Qob: Tranquility 6/3/12 - 6/17/12

[Joe Manning 0]

Joe Manning -> BEGIN SIM

Pher -> :: With Argoyl ::

Shane -> ::following along towards the back of the group, stomping along with his arm whirring and hissing::

Joe Manning -> Argyle> ::Exits one of the asteroid's tunnels into a wide open crowded common area, Promenade Two::

STSF_Nickles -> :: following Argyle still unsure about trusting him to far::

Joe Manning -> Argyle> Now ... ::Rubs the back of his neck as he walks:: There's a bit of a complication here.

Shane -> ::walking with his face expressionless, staring hard at the back of Argyle's head::

STSF_Nickles -> Whats that?

Pher -> :: Hesitates a bit, glancing at Argoyl, but if he's willing to associate with them in public, this isn't the place to debate it. ::

Joe Manning -> Argyle> I have a bit of an ... arrangement ... with the people who run this clinic. It wouldn't be the greatest thing on Andus if they knew I was involved in what you're about to do.

Pher -> Ane we're about to do what?

Shane -> ::grumbles under his breathe::Of course...

STSF_Nickles -> ::nods at Phers question::

Joe Manning -> Argyle> Enter the clinic's basement. ::Looks at Pher with a little bit of a disgusted look::

William Chocox -> ::walking with the group::

Byblos -> ::looks at Shane briefly then returns his gaze to this "Argyle" being::

STSF_Nickles -> Is that where Joe is?

Joe Manning -> Argyle> Mind you, they're not going to let you do so easily. And the more easily you do so, the easier it is for me and anyone working for me.

Joe Manning -> Argyle> Absolutely.

Shane -> What does this clinic "deal" in?

STSF_Nickles -> Anf how do you propose we do it "easily".

Joe Manning -> Argyle> ::Glances over his shoulder in Shane's direction:: ... medicine. Officially. Unofficially, black market body parts, for people who can't afford Xorax prices.

Troy Parson -> What a charming place.

Shane -> ::scowls and spits at what Argyle says::

Byblos -> ::does not know Argyle...does not trust Argyle but Pher is with him...he trusts her..so the Nausicaan surmises Pher knows what she is doing ::

Joe Manning -> Argyle> Well, that's going to be up to you, I'm afraid. Not much I can do without letting my involvement slip into this.

Pher -> Can you give a few hints on the security?

Joe Manning -> Argyle> ::Weaves through the crowd until they reach a bunched together row of storefronts across from a large food court::

STSF_Nickles -> I guess I could go in looking for job here

Joe Manning -> Argyle> Some automated security in the basement, I know that. If an alarm's triggered, they'd open fire on anyone moving around down there.

Byblos -> Heard about something like this on Tranquility...::mutters to Shane :: These dudes get a lot of latinum for what they provide..could be ...messy with bad guys in there.

Joe Manning -> Argyle> Of course, an alarm wouldn't be triggered if any of the clinic staff were down there.

Shane -> ::to Byblos:: No jykin' joke.

Joe Manning -> Argyle> ::Points in the direction of a glass door with a red cross sign above it::

Shane -> ::looks to the door, then back to Argyle::

Joe Manning -> Argyle> That's the place. They'll have two doctors on staff ...

Joe Manning -> Argyle> Not sure how many guards they'll have on hand in the basement at this hour.

STSF_Nickles -> Pher your call.

Pher -> You are damn sure Joe is parts? :: To Argyle ::

Byblos -> Yeah...someone in the Latinum district ran a scam...for species body parts...Guardians took them down. Word was some of the Guardians were getting paid hush money. These guys are probably connected to law enforcement on Andus given the potential ....Latinum involved.

Byblos -> Listen I hold nothing against you for that Gilmo twit.

Joe Manning -> Argyle> ::Shrugs:: Lot of people on Andus keep track of the new arrivals. The same red flags I catch wind of ... other people catch wind of them too.

Shane -> ::aside to Bybs:: Everyone is involved or payed off in this asteroid. Just a matter of who's payin' who...

Byblos -> :: said to Shane ::

Joe Manning -> Argyle> Your friend, the older one, went in first and still hasn't come back out. The younger one followed about ten minutes later. He was at the food court when the older one went in.

Pher -> Is there a basement door, or we have to wander in the front?

Joe Manning -> Argyle> Have to go through the front

Shane -> ::sighs and growls:: Well, no use in standin' around...::begins stomping to the door::

STSF_Nickles -> Pher want me to go in the front?

William Chocox -> ::to Troy:: So what are the odds Joe's still alive in there?

STSF_Nickles -> Go in looking for a job?

William Chocox -> ::notices Shane:: Shane, what are you doing?

Troy Parson -> ::shrug:: He's not really the type to die easily.

Shane -> ::over his shoulder:: Makin' an inquiry, what do think?

Byblos -> ::chuckles:: Your on camera...big guy. And you do look like you need ....well service.

William Chocox -> Kept alive by sheer force of will?

Joe Manning -> Argyle> ::Crosses his arms and looks from Shane to Pher:: That what you were talking about?

William Chocox -> ((that was to troy.))

Pher -> Yep.

Byblos -> ::looks to Pher:: Shane does look like he might need..certain services.

Troy Parson -> Suppose it's possible. Not, mind you, that I'm likely to try anytime soon.

Shane -> ::pauses at the doorway, looks at the sign above before opening the door::

Pher -> OK. Guess we're going in. Thanks. Where do we meet, Argoyl?

Pher -> :: Starts towards Shane. ::

Joe Manning -> Argyle> I'll find you. ::Flashes his teeth and backs into the crowd::

Pher -> Right...

STSF_Nickles -> ::sighs:: I have a bad feeling about this

Pher -> He's shown us his credentials. We've got to show ours.

Shane -> ::stomps into the waiting area and glances around before spotting the robot::

Joe Manning -> Stan the Robotic Receptionist> ::Twists around to face Shane as he enters::

Joe Manning -> Stan> Welcome to Gular Consortium Promenade Two Medical Clinic. Please take a seat and fill out this form. ::The form pops out of the slot on the desktop::

Pher -> Actually, we're looking for a guy named Joe.

Joe Manning -> Stan> ::As more people enter:: Welcome to Gular Consortium Promenade Two Medical Clinic. Please take a seat and fill out this form ::Several more forms pop up::

Byblos -> Listen..I best just...stay out of there...not like a bunch of people walk in all at once to some place like this... Lifeguard ::to Pher:: Swimmer wants to keep watch outside you got too many bodies here I thinks.

William Chocox -> Why should we plan Chris? We plan, we show up, all hell breaks loose. At least we now know that all hell is just going to break loose from the start.

STSF_Nickles -> :: follows Pher

William Chocox -> ::starts following::

Joe Manning -> Stan> I have four individuals named 'Joe' in my archives. Please specify.

Shane -> ::narrows his eyes and walks to the counter:: Do we make service inquires here? ::to Stan::

Pher -> He would have entered less than an hour ago.

Joe Manning -> Stan> ::Twists its head unit toward Shane:: We provide medical services. Please have a seat and fill out this form.

Joe Manning -> Stan> ::Head twists to Pher:: ... no 'Joe' has entered this facility within the last hour.

Pher -> Are you authorized to disseminate false information?

Joe Manning -> Stan> No.

STSF_Nickles -> :: steps to the side out of sight::

Shane -> ::looks aside to Pher with a raised eyebrow::

Joe Manning -> ( :D )

Pher -> Then I'd like to speak with your operator, please.

Joe Manning -> Stan> Is this an emergency?

Shane -> ::grabs a form and a pen and begins filling it out at the counter::

Pher -> Could become one.

Joe Manning -> If this is an emergency which threatens well-being, please proceed to the Consortium Medical Facility in Promenade Four, located on the other side of the visitor’s asteroid. I may summon a tram at your request.

Joe Manning -> *Stan>

Shane -> ::under his breathe to Pher:: I was gonna ask about reconstructive services...

Pher -> Uh huh. :: Looks about to see that the gang is all present ::

Troy Parson -> ::is present::

Pher -> Go ahead, Shane, but let's not take to long about it.

William Chocox -> ::is standing there::

Pher -> :: Moves to Troy ::

Joe Manning -> Stan> ::Head twists to Shane:: An appointment will need to be made for reconstruction.

Byblos -> ::Byblos....outside the clinic on a bench with the enterance in view reading the Andus Journal::

Pher -> (( QUietly )) How much security around the door inside?

STSF_Nickles -> :: standing out if sight of stan ;;pointing to a door that goes to the back:: and then to himself, for Pher too see::

Shane -> ::hands his form back to Stan:: I'm lookin' for options. Just need to know what yall can do in detail.

Joe Manning -> ACTION: A shapely, older red-headed woman appears in one of the doorways to either side of the receptionist's desk

Troy Parson -> (w) I'll let you know when I spontaneously develop x-ray vision.

STSF_Nickles -> ::steps back::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Smiles and looks around the assembly:: Wow, such a large group. I hope you aren't all ailing too much.

Pher -> (w) Appreciated.

Troy Parson -> (w) Plenty of power sources, though...:::looking down at a tuning fork::

Byblos -> (ACTION> Byblos did not go inside...he stays behind outside within view of the clinic enterance....reading a News Padd on a public bench...apparently he objected to something with the plan :: )

Pher -> Well, no, we're just looking for a friend of ours. Joe.

William Chocox -> ((What plan?))

Shane -> ::looks to the red-head and turns to her::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Looks in Pher's direction and furrows her brow a bit, as if confused:: Joe? Nobody by that name's been in our clinic lately.

Pher -> You did do your research before picking him up? You did learn he isn't alone or without contacts here?

STSF_Nickles -> Excuse me Doctor would you happen to need any help around here?

Byblos -> @::mutters:: Nuts...they probably have been eyeballed already..I cannot believe Pher went down this path....or maybe I am just getting to old.. :: looks at the REd Medical logo above the enterance to the clinic 15 meters away::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Shakes her head a bit and crosses her arms, clearly stiffening up a bit:: I'm sorry? I'm not sure what you're talking about? ::Looks around at the group::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Looks at Nickles:: We're ... always looking for new staff, yes. We could certainly use the help.

Pher -> OK. You obviously didn't do your research.

Shane -> ::sighs and leans on the counter on his real arm, frustration on his face:: I told you Ms. Pher, he ain't here. I think you're being paranoid.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Blinks a few times, a bit rapidly and looks at Pher:: I'm ... sorry, I wish I could help you. It's possible your friend was diverted by one of the shops nearby? Or the food court across the way?

Byblos -> @::looks in the classfieds:: Computer Accessories...notes a few contact numbers.

STSF_Nickles -> Hey Pher, Maybe I can work here a bit and make some earnings?

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Looking around at each person in the group in turn, somewhat quickly::

Pher -> Frankly, no. Look, you play some big stakes games. You really ought to do a bit of external security.

Pher -> Neither one of us wants trouble, but Joe is worth more to us than you, I think.

Byblos -> @:: had pondered following Argyle...but, If he was able to trump Gilmo and his muscle....he might not be one to do Detective work....

Pher -> If your memory suddenly recovers, no harm done, and but you don't get to find out where you messed up.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Gasps in slight exasperation:: A clinic with external monitoring would raise all sorts of red flags with Consortium security.

Pher -> That's the risk, I guess.

Byblos -> @::looks in Classfieds:: Hmm...they wouldn't dare.....Organ Services....::looks....::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> Just ... ::Uncrosses her arms and straightens them stiffly at her sides:: Just what lead you to believe this man is here?

Pher -> Someone who can do external security.

STSF_Nickles -> :: stays quiet and lets Pher handle it since she wouldnt go with his idea::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Narrows eyes at Pher a bit, as if reading her::

Pher -> :: Smiles :: You don't know, do you. Want to risk your operation on the call?

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> Perhaps we should discuss this somewhere more privately? In case someone enters looking for our services?

Shane -> ::just remains silent, eyebrow raised slightly::

Pher -> Certainly. :: Looks about, gestures for the others to follow ::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Turns and walks back through the doorway::

STSF_Nickles -> ::follows Pher wondering what shes up to::

Pher -> (W to whoever is near.) Cover me. Expect trouble.

William Chocox -> ::starts following Pher hand nearish his phaser::

Byblos -> @ ::mutters:: Body Harvesting....::thinks back to Tranquility and the case there recalling a Dozen Guardians were bought off by the "Hospital" before Savoy moved in ::

Troy Parson -> ::follows after Pher and William::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Walks through a short hall. Two rooms open off of it, one with a medical cot and another with a chair::

Shane -> ::lets a the others go first before following, annoyed expression on his face::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Stops at a panel at the end of the hall and reaches for it::

Pher -> :: Palms her cricket ::

STSF_Nickles -> caution..

Byblos -> @ ::sets his chrono:: He can only read the Andus times for so long...but..::checks his COMM:: Nuts..this is nuts.

Troy Parson -> ::takes out a cigarette, but doesn't light it yet::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Pushes one of the buttons on the panel. Glass doors slide into the two doorways around the receptionist's desk::

William Chocox -> ::inches his hand closer to his phaser::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Turns and looks at the group:: We can speak in private now ...

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> It is true that your friend is here.

Pher -> Very well.

Pher -> I know.

STSF_Nickles -> Take us to him then

Shane -> ::looks over his shoulder at door, then back to the doctor, brow furrowed::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Lifts her hands and rubs them together in front of her:: Which is something I'd like to be enlightened about.

Pher -> Of course you would. Unfortunately there is a saying about intelligence sources and methods.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> I am sorry, but if you wish to see your friend, I am going to have to insist that you tell me how you were informed of our 'operation'

Byblos -> @::gets up from the bench and walks over to the Drill Shop adjacent to the Medical Facility, enters and begins looking around like a customer::

Pher -> Your curiousity will have to go unsatisfied.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Lets out a tense sigh and straightens her arms again, looking around at everyone:: Then I'm sorry. Your friend will remain here.

Pher -> Wrong answer.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Glances around at the group, quickly. Though she isn't sweating::

STSF_Nickles -> Look lets just say we have delt with places like this before and leave it at that.

Shane -> ::speaks out from the back:: I've got connections with the Bossman.

Byblos -> @::notes many people shopping this place is packed:: Execuse me, ::looks down at associate..can I have a price check on this Plamsa Drill xr by Norelca?

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> Dealt with? You've done business with places like this? Business arrangements are another thing entirely, but I'd like to know who I'm working with.

Pher -> :: Pretends to be annoyed at Shane ::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Looks over at Shane::

Byblos -> @Clerk>Yes one moment..sorry..very busy today.

Byblos -> @Yeah I noticed...need to do some repairs, but needs something than can work with durelium.

Shane -> ::steps forward, his expression unreadable:: I paid to get info on replacement parts

Shane -> For obvious reasons...

Pher -> :: Lets Shane take the lead for the moment. ::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ ::alertly passes through the crowded court on promenade 2 en route to an unknown destination; fatefully timed while Byblos's attention is elsewhere::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Glances at the arm, then around at the rest of the group:: I think I may be beginning to understand.

Shane -> Then I was informed that a friend of our wandered in here to and we got ...worried.

Byblos -> @Clerk>30 bars. ::Byblos nearly drops his tusks at the price:: I need something that can work with Durelium. I know that is not cheap.

Shane -> ::waits for her response quietly::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Looks at Shane as if she understands something about what he's telling him:: ... it would be highly unusual for your friend to have not passed through processing more easily if he were connected to the Bossman.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> There are ... procedures in place for connected people.

Byblos -> @Clerk> Hmm perhaps the Drexler model you might prefer, larger handle...more power. multiple facet plasma ejection settings.

Byblos -> Hmmm..letme see that. Heh..how long is that clinic next door open too? Do they sell Pain killers for a bad back?

Pher -> We are new here. We haven't worked our way through all the (expletive) procedures.

Byblos -> @Clerk> ::Balks:: Oh that is not a pharmacy, imaging I believe they do. Uhm...a Pharmacy is 30 meters down the corridor on the left..but. You have a perscription of course...

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Looks at Pher:: I know little about his ... group on the station, but they're not known for being sloppy.

Shane -> ::mumbles to himself loudly:: Apparently I didn't pay enough...

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Turns to the panel again::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Presses a series of keys on the panel. The medical cot in one of the side rooms drops into the floor and slides into it, revealing an opening::

Pher -> That's what I'd heard as well. :: Grumble ::

Byblos -> ::looks at the Drexler model:: Of course I have a perscription. Heh...Just because I am a Nausicaan does not classfy me as a drug user.

Byblos -> @Clerk>Yes of course. 100 bars.

STSF_Nickles -> Something just dropped... ::points:: an escape route?

Byblos -> Okay....take credit?

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> You must understand, I will need to check with some contacts who are also connected with the Bossman. I do not understand why they were not put in touch with me about this.

Pher -> (( A slight shrug to Nickles ))

Byblos -> @Clerk>Depends on whose credit it is...

Pher -> Do what you feel you have to, but the less said the less trouble raised.

Shane -> ::aside to Pher:: If you had let me ask like Gilmo told me to...

STSF_Nickles -> One of us should go with the good Doctor Dont you think?

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Turns and points:: That room there, just head down the stairway

Byblos -> @::Byblos bumps into a Ferengi by accident:: Out of the way Lobes!

Pher -> :: Nods agreement to Nickles ::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Looks at Nickles:: The office is at the other end of the hall. ::Points::

William Chocox -> @Ferengi> ::stumbles:: Watch where you're going you ugly brute!

Pher -> :: Stays with the Redhead ::

Byblos -> @::thinks this over...he uses Samus' credit...that gives Samus a local...::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Looks at Shane:: ... Gilmo?

Byblos -> @Okay...okay...good luck on your bets...have a nice day...

Shane -> ::nods, cautious::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::A small nod as she passes the group to go down the hall:: I believe I understand the problem now.

STSF_Nickles -> Office?

Pher -> (( Repeats to herself, not time for recriminations yet, not time for recriminations yet... ))

William Chocox -> @Ferengi> ::walks off mumbling something about damn Nausicaans and there inability to see where they're going::

Byblos -> @::thinks might need backup..Joe sort of trusted him..and this looks bad...to him:: Okay I'll take the Drexler...

Shane -> ::gives a look at Pher and follows the doctor::

STSF_Nickles -> :: since Pher is staying with the Doctor, moves to the room where the bed dropped and goes down the stairs::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Motions into the room with the revealed bunker entrance as she passes it:: Please, just wait in the room down there. Dr. Slythe is awaiting you

Byblos -> @Here we go.....::presents Data Card::

Pher -> :: Nods and follows ::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Moves to the other end of the hall, passing another room with a bed, before turning into the office at the end::

STSF_Nickles -> :: goes down the stairs cautously::

Pher -> :: Gestures for someone to stay near the doctor ::

Troy Parson -> ::follows Carver::

Pher -> :: Proceeds with care ::

Troy Parson -> By the way...you don't happen to have any spare skulls, do you?

Troy Parson -> I'm something of a collector, see.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> Skulls? ::Glances back as she circles around the desk in the office::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Takes a seat at the computer terminal and begins tapping::

Shane -> ::waits at the top of the stairs as Pher and Chris proceed::

Pher -> :: Nods approval to Shane ::

Byblos -> @Clerk>A fine choice...and it will slice through Durelium rather well.....

STSF_Nickles -> :: stops and looks around at the bottom of the stairs::

Troy Parson -> A rather expensive hobby, though, so whenever I'm somewhere like this, I ask if they've got spares lying around.

William Chocox -> ::stays close by Pher and the others in her group::

Joe Manning -> ACTION: The stairs lead down to a doorway into a square white-walled room with a door on the other end. A handsome black-haired man in a medical smock is standing in front of it

Troy Parson -> I mean, when I collect them myself, they're cheap...but it's easy for them to become damaged in that kind of situation.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Glances up at Troy:: You're with Gilmo, aren't you? Why don't you arrange a deal through him?

Byblos -> @ Well I have used Drexlers in the past, but not on Durellium. Special project.

Troy Parson -> ::sighs:: I fear he fails to appreciate what counts as "display quality."

STSF_Nickles -> ::takes in the surroundings:: Hey. Im new here care to show me around?

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> I wouldn't know. ::Shrugs as she taps:: But he has people who work 'disposal' for him. The same people can arrange for what you need.

Byblos -> @Clerk>Credit is outstanding. Thank you for shopping. :::subordiniate delivers drill in case:: Byblos picks it up with ease. I will need a reciept.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Looks at Nickles and raises a hand:: Just wait here.

Byblos -> @Clerk>Of course...:::sort of grins::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::A few spots of blood are visible on his smock, near the left side of his hip::

Troy Parson -> ::sighs:: Well, thanks anyway.

Troy Parson -> ::holds up cigarette:: Got a light?

STSF_Nickles -> ::looks at Pher then looks back to the man:: Are you ok? You have blood on your smock?

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Stops tapping and pulls her hands back and folds them on her lap, watching the terminal::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Looks up at Troy:: No smoking in the clinic please.

Byblos -> @::exits the store with drill in package..and returns to the bench outside about 20 meters from the Clinic:: Oh brother...okay..that will tip of Samus....if he gets concerned. Hmm...::looks at drill package while checking his surroundings::

Troy Parson -> ::looks disappointed::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Gives Nickles a bemused look:: I'm ... operating.

Shane -> ::coming down the stairs:: He deals in body parts Chris, what else would it come from?

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Glances at Shane with an annoyed expression::

STSF_Nickles -> ::glances at Shane::

Shane -> ::to Slythe:: I'm here for an arm. What have you got in stock?

Shane -> I'd prefer something as fresh as possible.

Byblos -> @::reads power specs and notes a power cell is included....Drexlers were always well prepared :: C'mon guys...get out of there..please.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Shakes his head:: I'm not the one who deals with the customers.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Reaches up and taps a series of keys at the terminal::

STSF_Nickles -> ::looks back to Pher:

Joe Manning -> ACTION: The cot slides back into the bunker opening

STSF_Nickles -> ::then back to Slythe:: Need any help in surgery?

Troy Parson -> ::feigns interest:: Is that a J-21 terminal? ::takes a peek at the screen::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Looks at Troy:: We seem to have hit a snag.

Pher -> We're just here for Joe. Let's just keep it simple and easy?

STSF_Nickles -> ::looks up at where the opening was that closed::

Troy Parson -> ::leans back:: A snag?

Byblos -> @ ::decides no doubt if a Nausicaan has a purchase like this..some security guy is going to ask if he bought the thing and sets another Chrono::

Troy Parson -> I'm not fond of snags.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> Gilmo's contacts do not know who this Joe Manning is.

STSF_Nickles -> ::sighs::

Joe Manning -> PAUSE SIM

 

Joe Manning -> BEGIN SIM

William Chocox -> ::wondering what the hell is going on::

Shane -> ::slips the strap off of his giant gauss pistol, eyes narrowing at Slythe:: This is gonna suck...

Byblos -> ::notes how darn crowded this area is..between the tool shop...the hell hole his friends are in and the (market?) lots of beings.

Pher -> :: Below, watching Slythe somewhat, but also watching for guards ::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Glances at the stairs leading up as entrance is sealed off. But remains standing in front of the door at the other side of the 'pit', watching the group::

Shane -> *::mumbles::

Troy Parson -> ::looks at Carver:: Ahem. Might I suggest that you...un-snag things?

Byblos -> ::Byblos decides to do something::

William Chocox -> ::notices Shane move his pistol and puts his hond on his phaser::

Byblos -> ::takes his small comm unit..nothing of note and COMMS Pher....time to be a client::

William Chocox -> ((hand as well))

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Stands up from behind the desk and looks at Troy:: The snag was created, it seems, by your friend's claim that you are all associated with Gilmo and his boss. That claims seem to be not completely true.

Ethan Neufeld -> @ ::conducting some business on another promenade, unaware of the situation with Dr. Carver::

Pher -> :: Walks closer to Slythe, but doesn't block the other's lines of fire ::

Shane -> ::glances at Pher, knowing he's probably jyked things up again and waits for her move::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Takes notice of the movements toward weapons and glances pointedly in William and Shane's directions, but does not otherwise react::

Troy Parson -> ::starts walking slowly towards Carver:: Isn't the truth so inconvenient sometimes?

Pher -> :: Stands aside to answer comm :: +Byblos+ Yes?

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Looks then at Pher and taps a small device strapped to his wrist, talks into it:: They're making contact with someone.

Byblos -> @::wonders if he is premature...it has only been::....Hey my love, how you doing sweets? Can we talk or are you with another client?

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Hears Slythe's comm, as does Troy::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Shakes her head at Troy:: I've had assurances from one of the Bossman's lieutenants that you people are not under protection. Except perhaps for the one with the metal arm.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Moves to step around Troy::

Troy Parson -> ::blocks Carver's way:: Surely that depends on what you mean by protection.

Shane -> ::whispers aside to Will, eyes still on Slythe:: (w) Start a passive ODRI scan, see if their network is acssesable...

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Stops and looks at Troy squarely in the face:: Step aside, please.

Pher -> +Byblos+ Another client I'm afraid. Make it ten minutes?

Shane -> accesible*

Troy Parson -> ::smiles at Carver:: Now why would I do a silly thing like that?

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Flat expression:: Because if you do not, I may be forced to hurt you.

Byblos -> @+Pher+ You know sweets...I am always nearby. I'll get you some choclate tonight. Gnight babes. ::does a Kiss sound and closes the COMM::

Pher -> :: Closes Comm ::

Shane -> ::rolls his eyes at Pher's comments, mumbling something about loose women::

Troy Parson -> Interesting. Tell me, Doctor...have you ever seen one of these before? ::reaches to take something out of his coat::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Simply blinks and looks at Troy's hand::

William Chocox -> ::w:: Will do. ::bumps his wrist on his side surreptitiously to start the scan::

Troy Parson -> ::takes out a plastic toy dog:: Harmless-looking thing, isn't it?

William Chocox -> ((BRB))

Byblos -> @::thinks Okay...maybe..this is not as bad as he believes. Time to get some...choclate?:: Stands with Drill in bag...looking like he's shopping around.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Looks back up:: I am going to give you one more chance to step aside.

Pher -> :: Continues to close with Slythe ::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Still watching the group, emits what sounds like a small impatient sigh::

Troy Parson -> Ah, but if you insist on that, I'll have to squeeze this. And that...::sighs::...that could make things rather messy.

Troy Parson -> Not, of course, that you're any stranger to mess...

Troy Parson -> It's just...you're probably not used to being part of the mess.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Grabs Troy's left shoulder and pushes him to the side, remarkably forcefully::

William Chocox -> ((BRB))

William Chocox -> ((Back*))

Troy Parson -> ::staggers back:: So that's how you want to play it, hm?

Troy Parson -> I'll give you one more chance! ::waves plastic dog threateningly::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Simply brushes past Troy, ignoring his barbs::

Troy Parson -> ::sighs, hangs head as Carver leaves:: Blast.

William Chocox -> ::looks down at his ODRI to check the scan, to his surprise the system has minimal security::

Byblos -> ::walks down the busy promenade and thankfully for his height he can see things to avoid...but not from his six...::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Re-enters the hall and moves down it to the room with the bunker entrance::

Shane -> ::glances down at Will's ODRI as well and nods to Will:: (w) Get in.

Pher -> :: Considers if Troy doesn't get his bluff working, it has to get physical. ::

Troy Parson -> ::raises ODRI, switches to comm mode:: Erm...hi, everyone. Might be a bit of trouble ahead. ::starts searching Carver's office for anything valuable::

William Chocox -> ::more bumps start the decryption program::

Pher -> +Troy+ Fine.

Shane -> ::grumbles under his breathe at Troy's comment:: Jykin' qoh...

Troy Parson -> +Pher+ Good luck!

Pher -> :: Rushes Slythe, tries to prevent him from getting a weapon. ::

Troy Parson -> ::pockets an expensive-looking crystal paperweight from the desk::

Pher -> Shane, support.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Snaps gaze to Pher and reacts quickly, reaching up to grab her arms::

Pher -> :: Just tries to pin Slythe down long enough for reinforcements to arrive. ::

Shane -> ::charges at Slythe with a growl, pulling out his pistol::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Doesn't budge::

Byblos -> @Gular Secuirty> Execuse me sir, may we have a word? ::Byblos turns to see two Gular security agents...Cops Humans...both with stun batons::

William Chocox -> ::couple seconds later slight beep as the program finishes::

Pher -> :: Tries to make sure he doesn't budge ::

William Chocox -> ::sees the commotion and draws his phaser::

Pher -> No weapons if you could, Shane. Twould draw company.

Shane -> ::makes a vicious stb with the closed clws of his bionic at Slythes stomach::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Pulls Pher downward, exerting incredible force::

Shane -> stab*

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Lurches back a bit, but simply looks at Shane as if he feels no pain::

Pher -> :: Tries to minimize the damage somewhat, but is counting on shane to finish this quickly ::

Byblos -> @Hello...::turns around fuming knowing exaclty what this is about:: something I can do for you...two?

Pher -> Zombie?

William Chocox -> ::moves to get behind Slythe::

Joe Manning -> Dr.Slythe> ::Lets go of Pher long enough to smack Shane in the head with his right arm, a heavy blow::

Troy Parson -> ::runs out of the office, headed for the front door of the clinic::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Some blood ... and a greasy white substance begins pouring from his stomach wound::

Shane -> ::spins with the blow to the side and spins to bring his pistol to bear on Slythes head, pulling the trigger::

Ethan Neufeld -> @Gular Security> Where you going?

Joe Manning -> ACTION: The way to the waiting room remains sealed

Troy Parson -> :::finds himself facing a locked door:: Oh, this just keeps getting better and better.

Pher -> :: Not quite a zombie ::

William Chocox -> ::jumps back at the sound of Shane's gun::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Head sparks and white fluid gushes out the other end as he's dropped by the pistol wound::

Byblos -> @Uh is this a good place to talk..we are surrounded by people...can we find an alcove or something? ::it is very crowded in the promenade?

Pher -> :: Tries to roll free, not getting fluid on her ::

Byblos -> (statement of fact)

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Still holding Pher's arm with one hand as he falls. His head continues sparking as white fluid and wires pop out of the wound::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> Nervous? Have something to hide?

Shane -> ::with a fierce expression, stands over the body and puts two more rounds into Slythes head::

Byblos -> (oh man FX budget in use)

Pher -> :: Goes down with him, trying to minimize fluid contact ::

Troy Parson -> ::runs back into Carver's office, tries pressing all of the buttons on the desk terminal::

Pher -> William, if you could find Joe and Sal...

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Body twitches uncontrolably a couple of times::

Byblos -> @Uh...no. But all these people are going to start gawking..

William Chocox -> ::fires his phaser at Slythes Shoulder:: Will do.

Pher -> :: Works a bit at getting free ::

Shane -> ::to Will:: Can you get this door open yet?

Joe Manning -> ACTION: The buttons on the terminal produce much the same effect that pussing random buttons on any computer would

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> Put down the back and turn around.

Pher -> Humph. This guy might have been more in your weight class.

Ethan Neufeld -> bag^ (not back)

Joe Manning -> ACTION: One clearly indicated control opens up video surveillance of the 'underground' areas of the clinic

William Chocox -> One thing at a time people. Do you want me finding lost souls, or opening doors? I'm an engineer not a magician damnit!

Byblos -> @Reciept is in the bag. ::turns around ...of all the places...getting some attention from the crowd::

Pher -> Thanks for the support. ::Trying to break out of the grip ::

Shane -> ::wipes the blood from his eyes as it runs from a deep cut on his forehead where Slythe hit him::

Troy Parson -> ::sees images pop up on the monitor:: That's more like it.

Shane -> ::to Will:: Open the door, then we'll find the Cap'n and Rosetta.

Joe Manning -> ACTION: One feed shows Pher and Co. hovering over the body of Slythe. Another shows a long room with several beds that have bodies strapped to them

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> ::picks up the bag, but doesn't look inside of it yet::

Byblos -> @Ferengi Passerby> Bust that tusker..crook! ::walks on::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> Hands on the wall and spread 'em.

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> Ferengi> Move along.

Shane -> ::to Pher:: Stay still.

Pher -> :: stays still ::

William Chocox -> :starts entering commands on his ODRI:: That should work.

Troy Parson -> ::looks at the picture of the room with bodies to see if Joe is visibly present::

Byblos -> @Okay..okay...I'll try not to bump into anyone.....::puts hand against the wall after he has waded through some of the crowd..the last a Bajoran female freaks and sprints away::

Joe Manning -> ::Definitely strapped to one of the farther beds. Appears either unconscious or dead. Wearing only short trousers and several marks drawn on his torso::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> Don't try anything stupid. ::begins frisking Byblos::

Shane -> ::steps on the upper arm of Slythe while grabbing the forearm with his claw, squeezing and twisting to break any pistons holding tension on Pher::

Byblos -> @Officers..you are making a big mistake..I am just a visitor shopping for goods to fix things.

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> Shut up.

Pher -> :: Waits for grip to relax before trying to pull free ::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Slythe> ::Grip on Pher tightens a few time before releasing::

Pher -> Ouch.

Pher -> :: pulls free ::

Shane -> ::arm whines and hissing as the sound of snapping metal is heard from Slythe's arm::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> ::patting Byblos down, pulls things out of Byblos's pockets::

Pher -> :: Rolls smothly to her feet ::

Shane -> Shane's arm*

Joe Manning -> ACTION: The door out of the 'pit' opens, revealing what looks like a medical lab beyond. Red lights are flashing in it

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> ::steps back and examines item 1 - Byblos's wallet?::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> What do we have here?

Pher -> :: Looks to see which door is more easily phyiscally borken. ::

Byblos -> @ ::pockets...contain. Credit...Samus...ID....Samus...

Shane -> ::slides the body away from the door with a push of his foot::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> ::going through the contents of Byblos's shopping bag::

William Chocox -> Hm, that's odd. Delayed reaction much.

Pher -> OK. :: Starts to the pit, with a gesture for Shane to follow ::

William Chocox -> Also, are there supposed to be flashing lights up there?

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> ::holds up credit:: Where'd you get this?

Byblos -> @ That would be my credintials officer. Contrary to popular belief..we Nausicaans do carry ID. the Friendly ones.

Shane -> ::holding his pistol down and ready, follows Pher, searching the room::

Pher -> I suspect we've rung the doorbell.

Joe Manning -> (( Note, it's the door on the other side of the pit that opened, not the trap door that you took to get down there ))

Troy Parson -> ::studying the displays, trying to figure out how the different images connect up::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> ::irritated:: Not that. ::holds up credit:: This.

Pher -> :: Looks for Sal and/or Joe ::

Byblos -> @ Shopping Bag>:: Drexler 1000 premium plasma drill...with reciept::

Joe Manning -> ACTION: A display of the room that Joe is in is shown from a different angle. A flashing red light can be seen emerging from the hall entrance there

Shane -> ::starts down the tables, looking for recognizable faces::

Byblos -> @ Am I allowed to turn around..

Byblos -> ?

William Chocox -> ::continues trying to get the upper door open:: Let me try something incredibly stupid.

Byblos -> @To answer your question?

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> ::growls:: Don't play smart.

Pher -> :: Keeps moving as well ::

William Chocox -> ::starts inputing commands::

Troy Parson -> +Pher et al.+ Ah, hello again, everyone. You don't happen to see any flashes of red anywhere, do you?

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> Hey, look at this. ::shows drill to his partner::

Shane -> +Troy+ The whole room is flashing!

William Chocox -> +Troy+ Everywhere down here!

Joe Manning -> ACTION: Glass containers all around the lab contain various organs of various species suspended in a clear gel substance

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> ::glances at drill:: There a receipt?

Byblos -> @Alright...alright..::starts to think...if he takes these two down...there will be a riot in this place..and Joe did not want attention...assuming the BOSS is still alive.

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> Yeah. ::passes receipt::

Troy Parson -> +Pher etc.+ Ah. So you're close, then. Look for a doorway.

Pher -> Let's assume something bad is counting down, and expedite.

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> ::checks the numbers on the receipt with the credit::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> Matches.

Shane -> ::over his shoulder to Will:: Will, keep that other door at the stairs locked. Don't want anyone flankin' us.

Joe Manning -> ACTION: Several computer chips and bolts of wiring are also scattered around the lab on workbenches

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security> ::passes receipt back to partner and frowns at Byblos::

William Chocox -> Fine! ::stops trying to open the door::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> Turn around, wise-guy, and answer my question. Where'd you get this credit?

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Moseys his way over to Byblos' general vicinity::

Pher -> :: keeps moving and looking for Joe and Sal. Not going for other goodies yet. ::

Shane -> ::sees some of the chips on the workbenches and grabs them, stuffing them in his cargo pants::

Byblos -> @:: Now he wonders why no other Nausicaans have been seen here..Turns around.::

Shane -> ::sees a doorway at the end of the room and hurries to it:: Pher, Will! Over here!

Pher -> :: Moves as Shane suggests... Quickly ::

Pher -> If you're not feeling subtle, Shane, don't be.

Byblos -> @I came to Andus looking for employment, I had an interview. The man I was discussing a job with demmanded I had better clothes to begin with..issued me some credit for that and for the job I planned to do.

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Hovers with the crowd near Byblos, listening for the moment::

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Also keeping some of the spectators between Byblos and himself::

Byblos -> @::Gawkers of all types getting a kick out of a Nausicaan getting busted for theft..in their minds...Nausicaan Trash::

William Chocox -> ::moves quickly::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> ::glance at partner:: Y'know, I don't like being lied to.

Shane -> ::approaches the door and stabs his pointed, clamped claw into the crack of the door with a growl::

Joe Manning -> ACTION: The lights are not flashing in the long room with the bodies, though they are dim. Some of the bodies are cut open and others are clearly lifeless

Joe Manning -> ACTION: Trays with sharp blood-covered instruments are scattered all over the room

Shane -> ::widens the crack with his claws and with a grunt of effort, shoves one side into the wall::

Byblos -> @ May I ask the officer what he believes is not the truth? ::trying to control the Nausicaan rage to just test Shane's blade on these two..but again teh BOSS said lie low.::

Shane -> ::steps through the now open door, breathing heavily and looks around the room full of bodys, eyes narrowing::

Joe Manning -> (( Err, actually you're in a different room :) ))

Joe Manning -> (( If there was a closed door, no flashing light would have been visible on Troy's display ))

Shane -> ((scratch that >.>))

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> Think this credit card is stolen, which means this merchandise is stolen, too. ::passes the Byblos's stunner and "odd-looking handle" to his partner::

Pher -> Quick glance. Looks for the next place to try.

Troy Parson -> +Pher et al.+ Found that door yet? Should be open...

Pher -> :: Looks for an open door ::

Joe Manning -> ACTION: The door opens to what looks like a small control room. There are computer terminals all around the walls, and a short old man is sitting in a chair in the center. He spins the chair around and looks nervously at Shane

Troy Parson -> +Pher at al.+ Well that, or there's more than one set of flashing red lights, but that'd be rather unfair, wouldn't it?

Shane -> ::steps through the doorway into a dark hall, breathing heavily and looking about:: Now what?

Pher -> +Troy+ Did you neutralize Carver?

Byblos -> @ Call the authorizer...I assure you that was given to me by the man who interviewed me.

Troy Parson -> +Pher+ 'Fraid not.

Shane -> ::spots the man and points his giant pistol at the mans head::

Pher -> Knock down doors. You hug the right wall, I'll hug left.

Shane -> ::to the man:: The bodys, where are they?

Joe Manning -> Old Man> ::Raises his hands up in front of him:: Don't shoot!

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> I plan to. But first, you'll come with us to the station.

Joe Manning -> Old Man> Down the hall, other side of the la-- ::Has a coughing fit as his voice trails off::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> ::secures the dagger he frisked from Byblos's boot::

William Chocox -> That better be true!

Pher -> :: Tries to follow Oldie's directions ::

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Emerges smoothly from the crowd and looks over at the security men:: What's the problem here, gentlemen? What's this Nausicaan done?

Byblos -> @ If you think that is necessary. Will you carry my drill, oh and you never can be to safe around here....::notes dagger unsheathed::

Shane -> ::indicates the man to Will:: Stun him.

William Chocox -> ::shoots::

Joe Manning -> Old Man> Now would be a good ti-- ::Shot::

Joe Manning -> Old Man> ::Falls sideways off the chair::

Pher -> :: Hopes that wasn't a mistake ::

Byblos -> @:hears a vaguely familiar voice..not certain..is that that argyle indiivdual Pher was working with earlier::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> Argyle> It's none of your business, keep walking.

Shane -> ::glances at the screens of the man's console::

Joe Manning -> ACTION: The hall leading from the other side of the lab opens into the long room with the bodies

Pher -> :: Continues as Oldie suggested, looking for bodies ::

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> Well, I dare say it is my business, since this Nausicaan is a very recent hiring of mine. I would very much like to know what sort of trouble he's in.

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> Yeah, we'll talk about your weapons at the station.

Byblos -> @::complies with officers looking to verify if it is Argyle ...which it is:: Please do not damage the drill. I won't be abloe to work with it.

William Chocox -> Any idea what he was about to say Shane?

William Chocox -> Or did I just stun our one source of information?

Shane -> ::then moves in a hurry down the hallway to the doorway:: Nope. Though I'd suggest we'd get the hell out of here as quickly as possible.

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> Argyle> You can ask the desk sergeant at the station.

Byblos -> @Oh hello sir, I was placing a COMM call and i guess they did not like it. I am sorry if I have embarrassed you sir.

Troy Parson -> ::watching the others on the monitor::

Shane -> The more than likely have a contengancy plan if their operation is compromised.

Byblos -> @(said to Argyle)

Shane -> They more*

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> Byblos> Let's go.

Joe Manning -> ::Strapped to one of the beds farthest from the hall. Sal is on another bed nearby::

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> Not so fast, if you please. ::Grins and pulls a small card out of his fur overcoat::

Pher -> I've got Sal and Joe!

William Chocox -> ::moving:: Let me guess, more explosions than Troy on Federation day?

Pher -> ( Loudly )

Byblos -> @::complies thinking...okay..all these guys have on him..is..a propped up theft charge::

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> Maybe you should have a look at this first. ::Holds the card out to one of the officers::

Shane -> ::follows Pher into the lab full of rooms:: I wouldn't have a doubt...

Pher -> :: Moves to joe, evaluates what shape he is in, starts to consider how to release and wake him. ::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> ::initially glares at Argyle::

Joe Manning -> ::Quite out of it, though hard to tell whether dead or unconscious::

Pher -> Chris!

Shane -> ::looks around the room and finds a gurney at the far end::

Byblos -> @Gawkers>Eh...let the cops do their job....he's trash!!!!!

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Flicks the card upward once with his fingers:: You'll want to have a look. If you want to keep your job, mate.

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> ::takes Argyle's card with no amount of civility::

Pher -> Audrey, what sort of shape is Joe in?

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> ::looks it over::

Shane -> ::holsters his pistol and pushes it to Joe's bed:: We need to move quickly...

Pher -> Confirmed.

Byblos -> @::Byblos continues to comply with the officers movement..if they stop..he stops if they go forward...he goes forward::

Joe Manning -> ::Heavily sedated::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> ::gives Argyle a second glance::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> ::elbows his partner and passes on the card::

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Simply gives a wide grin and bobs back and forth on his feet, waiting::

Pher -> Joe is really out of it, but intact. I'll start pulling his straps. You grab Sal.

Shane -> Just stack 'em on here. No tellin' what the security is gonna do to us if stay here long.

Pher -> :: Starts freeing Joe up to move him on the cart. ::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> ::reads card and then curses under his breath::

Byblos -> @I am so sorry sir...I understand if you will terminate me for this embarrassment.

Pher -> Nothing good, for sure.

Byblos -> (to Argyle)

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Makes a small saluting gesture at the other officer::

Shane -> ::turns to grabs Sal, unstrappin and hauling him up in a firemans hold::

Pher -> :: Makes a small effort to make Joe look a neat and proper patient ::

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Looks at Byblos:: I'm still waiting to hear the details of the embarrassment. ::Looks back at the officers:: What did he do, exactly?

William Chocox -> ::Accesses the schematics on his ODRI:: We need to move NOW!

Shane -> ::unceremoniously dumps him on the gurney and looks to Will:: Is the stair entrance the only way out of here?

Pher -> William, you know where to move?

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> ::begrudingly:: Sorry to have inconvenienced you, Mr. Byblos. We were...mistaken.

Pher -> We've got Joe and Sal.

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> Ah, if you please. ::Holds out his hand to receive the card::

Shane -> ((we just have one gurney, right?))

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> ::passes Argyle his card and gives Byblos his belongings::

Troy Parson -> +Pher+ You don't happen to see a way out down there, do you?

Pher -> ( believe so. )

William Chocox -> Yes the stairway is the only way out and I have a stupid plan to open it, so let's go.

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> Argyle> ::quickly:: Just a case of mistaken identity...sir.

Pher -> +Troy+ We're just working that. What's your situation?

Shane -> ((ok, I put Sal on top of Joe then he he))

Byblos -> @::obviously Argyle is a player..Pher sensed it before he did orf course:: I am so sorry sir.. I went to buy a drill as part of the project..And I guess the officers were confused.

Pher -> (( Sounds good, Shane ))

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> Ah, indeed. ::Nods and grins and looks at Byblos:: Consider yourself lucky, big fellow. These gentlemen typically mean business.

Troy Parson -> +Pher+ The door out's sealed...haven't seen our doctor friend in a while, either.

Byblos -> @Gawker>What he gets cut loose! No way...

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> Have a good evening.

Shane -> ::pushes the gurney in a small jog out of the room, back down the hall::

Pher -> +Troy+ You out of electronic miracles?

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> ::trudges back into his foot patrol::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> ::carries on::

Troy Parson -> +Pher+ I don't do miracles. I do science!

William Chocox -> +Troy+ I have a plan to get us out I just need you to stay away from the doors.

Pher -> I think we have to go out the way we came. Shane, might have to to use your skeleton key.

Joe Manning -> ACTION: The door to the small control room is closed

Byblos -> @Gawker>You call yourselves cops...::spits on officer2:: The Human begins cursing....perhaps he had a few too many

Pher -> +Troy+ William is offering miracles. Looks like we're going out your way.

William Chocox -> Heaven forbid I have a plan!

Troy Parson -> +Pher+ Sounds good.

Byblos -> @Yes , Sir...::to Argyle:: Now where were we...

Troy Parson -> +Pher+ I'd be rather cross if you all left me locked in here, after all.

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> ::suddenly snapped out of his "funk"...pursues the spitter::

William Chocox -> ((scratch that))

Pher -> If one of you can't get doors open, the other will. Can't help much here.

Shane -> That door at the stairs is a heavy reinforced piece, Will will have to open it.

Pher -> You're up then, will.

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Nods to Byblos:: Your friends are what I might call ... a bit late? You may want to check up on them.

Byblos -> @::Spitter, an intoxicated male human trips falls and then the attention all is drawn to them now::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> You smell that?

William Chocox -> ::continues to input commands::

Shane -> ::to Will as he steps around the gurney to the control room door:: Start on the exit door, I'll get this one::

Shane -> one.*

William Chocox -> Ok, when we get to the room we will have to go in after my plan come to fruition.

Byblos -> @Grattitude...I never introduced myself but I guess you know my name. I did not like all of them going in to a meat shop at once...I felt one should stay outside...what mistake. Thanks for the bail.

Pher -> :: Takes the cart, stands by not far from Will's big door ::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 2> Drunk.

Joe Manning -> ::After being given a stimulant by Chris, who hovers over the gurney scanning him, his eyes slowly open::

Shane -> ((so we don't have to go through the control room to get to the stairs doorway?))

Pher -> Hello, Joe. All is to hell and gone.

William Chocox -> ((Joe PM))

Byblos -> @Spitter> You gunna' stun me you jykin' idiot...::attempts a swing at the cop he spat on drawing the crowd totally away from argyle and Byblos

William Chocox -> Ok, everyone ready? ::inputs his commands::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1> ::grabs the spitter, wraps him up and takes him down::

Joe Manning -> ::Looks up at all the faces, then takes a quick look around:: What ... where ...

William Chocox -> ::From the room comes an explosion::

Joe Manning -> (( The control room is off to the side of the lab, not in the way ))

Byblos -> @Byblos attaches his things to his belt. I am going to have to not be a Nausicaan I guess to survive here....

Shane -> ::shields his face from the blast:: What the jyke did you do?!

William Chocox -> I blew up the door! You want to get out or what?

William Chocox -> ::starts moving out::

Joe Manning -> (( I think Shane's question needs and answer ;) ))

Byblos -> @Drunk>Bovine Fecal Matter ingesters I fart in your direction...oh you going to bring in the Targs next...ahhhh!!!!! in Pain

Joe Manning -> (( * an answer ))

William Chocox -> ((How was that not an answer?

William Chocox -> ))*

Shane -> ::shakes his head, mumbling about youngin', explosions and idiotic monkeys::

Ethan Neufeld -> @ Security 1/2> ::cuff up spitter and haul him off to detox::

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> You can be whatever you want to survive here. Just know the right people to befriend and the right people to keep your distance from. You've found one of each I'd wager.

William Chocox -> ((Point of order, My character is tecnically in his 40's I believe.))

Shane -> ::pushes the hover-gurney towards the exit, watching over Joe and Sal::

Troy Parson -> ::looking on the monitors, trying to figure out exactly where the blast was that just shook the floor::

Shane -> ((My comment still applies :P))

Joe Manning -> (( From a simming perspective, though, you need some sort of explanation for an explosion being caused ))

William Chocox -> ((Ah))

Joe Manning -> (( You were scanning security earlier, something along that line would be a way to go ))

Byblos -> @Byblos> Yeah unfortunately those are not the only two security guards on Andus who think Nausicaans are crooks. Again thanks for the bail..if you need to exit I understand

William Chocox -> If you really want to know Shane the Lab has explosives to destroy the lab if they are found out. I activated the ones right at the stairway door early to make an exit.

Shane -> ::grunts in reply as he pushes the cart over the remains of the door and up the stairs::

Joe Manning -> ::Barely even registers the explosion as he looks around:: How long was I out? I must have had some night ...

William Chocox -> Which is why we need to be moving now if we don't want to wind up goop.

Troy Parson -> ::heads out of the office towards the stairs::

Pher -> You found a body parts lab, Joe. Congradulations. You're a doner. We decided to withdraw you from the program.

Byblos -> @Byblos> I best get back to the others...

Pher -> You might want to lie down and look sick.

Joe Manning -> PAUSE SIM

 

Joe Manning -> BEGIN SIM

Pher -> :: Pauses briefly to think ::

Joe Manning -> ::Still lying on his gurney having just woken up thanks to Chris' stimulant::

Byblos -> ::on the bench outside..could of sworn there was a minor tremor, a tremor on Andus?::

Joe Manning -> ::Rubs his ears, trying to clear out the ringing from the explosion::

Byblos -> @ ::tries COMM:: Swimmer to Lifeguard..

Pher -> Shane? I think that must have been a control room, and Doctor Trouble must be inside. Keep an eye on it.

Pher -> +Byblos+ Yo, luv.

Troy Parson -> ::peers cautiously out of the office door, trying to determine what caused the recent explosion::

Byblos -> @ Did you just blow something up babe? I am kinda worried about you!

Pher -> William, if you could give me an option or three, twould be appreciated. Open doors would be nice.

William Chocox -> Well, I could see about blowing up the doors out of here.

Byblos -> @ (ARGYLE around Byblos? )

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Returns to Byblos, glancing in the direction of the clinic, and takes a seat next to him on the bench::

Pher -> +Byblos+ Not time to worry quite yet, babe. Give me fifteen minutes. Unless I give you another stand down, bring it all. OK?

Pher -> :: Hopes Byblos figures out she needs a bluff. ::

Joe Manning -> ::Props himself up on his elbow and looks down at his bare chest. Sees the marks on the skin above his organs::

William Chocox -> ((Hello Jami))

STSF Jami -> (Hey, Wil)

Byblos -> +Lifeguard+ Affirmative Swimmer out.

Byblos -> (AFK one sec folks)

Joe Manning -> If someone was using me for med school lessons, I prefer bein' conscious for that.

STSF_Nickles -> :: on the back of the Clinic with Joe:: How ya feelin Joe?

William Chocox -> Well, we prefer you not being used for med school lessons.

Pher -> Chris, I figure there is lots of expensive stuff around here. I'd like you to parade around in front of the security cameras and make it clear that you could make it very expensive for Doctor Trouble.

Joe Manning -> Like I had a wild night. Wouldn't surprise me if I did. But I can't figure out what y'all are doin' here.

Pher -> She isn't in a profitable situation. Make it clear she could cut her losses by letting us go. OK?

Pher -> Joe, this is a body shop. Little Miss Redhead covets your kidneys.

Pher -> We like your kidneys.

Byblos -> (back)

Troy Parson -> +Pher+ Ah...hello?

Byblos -> ::looks to Argyle:: Sometimes I wonder....

Pher -> We think Red is in the control room trying to keep us locked in. We're looking to get out. I want to try talking again. We'll see.

Pher -> +Troy+ Hello, Luv?

Byblos -> (add a @)

Joe Manning -> A body shop? Only thing on wheels around here is me ... ::Looks down at the marks on his chest again for a moment. Groans, grabs his forehead and drops back down on the gurney::

Pher -> :: Decides that everyone's code name today is Luv. ::

Troy Parson -> +Pher+ Smelling a bit of smoke up here. Everything all right there?

STSF_Nickles -> ::nods:: starts looking walking around making himself more visible::

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Leans close to Byblos and mutters:: Security got wind of the explosion ...

Pher -> +Pher+ Other than being locked in a bunker that's likely rigged to blow, we're fine.

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> I had a chat with some contacts who will keep them on a leash for now. But whatever your people are doing, they'd b etter crank up the subtlety meter from now on.

Pher -> +Troy+ If you could open the door going downstairs it would be nice.

Byblos -> @ Thanks for the note. You have good contacts Mr. Argyle.

William Chocox -> ((Didn't we make it above the bunker?))

Joe Manning -> (( You did. That door was blasted ))

Joe Manning -> (( You want the doors leading out opened :) ))

Pher -> (( So what's between us and the lobby? ))

Pher -> (( Are said doors Shane resistant? ))

Byblos -> @+Lifeguard ( Pher )+ Swimmer here..be advised security is aware of a boom in your area and responding.

Joe Manning -> (( Well, nobody's tried anything thus far ... ))

Pher -> Shane? See if you can crowbar the door upstairs.

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> I cultivate good contacts. Keeps me in business in this sector. ::Grins::

William Chocox -> ::starts tinkering with his spare phaser power packs:: Worse come to worst I could try blowing it.

Pher -> HEY RED! If you don't want us damaging the door, you could open it. We've got what we want. I don't really need to destroy all your stuff. Security is coming. If you want to come up and greet security, I'll cover your ass if you cover mine.

Joe Manning -> ::Slowly swings his legs off the gurney and glances at William:: I think we've had enough booms for today, Will.

Byblos -> @::looks to Argyle:: I cannot believe my BOSS gut sucked in their. He seemed to me to be the expereinced type.

William Chocox -> Like I said it's a worst case scenario.

Pher -> :: Goes briefly into the operating chamber :: Audrey. Record everything as evidence, please. :: Pans Audrey around the room. ::

Joe Manning -> Old Man's Voice> +Pher+ ::From a comm speaker in the hallway:: I want to know who you people really are! You know too much about what's going on here.

Byblos -> @ ::looks at the Red Cross then back to Argyle :: Something about that symbol just draws humans in.

STSF_Nickles -> :: goes over to Help Joe and Sal:: Joe you think you can stand?

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> It's an old Earth thing. Funny how much of old Earth culture's taken root here in Bull's Head.

Pher -> +Old Man+ We're a bully crew here for nothing at all to do with you. Fraid you don't have a need to know, but we don't like our people being killed. Understandable?

Joe Manning -> ::Glances at Nickles:: Usually. ::Swings his feet around and to the floor and tries pushing himself up::

Troy Parson -> ::sighs, looks at the office terminal:: Why do they never label the buttons on these things...?

Pher -> +Old Man+ I'm not here to clean up Andus Station. That's too big a job for me. Let's cut our losses.

William Chocox -> +Troy+ Hey Troy, any bright ideas that don't involve me being poisoned?

Byblos -> @ ::chuckles:: Might be the reason I am having such a hard time getting my space legs in the Space Job business, instead of being on Tranquility doing jobs.

Joe Manning -> Old Man> +Pher+ If it has nothing to do with me, why did two of your friends come here? And how do you know so much? I find it hard to believe that your business has nothing to do with me or my establishment.

Troy Parson -> +William+ They don't happen to have an operating manual for their doors down there, do they?

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Crosses his arms:: And you, uh, let Tranquility ... why was it again?

Joe Manning -> *left

William Chocox -> +Troy+ No, no they don't.

Pher -> +Old Man+ I told my people to get local jobs as cover. Joe is Doc. I assume that's whay we came here.

Troy Parson -> +William+ That's a shame.

Pher -> +Old Man+ I think some of the people who brought me here have connections with some of the people you work under, but I'm under orders not to name drop.

Byblos -> @ One big Clusterjyke of a job. It went that wrong by those variables you just don't see coming. Like your BOSS walking into a Body part service.

Pher -> +Old Man+ Do you feel comfortable name dropping your bosses?

Joe Manning -> +Pher+ I don't work under anyone. Someone with the right 'connections', as you say, would know that.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Slips through the door to the control room and glances around::

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> And now you're looking for more luck with this crew? ::Nods back in the general direction of the clinic::

Pher -> +Old Man+ Well, if you haven't got big names covering for you, you're in big trouble. Security is on the way. Do you want me to try to cover for you?

Byblos -> @::looks to Argyle :: Sorry if I do not elaborate. We seem to have only just met. Though I am grateful for your presence with those racist security guards.

Joe Manning -> ACTION: The doors leading to the waiting area seem to have been installed for emergency purposes. They won't budge to Shane's crowbar

Pher -> +Old Man+ They know about the explosion. We need a lab accident story right quick.

Byblos -> @ Let's just say..this. Picture a Job go so wrong..you got to skip a planet for it, because so many ...individuals of different organizations want you dead.

STSF_Nickles -> ::give Joe a hand to stand:: Take it ease Joe.

Pher -> +Old Man+ I don't want attention, and I doubt you do.

Joe Manning -> Old Man> +Pher+ I have nothing to fear from this station's security. Unless you bring the trouble here ... then it will only be your heads.

William Chocox -> Damnit. I was hoping that would work. ::motions with his phaser packs:: I do have explosives.

Joe Manning -> ::Waves Chris' hand away as he wobbily gets to his feet and braces himself against the nearest wall:: Nah, I'm used to this. ::Rubs his head::

Byblos -> @ I do hope the BOSS is okay. I actually kinda like him.

Pher -> +Old Man+ Then you do have connections. I don't want to make any more trouble than I have to. I was told to minimize complications. I'd suggest you want to do the same.

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> Well ... you'll find refuge of a sort here on Andus. From whoever it is you're running from. Just need the right people watching your back. ::Flashes teeth::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Creeps slowly up the steps leading out of the basement::

Byblos -> @ I would do a few things differently..but he seems experienced...well until this goof. ::looks at Argyle:: What is your trade. Information?

STSF_Nickles -> Used to it?? Not sure how but OK Whatever you say. ::backs off and goes over to check on Sal::

Troy Parson -> ::peering at the console, oblivious to Carver's emergence::

Joe Manning -> Old Man> +Pher+ Told? So someone did send you here. But we've confirmed that it was not Gilmo or anyone he works for. Letting you all go would be a terrible risk. My operation would be placed in jeopardy anyway!

Troy Parson -> ::talking to himself:: Why does it bleep when I press this button? I don't know what that means...couldn't it just say things in words?

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> My trade is any trade that can make a profit here on Andus. And that includes quite a diverse range of activities. Information, of course, has value here. This is a corporate hub, after all.

Byblos -> @ My only Trade is the ability to provide limited personel security. That is Muscle in the business. Just myself and what I have been through.

Joe Manning -> ::Shakes his head quickly and looks around, taking stock of his surroundings:: Well, I remember this place. And a woman. I definitely remember the woman.

William Chocox -> So, anybody have any other ideas on how to get out of here?

Pher -> +Old Man+ We are here for our own reasons. You took two of ours. You have a leak somewhere above you in your organization. For obvious reasons, I can't tell you where the leak is.

Pher -> +Old Man+ You ought to work on your security a bit, and be more careful who you take, if you want business advice.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Peeks out of the examination room with the basement entrance to see where everyone is in the hall outside::

STSF_Nickles -> What did she look like Joe? :: checking Sals vitals:::

Byblos -> @ Which makes you getting involved with saving a Nausicaan from Jail. Odd. No Value to it to me. Well I appreciate it. Just I don't see any benefit I can offer you in return.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Leaps out of the exam room toward Shane and quickly sticks him in the neck with a hypo, showing remarkable quickness for her apparent age::

Byblos -> @::looks at Argyle wondering when the first security responders will be drawn to that Red Cross ' Thing '::

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> Well, I'm making a deal with your boss, the Orion. The rest of you can choose to work for her or for me as you please. ::Shrugs:: I don't know enough about any of you to determine how you might aid me ...

William Chocox -> ::looking over at the door and shane:: Whoa, when did she pop up? ::grabs his phaser and fires::

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> But you're a friend to someone I'm arranging a partnership with. Helping you out and helping her out are the same thing it seems.

Pher -> +Old Man+ If you really want good advice, I don't really think you want to dig too much.

Pher -> +Old Man+ You really don't have a need to know.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::With catlike reflexes, leaps away from the area where Will is pointing the phaser, then jumps forward and grabs his wrist, hard::

STSF_Nickles -> ::looks over:: hearing the disturbance:: HEY!!! ::pears to Shane:: Shane you OKAY??

Troy Parson -> ::heas phaser fire:: Uh oh. ::quickly hides under the desk::

Pher -> :: Wanders towards the ruckus ::

STSF_Nickles -> PHER!!!!

Pher -> Coming!

Pher -> :: Palms her cricket ::

William Chocox -> OW! Hey, listen hear. Let me go or I blow this whole place sky high. ::puts his thumb on one of the phaser power packs::

Byblos -> @ I do work for the Orion. She will not be happy about my brief detainment. Myself aid you....Hah!! Not me I highly doubt it. The best thing I do, is ...Kill and that is not something many professionals want. Especially with the Nausicaan reputatioin.

STSF_Nickles -> Joe Becareful!! ::moves towards Dr Carver:: Let my poeple go!!

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Pulls William over to her and spins him around, twisting his arm around his back, again with remarkable strength:: I don't think so.

Byblos -> @ ::looks at Argyle:: Let's just put it this way. In the big scheme of things ::gestures a while with his hand:: I am an expendable asset. That is all.

Pher -> :: Glances at the fight in progress, evaluating ::

Joe Manning -> ::Follows Chris and Pher into the hallway and looks down at the scene:: Well, that's what she looked like.

Pher -> Way enhanced. She's like the other one. Fast. Strong. Trained.

STSF_Nickles -> ::Carver:: Let him go.

Pher -> Low power isn't apt to work well.

Byblos -> @ Pher has skills. She CAN be a valuable Asset.

Pher -> :: Hands her cricket to Joe ::

Byblos -> @ ::to Argyle::

Joe Manning -> Old Man> ::Voice again comes over the speaker:: +All+ Give me a name. Make me believe that you don't work for people seeking to disrupt my operaitons here.

Pher -> :: Draws pain stick, cranks it to maximum ::

STSF_Nickles -> :: slowly steps towards Carver and Will:: Let him go and no one will get hurt.

Joe Manning -> ::Blinks and takes the cricket. Looks down at it::

Joe Manning -> Hope you ain't expectin' me to do anything useful with this.

Pher -> +Old Man+ If I were out to disrupt your operations, I would be wrecking equipment and transmitting pictures of what you are doing to all and sundrey.

Troy Parson -> ::sees some wires running behind the desk that he's hiding under:: (w) Wonder what these do...

Joe Manning -> Old Man> +All+ I don't care if Dr. Carver is 'hurt.' She can be replaced.

Pher -> +Old Man+ If I wand to mess you up, you'd be messed up already.

Byblos -> @ :: To Argyle :: I wish she were my boss back on Tranquility. I'd still BE on Tranquility without a deathmark.

STSF_Nickles -> ::talking in a calm voice:: Come on Let him go and no one will be hurt.

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> A deathmark? Well, that sounds worse than the usual trouble. But then ... this is Bull's Head.

William Chocox -> Are you really not counting my twisted arm here Chris?

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Checks his chronometer:: Still no word from your friends?

Pher -> :: Stands by, letting the others take the lead, only intending to go in if things get out of hand. ::

Pher -> :: Watching the tactical situation, but focusing more attention on the Old Man ::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Reaches up with her other hand and grabs William by the chin:: I can snap his neck quite easily. I would suggest that you do as Dr. Zade asks.

Byblos -> @ Anyone group that has a ship that wants you dead. You might as well say I have one. ::checks chrono:: Hmm...Something must be delaying them. Could be my BOSS is dead. Not sure...I'll call.

STSF_Nickles -> ::stops in his tracks:: Whos Dr Zade?

Pher -> Likely the guy I"m talking to, right?

Joe Manning -> Old Man> +Com+ ::A sound of frustration comes over the speaker::

Byblos -> @ +Lifeguard (Pher) + Honey I really do miss you. Is there anything I could do to make things up?

STSF_Nickles -> :: puts hands up:: Ok ok I need my man alive.

Pher -> +Pher+ Is our tour guide about? Would you know how to find him?

Byblos -> @ ::to Argyle:: Wierd..security is quick to bust a Nausicaan for being what he is...but if there is an explosion. I thought I'd see people pooring into that Red Cross thing's doors.

Joe Manning -> Old Man> +Com+ Whom do you keep speaking to? How many people do you have lurking around my business place?!

STSF_Nickles -> ::looks to Pher::

William Chocox -> ::starts tinkering with the power pack so it's not so destructive::

Byblos -> @::to Argyle :: Tourguide. She's asking for you. Shall I handle the COMM, I do not know your means of business if you take calls. ::offers COMM unit::

Pher -> +Old Man+ You really ought to read up on need to know.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Too busy watching Pher and the others to pay any notice to William::

Troy Parson -> ::is about to pull on one of the wires, but then thinks better of it, and risks a peek out from under the desk to see the situation::

Pher -> +Byblos+ I need to know if he will release the privacy clause. Could avoid some ruckus.

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> It's probably better if I don't. ::Smirks:: My voice being heard in there could complicate matters ... if they're already as complicated as they're sounding.

STSF_Nickles -> Doctor who is Dr Zade?

Byblos -> @ + Yes, our Tourguide is with me. And I am so desiring you right now. I am going to ask about that privacy issue. And who is that old cranky voice I hear...Are you dating an older...being now hun?

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Looks at Nickles:: Dr. Zade is my ... employer.

Pher -> +Byblos+ Having a regular orgy. Might have to have the rest of the crew join in. Hold off a while, though.

Byblos -> @::to Argyle:: releasing a Privacy clause she is asking.

William Chocox -> ::finished with the power pack drops it behind Carver and throws his whole body weight to shove her onto it.::

Joe Manning -> ::Furrows his brow at Pher then at Carver and William. Turns and looks around the hall::

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Falls back with William on top her, roughly jarring his twisted arm::

William Chocox -> AAH! ::phaser pack explodes::

Pher -> :: Allowing the edges of the pain sticks nimbus to tickle her leg a little. ::

Byblos -> @+ Lifeguard ( Pher) + Well I am one jealous Swimmer. I am talking to our Touguide right now about scheduling a more intimate invionrmnent

Troy Parson -> ::sees movement, ducks his head back under the desk::

Pher -> :: Closes, if she doesn't get in anyone elses ways, attempts to tage Carver with the pain stick ::

STSF_Nickles -> :: rushes over to Help Will:: WILL!!

Pher -> :: In full gladiator mode ::

Byblos -> @ She's an operator Argyle...a good one. If you can do something like a Privacy Clause, I think it would benefit you in the long run to know this Orion.

Joe Manning -> Dr. Carver> ::Her and William's body are thrown up by the explosion. White fluid and electric sparks fly out from her body::

Pher -> :: retreats to minimize splash ::

STSF_Nickles -> :: Grabs Will pulling him away from Carver::

William Chocox -> ::is knocked unconcious by the explosion::

Pher -> +Old Man+ You just lost the Redhead. You really want to cut your losses.

Joe Manning -> Old Man> ::Doesn't answer::

Pher -> :: Relaxes ::

Pher -> Someone watch the control room.

Byblos -> @::felt a tremor...he thought:: Ah yes..dear Tourguide did you feel another tremor?

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Rubs his chin and looks over at Byblos:: I think she may have been referring to the leash we've got security on. And considering what we just felt and heard ... ::Sighs::

Byblos -> @ Not good.

William Chocox -> ::has burns on his body and his arm is at an unnatural angle::

Joe Manning -> ::Moves over to Chris and William, looks in disbelief at the mangled 'body' of Dr. Carver:: What in the hell is that?

STSF_Nickles -> :; gets him safely away and starts going over him::

Pher -> +Byblos+ If you see an old guy exiting the clinic, let me know, please. I'm not finished.

Byblos -> @ If Andus has a Fire detachment..like the Guardians do on Tranquility..they are going to get involved I would expect.

Byblos -> @ +Pher+Copy.

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> I'd suggest you have a look inside, big guy. I'll do what damage control I can ...

Joe Manning -> ::Grabs his left arm, realizing now that his ODRI is missing::

STSF_Nickles -> ::looks up to Joe:: He has burns on his back and arm and a broken arm

Byblos -> @Yes...I was just told to look for an old man attempting to flee the building. ::stands:: Please, stay in touch with Pher. It is a wise investment.

Troy Parson -> ::Cautiously emerging from under the desk:: Hello? Everyone all right out there?

Joe Manning -> @Argyle> ::Nods at Byblos and gets up from the bench. Looks around and slips back into the crowd::

Pher -> :: Moves to the base of the staircase going up. ::

Byblos -> @::does a courteous nod to Argyle and proceeds to the enterance of the dreaded Red Cross Building entrance::

Pher -> :: Takes a tactically correct position, with cover, close to the door. ::

William Chocox -> ::moans in pain:: What did I just do?

Byblos -> @::Takes his shopping bag with him::

STSF_Nickles -> I need medical equipment, :: to Will:: you Killed whatever that was... Lie still for a few

Joe Manning -> ::Moves over to Carver's mangled body and crouches next to it::

Pher -> +Old Man+ Sorry, couldn't get permission to name drop. Do you really want to continue the tactical conflict?

Joe Manning -> Old Man> ::Still no answer::

STSF_Nickles -> your arm is broken and you have severe burns.

Pher -> Audrey, scan for life forms. there was an old man in the area a while back. Where is he?

Joe Manning -> ::Turns the body over to look at the back, which bore the brunt of the phaser pack blast::

Pher -> :: Waves Audrey about ::

William Chocox -> ::wincing severely with the pain:: That would explain the pain. I can't believe that actually worked.

Byblos -> @ ::Byblos ponders things...:: Pher did not say stop....Just notify...::he stands by the entrance to market..to the left of the large red cross building entrance. Checking his Chrono...and then pretends to be on his COMM talking to someone.

Joe Manning -> ACTION: No other lifeforms present in the clinic or the basement. Aside from a few in the waiting area beyond the sealed doorways

Pher -> :: Loudly :: Dr. Z seems to have flown the coup.

Joe Manning -> ::Flinches as a few more sparks jump out from exposed cables:: Synthetic. But ... ::Narrows his eyes and peers closer:: Some tissue as well. I ain't diggin' into this, but I may see a heart in the middle of all this mess.

Pher -> +Troy+ Is someone out there with you? The boss guy is apparently an old fellow. I thought he was in a command center, but Audrey says no. What's your situation?

Byblos -> @::Byblos pretends he is on the phone with a client..lifting his bag up and down...::

STSF_Nickles -> Is she savable Joe?

Joe Manning -> I don't know what 'she' is. But she's beyond saving, I'd say. Back was torn right open.

Troy Parson -> +Pher+ Erm. I'm alive. Nobody in here with me. Have things quieted down out there yet?

STSF_Nickles -> :: gently manuevers Wills broken arm:: OK Will this is going to hurt a bit.

Pher -> +Troy+ Look hard for nobody. Audrey doesn't think you're alone.

STSF_Nickles -> Ready???

William Chocox -> Yes, just get it over with.

Joe Manning -> ACTION: A loud rapid beep suddenly starts in the basement

Pher -> Audrey, locate life forms in the upper rooms please.

Joe Manning -> ACTION: Aside from the crew, there are only a few people in the waiting room

Pher -> William! We have to get out and now! Everybody! Phasers on the stair door!

Byblos -> @Okay, interesting...Tourguide sure can divert a cruise...

STSF_Nickles -> :: manuevers the arm into postition and gives it a hard pulling yank ::

Pher -> Assume that's the self destruct warning!

STSF_Nickles -> Pher Hes hurt pretty bad.

William Chocox -> GAAAH! YOU CALL THAT A LITTLE BIT YOU JKYIN QUACK!

Joe Manning -> ::Glances at Chris and points at his gurney:: Put him on that.

Pher -> I'm guessing he'll be hurt worse if we stay.

Pher -> Someone get a real phaser fast. I've just got my stick!

STSF_Nickles -> :: helps him up cradeling his arm close to his body:: EasY will Lets get you on the gurney We will take care of the rest later.

Byblos -> @::trusts Pher:: No old man yet...bastard probably had a back exit

Pher -> +Byblos+ I may be wrong, but I think the self destruct timer is active.

William Chocox -> GAH! Pher, my phaser should be around here somewhere.

STSF_Nickles -> :: get him on the gurney:: Ill find it Just work with me here

Pher -> :: Moves to Shane's body. He'd have a real gun ::

Pher -> Shane is down too!

Byblos -> @ +Pher +...Tourguide is handling what he can on his end...but you need to get your jikin' sweet ass out of there!

Joe Manning -> PAUSE SIM