Session Start: Tue May 20 19:22:16 2003
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20030520.log'
<Ire> Session 62: Silouette - You Only Live Twice
<Ire> Time Chart: July 25th, 2222
<Ire> Location: Building 38
*** TAW is now known as Jake`
* Ire sits in the control room, finishing up his latest report.
* Jake` watches the HoloVid, as per usual.
* Silouette sits in the lounge, cleaning her sword, and seeming slightly uncomfertable about something unsaid.
* Pope stands next to Ire, smoking
*** Garland is now known as Stark
* Ire closes the folder and slides it forward across his desk, looking at Pope.
<Pope> ...What?
<Ire> Jerry: *busts into the louge, panting and huffing worse than usual as the July heat wave makes the June one seem reasonable. He's holding various materials for a mission briefing*
* Stark stands in the background, drinking a cup of coffee.
<Ire> Hm? Nothing. Have you talked with Ayn yet?
<Pope> Yeah.
<Ire> Good.
<Ire> Jerry: *Wheeze wheeze* Hey...guys...head up...stairs...got...a mission...
* Jake` eyes Jerry, shrugs, and flips off the HoloVid. He walks upstairs to the control room.
* Silouette looks up at Jerry, and back to her sword. "......"
<Ire> Jerry: *lumbers up after Jake. As per usual, he trips right before entering the control room.
* Ire sighs, hearing the loud crash and eyeing the door.
<Ire> ...Jerry.
* Silouette shrugs a little and follows them up, still with her sword.
<Ire> Jerry: *heaves himself up and walks into the control room, falling into a chair. It groans under his weight.
<Jake`> Man, this guy is a sad sight.
<Silouette> ...so what is it this time, mutant puppies have been eating rabid sunflowers?
<Ire> Jerry: *pauses, then sighs and pitches one folder out the window. He grabs the second one*
<Jake`> ---that was a joke, right? *looks at the window* Tell me..
<Ire> Jerry: *hands out a folder to Ire, Pope, and Silouette*
* Silouette shakes her head in disbelief
* Stark sips his coffee. "Nothing around here is a 'joke' anymore."
<Ire> Jerry: We've been having an assassin moving around Mega City the last few days, executing people with a single gunshot wound to the forehead. The result: it blows the back of their brains out all over the place
<Pope> ...
<Pope> Well no shite, git.
<Ire> ...isn't this high profile for us?
<Silouette> ....so what's the catch?
<Ire> Jerry: Well, the catch is - they were already dead before the gunshot. I mean, ..well, they were dead and buried way before this occurred. But, there's no doubt about it, the gunshot killed them despite this.
<Pope> Not to mention 'not retarded'
<Jake`> Come again?
<Silouette> ......
<Pope> ...If this is about zombies, I ain't goin' anywhere.
<Ire> ...
<Ire> Jerry: Well, no they're not zombies. The bodies weren't decomposing and they weren't eating flesh.
<Ire> Faked deaths?
<Ire> Jerry: No.
<Ire> Hrm.
* Ire looks like he's lost interest - like so many disappointing freak cases as before.
<Jake`> Wow - we're investigating dead people who aren't really dead, but are then killed?
<Ire> Jerry: I did some digging around for you, just so you wouldn't be running around the city aimlessly. They were all members of a local night club.
<Ire> What is it called?
<Ire> Jerry: Revelations.
<Ire> ...Figures.
* Silouette idly wonders if Jerry has the same definition of night club as Dahok does for dance club
<Ire> Jerry: *scribbles down an address and hands it to Ire* There you go.
<Stark> I'm not interested. I may be a witchdoctor, but there's only a certain ammount of the undead I'm willing to deal with.
<Ire> I'll go.
<Jake`> Same here.
<Silouette> ...no real plans for today, I guess you can count me in.
* Ire grabs a comm, calling in the van.
* Ire glances at the quiet Pope
<Ire> You coming?
* Pope shrugs
<Pope> Guess I might as well, not like I got anythin' better to do.
<Ire> Alright.
<Ire> We'll meet outside in five minutes.
* Ire walks out of the control room.
* Silouette nods and heads off to gather her things
<Jake`> Hmmm, should I get us some garlic?
<Pope> ...Get us some crosses while yer at it.
* Ire throws out the teenager driver and gets in the van.
<Jake`> Alright. *nods* Will do. *heads off to gather them*
* Pope follows Ire
* Silouette heads is in the back of the van, like she normally is when they're going somewheres
* Jake` heads out and gets in the back, sporting some garlic and crosses.
* Ire eyes Pope, then Jake.
<Ire> Tell me you put him up to that.
<Pope> I 'ave no idea what you're talkin' 'bout, gov.
* Pope smirks and gets into the van
* Ire mutters something about his team being the death of him one day. He pulls the van out onto the street, heading for the night club.
<Jake`> So, do you think the entire night club is run by the living dead?
<Jake`> A sort of hang out place for them to be left alone?
<Silouette> ...some how I doubt it.
* Ire mutters something in an off-shoot of the old German language, along the lines of Jake being a stupid, stupid dog.
* Ire pulls up in the night club. On the outside, it looks fairly ordinary.
<Ire> NRP: Yes, IN it. Not AT it.
<Silouette> NRP: <Patrons> *run screaming as Ire smashes through the wall*
* Ire turns the van off and steps out of the car. Jake hops out, looking around for anything unusual
<Ire> NRP: <Ire> ... *gets out and orders something to drink*
* Jake` adjusts his crosses, looking at Pope.
<Jake`> You ready?
<Pope> You go first there, mate.
<Ire> GM: *the sun begins to set, though it's still light out. Night is coming...*
<Silouette> *looks around* ...quaint little place.
* Ire walks in first, flashing his badge so he doesn't have to pay.
* Jake` tries to go in, but is thrown out.
* Silouette heads in after Ire, glancing around the dimly lit establishment
* Pope steps in, the glow of his cigarette illuminating in the pale lighting.
* Ire walks around, looking at the various tables. The place is half-full, since it's early still. They are enjoying their drinks.
* Ire blends in well, despite the fact his uniform is gray.
<Ire> I'm going to talk with the bartender. You two can do what you want.
* Ire heads for the bar, leaning against it. He begins to open up dialogue with the bartender.
<Ire> GM: *on the wall is a poster of Bobo the Alien*
* Silouette nods and starts to casually look around, incase something stands out.
* Pope stands around...and that's that.
<Ire> GM: *some some ladies, together in a group, look over at Pope and giggle*
<Silouette> <Bartender> *eyes Ire with a bit of a frown*
* Ire shows some pictures of the deceased he got from the folder Jerry handed him.
<Ire> Do you know these people?
* Pope eyes the ladies over the rim of his sunglasses with a small grin, but glances away, knowing better
* Jake` walks behind Pope
<Jake`> Anything suspicious going on?
<Silouette> <Bartender> Eh? Should I? *looks down at the pictures* No... No... No... No... Ye-wait, no...
<Silouette> <Bartender> *points at the last two* I do reconize those two though.
<Ire> Can you tell me anything about them? Anything that might have stood out to you?
<Ire> GM: *at one of the tables, a russian nerd enjoys some Vodka*
<Silouette> <Bartender> Looked like they were extras from a vampire movie really, but they seemed okay. Always paid for their drinks in advance. Usually only came on Tuesdays.
<Ire> I see. What did they do while they were here?
<Silouette> <Bartender> Usually just talked and drank. I've seen them meeting with other people on occasion, but nothing out of the ordinary.
<Silouette> <Bartender> But there was usually three of them together... Did they do something?
<Ire> They were all murdered. Possibly by someone they met. Did they people they met seem unusual?
<Ire> (met)
<Ire> (MEET)
<Silouette> <Bartender> Well... I've seen them with a business man or two now and then... but that wasn't recently.
<Ire> I see. Well, thank you for your time.
* Jake` waves at the giggling ladies.
<Silouette> <Bartender> *nods and goes back to his customers*
* Ire joins Pope and Jake.
<Ire> Nothing to go on here. Lets look around the club some.
* Ire heads for the exit.
<Jake`> Uh..guess he means outside.
* Jake` follows Ire.
* Silouette nods and follows Ire out.
* Ire steps back outside into the hot, evening air of Mega City. He puts his hands in his pockets as he steps down the steps leading away from the nightclub.
* Jake` walks to the side of Sil.
<Jake`> How are we going to figure out what's going on? I mean, we have no real leads.
*** Vile has joined #TAW
<Ire> I'm sure something will happen in time now...
<Ire> (any)
* Pope follows everybody out
*** Vile is now known as Thrawn
* Silouette is shot, but manages to move enough to take the bullet in the arm, and is knocked to the ground
<Ire> ?!
* Ire spins around, his handguns instantly in hand.
* Jake` bends down
<Jake`> You okay?
* Ire scans the area rapidly.
<Silouette> <Figure> *jumps off the roof of a building across the street and into an alley*
<Ire> Jake, watch SIl.
* Ire rushes off towards the alley.
<Silouette> *nods slightly, holding her arm* ...y-yeah. Just a flesh wound.
* Jake` eyes Pope
<Jake`> Just going to stand there?
<Pope> I'm thinkin', hold on.
<Jake`> ....oh. Okay.
<Silouette> <GM 2> A bullet ricochets off the building next to Ire. It's hard to see where it came from though.
* Pope turns and rushes into a nearby building
* Silouette sits up against a building, still holding her arm.
* Ire ducks low, still holding his handguns. He mutters, still making a beeline for the alley.
* Jake` stays near Sil, protecting her.
*** Thrawn is now known as Ghoul
<Silouette> <GM 2> No more bullets are fired as Ire continues down the alley.
* Ire quickly moves down the alley, looking around.
* Pope comes out onto a rooftop nearby from where the shooting was
<Silouette> <Figure> *tackles Ire to the ground, a sword in his hand*
<Ire> !
* Ire hits the ground hard, firing immediately.
<Silouette> <Figure> *is a middle aged man, with a carefully managed beard. Wearing a long coat and a tie. He rolls back out of the way to avoid the shot*
* Jake` keeps an eye out as he kneels near Silouette.
* Ire rolls backwards to his feet, weapon aimed.
<Ire> Freeze!
* Pope runs along the edge of the rooftops, looking for the assailant
<Silouette> <Man> Do not get involved with these monsters.
<Ire> ...what?
<Ire> GM: *Pope would see commotion in the alley*
* Pope pulls out his shotgun and takes aim
<Silouette> <Man> *takes a step back* They aren't human! These... abominations! They aren't even alive.
* Pope shouts down. "Move a fuckin' inch and I'll blow yer goddamn head all over the side o' that wall!"
<Silouette> <Man> Such things should never be.
<Ire> The people you've been killing?
* Ire keeps his gun trained.
<Silouette> <Man> *scoffs* People? The soulless are not such!
<Ire> Alright, so you've been killing people 'who should be dead'. Fine. But taking shots at my team is unforgiveable.
* Pope firmly plants his foot on the edge of the roof as he keeps his gun fixed on the assailant. "Ire, would you bloody arrest 'im already?"
* Ire flips out his handcuffs.
<Silouette> <Man> *takes another step back* You don't understand... No, how could the unenlightened see the shadows in the dark...
* Ire walks forward, preparing to handcuff the maniac.
* Pope cocks his gun
<Pope> I said don't move!
<Silouette> <Man> *waits until Ire is close enough, then kicks out his feet. Using him as a human shield as he ducks into the back door of a building, and slams it behind him*
* Ire hits the ground, rolls immediately to his feet, and stands. He switches back to his handguns.
<Ire> Next time, we shoot without bothering to ask him questions.
* Pope starts firing
<Pope> Damn.
* Ire tries to open the back door.
*** Stark is now known as Garland
<Silouette> <GM 2> The door is locked.
* Ire aims the gun at the lock/handle area and fires.
<Silouette> <GM 2> The lock shatters and gives.
* Ire looks up Pope
<Ire> Try to meet back up with me when you can.
* Ire runs in.
* Pope tries to cross over to the building tha man ran into
<Ire> NRP: *Pope falls to his death*
<Silouette> <GM 2> The door leads to a hallway that leads to the front lobby of an appartment building
<Pope> NRP: Hah! I've got extra lives!
* Ire runs enters the lobby, looking around.
<Silouette> <GM 2> There's the front door, and two stair cases
* Ire looks to see if anyone is around who might have saw which way he went.
<Silouette> <GM 2> Closest person seems to be down in the laundry room, humming some tune
* Ire glances at the stairs, grabbing his comm and contacting Pope
<Ire> Possible chance the suspect is heading up the stairs in your direction. I'm going to check outside.
* Ire runs out the front door, looking around.
<Pope> <comm> Aye.
* Pope goes inside the building from the rooftop access; his gun drawn, loaded, and ready
<Silouette> <GM 2> The streets outside seem pretty quiet...
* Ire spins around, checking everything out thoroughly.
* Jake` pauses, looking around. He sees an odd man.
<Silouette> <Man> *trains his gun on Jake's forehead* Move away boy.
<Jake`> ...no
* Jake` stands in front of Sil
* Silouette descretely turns on her comm.
<Ire> Dammit, which way did he go...
<Silouette> <Man> I don't want to have to hurt you, but I will if I have to.
* Ire notes the comm. being opened. He pauses, listening.
<Ire> ...Jake.
<Ire> Or Sil?
<Ire> ....
* Ire looks in the direction he left them.
<Jake`> Then don't hurt me.
<Jake`> Just leave.
* Ire runs towards the nightclub.
<Silouette> <Man> *takes a step forward* If you want to be able to continue your job, then you'll let me do mine.
<Ire> Tell me - why should I?
* Ire runs the corner, pressing against the wall, looking out at the man and Jake.
* Ire hopes Pope is getting this transmission, too
* Pope bursts out onto the rooftop again, doubling over in heavy pants
<Pope> Gettin' too bloody old for this..
* Ire leans around the corner, aiming at the man's head. He lines up.
* Ire pulls the trigger.
<Silouette> <Man> *at that moment is drawing his blade. The sword slashes Jake's leg and he dives at Silouette. The sword piercing through her gut... just before he takes the bullet in the head*
<Ire> Shit!
* Ire runs over at top speed, even as Jake falls to the ground, holding his leg.
* Ire grabs comm.
<Ire> Officer down.
* Silouette goes wide eyed, but does cry out as she's stabbed.... Then, she's covered in blood from the man, with a nasty case of deja vu.
* Jake` hits the ground, holding his leg.
<Silouette> <Man> *falls over lifelessly on the ground... resembing some of his victims*
* Ire runs up to Silouette, kneeling down next to her and checking out her wound.
<Silouette> *looks up at Ire, rather pitifully for her* .....ouch.
<Ire> Hang on,.
<Silouette> <GM 2> The wound seems to be fairly nasty... but isn't gushing blood like would be expected.
* Ire checks the sword, to see if it's possible to remove it without injuring her more fatally.
* Pope stumbles out of the building, panting and out of breath as he stumbles over
<Silouette> *sees what Ire is doing* ...just... pull it out cleanly... please...
* Ire eyes the wound's lack of blood, but says nothing. He nods, then pulls it out cleanly and quickly and least painful as he can.
* Jake` gets into a sitting position, tying something around his leg.
<Jake`> Is she *ungh* okay?
* Silouette winces as the blade is torn out, and almost doubles over, holding her stomach. "...urgh.... I... I think I need a new uniform..."
<Ire> ....she's fine, Connor.
<Pope> Did we get 'im?
* Ire nods at Pope. He nods in the direction the body fell.
<Silouette> <Man> *is VERY dead*
* Pope looks over at the body. "...Huh."
<Ire> ...Pope, get Jake to the van for me, will you?
* Pope helps Jake up
<Pope> Yeah.
<Jake`> Ungh...ow. ow...pain...
<Pope> Oh suck it up.
* Silouette trys to stand, but stumbles, and falls back against the wall.
* Ire holds out a hand to keep Sil still, waiting for Pope and Jake to be out of hearing range at the van.
<Ire> ...no blood.
* Silouette pauses when Ire says that.
* Ire looks Silouette in the face.
* Jake` hobbles into the van seat with Pope's help
<Jake`> Well, we got the bad guy
* Silouette looks... worried. Very worried.
<Ire> It's why he was gunning for you. You're like the others. Alive...but ... not?
* Ire pauses, then shrugs casually.
<Ire> Lets get you home.
* Ire bends down, throws Sil's arm around his shoulder, and lifts her up into his arms.
<Silouette> *looks somewhat relieved* .....thank you.
* Ire looks at her somewhat gently, then carries her to the van. He sets her in the back.
*** Ghoul has quit IRC (Quit: Leaving)
*** Ghoul has joined #TAW
* Ire turns to look at Pope.
<Ire> Well, case closed. I'm going to call in some people to get the body.
* Pope nods
<Pope> Do we know what that was all 'bout, anyway?
* Ire grabs his comm, alerts the police morgue, tells them that the guy admitted to the murders, then attacked the team.
* Ire pockets the comm, looking at Pope.
<Ire> Just some guy...attacking that which he cannot understand.
* Ire taps the hood of the van and opens his driver door, getting in.
* Pope follows Ire inot the van
* Ire turns it on, pulls away from the nightclub, and drives back to the police lot.
<Silouette> * END SESSION *
Session Close: Tue May 20 21:04:04 2003