There is clanking on the catwalk behind him as 3 ODST walk over to him.
The lead one calls out "Oi! You! Ya can't be up here mate."
He turns. "Oh, im sorry. Uh...look out behind you!" he says, bluffing
Persuasion: 24
One of them turns around like an idiot, but the other two don't.
"This is a restricted area mate. Do I need to escort you off the premises?"
He slowly places his hand on his blaster pistol. "I think i'll be fine." He then quickdraws his pistol and fires a stun shot at each of them. *Con save for them please*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
There is clanking on the catwalk behind him as 3 ODST walk over to him.
The lead one calls out "Oi! You! Ya can't be up here mate."
He turns. "Oh, im sorry. Uh...look out behind you!" he says, bluffing
Persuasion: 24
One of them turns around like an idiot, but the other two don't.
"This is a restricted area mate. Do I need to escort you off the premises?"
He slowly places his hand on his blaster pistol. "I think i'll be fine." He then quickdraws his pistol and fires a stun shot at each of them. *Con save for them please*
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15
The alarm is raised. Over the loudspeakers can be heard: "Agressor on base, possible Insurrectionist activity. Detain on sight."
There is clanking on the catwalk behind him as 3 ODST walk over to him.
The lead one calls out "Oi! You! Ya can't be up here mate."
He turns. "Oh, im sorry. Uh...look out behind you!" he says, bluffing
Persuasion: 24
One of them turns around like an idiot, but the other two don't.
"This is a restricted area mate. Do I need to escort you off the premises?"
He slowly places his hand on his blaster pistol. "I think i'll be fine." He then quickdraws his pistol and fires a stun shot at each of them. *Con save for them please*
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15
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The alarm is raised. Over the loudspeakers can be heard: "Agressor on base, possible Insurrectionist activity. Detain on sight."
All three men fall unconscious as Droidbait looks for a roof access area.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
There is clanking on the catwalk behind him as 3 ODST walk over to him.
The lead one calls out "Oi! You! Ya can't be up here mate."
*didn't you attack first tho*
"They have a Base of Operations in a Warehouse on the edge of the city...." he thinks for a moment. "I wonder if i can call a few battalions in..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He turns. "Oh, im sorry. Uh...look out behind you!" he says, bluffing
Persuasion: 24
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Big man attacc first*
*Hmm, Do I have the Motivation to Make a Angel-esc Character just Fly down into Existence?*
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One of them turns around like an idiot, but the other two don't.
"This is a restricted area mate. Do I need to escort you off the premises?"
*Indeed she didn't, and they only return fire to big boi*
He chuckles a bit. "Then do i got something for ya." he then sets a bag down infront of her and opens it. It is full of thermal detonators.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He slowly places his hand on his blaster pistol. "I think i'll be fine." He then quickdraws his pistol and fires a stun shot at each of them. *Con save for them please*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
14
1
15
The alarm is raised. Over the loudspeakers can be heard: "Agressor on base, possible Insurrectionist activity. Detain on sight."
"Thermal detonators. I can sync them so they all go off at once."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
All three men fall unconscious as Droidbait looks for a roof access area.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He nods before typing something to a small computer. "One sec, i wanna see if i can get ahold of some friends."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.