The Helevin distribution company is a big name in Porthos when it comes to Augments. They deal mainly with Phoenix Brand Augmentations, but also distribute other brands like Henshin, Cosmon, and Temix in smaller quantities. Owned by the Helevin, members of the Grylin race, a squat group of furry fellows that are renown for being quite the shrewd businessmen, responsible for many of the trade treaties that bind the galactic economy together, thanks to their old money roots. They've been in the galactic trade game longer than most other races, meaning that even in this time of human dominance, the Grylin still retain some of their economic influence.

Enough about them, though. The Helevin distribution center is at the center the Porthos Augmentation business. Lots of money changing hands, lots of deals being made, some legitimate, others less so. Unsurprisingly, the compound is heavily guarded, to ensure the safety of the product and their caretakers. Still, the massive warehouse like structure is a prime target to be raided by anyone looking for money, information, goods, or perhaps something else. That's what you're here to do, isn't it?

-First post courtesy of Telos

"So this is the famous Helevin Distribution Center, huh Metty?" Telos thought to himself and his floating blue friend as he gazed upon the checkpoint from his perch on a nearby hill. "Looks like it Telos. And I told you not to call me that." "Well, might as well get this party started, huh Metty?." Me'Tul sighed and dimmed herself (so she wouldn't be seen by the guards) as they started down the hill as silently and as cautiously as they could, approaching the facility. "If there's any chance there could be information here regarding Phoenix's connection with the Cavaliers, we can't afford to mess this up!"

Once the pair had safely arrived at one of the checkpoint's large walls, Telos unsheathed his claws and begun to climb his way into the facility. Leaving numerous claw marks in the wall as he ascended, Me'tul berated him for the property damage he was inflicting on the facility. Telos sarcastically replied "If they aren't in a cooperative mood a few scratch marks on one of their walls will be the least of their worries."

Safely over the wall and undetected, the duo proceeded through the massive compound until they reached a side entrance. This entrance was nothing more than a steel door protected by a pass code lock. "This is probably the safest way we can get in here undetected. Its going to take me a while to hack this thing, so sit tight." Grateful for Me'Tul's ability to interact with electronic systems, (a skill Telos was severely lacking in) the would-be Ice Dragon sat down and waited for his buddy to work her magic.

The green code readout on the tube monitor in front of the seat Carina was sitting displayed a signal detection code line:

[Detecting signal: 0/1634234 networks detected]

Carina let out an irritated sigh, and looked out the cabin window into the vastness of space, which was specked with billions of little lights that provided a stark contrast between the darkness they were placed upon. How long had it been since she had the opportunity to look out at the stars? Hundreds of days? Thousands of days? It had to had been at least a few years, at most a decade. But time felt different on Heres-19. Sandwiched between two distant stars, the sky never changed from day to night, but always in a state of twilight. Not dark enough to be comfortable to sleep under, not light enough to shake the lethargy of night time. The warmth the planet exuded didn't help the lethargic feeling that the planet's constant burnt orange sky gave off. Heres-19 was a constant 82 degrees, not hot enough to be of extreme discomfort, but just warm and humid enough to make everything feel sluggish. The planet was one of hudreds of garbage planet's across the galaxy. Heres-19, the 19th numbered landfill planet, was made exclusively for the Porthos system. Heres, the refuse company that owns the planets, always chooses their landfill planets wisely. One key factor into choosing a planet for refuse collection is the planet's magnetosphere. The radiation deflected from the magnetosphere of the planet needs to be enough to interfere with navigation computing and other sensitive ship instruments. This ensures that no one comes to the planet to scavenge. If that isn't enough to ward off would be junk rats, Heres-19 is surrounded by a massive field of orbiting debris. Looting the planet would be suicide, so most steer clear. But there are some people that make the mistake of getting to close to Heres, these such cases are what Carina owes her exodus to. If it wasn't for the rich partyboy trying to impress a female, she wouldn't have had the cabin in which to use as a foundation to build the ship she was flying. If it wasn't for a freight pilot falling asleep at the controls, she wouldn't have had the EM barrier to safely escape from the magnetosphere. Of course, Carina had to build a rudimentary computer from scratch. The radiation of the magnetosphere fries every computer that passes through it unless the ship it is on has an EM barrier. The freighter that crashed was mostly obliterated, but with a bit of luck, the EM barrier unit was fully intact. The computer Carina had built was capable of running the ship's systems, navigations, and she had programmed it to have basic networking capabilities.

Carina hadn't spent her years in solitude wallowing in self-anguish, she spent her years in solitude fueled by anger and resentment, fueled by the desire for revenge. Although she already had a strong foundation in most sciences, she didn't have any expertise in any specific science. But Carina had eventually come across a crashed ship filled with thousands of codex. The ship must have been transporting a shipment to a new library or university of some sort because the ship had a library worth of material on most all subjects one could wish to learn. The time Carina didn't spend on scavenging for food she spent reading codex. Having a natural affinity for the sciences, she became an expert in most every science, reading and learning throughout up until she left Heres-19.

Carina looked back at the green code on the tube monitor which still read the same line of code. Being well outside of the magnetosphere, she expected the network to connect immediately, but it was still displaying the same message.

"Infernal device!", She lashed out in impatience and struck the monitor.

Immediately after the strike the message changed, the code readout was now:
[Detecting signal: 23034/1634234 networks detected]

Carina let out a sound of joy, and began to select the network she wished to connect with. Immediately she began scouring the cybernet getting information on Phoenix and more importantly, the Soramotonese assassin that killed her father. Of course, only going off of code and without images, she would have to change her search a bit. After hacking into the message logs sent between Phoenix office employees it was clear that in a three days, Jett Masterson (CEO of Phoenix) was going to be at a distribution center to meet with the Helevin executive and oversee the distributing process in person. That's what the messages said, but Carina knew that it didn't make much sense for Jett go to a ground operation unless there was something else going on. It didn't matter to Carina, the reason he was to be there, just that he was to be there.

Carina opened up a blank log in her terminal and copied the information down word for word as she remembered it perfectly. After that, she went to the navigation screen, punched in the coordinance to Porthos and went off to her personal quarters.

Although, the ship she made was an amalgam of miss-matched ship parts, the ship interior was fairly decent. The easy part was putting the basic construction together, the hard part was finding the basic resources needed to survive extended trips. The FTL drives would get her to Porthos in two day's time, leaving her a day to vet the distribution center and find a way in. However, two days without water would be extremely uncomfortable. Again, through serendipity, Carina was able to find large 100 gallon barrels of water in another crashed ship. After constructing a full pluming and water heating system in the ship, Carina installed a water barrel to the pump she built and kept nine other barrels in the storage area of the ship. The ship was slightly larger than the size of your typical cruiser, about forty meters long by twenty meters wide. From the outside the ship looked like rusted scrap thrown together in haste. In appearance, most would look at the ship an automatically say that it couldn't fly. But inside, the ship had twin seraph drives, only a few steps below the top of the line FTL drives currently on the market. It had full plumbing, basic amenities, and also a rift-shard storage device. While on Heres-19, Carina found something very rare, and very well worth her time. It was a rift -shard and a busted rift-shard two-way storage device. After putting work into it, she was able to get it up and running again. Rift-shards allow the instant transportation and storage of inorganic matter. Along with the rift-shard and the storage device, she found a large labcoat made of the same thermo resistant nano-fibers as her body suit, and a broken plasma sword (which she fixed). The rift-shard was embeded in a silver control frame which surrounded the blue gem-like shard and was the interface into which Carina could control the shard. Tapping on the gem would make the shard exude a hologram interface that allowed her to choose whether she was sending or receiving, and which items she was receiving. The storage device was a 3 foot white metal cube. On the top was a shutter that opened to allow items to be dropped in directly. It didn't matter if the object fit in the shutter, because any inorganic object near the opening would be deconstructed into energy that is stored inside the cube.

Carina stripped out of her body suit, threw it on the top of the cube, which opened the shutter end absorbed the body suit. She pulled off the riftshard she was wearing as a necklace and placed it on the sink of her personal quarters' bathroom. She then stepped into the shower she created out of a transpara-steel tube that she cut down the middle and placed on a rotating track that rotated to an open and closed position when she stepped on a the bath mat in front of the shower. She took the first shower she had had in days, washing the grime and grit away. After about ten minuets, she stepped out and dried herself using her augment to instantly evaporate all water on the outside of her body. She reached for her rift-shard necklace but paused when she caught a reflection of herself. Her right eye was blue, and red eye was orange due to her augmentation giving her heterocromia. Her black hair had grown long and unruly. She had grown taller since she had been placed on that forsaken world of refuse. Her bust had even grown since then, probably close to a C-cup boob taco. She shook her head and placed the rift-shard necklace over her head and let it fall to her neck, grabbing her hair that had been taken hostage by the necklace and pulling it free of the jewelry's bondage. Her hair fell free and loose all the down to her supple butt. She then tapped the gem-like shard, activating the interface, and selected her body suit, she selected the option of it appearing on her body instead of in her hands. The bodysuit instantly materialized in a flash of blue energy on her body. After that, she decided to go to bed.

Porthos was much the same as she remembered it all that time ago when she first visited it. The bustling streets, ships zipping here and there in a pattern as if following an aerial highway, the never stopping activity. It could be easily said that Porthos was a living organism. It didn't take long for Carina to find and perform reconnaissance on the Distribution center. She decided that the best way to enter the distribution center would be from the roof. Carina had parked her ship at the free docking port, and had been on foot ever since. After tricking a shop owner, she managed to use her rift-shard to steal a hover board, and some credits. Using her overboard in low-power mode, she was able to prevent detection by any energy detection systems the warehouse might have had. She floated up to the roof, and stored her board in the shard. Normally she would have used her plasma sword to cut through things, but in this specific case, their energy detectors would no doubt go off at the event of a plasma sword igniting. So she used her augment to melt the grate off with her hands, and entered the air-duct.

The very end of a sniper barrel poked out of the shadows atop a tall building a small distance away from the Helevin Distribution Company. The sniper herself was scanning the compound through the rifle's scope, analyzing the Distribution company's outer defenses. The sniper, Bishop she was called, and her father, Rook, had been hired to do.... something. Not only had the people who had hired them not revealed their own identity, they had also explained that their intentions would be revealed "In due time". They had stated though that once the job was done, the payout would be massive. The employer had also said that they could drop the job at any time, which would be nice if things got too sketchy. Bishop had advised her father against accepting the job, but he was not one for refusing jobs. He did however agree that if it was no longer in their best interests, then he would drop the job.
However, in the here and now, Bishop returned her focus to the task at hand, reconnaissance. She continued to scan the walls of the facility and noticed something curious through her scope, a figure that seemed to be.... climbing up the side of the wall? The figure went out of sight before she could zoom her scope in and get a better view of the figure. She stood up from her prone position and lifted her rifle by the strap and hefted it onto her back. The wall next to her was littered with various railings, windowsills, and slight ledges that she could use to get to a better vantage point. She swiftly scaled the structure reaching the top of the building just next to the one she had been on before and found a good spot to take a knee and resume her research on the structure and the strange figure scaling the wall. Bishop peered through her scope and soon found the figure scaling the wall once again. She zoomed in more closely and inspected the figure. Seemed to be male, tall, with strange claws which was what he seemed to be using to scale the structure.
"Is that his augment? Interesting, to say the least."
Bishop mumbled to herself. She saw the man get over the structure's wall, and he vanished from view. Bishop made a mental note of the man, she was near ready to make her report to her father on the ground level, who would be inspecting the inner wall as soon as he received Bishop's report on the structures weak points. She turned her gaze to the upper level of the inner structure and saw yet another surprise. What appeared to be a young woman. Bishop had only had a moment's glance at the woman before she climbed into what appeared to be an air-duct.
Bishop was astounded by the amount of people infiltrating the compound, but she quickly finished up her recon and began to relay information to her father.

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Rook was waiting near the base of the compound waiting for a report from his daughter. His communications unit in his pocket gave a quick buzz, which let him know that the info had come in. He quickly reviewed the information and smirked a little bit upon seeing the bit about the other two figures Bishop had seen infiltrating the base.
"Guess we aren't the only ones storming the castle."
He mumbled to himself. He put his comm unit away and took his shotgun from its holster on his back. he made sure to hook up the weapon to the small sound generator he kept on his belt and began making his way towards the small hole in the structure's defenses that Bishop had pointed out to him, stifling any sound he may have made using his sound based augment. He arrived at the spot Bishop had pointed out to him, a minor oversight entry point, security guards not checking the undersides of vehicles. He made his way a small distance from the compound and waited in hiding for a brief time until a shipment vehicle drove by. He lept at the truck as it passed and grabbed onto a bar on the back, holding on tightly. The truck began to slow down as it approached the compound, so he quickly dropped down and scurried underneath, grabbing onto the trucks underside. The truck arrived at the checkpoint and Rook overheard the driver conversing with one of the guards while another checked the back door of the truck. The guards finished their inspection and the truck resumed it's way into the compound. Rook continued to hold on for a brief while longer. Eventually he got to a point where there were shadows on all sides and he released his grip on the truck and hit the ground lightly, stifling the sound of his landing with his augment. As the truck drove off he quickly glanced to all sides making sure he wasn't in view of anyone and quickly and silently made his way to a safe point Bishop had located to wait for her.
"Maybe I should just start leaving the infiltrating to Bishop from now on, Im getting too old for this."
Rook said, making sure to confine his voice to a small bubble so that nothing would be able to pick up his voice.

The last time she spoke to her adoptive father Alan, a former Athelian military man, Midori was aboard a ship orbiting a massive space station and still undergoing training. She was now on Porthos on her own for the first time since she had completed her combat training. Moving through the streets of Porthos alone. Towards the end of the day she was suddenly accosted by a shadowy figure of a man with a knife in his hands. The shadowy man rushed at her. As soon as he was close enough she punched him in the chest with her strength augments activated. While his body fell she followed him down with another punch to the face. She climbed off the body of the man who had tried to rob her.
"Fucking gross I hate this planet", thought Midori. she gazed down at his caved in chest, broken face and smirked at his ruined corpse. Her strength augment had made the would be robber a ruin of meat and she reveled in the kill. "Now its time for me to head towards the distribution center" Midori thought as she hauled the corpse into a dumpster in a back alley. After cleaning the gore off her hands and face Midori moved towards the edge of the settlement. She began jogging in the direction she was told by her father Alan. She looked up and noticed that it was becoming darker and there was a lot of ground to cover.

Nillian did another pass over the distribution center. As best she could figure, this place was a warehouse for a handful of wealthy denizens. The kind of folk that donate once a year and never think about you again. That made what she was planning so much sweeter. This altitude made it very hard to see, but a few bounces could give her a lot of... good news. She hoped. It sounded like someone else was intruding too, and that meant an entrance if she played her cards right. She dove quickly and hid on a rooftop. From this distance, she could see the... man? To be truthful, she'd never seen anything quite like him- Some sort of dragon came to mind, but she wasn't exactly well-versed in the races of the galaxy. It didn't really matter. He did seem to be a bit too... comfortable to be hacking the door. That said, she could wait. Pulling out he pistol, she kept watch for threats other threats while staying out of sight of the drake-man-person.

She took a moment to collect her thoughts and prioritize:
1) Money. Money buys food, ammo, and maybe a new shield generator... if the cats here were fat enough.
2) New tech. She would nab anything she could get her hands on, as long as that thing didn't involve dying to get.
3) Information. You can sell it for money.
4) Anything else of use, that she could fly away with. Nothing too heavy, she didn't have much else for escape options.

"Jeez Metty this is taking too long, I'm going to go do some recon." Telos was getting tired of waiting for his companion to finish her hack job, his impatience getting the best of him. "Fine, but don't go getting yourself in trouble!" Me'Tul said, knowing full well that Telos was going to get himself in trouble. It always goes this way, but he always finds a way to make it out in one piece. The blue creature gave up trying to stop him long ago.

Telos, making his way through the compound took in his surroundings while trying to stay out of sight. The place was very utilitarian in design, few windows dotted the outside of the massive building. Telos thought to himself how dull it must be to work here, and thanked his luck that he was spared the fate of having to work a boring job.

In his doldrum of thought he failed to notice that there was a woman with long red hair pointing a blaster rifle at him. Until it was too late for him to do anything about it that is. When Telos finally noticed, he put his arms to the air in a gesture of surrender, figuring his best shot at survival at this point would be to talk his way out of the situation.

"So, come here often?"

The distribution center was now in sight. Midori slung her blaster rifle on her back. Took a breath and reached onto her belt for her water canister. The liquid filled her with determination and helped her have a clear mind. Midori replaced the water canister and with hunter eyes began scanning the distribution center. "Those are some odd marks on the walls" Midori thought as she made her approach on the facility. As she approached the building there was a gut-wrenching feeling that something was about to go wrong. She shouldered the rifle when she noticed that she wasn't alone.

"So, come here often?" said the strange dragon like man. Midori ignored him and checked him for weapons with her eyes. "Who are you, and why are you here?"

"Right to the point, I see." Telos quipped at the short red head. My name, since you asked, is Telos and as for why I'm here, well, I'm looking for some information, lets leave it at that for now.

In his peripheral vision, Telos noticed a Grylin guard atop one of the massive walls staring at the pair of humanoids, barking something Telos couldn't hear into a radio. Telos assumed the worst, that he was alerting the security HQ.

I'd ask for your name as well, but I have a sinking feeling we might not have time for such formalities. The red headed woman looked confused, but as if on queue, blindingly bright searchlights converged on the duo's position, and the harsh voice of a Grylin security commander barked orders at his subordinates over an intercom.

Well, it looks like we've gotten ourselves into quite the predicament. I have an escape plan but I'm going to need your help. How does a temporary alliance sound?

Just then, a squad of 10 Grylin security guards encircled the duo.

Nillian sometimes... has the good-person itch. She'd been listening in on the dragon-thing when the sirens went off and, with the spotlights fixated on him and another. Feeling a small amount of personal responsibility, she belted out, "Flash out!" and tossed it right above the dragon's head. All going well, they wouldn't look up. She vaulted the roof and pressed her back to the ground-level wall, stealthing while checking the door.

The vent Carina was crawling in was very dusty from disuse. Once the technology for smaller and easier ventilation came about, every major facility switched to it. Most facilities stripped out the old ventilation after they installed the more compact technology. Lucky for Carina, this was not the case for this facility. Since the ventilation system was archaic, she didn't think about there being security in the vents. That was, until she heard loud sirens.

"What the-" she began to say. But she stopped herself as she came up at a vent grate that she could look through. The room that she was looking into happened to be the security room. There was a wall of old tube monitors displaying different camera angles of the facility. On a few of the screens the pictures were focused on different angles of the same two people, a red-haired girl and what looked like a reptilian/human hybrid. A botched genetics experiment perhaps? Carina thought as she examined the two on the screen.

Damnit! DAMNIT DAMNIT DAMNIT! Carina had to refrain from shouting anything, as there was a guard just beneath her, in a seat, examining the monitors and every so often speaking softly into a wrist communicator. I don't know who those fools are. But they have put security on high alert here. This is going to make my job more difficult, if not impossible. Jett has probably already left the facility as soon as the sirens went off. She clenched her fist as her anger broiled within her. She realized that she was exuding a massive amount of heat throughout her body, which was in turn turning the air ducts around her a bright orange. She quickly calmed herself and absorbed back all of the energy she had dispersed and then some, causing some frost to cling to the once hot metal. She looked back at the monitors and noticed in the same feed of the intruders, that there was a ship port behind them. And in one of the live feeds of the intruders, she could see a vaguely familiar shape entering a corporate type-two Seraph craft with a Phoenix logo on it behind them. THAT'S HIM!

She turned around in the vent, and this time let her anger broil out as she released her energy into her feet causing jets of flames to burst from them, which sent her like a rocket back the way she came and out of the vent. She shot out of the 7-shaped vent which was curved downwards a bit, and forced her hard on the roof. She ducked and rolled expertly out of the impact and retrieved her hoverboard from her shard. And began to fly towards the chaos. Unfortunately, by the time she was above the intruders, the craft had already flew in the opposite direction at full planetary speed, and was merely a speck in the distance. Furious, Carina dropped like a comet from her hover board yelling, "YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!" She landed five feet in front of the two intruders in a small fiery explosion. Her flames subsided, for the most part. All of her form was visible to everyone who was watching, but her hair was still ablaze. She cocked her head behind herself and gave a gaze of death with her dual colored eyes to the two who ruined her shot at revenge.

"I don't know which one if you it was that got caught. So, I think I'll just kill both of you to save me from the trouble of figuring it out" Carina said with an insane smirk on her face as she activated her pink deuterium plasma blade.

Rook and Bishop had just managed to meet up after they both successfully got into the facility when alarms started blaring. Rook gave Bishop a look and nodded his head in the direction that the commotion was coming from. Bishop stepped slightly out of the cover the two had found, crouched and peered through the scope of her rifle.
"A group of guards, about 10. They have surrounded a group of three people. Two of them are from my report pre-infiltration. One unfamiliar. The three do not appear to be in alignment. Whats our next move?"
Rook thought for a moment before he spoke. He had used his augment to make sure their words were heard by none but the two.

"Well it seems we have two options. We could either use this as an opportunity to make our infiltration and complete our job. Or we could stay here and observe the situation and if necessary, make ourselves known."
Bishop looked over to her father.

"I would suggest getting the data we were commissioned to retrieve. Their fight is none of our business." Bishop said as she returned her gaze to the group ahead of them. "It is the whole reason for our presence here."
Rook nodded in agreement.

"Thats probably a wise idea. Lets get moving, but don't get complacent just because there is a larger threat for them to be worried about. I'm sure they have more than enough troops to give us some notice as well."
Bishop nodded and the two of them checked their path and made their way in the opposite direction of the intruders who had been surrounded by guards.

"Shit..." Thought Midori as the searchlights blinded her. While she was adjusting her eyes to the blinding light guards had encircled them. A grenade of some kind sailed through the air, exploded in another blinding display and emitted a high pitch sound. It exploded somewhere above Telos and bought them some time. "Alright Telos a temporary alliance" she shouted through the chaos.

"Glad to have you on the team, miss. And you, angry looking lady, I think we have a bigger problem on our hands at the moment! Maybe we can talk this out afterward? Now, lets get this going." Telos turns his attention to the ten grylin who oppose him and his new comrade. "Look, I'm going to give you guys one chance to get out of here, I don't want anyone to get hurt."

The guards laughed, and one of them charged at the the angry looking black haired girl, in an attempt to catch her off guard while her attention was on Telos and Midori.

Telos sighed. "I guess it has to be this way then, huh?"

Telos jumps into the air, using his wings to help re-position himself outside of the circle of guards. (Flight check, natural roll = 12, Flight bonus = 3, total = 15, check passed). "Begone!" Telos unleashes his breath weapon, targeting 6 of the ten guards. (To hit check CHA bonus = 2, Natural roll = 3 total = 5, check failed. [half damage due to collateral nature of conic attacks] half 2 d8 damage = 4 damage + status effect: 3 reduced armor class for the 6 affected.)

"Well that didn't go exactly as planned, but they're softened up! Give em' hell ladies."

Carina's rage was so focused on the two who sullied her shot at revenge that she did not notice until the last moment that a guard had charged her with a stun baton. She dodged in a roll to the right, fast enough to dodge the impact. However, the baton whirred close enough past her body that a tendril of electricity arced off the baton and zapped her on the square of her back.

"FUCK!", Carina cursed at the stinging pain of the electrical contact.

She had rolled back to her feet and reactivated her plasma sword, as it had been deactivated after she let go of the thumb trigger safety. Many modders in the beam weapon community have bypassed the safety measure put in place by most manufacturers. But for Carina, personal safety was the most important part in assuring her vengeance came to fruition. So while modders worked hard to remove the safety measures from plasma swords, Carina added safety measures to the deuterium plasma sword she created from scratch. Even though her augment keeps her safe from most temperatures, even she could not handle dirct contact with the 100 million °C temperature that was contained just beneath a thin invisible energy force field containing the raw power of the plasma.

She pointed the tip of her pink energy blade at the guard that had attacked her
"In a rush to die, are you? I suppose I can kill all of you first.", Carina growled.

Using lithe, calculated movements she was behind the guard that attacked her within three seconds.

Carina slashed horizontally at the midsection of the guard with her plasma blade. (Hit check INT bonus on energy melee weapons = 4 Natural roll = 10 Bonus to Energy hit rolls = 2 Total = 16 check succeeded. 1d8 Damage roll = 8 Enemy defeated)

Carina's pink plasma blade slid through the midsection of the enemy like he was made of butter. The guard screamed only momentarily before he passed out from shock. The guard's torso fell from his legs; he lay dead in two pieces. Smoke rose from the lacerations where the plasma had made contact with the guard. The smell of burnt flesh was in the air.

Carina breathed the scent in deeply and smiled a wicked smile. She chuckled at the dead body she now stood over. Then she turned her death stare at the direction of the other guards. "You're next.", She pointed her blade at the direction of the other guards.

Midori watched the angry chick slice a guard into meat muppets. "Oh Shit" Midori thought. "I had better help with the guards" Midori took aim at a guard and fired. (Hit check Dex = natural roll 2 + 2 DEX bonus = 4 check failed.) The energy shot from the gun and flew past the guard and buried itself in the door. Missing the target "Daaammmn"

The door was still locked. She cursed under her breath and flew back up to the roof, watching the fighting progress. It was a little difficult to tell what was going on due to the chaos of battle. She sighed and took her hold-out pistol. She had a feeling someone fighting the guard could get the damn door open. Then she could maybe eat something warm. She shoots her weapon [Natural roll 15+3=18], hitting one of the frezer-burned targets. The poor man fell, probably in agony. [1d6 for 4, guard previously wounded. Dead.] She hid behind some cover before anyone could see where the bullet came from.

8 guards remain. 5 injured.

The guards attack, splitting up into groups of two to combat the 4-person alliance.

[From now on, I'll be keeping the NPC rolls under the hood, so you won't be able to decipher the enemy modifiers. PM me if this is an issue.]

[Normally I'll have large groups of enemies roll for characters based on who attacked them first, in order of posting, unless someone does something to gain agro or another special circumstance.]

A pair of guards lash out with their stun batons, which were deftly dodged by Telos.

Another group of guards target Carina, in an attempt to avenge their fallen comrade. They fired off one blaster shot each, both being deflected with ease.

A third pair of guards leap onto Midori, who was able to swiftly dodge one of the attacks, but was nicked on the arm by the other's stun baton for 1 damage. [9/10 health remaining]

The fourth and final group, managing to pin down the location of Nillian, fired off two shots in her direction, both just barely missing her head and forearm respectively.

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Telos, in hopes to redeem himself for his poor showing on his own signature attack decided to keep it relatively simple this time around. Once on the ground from his earlier leap, and dodging two attacks from the guards, he lashed out with his scimitar, again completely missing his mark [natural 6 + 2 str mod = 8 total, hit check failed].

"Damn, what does it take to land a good hit these days?" He readied himself for a counter attack.

The guards paired off and ran in different directions except for two who stayed in the same place and fired two shots at Carina with their blasters. Carina used her plasma sword to deflect them with ease.

"The others ran to fight someone else, they were smart. You both, however, shall share the same fate as your friend lying in a burnt pile over there.", Carina condescended.

Carina raised her hand pointing the palm of it in the direction of the air above the guard on the left. Carina's hair turned from a glowing orange to a frosted white color. The space above the guard suddenly lost a lot of energy; it instantly became 20 degrees below freezing temperature. Water molecules from the humidity in the air collected and froze into a long slender icicle the length of two guard bodies and the width of a guard's arm tapering off to a sharp icicle point. (Augment ability-Icicle Spear: natural hit roll = 14 INT mod = +4 Total hit roll = 18 hit successful Natural damage roll = 4 Damage INT mod = +4 Total damage = 8 guard defeated.)

The water in the air quickly assembled into a large sharp icicle ten feet above the guard on the left's head. As soon as the icicle was formed, it fell upon the guard and speared him through the crown of his head and out the middle of the torso and drove into the ground leaving a upright guard kebab. The blood that tried to escape the puncture wounds quickly froze to the icicle leaving streaks of dark red visible on the icicle.

The guard on the right caught a glimpse of the guard kebab but snapped his focus back on the frosted white haired girl who was running at him at full speed.