Player Plot: It's Die Hard on a Ship

[desertbloomed]

Who: Closed to those who (before this posting) signed up for the plot. Feel free to comment to the Job Interview thread even if you haven't!
When: On or around early-mid November.
Where: In the sky! On the Pravoka Interviews take place at Ashelia's apartment in Lavode.
What: It's Die Hard on a ship.
Warnings/Notes: Violence, cussing. Okay, all done! Tag in, y'all! Please reemeber to tag yourselves :) Yippie ki-yay, mofos!

Loading up the ship seems to be going smoothly enough, despite the harried look on Lady-Captain Ashelia’s face. She walks to and fro, Kupozencrantz struggling to stay by her side, as she refers once, twice, three, four, more times to her iMog slate. She makes a call - and after a short discussion, appears to acquiesce. Loading and boarding seems to proceed apace. The crew is signed in, inventory is checked and double checked, and the maiden voyage of the Pravoka under Lady-Captain Ashelia B’nargin Dalmasca is on her way.

The atmosphere on the ship is calm and easygoing; there’s a lot of cargo to guard, but a lot of people to guard it. The meals are generous, just on this side of lavish, the mattresses in the (albeit cramped) bunks are surprisingly soft and fluffy (is that memory foam? Does memory foam exist on Vaikuntha?) and the air circulation would put some spas to shame. It’s a more or less pleasant time. Until it isn’t.



Shortly before midnight, with the crew scattered about the ship, the lights are cut. Radar and monitoring equipment just shuts down. The ship shakes and groans and, depending on where you are, footsteps can be heard. Hushed voices. Then, you smell something. Or do you? Before you can react, everything goes black. Blacker. More black.

When you come to, you have no idea where you are for a good couple minutes. The room spins around you. You try to move, but find you can’t move your arms. They’re tied behind you, or to the arms of another one of your companions, or above you...are you in the brig? No, you realize as you feel yourself sinking into the plush mattress beneath you. Not the brig at all. Regardless, your next course of action is clear: get free, figure out who did this, and make them pay.

Comments

[mech_and_mutt]

With the pace Red was keeping in his battle against the Paladin- and mindful of the escalating sounds of combat from further in- he could barely afford a sidelong glance over towards his teammates. Though the sounds of struggle from over near the Gunslinger did draw just a moment of--

Furballs, he so much as blinks and he lets the Paladin slip past! Okay, the Felineko had long since been let out of the bag. No sense trying to hold back the noise now.

If he wasn't willing to cross swords, then he could try and dodge bullets. A quick few •Water Bullets from the Gunblade's barrel would hopefully finish the paladin up without too much of a fuss, and maybe then he could find some way to catch up with that Gunslinger and the others...

[daggercubed]

Vax sticks his dagger as near to the paladin's neck as he can manage. His eyes are on Sephiroth, and Angeal, before looking down to the kneeling paladin.

"Maybe stop, now, yeah?" he says. "I think we've got you."

[desertbloomed]

In the sick bay, Frisk will find several men, presumably pirates, rooting around for something. One is fiddling around in the supply closet, the other two checking behind beds.

On the bridge, Ashelia charges at the illusionist, preparing a Contre Sixte combo - but the illusionist raises his staff, disappearing entirely, having Teleported away. Ashelia curses under her breath, but instead turns her attention to the ninja, letting Dual Braziers fly his way once more. The ninja grunts in pain, taking Madhuri's attention on the Magitek knight as an opportunity to put down a Smokescreen, disappearing from sight.

The Magitek knight fares much worse, of course. One doesn't generally survive getting one's face blown off.

Back in the galley, it would seem the fight has more or less come to an end. The paladin is hit by the Water Bullets, and seems unable to put up more of a fight against Vax's threat, despite clearly wanting to.

Up on the second floor, the gunslinger paws at the sword stuck in his belly, futilely attempting to dislodge it.

assuming they can cast smokescreen first since they have the drop on them

[sassafrisk]

Okay. Getting down to business. Ninjatos out, tonfas in, files reshuffled.

FILE SAVED: Frisk (Bravery)
FILE SAVED: Frisk (LOVE)
FILE SAVED: Frisk
FILE SAVED: Frisk
FILE SAVED: Frisk
FILE SAVED: Frisk

All files loaded!

Speed up +20%, Attack Potency up +20%, Health up +40%, Healing Potency down -20%, Health down -5% every turn!

It was go time, and definitely not the time to ponder whether these pirates would have any qualms about killing children. Frisk lays down a small Smokescreen first, disappearing... then reappearing directly above the supply closet pirate's head, clocking them with an Invisible Assassinate Nonlethal Takedown before disappearing again.

[neverbeamemory]

Sephiroth wiped away a thin trail of blood that had come up and formed in his mouth in between the time it took Eos to react and start delivering healing and Angeal's hasty rush to his side. He turned his head slowly to Angeal, looking up the other mans' muscled arm with a look which was half-warning, half-curiosity as the bullet became unlodged from his gut and the wound closed away. There would be a hole to repair in that signature belt of his, that's all.

A potion later, with a long breath, Sephiroth grunted audibly and the curiosity he held immediately turned to something more in line with something far more familiar. How dare he be made to suffer like that. Now agitated, Sephiroth sternly shrugged Angeal's support away he dragged his frame back up vertical and near enough glared down the katana-length which was still pinning the gunslinger to the floor.

"Now then-" He stretched himself out further, rolling one shoulder slowly after another before lightly resting his hand on the pommel of his weapon. Suddenly pushing firmly, just piercing a little further to renew the pain as Sephiroth's top lip curled up in a sneer.

"-what can you tell me about your mission here-?"