IC - Bug City The Lost Years

[arcanus]

The corridor exploded into a nightmarish assault of swirling colours, exploding lights and high pitch whistling.
The figure stumbled, bouncing off the nearest wall, losing his footing and eventually collasping, unable to tell up from down.

Curren's Metavision breaks through the still thick smoke, showing a couple of functioning sidearms and an intact M22.
However his recon is abruptly cut short, as a second burst of phantom firefire tears through the smoke, slamming into his Mystic Armour and
throwing him back into the doorframe.

Roll against 4S (6 successes over 4).

[Curren]

9 7 5 4 3 3 1 1 Light wound

Just before getting shot I was just about to use Magic Fingers again.

Acrobatics and Agility to roll with the impact backwards head over heels, rolling back onto my feet but crouched and facing where the shots came from: I'll drop the pistol and Jedi the assault rifle to my hand, and empty the whole magazine of it at where the 'phantom' shots have come from and the confused figure.

Acrobatics 17 9 5 5 5 4 3 3 2 2 1 1
Sorcery 17 15 11 7 5 4 2 2 2 2 2 1 1 1

Drain 17 5 4 3 3 3 3 2 2 1 1 1 Taken

Hopefully I can stave off the pain until after I've done these actions... Willpower 5 5 5 5 5 4 4 3 2

[arcanus]

In a display of acrobatics that Curren could almost be famous for, he vaulted backwards, his hand shooting out and receiving the assault rifle.
A tremor in the force told him that something was up, spinning the gun he flicked the safety catch and fired, 7.62 rounds tearing down the corridor.

A volley of return fire forced Curren to shift his position, the smoke finally cleared and Curren saw another man within the corridor, the pair of them shifting from left to right, exchanging weapons fire. The visible figure had fallen, caught in the exchange, which had now become a deadly dance of death.

[Curren]

He drops to the floor on his stomach and opens up again on his assailant with full auto.

Reaction 9 +3D6 either 23

Acrobatics 13 8 5 4 4 2 2 2 2 2 2 1

Firearms 10 5 5 5 4 3 3 2 2 1

[arcanus]

The figure drops to one knee, and also fires.
Curren's burst strikes him in the inside leg knocking him down, while his burst catches Curren across the left shoulder.

5S damage

[arcanus]

The Sending jolted him awake, grubby hands scrambled around for his cigarettes.
Shaking he tapped the self-igniting end and drew the smoke into his lungs, muttering to himself he stumbled through the network of resin passages, occasionally stopping to admire a trapped form within the curious amber/papier-mâché secretions.

He finally arrived at the end of the tunnel, which opened out into the ceiling cavity of one of the main rooms of the subterranean power station.
His colleagues were there, all gathered around the table, the young wiper snapper, the mother and the warrior, the leader wasn’t back, this suggested something hadn’t gone according to plan.
For any normal metahuman the tunnels exit being some 40 feet above the ground would be a challenge, but ‘Thorax’ merely scurried out on all fours and crawled down the wall.

Immediately his children gave him visibility of the table, an assessment from three dozen different perspectives, his allies might think him a fool but they couldn’t ignore the Hive Mind of Ant.
As he arrived at the table, he noticed the warrior wrinkle his nose at the cigarette smoke,
The obese black woman spoke “Father hasn’t returned, the Mind can’t find him!” she boomed in a deep West African accent.
“I am the father” replied Thorax
The wiper snapper looked exasperated “No your Father Thorax!!”
Thorax merely smiled and took another drag
“So” he replied exhaling
The rest looked at him in something of anger and shock
He mumbled to himself before responding “Look we’re not friends, just allies, listen to your Queens, if he’s dead we move on, that’s “
he descended into mumbling once again
“tough luck, its doesn’t alter the plan!”

The group continued to talk, suggesting different strategies, in order to find the Father, carry on with their Queens goals, Thorax flicked his cigarette butt and lit another, with that he wandered off.

[Curren]

GM wrote: 5S damage

Body+Combat pool: 8 5 5 5 5 3 3 3 2 2 2 2 Another light wound

Puts me up to one over moderate.

[Curren]

'Cam on you bastard! DIE!' he growls between gritted teeth as desperation, fear and blood lust come to the fore.

He pulls the trigger again.

Firearms: 8 5 5 2

I take it this gun only does BF not FA?

[arcanus]

'Cam on you bastard! DIE!' he growls between gritted teeth as desperation, fear and blood lust come to the fore.
He pulls the trigger again.

Firearms: 8 5 5 2

I take it this gun only does BF not FA?

The weapon is capable of Full Auto!

The hallway became a blizzard of gunfire as the two combatants stepped up their line of fire, Curren's opponent rolled and his burst found it mark at Curren's head. Curren's shot caught him in the guts.

2D+1 Level of Overdamage = 10 successes over TN#3

[Curren]

Quote:
He drops to the floor on his stomach and opens up again on his assailant with full auto.

Reaction 9 +3D6 either 23

Acrobatics 13 8 5 4 4 2 2 2 2 2 2 1

Firearms 10 5 5 5 4 3 3 2 2 1

Body: 10 9 5 4 2 : Amazingly only another light wound. Up to Serious wound overall now.