then, yeah? Maybe grab something to eat?"
  180. [2016-02-10 18:58:23] <Antioch|GM> It's still about four hours before the meeting time. ||
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  182. [2016-02-10 18:58:52] * sAFfK is now known as Saff
  183. [2016-02-10 18:59:10] * Saff is now known as Saff|Kill
  184. [2016-02-10 18:59:35] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Yeah. There a Taco Bell around here? I'll buy." ||
  185. [2016-02-10 18:59:57] <Antioch|GM> Delphi doesn't even need to look it up. "Closest one's on the other side of the river."
  186. [2016-02-10 19:00:10] <Antioch|GM> "Might as well, though, if we're gonna be keeping our distance." ||
  187. [2016-02-10 19:00:49] * soulpelt|class is now known as soulpelt|
  188. [2016-02-10 19:01:19] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Yeah. Give Hayes the directions?" ||
  189. [2016-02-10 19:02:15] <Antioch|GM> She rattles off the general directions, putting the van on the other side of town after a brief ride.
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  191. [2016-02-10 19:03:36] <Antioch|GM> You're able to see the destruction in Borgata turf a little better, weird 'blisters' of concrete or asphalt in the road, sidewalk, and walls, some businesses showing evident signs of fire damage. ||
  192. [2016-02-10 19:10:27] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Is the Taco Bell in this... uh..." Catherine struggles to describe it. "It's not in the middle of where the city decided to pop a few zits, right?" ||
  193. [2016-02-10 19:12:27] <Antioch|GM> "I'm, uh, not sure," Delphi says. "Not sure where the damage is, but I don't think so. Let's try and circle around."
  194. [2016-02-10 19:12:59] <Antioch|GM> "Think there was something about this shit on the internet, some shitheads trying to attack the Borgata because their big boss died to Behemoth or something."
  195. [2016-02-10 19:13:17] <Antioch|GM> She gives Hayes the altered directions, and the car begins to circumnavigate the damaged streets. ||
  196. [2016-02-10 19:22:36] <Non|Nachzehrer> "How you guys feeling about this?" The question's directed at her boys. "I mean, I know it's probably a trap, but-" she bites her lip. Obviously they don't particularly want to wade into an obvious trap for no clear gain. On that level, it was admirably loyalty they showed by coming along anyway, and she ought to reciprocate.
  197. [2016-02-10 19:22:36] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Look. This is on the down low, and I didn't want to get your hopes up in case the deal falls through, but there's a guy willing to pay fifty k for Coldhand's dead body. I figure, five of us, split it five ways, we go home ten thousand richer." ||
  198. [2016-02-10 19:23:24] <Antioch|GM> ((Soc roll - command applicable))
  199. [2016-02-10 19:25:42] <Antioch|GM> The mention of substantial financial gain is enough to make your men perk up.
  200. [2016-02-10 19:26:10] <Antioch|GM> "Let's put that motherfucker in a body bag," Hayes says, grinning.
  201. [2016-02-10 19:26:41] <Antioch|GM> The van arrives at the Taco Bell, miraculously undamaged. Everyone piles out. ||
  202. [2016-02-10 19:32:22] <Non|Nachzehrer> Catherine checks her wallet to make sure she has the money to pay for five people's food. ||
  203. [2016-02-10 19:34:00] <Antioch|GM> Just enough. Your wallet's empty enough that the recuperative bar trip with Delphi put a noticeable dent in your funds, and this is probably going to put you close to running dry.
  204. [2016-02-10 19:34:20] <Antioch|GM> Hopefully there's the bounty cash waiting at the end of this ordeal. ||
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  207. [2016-02-10 19:37:20] * Nonagon is now known as Non|Nachzehrer
  208. [2016-02-10 19:38:44] * Thaliaway is now known as Thalia
  209. [2016-02-10 19:45:45] <Antioch|GM> -||
  210. [2016-02-10 19:47:15] <Antioch|GM> The meal passes with one minor interruption - Delphi's able to find the footage, provided and recorded from a live stream of a local cape going by 'Player One', of the capes wrecking Borgata territory and getting a brutal, messy reprisal.
  211. [2016-02-10 19:48:24] <Antioch|GM> There's some discussion amongst your underlings, most of which entails a healthy fear of the Borgata, but 8:30 rolls around, and you head out to South Euclid for the meeting.
  212. [2016-02-10 19:49:22] <Antioch|GM> On the drive over, Delphi strikes you multiple times.
  213. [2016-02-10 19:49:41] <Antioch|GM> ((Guts check))
  214. [2016-02-10 19:52:05] <Antioch|GM> Three rounds of consecutive body blows, and you're starting to feel some joint pain, an inability to open and close your hand as well as you could, and a numbness running along the left side of your body, fading into a tingle. The emotional whiplash diminishes after each consecutive blow, but you're still left feeling shaken, the phantom pain of freezing
  215. [2016-02-10 19:52:05] <Antioch|GM> impalement not yet fading.
  216. [2016-02-10 19:52:17] <Antioch|GM> ((Three charges of Delphi's mindfuckery))
  217. [2016-02-10 19:52:53] <Antioch|GM> The car pulls up near Zoup!
  218. [2016-02-10 19:53:28] <Antioch|GM> The building is unlit, save for one of the unshattered lights near the front entrance.
  219. [2016-02-10 19:53:49] <Antioch|GM> Nearby, the fire from the burning trash barrel is also visible.
  220. [2016-02-10 19:53:56] <Antioch|GM> ((Awareness check))
  221. [2016-02-10 19:54:20] <Antioch|GM> Delphi points at the inside of the building.
  222. [2016-02-10 19:54:39] <Antioch|GM> "Uh, I think something's moving inside the shadows." ||
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  224. [2016-02-10 19:55:00] <Antioch|GM> ((Some penalties still afflict you due to Delphi's attack/mental effect, I'll be applying them as they're needed.))
  225. [2016-02-10 19:58:07] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Right. Okay. Pull in front of the building, don't turn off the lights or park," she tells Hayes. She looks out at the building, nervously biting her lower lip. ||
  226. [2016-02-10 19:59:17] <Antioch|GM> The car is parked outside of the restaurant awkwardly. Rather than being pulled up to the curb, Hayes faces the car directly into the restaurant, turning on the high beams. Your other two men look out of the windows, sweeping their weapons left and right.
  227. [2016-02-10 20:01:50] <Antioch|GM> Though the darkness is dispelled by the bright lights, Killhand is visible, seated at a non-ruined table, smoke sloughing off her body and dissipating into the air. One of her men stands behind her and slightly to the left, wearing a black bandanna over his mouth. He holds a firearm that looks to be a shotgun, but leaves it at his side. ||
  228. [2016-02-10 20:02:45] <Non|Nachzehrer> Catherine rolls down her window, shouting out at Killhand. "Alright! Here I am! You wanted to talk, let's talk!" ||
  229. [2016-02-10 20:03:31] <Antioch|GM> Killhand hears the shout through the shattered window loud and clear. ||
  230. [2016-02-10 20:03:35] <Antioch|GM> >> Saff|Kill
  231. [2016-02-10 20:06:35] <Saff|Kill> Wow, she won't even come in and discuss? I don't want to get fucked if they have an ambush set up outside. "KeAndre. Follow me." I look and give a small nod to my man. "Meet me halfway, Nach... Nach... Short bitch! I don't mean any harm. I want to make... a truce."||
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  233. [2016-02-10 20:12:56] <Non|Nachzehrer> "It's Nachzehrer, you dumb cunt," Nachzehrer yells, angrily. "NACH-ZEHR-ER. I'd spell it out for you, but I doubt you know how to read." ||
  234. [2016-02-10 20:15:29] <Saff|Kill> "To be fair, the only time I heard your name was through a floor. Be glad I got the first part at all." I'm still standing in the shadows, my shadow armor pulled over my head. "But that's... not the point. Look, we both want Coldhand gone. He's a nuisance. I know you're more invested in this than I am, so I can't in good faith deny you the pleasure
  235. [2016-02-10 20:15:29] <Saff|Kill> of ripping his throat out." Now, I step a little bit closer, letting the tip of my armor ripple out of the darkness. "I can take you to him."||
  236. [2016-02-10 20:16:09] <Antioch|GM> ...
  237. [2016-02-10 20:16:50] <Antioch|GM> The armor ripples over her body, shadows solidifying, then dispersing into a dark mist of sorts, dissipated by the brights of the van. ||
  238. [2016-02-10 20:19:40] <Non|Nachzehrer> The thought of killing Coldhand does calm Nachzehrer quite a bit, making her feel oddly forgiving. Still, there's no reason to be stupid. "No offense, but last time I came to this shithole to talk, you fucks shot me and killed two of my boys. How do I know this isn't a trap?" ||
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  240. [2016-02-10 20:22:19] <Saff|Kill> "I mean, you don't. I know this seems shady. But..." I sigh heavily, rolling my eyes. "I'm serious. I want him dead. I want him gone. I can get more done without him. He's dead weight, and he just saps all of our money by nearly getting himself killed all the time." I tap my chin, as if deep in thought, and then sigh again. "We don't have to like e
  241. [2016-02-10 20:22:19] <Saff|Kill> ach other. We don't even need to respect each other. But I want to call a temporary truce so that we can get Coldhand smeared into an icy paste on the pavement."||
  242. [2016-02-10 20:25:05] <Non|Nachzehrer> "That does sound like the fuck that almost killed me," Nachzehrer admits. "So, assuming I take you up on this offer, how do you think this is going to go? We follow you in your car? Is he in there?" ||
  243. [2016-02-10 20:28:16] <Saff|Kill> "He's not in there. He's in a safehouse. Last I checked he was comatose. Liver and kidney damage, broken ribs, fractured skull? He's not doing well." Kill steps forward again, though the light makes her mouth taste metallic and dry. "I can give you the address. Can you turn off your lights? They're... gross." I brush my hair off of my forehead and
  244. [2016-02-10 20:28:16] <Saff|Kill> look over to KeAndre. "Tell the guys at the warehouse to stand down. We're going in."||
  245. [2016-02-10 20:28:34] <Antioch|GM> ...
  246. [2016-02-10 20:28:57] <Antioch|GM> KeAndre pulls out his cell phone, punching in a number. "On it," he says, leaning his shotgun on the table. ||
  247. [2016-02-10 20:32:58] <Non|Nachzehrer> "That sounds like a very easy way to get us caught in a trap. I want a guarantee it isn't one." She clears her throat. "I want one of your guys as a hostage. He comes in the car with us, unarmed. If Coldhand's there and we get him without any trouble, your boy walks away, unharmed, untouched. If it's a trap, he dies. Deal?" ||
  248. [2016-02-10 20:33:33] <Saff|Kill> "Uh... Sure?" I shrug. "You can take Dave I guess." ||
  249. [2016-02-10 20:36:48] <Non|Nachzehrer> That was surprisingly easy. "Alright, then. Give me the address and Dave, I'll go take Coldhand off your hands, and God willing we never have to see one another again." ||
  250. [2016-02-10 20:38:58] <Saff|Kill> "Ke, go get Dave. Don't tell him why. Actually. Tell him we got his band a gig. That'll make him happy before his soul is crushed." I shrug a bit then turn back to Nachzehrer. "It's a storage warehouse on the outskirts of Blackjack territory. He'll be on like a table or a couch or something. I want definitive proof that he's dead. Pictures. A hand.
  251. [2016-02-10 20:38:58] <Saff|Kill> Something. Make my night."||
  252. [2016-02-10 20:39:14] <Antioch|GM> ...
  253. [2016-02-10 20:39:28] <Snowbird> (A daed, cold, hand)
  254. [2016-02-10 20:39:28] <Antioch|GM> KeAndre goes downstairs, presumably to fetch Dave.
  255. [2016-02-10 20:40:16] <Antioch|GM> He looks interested, at first, then sees Nachzehrer. His face falls, and he looks nervous, concerned.
  256. [2016-02-10 20:40:48] <Antioch|GM> KeAndre holds out his hand to the unfortunate henchman, yelling "PSYCHE!"
  257. [2016-02-10 20:41:16] <Antioch|GM> Dave does not return the proffered high-five.
  258. [2016-02-10 20:42:11] <Antioch|GM> KeAndre explains the particulars of the hostage situation, though Dave doesn't seem to take too kindly to being used as human collateral.
  259. [2016-02-10 20:42:13] <Antioch|GM> "Uh..." he says, looking between Nachzehrer and Killhand nervously, "are you sure about this?" ||
  260. [2016-02-10 20:44:57] <Non|Nachzehrer> "If your boss was being honest when she said she'd give me Coldhand, you've got nothing to worry about, Dave. I'm an honorable woman." ||
  261. [2016-02-10 20:45:15] <Antioch|GM> He looks to Killhand for reassurance. ||
  262. [2016-02-10 20:46:09] <Snowbird> (Bye Dave)
  263. [2016-02-10 20:47:29] <Saff|Kill> "Dave. We don't cry. There's no crying in baseball, and there's no crying in Dead Man's Hand." I shake my head and frown. "You'll be fine. If you live, look. I'll buy you Taco Bell. You like Taco Bell, right? It's Dean that can't eat dairy, right?" It doesn't matter now. "Okay, Nachzehrer. Let's get this show on the road. Do you need backup, or do
  264. [2016-02-10 20:47:29] <Saff|Kill> you have faith in your ability to kill a man in a coma?"||
  265. [2016-02-10 20:48:28] <Non|Nachzehrer> "I've got all the backup I need," Nach says, gesturing to her guys. "And frankly I'd prefer you stay behind." ||
  266. [2016-02-10 20:49:18] <Antioch|GM> Dave reluctantly walks over to the Silver Bullet goons. They pat him down, making sure he's unarmed. Apparently satisfied, two of them escort him into the van. ||
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  268. [2016-02-10 20:54:43] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Peace!" Nach says, flashing the V symbol out her window before rolling it up. "Let's go, Hayes. Way KeAndre and Killhand talked about it, they'd have to know if it was a trap, and they were super fuckin' cavalier about sending Dave here off to his death if it is one." ||
  269. [2016-02-10 20:56:28] <Antioch|GM> "Or they might just not like me," Dave mutters from the backseat. "I heard her call my band shit the other day."
  270. [2016-02-10 20:56:39] <Antioch|GM> The van drives onward, warehouse-bound. ||
  271. [2016-02-10 20:59:38] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Look at it this way, Dave. If she did betray you, then your death will serve to make all her other employees go along with her orders a lot more care and uncertainty, which will probably wind up getting her killed. And if she didn't betray you, hey - you know she's in your corner for real." ||
  272. [2016-02-10 21:03:16] <Antioch|GM> This does not seem to reassure the man.
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  274. [2016-02-10 21:05:24] <Antioch|GM> You find yourself outside the warehouse, where several cars are parked.
  275. [2016-02-10 21:07:44] <Antioch|GM> Your men eye it warily. This is Blackjack turf, and even if the boss is gone, the main gang still has underlings to spare. You don't know what deal the Hands have with the Jacks, but it's best to be cautious.
  276. [2016-02-10 21:08:19] <Antioch|GM> One of the doors is open, light on inside. A man stands by it, smoking a cigarette. ||
  277. [2016-02-10 21:10:11] <Non|Nachzehrer> Nachzehrer takes a deep breath, sighing. "Okay, guys. You stay out here, with Dave. If things go south-" she hesitates, "just go. Don't wait for me. And dome this motherfucker," she says, gesturing towards Dave. She then steps out of the car, headed inside. ||
  278. [2016-02-10 21:10:55] <Snowbird> ((Is it my turn? Do I get to make Breathing Noises?))
  279. [2016-02-10 21:19:08] <Antioch|GM> You step towards the door of the warehouse. The guy at the doorway throws his cig on the ground, stubbing it out with his heel.
  280. [2016-02-10 21:19:27] <Antioch|GM> "You're Nach, right? Coldhand's in there." He gestures inwards.
  281. [2016-02-10 21:20:03] <Antioch|GM> Inside the warehouse, scrap is stacked high, a folding table is out with some DMH thugs sitting around it, shooting the shit.
  282. [2016-02-10 21:21:10] <Antioch|GM> There are weapons visible - pistols on the table, but nothing held in hands. The four seated about the table stand up - one points at another table, a medical table with a heat lamp above it, Coldhand's iced-over body on its surface.
  283. [2016-02-10 21:21:29] <Antioch|GM> The water that has melted off of his body has rehardened into icicles, and frost coats the floor near the table.
  284. [2016-02-10 21:21:32] <Antioch|GM> He appears unconscious.
  285. [2016-02-10 21:21:55] <Antioch|GM> ((Snowbird - Guts, withstand check, threshold 4, bearing in mind the -1 of the Internal Injuries debuff))
  286. [2016-02-10 21:22:33] <Snowbird> ((I believe the -1 makes it a straight d6))
  287. [2016-02-10 21:22:42] <Antioch|GM> ((Correctarino))
  288. [2016-02-10 21:22:52] <Saff|Kill> ((why can't it be a gay d6))
  289. [2016-02-10 21:23:14] <Snowbird> (it's a bi d6, gosh, get it right :P))
  290. [2016-02-10 21:23:22] <Snowbird> $roll 1d6
  291. [2016-02-10 21:23:22] <[ATM]> Snowbird [3]
  292. [2016-02-10 21:23:23] <Antioch|GM> ((Just roll the damn die already.))
  293. [2016-02-10 21:23:33] <Snowbird> ((sigh))
  294. [2016-02-10 21:23:58] <Antioch|GM> The men give you a wide berth as you advance on the prone Coldhand. The air gets noticeably colder, as you approach. ||
  295. [2016-02-10 21:25:44] <Non|Nachzehrer> Nach looks at Coldhand's body, tension running through her. The heat lamp suggests that, even convalescing, his stupid fucking power is trying to protect him. Nothing to it but to do it. "You guys know what I'm here for?" She asks. She really doesn't want them to be surprised when she starts strangling the fuck. ||
  296. [2016-02-10 21:26:17] <Antioch|GM> The guys nod. One of them actually proffers a gun. ||
  297. [2016-02-10 21:28:41] <Non|Nachzehrer> TGK wants the body, and given what she knows about this kind of stuff, she figures a headshot wouldn't be quite to his tastes. Powers are in the brain, or something like that. "Thanks," she says, taking the offered gun to press it against Coldhand's chest. ||
  298. [2016-02-10 21:30:20] <Antioch|GM> The gun you're offered is high-caliber, hefty in your grip. It's impressive that they're packing this level of heat, and you think back to Killhand shooting a hole in your ear.
  299. [2016-02-10 21:31:42] <Antioch|GM> Looking at Coldhand, it appears as if the accumulated armor is around half a foot thick, give or take. It makes him look kind of fat, or trapped in an indistinctly humanoid, transparent coffin. ||
  300. [2016-02-10 21:33:02] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Fucking Christ," Nach mutters, smashing an elbow down on the armor before moving to shoot him in the chest repeatedly. ||
  301. [2016-02-10 21:33:16] <Antioch|GM> ((Brawn roll))
  302. [2016-02-10 21:33:24] <Non|Nachzehrer> $roll 1d6+1
  303. [2016-02-10 21:33:24] <[ATM]> Non|Nachzehrer [3]+1 = 4
  304. [2016-02-10 21:33:26] <Antioch|GM> ((Brawl applicable))
  305. [2016-02-10 21:33:35] <Non|Nachzehrer> ((+2 then))
  306. [2016-02-10 21:34:46] <Antioch|GM> Repeated bashes of your elbow into the icy shell sends cracks spiderwebbing through his armor. Shaved ice sprays into the air, and you fire the gun point-blank in the weak point you created.
  307. [2016-02-10 21:35:47] <Antioch|GM> You're rewarded by the sight of blood, creeping through the cracks in the armor, then pouring out with more rapidity. ||
  308. [2016-02-10 21:36:04] <Antioch|GM> ((Snowbird - same check))
  309. [2016-02-10 21:37:05] <Snowbird> $roll 1d6
  310. [2016-02-10 21:37:06] <[ATM]> Snowbird [6]
  311. [2016-02-10 21:37:16] <Snowbird> ((BITCHES ON MY DICK))
  312. [2016-02-10 21:37:39] <Snowbird> ((do i look dead?))
  313. [2016-02-10 21:37:47] <Antioch|GM> Coldhand wakes up at the sensation of bullets entering his chest.
  314. [2016-02-10 21:37:58] <Antioch|GM> It's sort of nostalgic, really.
  315. [2016-02-10 21:38:15] <Antioch|GM> He thrashes in his armor, weakly, unable to break the shell his power created to protect him.
  316. [2016-02-10 21:38:49] <Antioch|GM> Her face is shadowed by the overhead heat lamp, but the silhouette of Nachzehrer looming above him is distinctive. ||
  317. [2016-02-10 21:39:20] <Antioch|GM> >> Snowbird
  318. [2016-02-10 21:40:02] <Snowbird> "I see you came to accept the partnership since you passed the interview"
  319. [2016-02-10 21:40:12] <Snowbird> *thrash, cough, thrash*
  320. [2016-02-10 21:40:14] <Snowbird> ||
  321. [2016-02-10 21:40:56] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Jesus, you little rat. Die with some damn dignity." Nach shoots him again, and again, until he fucking dies. ||
  322. [2016-02-10 21:41:31] <Antioch|GM> $roll 1d100
  323. [2016-02-10 21:41:31] <[ATM]> Antioch|GM [97]
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  325. [2016-02-10 21:41:41] <Snowbird> "Such a shame, fate seemed to make us for each other. It's a pity we couldn't ever see what would come from working together"
  326. [2016-02-10 21:41:45] <Antioch|GM> ((Too bad you didn't get any milestones, pal. That was close.))
  327. [2016-02-10 21:42:18] <Snowbird> ||
  328. [2016-02-10 21:42:37] <Antioch|GM> The bullets pound into his chest. He manages to cough out "Such a shame-" before he's cut off, either from dying, or a bullet entering his lung. ||
  329. [2016-02-10 21:43:50] <Snowbird> It's cold in cleveland tonight. ||||||
  330. [2016-02-10 21:44:17] <Antioch|GM> ((Feel free to do some finishing-up, Non, but Snow has the right of it, this seems like a good end-point.))
  331. [2016-02-10 21:44:21] ⇐ Saff|Kill quit (sAFfK@net-kqg.h3h.160.130.IP): Quit: http://www.kiwiirc.com/ - A hand crafted IRC client
  332. [2016-02-10 21:45:25] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Finally, he shuts up," Nach says, rolling her eyes. "I'm gonna take his body, yeah?" She says, to the guys. ||
  333. [2016-02-10 21:51:29] <Antioch|GM> They nod. You sling the corpse on your shoulder, staggering under the weight of it and the ice. Blood drips on you slightly, coagulating quickly in the cold.
  334. [2016-02-10 21:52:38] <Antioch|GM> You take it back to the van. Dave looks at the corpse, then you. "Uh... can I go now?" ||
  335. [2016-02-10 21:53:41] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Once we drive a block or two away, yeah." ||
  336. [2016-02-10 21:55:50] <Antioch|GM> "Okay," he says, twiddling his thumbs. ||
  337. [2016-02-10 21:57:33] <Non|Nachzehrer> She's true to her word, letting Dave out a couple blocks away. "Take a picture, Delphi, Killhand wanted one. And look up the number for that hospital you guys dumped me at, the boss's the guy with the 50k bounty on this idiot's head." ||
  338. [2016-02-10 21:58:03] ⇐ Snowbird quit (Snowbird@net-kqg.h3h.160.130.IP): Quit: http://www.kiwiirc.com/ - A hand crafted IRC client
  339. [2016-02-10 22:06:06] <Antioch|GM> ((brb, driving home))
  340. [2016-02-10 22:12:17] → Saff|Kill joined (SaffKill@net-n2k.h8b.253.162.IP)
  341. [2016-02-10 22:13:06] ⇐ Stoic quit (Stoic@net-n3k0uk.nj.comcast.net): Quit: http://www.kiwiirc.com/ - A hand crafted IRC client
  342. [2016-02-10 22:13:52] * soulpelt| is now known as soulpelt|sleep
  343. [2016-02-10 22:19:13] ← Cactus left (Cactus@net-ig5hq2.moblal.sbcglobal.net)
  344. [2016-02-10 22:19:32] <Antioch|GM> Delphi snaps a picture and calls the number after a quick lookup.
  345. [2016-02-10 22:19:54] <Antioch|GM> "Looks like he isn't back from Turkey yet. What's the plan?" ||
  346. [2016-02-10 22:22:06] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Uhhh. Fuck." She looks at Coldhand's corpse. "There an ETA on his return?" ||
  347. [2016-02-10 22:23:41] <Antioch|GM> "... not that I know of. It's been more than a day, so should be soon, I hope. " ||
  348. [2016-02-10 22:29:54] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Fuck. He had to leave right at the worst possible time." She presses a finger to her temple. "Okay. Okay. We- how much cash do you guys have? We need to buy some ice, and a room at a motel. Buying the Taco Bell has me pretty much out of cash." ||
  349. [2016-02-10 22:31:49] <Antioch|GM> Everyone chips in a little bit. "His ass is getting us 10K, right? It's worth the investment."
  350. [2016-02-10 22:32:20] <Antioch|GM> You pass by a convenience store, and one of your men buys several large bags of ice. ||
  351. [2016-02-10 22:32:29] <Antioch|GM> -||
  352. [2016-02-10 22:32:46] → Firlz joined (Firlzzz@net-t8c.vq8.12.24.IP)
  353. [2016-02-10 22:32:54] <Antioch|GM> You go to the same crappy hotel you were staying at. ||
  354. [2016-02-10 22:32:59] <Antioch|GM> *motel
  355. [2016-02-10 22:33:19] <Non|Nachzehrer> ((Is Coldhand's corpse wearing clothes?))
  356. [2016-02-10 22:33:47] <Antioch|GM> ((yeah, still iced over as well))
  357. [2016-02-10 22:36:22] <Non|Nachzehrer> ((Really? Would've figured it'd have melted by now.))
  358. [2016-02-10 22:37:22] <Antioch|GM> ((Nope. The ice is damn thick. ))
  359. [2016-02-10 22:42:11] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Okay. Okay. Fuck, I figured he'd have melted by now." She thinks. "Um, Delphi, Raquel, you run interference - if there's anybody who might see us move his body inside, distract them. I don't care how. Hayes, Douglas, you're with me, help me drag this sorry ass motherfucker inside. We keep him in the bathtub, iced up, for the night, then God fucking willing TGK'll be back tomorrow and we can get rid of this corpse and count our money." ||
  360. [2016-02-10 22:43:16] <Antioch|GM> $roll 1d6+1
  361. [2016-02-10 22:43:16] <[ATM]> Antioch|GM [2]+1 = 3
  362. [2016-02-10 22:43:25] <Antioch|GM> $roll 1d6
  363. [2016-02-10 22:43:25] <[ATM]> Antioch|GM [5]
  364. [2016-02-10 22:45:11] <Antioch|GM> Delphi plays the part of a drunkard well, hoisted by a less convincing Raquel. They cause a very obnoxious disturbance, letting the three of you haul the body indoors. Thankfully it's a motel, rather than a hotel. The body is tossed into the tub, and the many pounds of ice are poured on top of it.
  365. [2016-02-10 22:45:51] <Antioch|GM> "Let's hope that hospital dude is back soon," Douglas mutters, "I want some damn cash." ||
  366. [2016-02-10 22:50:13] ⇐ Dalenacio quit (uid128849@brockwell.irccloud.com): Quit: Connection closed for inactivity
  367. [2016-02-10 22:52:52] <Non|Nachzehrer> "Same here. Fuck. This is like some goddamn dark comedy shit. Normally when you kill a dude you expect your problems with him will end. Alas, even in death, Coldhand is an annoying piece of shit." ||
  368. [2016-02-10 22:53:48] <Antioch|GM> "Ain't that the fuckin' truth," Hayes replies. "I'm not looking forward to dragging his ass out."
  369. [2016-02-10 22:54:05] <Antioch|GM> Delphi comes back in, bearing liquor and plastic cups.
  370. [2016-02-10 22:55:00] <Antioch|GM> "Well, there's a fuckin' corpse in the bathroom, we got what we came here for, let's get sauced!"
  371. [2016-02-10 22:55:17] <Antioch|GM> Your men oblige.
  372. [2016-02-10 22:55:19] <Antioch|GM> ||||
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