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Luqzt keeps her talons low.. it's not easy for a desz to look casual. But she quietly charges up ready to stun people if needed

Re: Battalion IC thread by VillainVillain, 23 Apr 2019 15:37

Kree lowers the candlestick she had been brandishing, waiting to see how Grag handles this.

Re: Battalion IC thread by IriahIriah, 23 Apr 2019 04:55

I'm still not 100% sure on how we call things here but I guess this is maybe a use of the Social Talent?

Re: Battalion OOC thread by AlbionestAlbionest, 22 Apr 2019 20:18

"Whoa whoa whoa!" Grag waves his hands. "Maybe we could all lower our guns and talk so we can walk away from this without extra holes?"

Re: Battalion IC thread by AlbionestAlbionest, 22 Apr 2019 20:17

Maryse shepherds her team onto the platform. She seems to be letting Arling and Kree take the lead on this one.

The elevator starts slowly at first, gradually picking up speed. The first few levels are as dark and dusty as the topmost floor, the team’s wandering flashlights revealing mostly bare shelves with the odd large box lodged in corners. The air gets colder, but the smell of decay fades.

“This will all need to be catalogued,” Maryse muses. “If the barman did indeed own this complex, he likely didn’t declare it: the licensing costs for this many Conglomerate-era relics would be ridiculous. His ownership could be disputed.”

“It probably defaults to the Legion,” says Hart.

“No,” Rolvem interjects, “I believe the Base is property of the Colonial Council unless otherwise agreed. One of the concessions made in the Ucelsian Civil War.”

“But the Base is explicitly made up of surface-accessible zones documented during initial colonisation,” says Maryse. “It’s not clear-cut. We’re not that far below the surface but if this place isn’t documented, well, it’s technically—”

She stops, signalling for quiet. This floor’s lights are working, and appears much larger than the others. It’s full of dozens of tall, upright boxes of wildly varying sizes, uncomfortably similar to coffins. And most notably a voice can be heard ranting and raving, apparently unaware that the lift is nearby.

It’s Frank. He’s holding a small snub-nosed revolver in a trembling hand. In the other he holds Bill’s severed prosthetic arm. He’s shouting at someone in the shadows, demanding that they stop playing dumb.

As the lift draws to a complete halt, the party can see that Frank is shouting at a serving mech, its stick-figure arms hanging at its sides. It doesn’t appear to be switched on.

Frank suddenly swings the revolver around towards the lift as it locks itself in place, prompting Maryse’s team to point their own weapons at him in response.

“The mech did it!” He screams. “The mech!”

Re: Battalion IC thread by EdcrabEdcrab, 21 Apr 2019 19:26

"Their descendants naturalised," says Kree. "Lured by," she eyes her male companions respectively, "fast cars and rock music."

Re: Battalion IC thread by IriahIriah, 19 Apr 2019 13:51

"It beats me," says Luqzt, making sure she's on the lift part of the floor "i reckon the electrics in this place are only couple 100 years old. If this was a cong safehouse.. who renovated it? why leave all this stuff to fall apart?"

Re: Battalion IC thread by VillainVillain, 19 Apr 2019 12:12

"If they were war spoils," Kree says thoughfully, "they wouldn't have saved the MREs. If they were collectors, they'd have taken better care of their hoard. If we eliminate that, what does it leave us? Secret conglomerate safehouse, right under the enemy's nose?"

On her way to the elevator, Kree takes a weighted candlestick or baton of some kind and waves it around, checking the balance. "Too soft for combat, but the style points alone are through the roof …"

She finishes her mosey and inspects the control panel. She looks back to the others and shrugs. "Arling's right. We need to go further in before that mech digs itself out. And maybe there'll be answers down below." She hits the down-est looking button the control pad.

Re: Battalion IC thread by IriahIriah, 18 Apr 2019 13:18

Luqzt is no expert but the fixtures in the storeroom are most definitely under 600 years old. Ucelsia is a palimpsest of technologies and cultures but if she had to hazard a guess, Luqzt would estimate the place was set up a couple of centuries ago. The elevator console must have required maintenance to stay operational, so it’s odd that the warehouse’s contents were left to rot around it.

Grag has no signal, and surprisingly he hadn’t thought to download petabytes of publicly accessible schematics for Ucelsia beforehand.

Re: Battalion IC thread by EdcrabEdcrab, 17 Apr 2019 17:17

Grag examines his communicator, although he's not expecting to have a signal. "So what is every floor like this? And by like this I mean packed with gold. Because wow. That'd be a lot of gold."

"Maybe we should go check it out. We need to find an exit either way right?"

Re: Battalion IC thread by AlbionestAlbionest, 14 Apr 2019 16:03

"Does anyone have a net connection down here? We could try and look it up"

"It can't be a conglomerate building right? we never invited them to come here! hell we went to war with them before we invited anyone to come to Ucelsia…" Luqzt tries to see if she can pick up the tech level of the electrics around her "Someone's secret stash of war trophies? Maybe Bill or the guy before him was a biiig collector"

Re: Battalion IC thread by VillainVillain, 13 Apr 2019 14:10

"Oh, totally, cancellations," says Kree, surreptitiously vanishing the ornament into a back pocket. "I heard - hold up a minute." She kicks a rotten section of crate and watches the gold spill out. "Is that what I think it is?"

It's not a very convincing performance, but hopefully no-one saw her palm the first trinket.

"It's not much of a hill, gentlemen," she says, "But them thar's gold. Just what in the hell is this place?"

Re: Battalion IC thread by IriahIriah, 13 Apr 2019 11:39

The weight of the ornament surprises Kree. On closer inspection the "brass" is gold. Dirty, scuffed, dusty gold. Candlesticks, statuettes, picture frames: and even considering the severe depreciation of gold over the years, there must be a small fortune arrayed on the shelves.

The labels date the ration packs to the start of the First Colonial War. Inedible and probably rotten, vacuum-seals or no, but 600-year-old pre-war relics are no doubt of great interest to collectors. This floor, and perhaps the entire complex, is dedicated to the produce of the Ploror Conglomerate.

Re: Battalion IC thread by EdcrabEdcrab, 11 Apr 2019 19:05

Grag beams. "Oh you know how it is with last-minute cancellations. Burda tried to eat his drumkit again."

Wait, Hellstone and Brimfire? Do I know that one? … .. Am I that Grag?

Re: Battalion IC thread by AlbionestAlbionest, 11 Apr 2019 12:16

Kree's eyes widen. "Oh. Oh. You're that Grag? How are you here?! I thought you were touring Ascorvia for Hellstone and Brimfire!"

"I'm, I'm Kree," she says. "Ailith Kree."

Re: Battalion IC thread by IriahIriah, 11 Apr 2019 06:20

"Rab-ah.. excuse me, Arling Despana. Can't say I've heard of you, but this isn't my territory."

Re: Battalion IC thread by Slinger RingoSlinger Ringo, 10 Apr 2019 21:44

"The tall lady is in charge of the suits with the visors… some sort of insurance team meant to pick up Bill's body. The rest of us? Wrong place at the wrong time."

"I'm Grag Ramhek by the way. You've maybe heard of me." He sounds madly hopeful.

Re: Battalion IC thread by AlbionestAlbionest, 10 Apr 2019 19:30

"I lied about being a doctor, destroyed the bar but probably not the killborg, and we all got out safely."

Arling stows his rifle, and nods to Luqzt.

"Ta Daa? I feel we should keep moving. Is anybody in charge of this group?"

Re: Battalion IC thread by Slinger RingoSlinger Ringo, 10 Apr 2019 11:25

"Is it Bills though? I mean did he know this place was here when he bought the bar or what. Some of this looks really old"

Luqzt pulls away old plastiboard and reveals the elevator's buttons. "We can go down if we need to, i think there's still power in this. Maybe Frank went to a lower level and sent the lift back up.."

She stops herself "Also can we talk about what the fuck just happened up there for a second?"

Re: Battalion IC thread by VillainVillain, 10 Apr 2019 09:42

Kree idly rummages through the containers, flipping lids and pawing through the junk, certain that a secret passage should lead to a vault full of loot more outre than crackers and nutrient paste.

She looks down through the grille - perhaps the good stuff is belowdecks.

"It strike anyone as weird that Bill had a secret passage to … what is this, some kind of survival bunker? That's bigger than the actual bar?"

"And I guess it means whoever killed him did it before he had time to escape here." She takes out a brass ornament and juggles it from hand to hand. Pretty, but what is it?

Re: Battalion IC thread by IriahIriah, 09 Apr 2019 21:02
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