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Post by Mirumoto Nanashi on Apr 24, 2018 3:13:41 GMT 10
“You pick the weirdest places to write letters.” Investigation: 5d10r1o10k3 22
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Post by M'thack-kir on Apr 24, 2018 7:13:21 GMT 10
There were no clues or anything left behind. The rats at that section of the tunnel seem to have gotten the message of their kin's death and are scurrying with haste in one direction, down the corridor in the direction of the two strangers' retreat.
After a few minutes of walking, the pair find a crossroads, as another corridor intersects, perpendicular to this one. The rats are all taking the left path. There is a larger manhole at this crossroads to return to street level than tiny ones spotted earlier. There is also stronger signal, and Nanashi's collar informs him Kiba is a block away from his current position, idling.
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Post by Mirumoto Nanashi on Apr 24, 2018 7:48:33 GMT 10
“I say we go this way.” Nanashi says while pointing down the right lane. “I’m sick of these place. I really need a bath.”
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Post by Shinwa on Apr 24, 2018 8:53:43 GMT 10
"Of course. We shall test the manhole."
Very slowly, very very carefully, Shinwa reaches up to test the manhole...to see if it's unlocked, and to see if anyone is on the outside of it.
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Post by M'thack-kir on Apr 24, 2018 10:57:25 GMT 10
Bigger manholes like this tend to uniformly have a simpler unlocking twist rather than a full mechanism, and so are able to be released from below as well as above. This is one such manhole.
Nobody in view above or nearby. Looks like a rundown public courtyard.
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Post by Mirumoto Nanashi on Apr 24, 2018 11:26:18 GMT 10
Nanashi follows Shinwa out of the sewers and helps him return the plate as quietly at possible. “Fresh air.” He says with a deep inhale. “Fresh-ish.”
Nanashi leads the path up the block toward his bike. “We should head someplace and wait for our ride. I could really use a cleansing and fried bun.”
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Post by Shinwa on Apr 24, 2018 13:19:34 GMT 10
"Me too. But I want at least a couple of hours behind us before we stop, so you and Kiba pick a direction and let's go and hope for the best." Keeping an eye out for any around them, he follows Nanashi to his motorcycle.
OOC: Assuming that we make it to the bike and get away(maybe a big ask), I'm interested in getting towards any large flat spaces we could find. This could be lakes, seashores, or plains or large open parks, if possible on this planet, or, if not, the rooftops of large warehouse buildings might be handy.
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Post by M'thack-kir on Apr 24, 2018 13:58:39 GMT 10
Kiba is waiting patiently in the shadow of an alleyway.
A Scorpion Magistrate is standing in front of it, back to Nanashi and Shinwa, as he writes a report in a datapad.
(Stealth, and/or investigation or other rolls, go for it~)
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Post by Shinwa on Apr 24, 2018 21:56:19 GMT 10
"If they don't move in a minute or two, send it on a drive, Nanashi-sama. We'll meet it a few blocks over." Shinwa whispers, pointing the other direction. "We can wait." (Stealth (untrained)=17 to stealth, but only stealthing to hang back away from the magistrate, not to approach.)
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Post by Mirumoto Nanashi on Apr 25, 2018 0:39:04 GMT 10
Nanashi nods in agreement but stares at the magistrate. Trying to see if he is doing anything to his precious Investigation: 5d10r1o10k3 33But he will eventually follow Shinwa and send Kiba the needed instructions. Stealth - to follow Shinwa (untrained): 3d10o10k3 18
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Post by M'thack-kir on Apr 25, 2018 9:53:05 GMT 10
The Ronin and the Dragon try to make themselves as visually non-existent as possible, while the magistrate continues writing into his datapad, not touching the vehicle at all.
After about two more minutes of this, the datapad beeps, spits out a printout, and the magistrate slaps the adhesive paper onto the display screen of Kiba. He then walks away, off to find more illegally parked vehicles.
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Post by Mirumoto Nanashi on Apr 25, 2018 10:44:10 GMT 10
Nanashi’s knuckles turn white as he grips the hilts of his pistols. Nanashi waits till the magistrate is well and truely gone before striding over and ripping the ticket off the bike. He takes a moment to examine the ticket, specifically to see what name is written on the ticket.
“I, officially, hate this planet.” Nanashi says with no tone in his voice.
He tucks the ticket into his pocket and climbs on.
“Get on. Let’s go.” Nanashi pulls up a map and heads for the nearest large body of water.
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Post by Shinwa on Apr 25, 2018 11:05:47 GMT 10
Shinwa chuckles softly, much amused, and puts on his helmet as he climbs in place behind Nanashi on the bike, saying nothing as Nanashi drives into the neon-lit dusk.
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Post by M'thack-kir on Apr 25, 2018 19:12:33 GMT 10
(Sorry to interrupt, but the ticket won't come off the display screen. When Nanashi tries, he needs to make a Willpower roll, TN15. Failure will result in an electric shock dealing 1 damage, bypassing armour reduction. Pesky Yogo shugenja have been assigned to meter duty on this planet.)
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Post by Mirumoto Nanashi on Apr 25, 2018 23:31:07 GMT 10
Nanashis fingers tingle uncomfortably as he unceremoniously rips the ticket off the bike. Willpower - TN 15: 2d10o10k2 38Nanashi kicks Kiba into growling life. “I. Hate. This. Planet.”
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