Log:Guild Expedition, Scene 10

Guild Expedition 2016/06/21 	 Bluejay Inforcer Diviak Mechanic Grimm Star Girl Robe

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The heroes have accompanied Inforcer Diviak and a small squad of his fellows on a raid of what is suspected of being a Nar'qu cartel warehouse. Their cloaked shuttle had just landed on the spongy terrain, and the building on the outskirts of a moderate-sized settlement seems to be relatively quiet. There is a simple warehouse looking building with a couple of big double doors at either end, along with a large communications tower.

Bluejay activates her neutrino scan again now she's closer and not in a maneuvering shuttle craft, and takes a peek inside the warehouse.

Diviak looks to the heroes, "You suggested taking out the tower first. Any suggestions on how?"

Bluejay says "I could hit the tower from here. But that would be noisy. To do it quietly you ought to emply an electrican... or a Mechanic."

The Pacifist Quantum Mechanic has also tagged along- though not to take part in the battle pending. He has come to document the raid, and StarGuard's participation in it.

He monitors all communications and watches the assembled party closely, but so far he's been relatively silent.

Bluejay relays, "I can see a vehicle inside the warehouse. No wheels so possibly flight or hover capable. There beings in there, bulky enough to be wearing some form of armor. They are loading canisters into the vehicle.. They're moving around but I should be able to get an accurate count in a few more seconds."

Grimm's senses canvas the warehouse. "Maybe we can bar the back doors to prevent them from getting away with whatever they're loading into that vehicle once the tower is taken care of," she ponders.

Grimm glances over at the Mechanic and elbows him after Bluejay mentions him. She gives him an expectant look.

"I believe whatever armor they are wearing, is probably pretty lightweight from what I can tell." The Mechanic says before lifting his legs into the air and crossign them. He doesn't drop or fall any. He just sort of floats there with a passive look on his ever shifting face.

Diviak looks to The Mechanic, "Well? Can you deal with the tower? After all, you were suggested."

"Depends on what you mean by 'deal.' I'm a man of peace, Inforcer. Though I doubt that will mean much to those types." The Mechanic says turning to face Diviak.

"Though I am not adverse to disabling whatever systems they have in there- that certainly won't encroach on my personal beliefs any." He adds.

Diviak sighs, "It's a communications tower. I'm surprised that being 'peaceful' requires you to avoid hurting electronics." He starts to stalk toward the tower to deal with it himself.

Robe apparently looks around given he turns his head, his veils swaying slightly as he does. Outlined in a golden-silver glow, he murmurs, "This one imagines Inforcer Diviak means rendering it incapable of function, Mechhanie."

"Well hold on a second- I just meant I won't be getting into any slug matches with sentient lifeforms." The Mechanic corrects as he follows behind the Inforcer.

Diviak motions to the tower, "And I was asking you if you could deal with the comm tower itself. The 'sentient lifeforms' are in the warehouse."

The Mechanic nods, and says nothing about the possibility of others showing up to stop his activities. "Certainly." And with that he drifts towards where Diviak motions.

Diviak and the other Inforcers cover the warehouse, just in case someone comes out. There are no windows to the building, unsurprisingly.

The comm tower is an open metal skeletal structure with a satellite dish toward the top of it.

Bluejay looks to Diviak, "Will they have sensors capable of detecting activity outside the confines of the warehouse? If not I could fly to the far side and attempt, as Grimm suggested, to prevent the vehicle departing."

Robe gazes at the warehouse, his head tilted to one side. "Lightweight metal although given environment is, hmm, durable. Would be surprised if there are not hidden ways to create crossfire but do not perceive any. Strong charge of electricity into warehouse wall may render any attached electronics, umm, killed, no, inoperative."

Grimm searches the men inside, trying to find any who are talking to each other or who may potentially be talking or showing signs of alert. "I could block the door entirely with a wall of shadows. They'd have to ram it to smash through. It could give us some time if they do make a run for it."

Diviak nods. "They may have such sensors, but it's a prudent first step to try to block it. If they have a vehicle inside as you say, we need to keep that from leaving."

Bluejay nods, "That sounds a lot better than what I had planned, Grimm."

Diviak nods. "I like the idea of this 'shadow wall'. Let's go with that as soon as the tower is out of commission."

All three (!) of the scrying type heroes can tell there are about...6 beings inside doing the loading.

Bluejay switches off her neutrino scan to conserve power.

Grimm withdraws her senses and waits for the signal that the tower is taken care of so she can move.

The Mechanic drifts along a bit lazily as he leaves the ship, then once a good distance from the ship he disappears- teleporting inside the bare-bones building.

Once there, he goes about identifying these systems he's been sent to disable.

He says over comms, <<"I am inside. Preparing the shutdown of systems now.">>

Robe waits patiently then murmurs, "My great-great grandmothers wrote that it was the quiet before the battles that was the most nerve wracking part of combat." He reaches into his left robe arm and takes out a small white paper bag. "Gummy bears anyone?"

Bluejay twitches when Robe speaks into the silence. She more nervous than she's pretending. She's an ex-cage and street fighter, but those have rules. This is still a relatively new experience for her.

Gabrielle drums her fingers along her right thigh. "Really? Because I always felt the fighting part was the worst part of, y'know, fighting."

Robe takes a gummy bear, appears to consider it, then slips his hand under his veils. He then murmurs as he chews, "Adrenaline helps mute the fear in combat. Physiologially speaking. It is before when no adreanline that the mind can play with one. OR so my grans thought." He shrugs slightly. "Not certain myself. No real experience until now. Probably while babbling. Will be quiet now."

Diviak says, "No motion from the building. Is the tower taken care of?"

The Mechanic has changed plans a bit- instead of shutting down communications systems, he's decided to merge with the tower himself.

From there- he has much more access to the systems. <> He reports.

The Mechanic has changed plans a bit- instead of shutting down communications systems, he's decided to merge with the tower himself.

From there- he has much more access to the systems. <> He reports.

"I try not to think of it," Gabrielle murmurs. She tries not to think about a lot of things. Somethings are better left unpondered.

Diviak nods and motions to Grimm, "Why don't you go set up your barrier? We can then head around to the other door at the far end of hte building and hem them in."

Bluejay glances at Grimm, "I'll go with you just in case if you like. But I will admit that battlesuits and stealth don't go well together. So your choice."

Grimm chews on her lower lip in thought at Bluejay's offer. More like she's trying to calculate the odds of keeping a suit quiet. "I'm better at hiding myself rather than others, but I can probably cover up both our presences if you stay close," she calculates.

Bluejay nods and steps closer to Grimm.

"I'll need to focus, though. Can you give me a lift?" Gabrielle asks, extending her hand to Bluejay in preparation for a forearm grasp.

Diviak and hte other Inforcers move to the other end of hte building, getting ready to breach when the heroes return to where they are.

Robe steps a bit closer to Inforcer Diviak when the other heroes head out. He follows along with Diviak and the other Inforcers. Once they are in position, he dips into the Dream of Reality to perceive what he can perceive. "Would not surprise me," he thinks, "to find another Revenant about."

Bluejay nods, "Of course." she says as she extends her arms to take Grimm into them. "Is this close enough?" she quips in a voice that mostly conceals a quaver. Then she's off, allowing her combat computer to plot a course taking advantage as much as possible of available cover.

"Yeah, we don't need to be -that- close," Gabrielle chuckles as her hands clasp on armor. As Bluejay takes off, Gabrielle's mind focuses. The air around them wavers for a moment and they vanish from sight unless someone is particularly astute, as Gabrielle tries to fabricate an illusion of their surroundings without them in it.

Once Bluejay sets her down, Gabrielle raises her hands up towards the door. The illusion masking their presence drops, and a dark wall of shadow sprouts up from the ground, barricading the door. It takes her a few moments to fully cover the exit. "Okay...they'll have to go out the front if they want to get away with those canisters," she radios.

The Inforcers keep the far door covered. They continue waiting until Bluejay and Grimm return. Diviak says to Robe, who's nearby, "We just about set?"

Bluejay sets Grimm down and waits for further instructions.

Robe looks at the other heroes then back to Inforcer Diviak. "This one imagines so, yes. The mission is ready."

Diviak heads to the sliding door, and two of the other Inforcers pull it open, revealing the interior.

Inside, the heroes can see several aliens of various sorts, all in lightweight armor. Some are helmeted (perhaps due to the atmosphere), and some are not. They're all loading canisters of some kind into what looks like a hover-truck-like vehicle. It's rugged looking with a sizable capacity. Diviak shouts, "Inforcers! Stand down!" And which point the aliens inside start to draw weapons...

Bluejay doesn't think she can just open fire of the aliens. But she can make a point and maybe ensure the vehicle is going nowhere. Powering up her particle beam she selects what looks like either engine or drive on the craft and fires.

The blast hits one of the thrusters, and it goes off, sending the vehicle into a spin in place.

As the other give the go ahead order and breach the front, Gabrielle flickers out of existence and reappears inside the rear of hte building, behind their opponents. She singles out the biggest, toughest looking out and points points her finger at him, thumb cocked like a gun. "That guy," she mutters and 'fires', her eyes shifting to pure black as dark energy surrounds her hand.

The alien freezes in place.

Robe checks to make certain the golden-silver glow around himself is intact then steps through the open doorway into the warehouse. He glances around for a moment before murmuring, "That one I think," as he points at one of the aliens with a helmet on. A wave of sleepiness and lassitude, invisible to the naked eye, sweeps towards the figure with the speed of thought.

The target wobbles a bit, but doesn't fall over. He shakes his head, trying to clear it.

Diviak shouts, "Guns down! We have you surrounded and you're clearly going nowhere!" That much is obvious as their hover truck is in a spin inside the building. He doesn't fire at any of them yet.

The aliens hesitate, and one of them speaks up, saying something to the others in the Guild trade language, << Stand down. We'll be alright. >>

The aliens that can actually move drop their weapons, setting them down on the floor.

Star Girl decloaks, appearing with her hands aimed at two different targets, covering them as they drop their weapons. . o O ( Hunh. Not too shabby, guys. ) She watches the targets carefully, just to be sure there's no trouble.

Diviak nods to the other Inforcers who take the aliens into custody. The apparent leader says to Diviak, << You know we won't be held long. It's just a matter of time. >>

The Inforcer says, "We'll see about that." He looks over at the heroes, "Well done. We would have had a protracted gun battle had you not been along."

Star Girl nods. "Just happy we could help out." She glances over at the bandit leader briefly, wondering if what he's saying is true.

Diviak heads over to one of the canisters to take a look at it. "Looks like Mucrore. Highly illegal. I can't imagine they'll be free any time real soon."

Robe tilts his head to one side. "A drug?"

Diviak nods. "Correct. Highly addictive. And can be laced with many other things."

Star looks to Diviak, one eyelet widening, wondering the same thing as Robe.

Grimm lowers her 'shooting' hand and slides it in her pocket as though it were a gun holster. "Wow. Guess aliens really are smarter than us."

The Inforcer says, "Well, highly addictive to some races. I do not know what hte effect would be on humans."

Star Girl relaxes her stance. If bad guys need to be led onto a transport, she'll assist with that.

The aliens are led over to the transport, and the out of control vehicle is brought under control. Diviak says, "Thank you again. If there's anything else I can help you with, be sure to let me know. I owe you."

Robe shrugs slightly. "Well, if this one may ask for a chemical breakdown of the drug, this one can ask the doctor aboard human starship." He sighs softly. "After all, if false Guild is still on Earth, possible become new market, yes?"

The Inforcer nods. "We can certainly provide that for you."