Plaxica watches from outside of the door as Warning is cleaning up the mess and then decides to wait for him.

ooc-there is no SMG ammo Thalali, it does more damage than a pistol, but it only has one clip. 20 single shots, or 4 bursts. Burst do MUCH more damage, but take up 5 bullets. If not careful, without gun repair, reloading could take a whole action. Single shot does less damage but is more accurate. I will allow you to have it though.

[ 01-27-2004, 09:03 PM: Message edited by: Dalamar Stormcrow ]

David emerges from his tank, for reasons unknown.
He grabs the last pack in the preparation room. He climbs his way out of the shaft, curious to see what is up there. David looks around the room and sees Wes and Sydney cleaning the gibbed floor with wet rags."Not another one!" the innkeeper groaned."I don't need anymore people cleaning up.(Charisma check:failed)I'll just take your ammo for your payment." Plaxica and David sit on the other side of the inn, watching the two clean the blood stained crater. The rest of the day passes by with Warning and Sydney clean the floor. "I hate this town, what town is this anyway?" asked Warning "This is the town of Llast. Not too friendly, might want to carry a gun, if you got one."

ooc: are you saying I can have the smg ammo?? I really couldn't tell from your post. [img]tongue.gif[/img]

IC: David sat down next to Plaxica, and rummaged through his little pack putting things in their own little section for easy accessability.

Sydney growled in acknowledgement, pausing from her task for a moment to wipe her forehead with the back of her arm. As she set back to scrubbing she whispered under her breath with a highly exasperated tone. <font color=darkgray>"This is just turning out to be a great day..."</font>

ooc-Thalali, i implanted a reason WHY you couldnt have the ammo, because the innkeeper took it. I didn't put in the ammo because the SMG is more powerful than a pistol, a qoute from the equipment "SMG(there is a clip in the SMG, no more!) And on another note, there will be other characters controlled by me.

ic- The group sets off into the town, trying to find a better inn. They do. The Razor Blade, or thats what the stolen billboard ad seems to say.
Walking in, they see a man with a cow, or it looks like a cow. "Gimme some food, water and some spiked knuckles" bursted Wes. "huh, what do you think this is, Salvati......Salva...Sal...Dou you think we're giving stuff away?!?!? Sydney grabs a item out of Warnings pack and waves it at the bartender( Agility check: succeeds, rolls a 5) the bartender tries to grab the package but fails. "Woah! They dont make quality stuff like this anymore!" Warning tells him to throw in 100 more scrips.(Charisma check:succeeds rolls a 6) "Sure, sure, I just need to get my hand on that stuff..PLEASE" The bartender pleaded. The bartender puts 100 scrips on the table and the food, a two canteens of water, and spiked knuckles. Warning looks at Sydeney, and smacks her playfully on her shoulder with his burly arm "Good move" Warning complimented as he wink with his badly scarred eye.

[ 01-28-2004, 08:22 AM: Message edited by: Dalamar Stormcrow ]

Plaxica sits down and starts eating and drinking.

[ 01-28-2004, 12:10 PM: Message edited by: dplax ]

Sydney staggered a step to the side with Wes's congratulatory thwack. She rubbed at the shoulder for a second, as if brushing something off, and nodded at her comrade with a sideways smirk. <font color=darkgray>"Yeah, thanks."</font> She returned the wink, squinting her biological green eye closed and focusing on him with her implanted black one. She then took a small share of the newly acquired food, leaned against the table, and began nibbling at her ration contemplatively.

David took a small portion of the food and water. He ate a small bit, took a sip of the water, and put the rest in his pack.

"Eh, you guys, you look able-bodied...You want a job? 250 scrips. You in?" A man looks at the group, and is wearing a suit thrown together with metal plates. The devilish man looks like a calamity bringer. David smirks(charisma check:succeeds, rolls a 5). "What the hell are we dealing with? Satan, you?" David challenged the small, wirey man, raises his machete to David's neck. "Believe me, you don't want to deal with me, now to what you're little chore is, if you wanna do it. I need one of these able bodied men (points to Plaxica, Warning, and David) to fight in a tourny for me. One of 'em is bound to be strong or agile enough. Oh, and you can enter too sweet-cheeks(winks at Sydney, and cat-calls)"(50/50 chance)Sydney chooses to ignore him, and look towards somewhere else.

[ 01-29-2004, 09:08 AM: Message edited by: Dalamar Stormcrow ]