Session Start: Sun Nov 09 22:10:07 2003
Session Ident: #taw
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<Ire> Session 122: The Siberian Weapon
<Ire> Time Chart: November 11th, 2222
<Ire> Location: Siberian City
* Ire walks along the streets of the Industrial City of Siberia. So far the group has just been walking around and getting familiar with things
* Silouette has ended up doning a winter jacket, just so she doesn't look horribly out of place here.
* Dahok walks alongside the two, his movements not as restricted now that he's wearing the polar bear fur coat instead of his thicker outer jacket
* Ire pauses, glancing around, spotting a pub.
<Ire> ...Information. Lets go.
* Ire walks to the pub and pulls open the door, stepping in.
* Dahok follows after IRe
<Ire> GM: *the pub is rather warm, as a fire is crackling in the fireplace. Several Russians and various aliens sit around, chatting with one another as beer and alcohol is served from a big breasted female bartender.
* Ire moves in, looking around. He takes a seat at a nearby table.
* Silouette undoes her jacket as she steps in. She pauses to look over the room before sitting at the table.
* Dahok moves over to the table and sits down, he leans back against the chair and stretches his arms out
<Tenri> Baberlus: *walks around*
<Tenri> Baberlus: *clicks something behind Ire*
* Ire glances over his shoulder.
<Tenri> Baberlus: *is pointing a gun at him*
* Dahok looks over at the figure behind Ire
<Ire> ....you...again...
<Tenri> Baberlus: Heh heh. Yep. Me again.
* Dahok then looks down, trying to lock eyes with Ire
* Ire frowns.
<Ire> Came to collect that bounty, finally?
<Tenri> Baberlus: Not if you buy me a drink. *lowers the gun and puts it away*
* Dahok lets out a whimper
<Silouette> ...come up north for a vacation and get this... how quaint.
<Ire> .... *glances as the big breasted bartender as she steps up, glancing at him and Baberlus* Woman: And what will it be?
<Tenri> Mead.
<Tenri> *Baberlus
<Ire> Whiskey.
<Dahok> Lupis: *comes trotting in through the doorway, she looks around and spots Dahok, she turns and trots over to him, hopping up into the booth next to him and sitting on it*
<Ire> Woman: *looks at Dahok and Sil*
<Tenri> Baberlus: *sits with them* Why are you all here?
<Silouette> *shrugs* ...Vodka.
<Dahok> I'll take Rum and Coke. And Lupis here wants a small bowl of Vodka.
<Ire> Woman: *gives Dahok an odd look, then walks off*
* Ire glances at Baberlus.
<Ire> What is your interest?
<Tenri> Baberlus: Slasher, right?
* Dahok moves his right hand ontop of Lupis head and ruffles it up
* Ire is silent, keeping his face neutral.
<Ire> What about Slasher?
<Tenri> Baberlus: You're out to find out what happened, and your search has lead you here. I know. I'm working for the man you're after.
<Dahok> Not a very good employee are you?
<Ire> You're working for Bulshavek Mikhalkovich? Then why are you even talking to us?
<Silouette> ...Merc's can be like that.
<Tenri> Baberlus: Because you'd buy me a drink if I pointed a gun at you long enough. *grins*
<Ire> GM: *the bartender returns, passing out the drinks to everyone. Ire hands her the gil*
<Ire> I see.
<Dahok> Miss, can I get a glass of your thickest beer?
<Ire> Bartender: Da. *walks off*
* Dahok slides both the bowl of vodka and Rum and Coke infront of Lupis
<Ire> GM: *at another table, a weird man with a bandana on his head and thick glasses on his face, knocks over some chairs, holding a bottle or Vodka and ranting about rats*
<Dahok> Lupis: *moves her head over to the bowl of Vodka and starts lapping it up
* Ire takes his bottle of whiskey and throws some back. He needs it after traveling with Dahok Fyro.
<Dahok> Don't drink too much Lupis, you remember what happened last night you got drunk.
* Ire looks at Dahok like he's insane. He throws back more whiskey.
<Tenri> Baberlus: He's got a big new weapon you know.
* Ire glances at Baberlus
<Ire> Bigger than a battleship? *he sounds dubious*
<Silouette> ...don't worry, you're not insane Ire. He is.
<Tenri> Baberlus: Better than a battleship.
<Ire> GM: *the bartender returns and gives Dahok his drink*
* Dahok grabs teh mug and and takes a deep sip of it
<Ire> ... *looks a little concerned* What?
* Dahok tosses her some gil
<Ire> Bartender: *nods, walking away*
<Tenri> Baberlus: Yeah, giant cannon, blows up cities.
* Ire taps his bottle against the table, glancing at Baberlus
<Ire> Part of his plan to take over the zones, probably.
<Silouette> ...is it mobile?
<Dahok> Lupis: *puts her paws on the table, shaking it slightly, she finishes off the bowl and pushes it to the side with her paw, she then turns her head over to the Rum and Coke, starting on that
<Tenri> Baberlus: It's built into a mountain. He calls it his precious, but I call it the Big-Fuckin' Gun.
* Ire looks at Silouette and Dahok, then at Baberlus
<Ire> When does it go active?
<Tenri> Baberlus: In about 4 hours... Can I have another drink?
* Ire waves the bartender over, getting a far away look as he does it. He's running on automatic here, his brain obviously ticking.
<Ire> Bartender: Da?
* Silouette is trying to work out what type of weapon it'd be, if it's a gun that can shoot around the curve of the Earth.
<Ire> Drunk Man: Nyeeet! *runs out of the bar*
<Dahok> NRP: It's nothing more than a giant rubber band with grenades as ammo.
* Ire cups his hands together around the bottle of whiskey, looking at Sil.
<Silouette> ...I'm not even sure what it is, let alone how to deal with it.
<Dahok> Lupis: *hiccups
<Dahok> Lupis...*shakes his heaD*
<Ire> ....Well, if our...*glances at Baberlus* informer here *glances back at Sil* is correct, then we need to act on it. Now. *turns to Baberlus* Where is the location?
<Silouette> .oO( ...can't be many mountains with huge ass guns sticking out of them... )
<Tenri> Baberlus: Oh it's here. *gives Ire teh coords*
* Ire nods, pocketing it.
<Ire> And what do you want for this...information?
* Ire eyes Lupis as it gets drunk.
<Dahok> Lupis: *finishes the Rum and Coke and barks*
<Dahok> Lupis says it better not be a date with her.
<Ire> .....
* Ire sighs miseribly, taking another swallow.
* Silouette even takes a large drink at that comment.
<Tenri> Baberlus: Your fake dog is drunk.
<Dahok> She's not fake.
<Dahok> Lupis: *barks*
* Ire puts down his bottle.
<Ire> We should start out and take a look at the weapon you described. *stands up* Your help is appreciated.
* Dahok stands up, downing his Thick beer and setting the mug down
* Silouette finishes off her drink and stands up, noding slightly.
* Ire adjusts his coat and starts walking for the door. He opens it, glancing down at the drunk russian man on the ground, talking about jumbo stew.
<Tenri> Baberlus: *drinks the mead*
<Dahok> Let's go Lupis...
* Dahok starts walking out
* Ire steps over the man and onto the snow covered streets of the city. He glances back, waiting for the two catch up with him outside.
<Dahok> Lupis: *turns to the side and leaps off the booth, trotting alongside Dahok*
* Silouette steps out, not bothering to do up her jacket
<Ire> If the mercenary is telling the truth, then this weapon can't be allowed to go online. With all the stuff happening the last few months...well, I don't want a man like Mikhalkovich having it. We'll have to put off our recon on finding him and focus on learning about the weapon.
<Dahok> Sounds like a trap Ire.
<Silouette> ....it'd be convient if he went after good old corpse boy first though.
<Ire> I agree, it does ring of a trap. But we still need to check it out.
<Dahok> It's too convenient for us to be the real deal.
* Ire glances over and sees a man with a jeep, carrying in groceries. He walks over and begins to negotiate for the jeep.
* Silouette shakes her head in ammusement, resting her hands in her pockets.
* Ire hands over a ton of gil and walks over to Dahok, deadpanned.
<Ire> Give him your bear skin.
<Dahok> Why?
<Ire> ... He believes it's the bear skin of a famous albino polar bear named Lucy who's fur gives the user the special ability to fly. He wants it for the car.
<Dahok> Fly?! *jumps up*
<Ire> .....
<Silouette> ...... *would deadpan, but that's her normal state really...*
* Dahok lands back down
<Dahok> Damnt...Ahh well, it was warm while I had it. *begins pulling it off, then hands it to Ire*
<Ire> ...Really, Fyro, the man is obviously troubled. *hands it to him and gets in the jeep* Lets go.
* Dahok is now just wearing a hooded thick sweathsirt
<Dahok> NRP: sweatshirt
* Dahok plops into the back seat of the jeep
* Silouette seems to sigh, and takes off her winter jacket, giving it to Dahok. "...don't freeze."
<Dahok> Nah, I'm fine. *hands it back to her*
* Ire drives off. As they are going out of sight, in the background, the russian man puts on the bearskin, jumps up, and flies away
* Ire drives along, soon exiting the city and following the only road there is. He is silent as he drives, as per usual
<Ire> GM: *up ahead, signs of a big mountain are coming into view*
* Dahok moves his hand over to the heater control and cranks it up
<Silouette> ...see it yet?
<Ire> Yes.
<Ire> GM: *as the mountain comes more into a view, there seems to be something built into it - a huge base that extends down the mountain to it's base. A giant cannon is situated in the mountainside, sticking out*
<Dahok> Think it firse an energy based attack?
<Ire> Hard to say.
<Silouette> ...energy shouldn't be able to hit a distant target on it's own... it'd need LOS.
<Ire> GM: *up ahead, near the base, is a jeep, broken down. 3 soldiers, probably from the base ahead, seem to be trying to fix it.*
* Dahok looks around
<Dahok> Looks three soldiers...and there's three of us.
* Ire nods, then slows the jeep down to a stop near the three soldiers. Immediately one is walking towards them, looking all serious
<Ire> Soldier: The area ahead is restricted! You must turn back! *Arrives at their jeep, looking at them*
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* Ire pauses, then rears back and punches the man across the jaw. He drops like a sack of rocks. The other two soldiers don't seem to have noticed yet
<Ire> Get them.
* Dahok nods
* Ire grabs the man and begins to take off his military outfit.
* Dahok lets out a low growl and Lupis leaps out of the jeep and begins trotting over to the two soldiers
* Dahok steps out of the jeep
<Ire> GM: *the two remaining soldiers don't seem to have notice, both arguing about how to fix the jeep's tire.*
* Silouette steps out of the jeep, and starts walking casually towards the other two
<Ire> GM: *one of the men quit arguing and looks up at the approaching woman and wolf*
* Dahok begins walking over to them
<Ire> Soldier: Halt! Your papers PLEASE.
<Dahok> Lupis: *barks loudly*
<Silouette> ...papers? Oh... we were just hoping you could help with something?
<Ire> Soldier: What is that?
* Dahok steps up behind Lupis and Sil
<Dahok> Hush girl...*pets Lupis*
* Ire is, meanwhile in the background, throwing the naked soldier off to the side.
* Dahok looks over at Sil
<Silouette> ...well... you see... *sighs, not able to think of anything, and just jabs the man in a pressurepoint in the side of neck*
<Ire> Soldier: Aaaaaaruuuuuu! *flails his arms, then falls over*
<Ire> GM: *the next soldier stands up, trying to grab his rifle*
* Dahok quickly jabs the other soldier in the face
<Ire> GM: *the soldier goes down, too, holding his face* Soldier: MY NOSE!!!!
<Dahok> Lupis: *leaps forward and tackles the same solder*
* Dahok steps over the guy
<Dahok> Would you just get knocked out! *punches the guy in the face again*
<Ire> Soldier: *gushes blood* AAAH
<Dahok> *punches him again, across the face this time*
<Ire> Soldier: *cries out again, whimpering now*
* Ire walks over, in the soldier's uniform. He stares at Dahok.
<Silouette> ...no no no, like this. *karate chop*
<Ire> Soldier: *is KOed*
<Dahok> Ohhhh...*karate chops across the air* Like that?
<Silouette> .....we really need to find you some old spy movies.
<Dahok> Lupis: *looks up and lets out huffs of air, making it sound like she's laughing*
* Dahok begins taking the guys clothes off
<Dahok> NRP: Yeah...that just sounds soooo wrong.
<Ire> NRP: Sex!
<Silouette> NRP: First you beat'em, then you strip 'em... Yeah, that does sound wrong.
* Dahok begins putting on the soldiers outfit
<Ire> I'll be in the jeep. *nods to Sil, giving her some room to undress and stuff. He walks off to the jeep and sits down, looking up at the sky*
* Dahok finishes dressing, not caring who see's him in his boxers
* Silouette takes the uniform that is obviously too big for her, and steps out of sight of Dahok as well
* Dahok kneels next to Lupis and rubs her forehead
<Dahok> I'll call you when I need you. *pats her side and Lupis turns and runs off in the distance, disappearing*
* Ire keeps looking up at the falling snow.
* Dahok stands up and walks over to the jeep stepping in.
<Dahok> Hey Ire, you think they'll recognize this jeep?
<Ire> Why would they?
* Silouette climbs into the jeep a momment later, having done a remarkible job on the uniform. You'd think she kept a tailor with her or something.
* Ire glances at sil, then starts up and keeps driving along.
<Dahok> Becuase they probably have certain jeeps they use and this one doesn't look like theres.
<Ire> I doubt they'll pay attention. *pauses, then relents* Good point, though.
<Dahok> I have some now and then.
<Silouette> ...think we could get theirs working?
<Dahok> Looks like they have a flat tire only.
* Ire stops the jeep, backing it up.
<Ire> Alright, Fyro, change the tires. Use one of ours.
<Silouette> ....you'd think trained soldiers could change a tire, even if they can't repair an innertube.
<Dahok> ......Didn't I have to do this once before?
<Ire> .... *gives him "the look"*
<Dahok> EEEP! *leeps out and runs over to the other jeep, quickly grabbing the jack out of that jeep and jacking it up, he then begins the process of changing the tires
* Ire rubs his nose, then looks out at the mountain base ahead.
* Dahok finishes swapping the tire and lowers the vehicle
<Dahok> Ok let's go...
* Ire switches jeeps, hopping into the next one. He cranks it up.
* Silouette switches vehicles
* Ire begins to drive towards the base.
* Dahok luckilly had gotten in before he drove off
* Ire glances in the back of the jeep, trying to see what's back there.
* Ire brings them up towards the military gate. He forgoes looking back there, though there seems to be some canisters in the back, tightly bundled together.
* Ire parks at the military gate and looks as the man there walks forward.
<Ire> Soldier: Your identification, please.
* Dahok begins patting his chest pockets down
* Ire nods, reaching into his pocket and pulling out an ID badge. He hands it to the guard, who walks back to his booth.
<Ire> Guard: *looks up at Ire's face, then at the ID card, then types something into the computer, unlocking the gate, which begins to slide open. He walks back over, handing over the ID badge*
<Ire> Guard: Have a good day, Lt.
* Ire grunts, driving forward. He clips the ID badge onto his uniform shirt and moves along the various compound buildings.
<Dahok> I didn't like the look on his face.
<Ire> GM: *it seems Ire put his on picture on the ID badge*
* Dahok find his ID Badge and looks at it
<Ire> GM: *the ID badge is of some soldier that Dahok beat the shit out of*
<Silouette> ...took some classes in forgery, eh boss?
<Ire> Yes.
* Ire drives to an area of the base where fewer people are at and then parks the jeep.
* Dahok looks back in the cargo area
<Dahok> What we got back there?
* Ire pulls back a seat and looks. The canisters seem to be fairly old with "DANGER: HAZARDOUS MATERIALS" on them.
* Silouette looks for a more precise label
<Dahok> Think we could place a remote mine on these puppies?
* Ire glances at Dahok.
<Dahok> Just in case we need a diversion.
<Silouette> ...hazardous doesn't mean explosive.
<Silouette> ...it could be a bunch of used needles for all we know.
<Ire> GM: *something is there. Sil has to squint more*
<Dahok> ...*drops his head in defeat*
* Silouette looks more carefully
<Ire> GM: *it's a symbol, it seems.*
* Ire stares at the symbol.
<Vile> Nrp: "It's not a Magic Eye, Ire." "...Oh.")
<Silouette> ......though... this might be explosive.
* Ire glances at Sil.
* Dahok head pops up
<Dahok> HAH!
<Silouette> .....in the... oh my god, I don't want to be near it if it goes up, variety...
<Ire> .....?
<Silouette> ......radioactive. Probally nuclear.
* Ire sits back, letting out a breath.
<Dahok> Shit, let's just the explosives now, and leave.
<Silouette> ......if this is for the gun, then I'm worried.
<Ire> There hasn't been any of that in more than a century. How did they did find it?
<Dahok> ...If it's for the gun, then they'll bring it near the gun.
<Silouette> ......well, this is syberia. It wouldn't surprise me if there were old underground missile silos.
<Ire> Point.
Session Close: Mon Nov 10 00:00:00 2003

Session Start: Mon Nov 10 00:00:00 2003
Session Ident: #taw
<Ire> Plus in the Maverick Wars, they say Zero detonated nuclear warheads here.
* Ire looks up at the cannon, high above them in the mountain side.
<Ire> Mikhalkovich must be mad.
<Vile> nrp: A mad russian? NOOoOOOoOOo.
* Ire looks at Sil and Dahok.
<Dahok> Sounds like he's just power hungry.
<Ire> We're going to have to find away a way to destroy the cannon before he can even begin to test use the nuclear materials.
<Ire> Session Ends
Session Close: Mon Nov 10 00:04:15 2003