Session 2 15

Mayor: "Of course I support licensing and background checks. Can't have felons running around armed. But ones run by us, not restricting all arms to the military."
Alexander: "Then you propose establishing a second military, then?"
Wenser: "[On how to make neutrino comms. But I don't recall writing it down.]"
Mayor: "If that's what you want to call it. You can't be everywhere at once. Let the people be armed, if we have to deal with these Nephilim everywhere!"
Alexander: "Why bother with a second military when we already have a first?"
Alexander: "It would simply complicate the already complex bureaucracy."
Zinda Tegram glances back at the crowd, trying to get a feeling for the 'terrain' of the situation.
Zinda Tegram rolled up 4dF: 0 + 0 - (Base: 4 Total: 4) (Alertness,Assess)
Mayor: "See, that's where the analogy breaks down. I'm not proposing a formal chain of command for everyone armed. That's part of the point."
Alexander: "Then what would the organisation be? How would people know what to do? Where would the the structure, the order?"
The 'terrain' seems fairly simple in this debate. There are two positions, and the audience volleying between them, leaning back and forth.
Mayor: "Now, you're assuming there needs to be a structure for everything. That people can't act without someone giving them orders. That just ain't so."
Zinda Tegram: "Without a formal chain of command, it would be nearly impossible to form effective deployments, coordinate strategies, maintain complex equipment…With all due respect Mr. Mayor, my fighter is not in the same class as the personal weapons given to civilians."
Mayor: "We'd have the standard bureaucrats running the checks, and license training. Use standard laws to set up what people can and can't do. But that's different from everything being an order."
Alexander: "You can't mount an effective defense without SOME order. Without order, it would just be chaos. Imagine a populace terrified of Nephilim assault, all well armed, with no command structure."
Abraham: "Oh we're not concerned about inaction. We're concerned about uncoordinated action."
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Can we get an init thing going? If that makes sense?
Mayor: "The POINT is to deal with when there's no time for precoordination."
Alexander: "The point of planning is that you don't have to come up with something on the spot, Mr. Mayor."
[OOC] Hrrin: I'd like that.
Abraham: "So then the point is training? Military training to know how you /should/ react in a crisis?"
Zinda Tegram: "Who would maintain the capital ships?"
Zinda Tegram: "That's not something you can train someone to do in a few months."
Abraham: "A good point Dame Tegram. Hand weapons are not much good against an orbibal bombardment."
Zinda Tegram: "And as for fighters, those require pilots to be 'on call' at the station."
Abraham: "Unless I have not been paying attention and the honorable mayor is proposing issuing fighters to the militia?"
Zinda Tegram glances out at the audience, and picks an indecisive woman out.
Zinda Tegram: "Would YOU like to spend all your time on a space station, waiting for an attack?"
Zinda Tegram: "For years, decades on end?"
[OOC] WC GM: Sure. Was setting that up, but since it's time - init order: Spyboy, Mayor/Alexander, Abraham/Hrrin/Zinda, Ingenue
[OOC] WC GM: In order of Charm
Zinda Tegram rolled up 4dF: + 0 - 0 (Base: 3 Total: 3) (Intimidation to place "Do YOU want to fight?")
[OOC] WC GM: Spyboy's turn first. :P
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: xD
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: OK, OK. : P
[OOC] Abraham: Zinda has been Spyboy the entire time…
[OOC] Alexander: That explains everything.
[OOC] Spyboy: Sorry
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: /me unzips her latexSpyboy suit and emerges, boarding torch in hand!
[OOC] Abraham: HY! KNEW HIT!
[OOC] WC GM: Boarding Spyboy what?
[OOC] Ingenue: …okay, works for me.
[OOC] Spyboy: Are there any specific pawns in play, or is it just the audience?
[OOC] Spyboy: Like, 'merchants' and 'industrialists,' etc
[OOC] Abraham: Chief of Police…
[OOC] Abraham: Possibly weapon merchants…
[OOC] WC GM: So far it's just the audience, but pawns - divisions of the audience - can emerge.
[OOC] Spyboy: Okay.
Spyboy: "I don't think the mayor is thinking that far ahead, honestly, Dame Tegram. I think he just wants to put lasers on freighters, the idea being that surrounding every freighter with a bunch of strangers with anti-ship weapons will make them feel *less* scared."
[OOC] Spyboy: So kinda arbitrary combat, then?
Abraham: "Now now, I'm sure the mayor has a specific and well-thoughtout plan in mind. Let's not sabotage it before we hear about it."
Spyboy rolled up 4dF: 0 + - 0 (Base: 4 Total: 4) (Charm to place "Do I trust the next guy with a gun?")
[OOC] Ingenue: Is there anyone talky on the Mayor's side besides the mayor that we currently know of?
[OOC] Spyboy: Not his brother =D
[OOC] WC GM: No one yet.
[OOC] Abraham: He's not on this floor, is he?
[OOC] Spyboy: No, he's not. D=
[OOC] WC GM: And yeah, social combat can be a bit arbitrary.
[OOC] WC GM: Mayor's bro was last seen on ground floor.
[OOC] Spyboy: Well, I meant cuz strictly speaking, social combat has range penalties.
[OOC] Abraham: /me yells down to the Mayor's brother 'you suck' gets a range penalty. Who knew?
[OOC] Spyboy: Cuz Republicans really don't listen to liberal talk radio. And vice versa.
[OOC] Aerdan: Clearly someone doesn't understand how to make your voice carry, I guess.
[OOC] Spyboy: Also, after me is the Mayor and Alexander.
Mayor: "Sure it will, if they have lasers of their own. Besides, it's not the stranger humans - or lagos, or Kilrathi - they should be worried about."
WC GM rolled up 4dF: + 0 - - (Base: 4 Total: 3) (Oratory for the defense)
[OOC] WC GM: Aspect placed. Mayor's turn…
[OOC] WC GM: And now for that other-pieces bit mentioned earlier.
Mayor: "Besides, if we could at least arm the police, that'd be something. But nooo, the police currently can't handle if some Nephilim marines show up in town - too small a detachment for you to worry about. Isn't that right, Chief Williams?"
WC GM rolled up 4dF: 0 0 + + (Base: 3 Total: 5) (Charm to try to Move Another: force Police Chief Williams into the debate)
[OOC] Abraham: Did anyone else read that as 'Chief Wiggams'?
[OOC] Spyboy: No.
WC GM rolled up 4dF: + 0 0 - (Base: 3 Total: 3) (Resolve (Williams had been trying to stay out of this))
The crowd's heads turn, and…it looks like Williams is now part of the debate.
[OOC] WC GM: Charm 2, so he goes with Abraham/Hrrin/Zinda. Alexander's turn!
[OOC] Abraham: Make him roll join battl… debate!
Alexander: "So, you propose arming the police with military grade weapons… but without military grade training. Ignoring that, do we even have the manufacturing capacity to produce enough of these weapons to arm them?"
[OOC] WC GM: Is that a Maneuver, Composure Attack, or what?
[OOC] WC GM: Which action are you doing?
[OOC] Alexander: Oh…
Alexander: "And there are many examples throughout history of the dangers of a heavily armed or poorly accountable police force. Do you really want to create a force so powerful?"
[OOC] Alexander: And I guess that would be trying to convince people that it would be a bad idea? I'm still getting the hang of this, sorry.
[OOC] Alexander: So, a composure attack
[OOC] Spyboy: Convincing people it's a bad idea would be a move another on the audience.
[OOC] WC GM: Alright, roll the stat you're using. Are you taking advantage of the Aspect that Spyboy placed? Your line of attack allows for this.
[OOC] WC GM: If you are, that's +2 to your check.
[OOC] WC GM: So include it when you roll.
[OOC] Spyboy: Making him look like a retard in order to remove him from the debat would be a composure attack.
[OOC] Alexander: yeah, but I also have +3 oratory
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: It's just .fudge <skill number>
Alexander rolled up 4dF: + + + - (Base: 3 Total: 5)
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Nice roll. : D
[OOC] Abraham: And… you win.
[OOC] Spyboy: Yeah, if he defends it's 3, so I wouldn't bother pulling the Aspect.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Usually it's good to say .fudge 3; Comment, but that's solid there too.
[OOC] Alexander: sorry, I'll do that next time
[OOC] Aerdan: Note: You can also use the ladder words (Good, Excellent, Superb, etc.)
[OOC] Spyboy: Really? Nice.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: So, 2 composure stress on the mayor.
WC GM rolled up 4dF: + 0 + 0 (Base: 3 Total: 5) (Resolve)
[OOC] WC GM: Mayor's turn had passed, so new defense roll. And he defends.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Awwww.
[OOC] Spyboy: Oh, right. Invoke?
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Wait! Tag it!
[OOC] Alexander: I'm being told to tag that with the freetag for +2
[OOC] WC GM: 2 damage it is, then.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: No, I'm saying you could do it.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: xD
[OOC] Abraham: My turn then?
The audience seems a bit impressed…but not entirely. Yet.
[OOC] WC GM: Yes.
Abraham: "Historically, there have been very sharp divisions between a civilian police, such as the force your good police chief command, and a military force. They get separate training for different goals. Oh of course there's some overlap, a gun is a gun and you both shoot by pulling a trigger, but the goal of a police force is to defend the populace. That is /not/ the goal of a military force. Their goal is to kill the enemy. Do you really want a police force that has to choose between the two?"
Abraham rolled up 4dF: - - + + (Base: 4 Total: 4) (Science to explain the psychological differences as a composure attack)
Mayor: "I want them to be ready when, not if, the two are the same!"
[OOC] Spyboy: Careful! We take him out and the combat ends - but it doesn't really resolve the problem.
[OOC] Spyboy: Our objective is to get the audience on our side.
[OOC] Abraham: that's why I'm not rerolling.
WC GM rolled up 4dF: 0 - 0 + (Base: 6 Total: 6) (Oratory + Lectured The Crowd On Invasion)
The audience does not seem too swayed by this.
[OOC] Spyboy: Bear in mind that one of the best strengths of social combat in Diaspora is that it allows for partial victories…
[OOC] WC GM: Zinda!
[OOC] Spyboy: Results of his warmup, I take it.
Zinda Tegram glances back at the crowd, picking out some indecisive young woman.
[OOC] WC GM: He's entrenched, yes.
Zinda Tegram: "Having lived in a system where an armed populace was the norm, I think I should point out to our audience that the sort of place they are living in would be very different if everyone was expected to fight."
Zinda Tegram: "You there! In the green. Ma'am, have you ever considered what it would be like to actually put your life on the line in a battlefield? Have you thought about what your children and your husband would be like, after being changed by harsh military training?"
Zinda Tegram: "Fighting isn't for everyone."
Zinda Tegram rolled up 4dF: + - - + (Base: 3 Total: 3) (Intimidate to place "Fighting isn't for everyone.")
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: On the scene, so a success of 1 should work.
[OOC] WC GM: Yep. I was going to ask if the lady herself was your actual target - but if it's the scene, that passes. Hrrin!
Hrrin: "Speaking as another who grew up familiar with a very different way of life than the Terran Confederacy-I have seen first-hand that a police force, and a military force, should not be asked to perform the same roles. Civilians can go places and do things that it would not be appropriate, as a matter of ethics, for members of a military hierarchy. Armstrong must be prepared for the Nephilim, but will everyone be best served by the good Mayor's plan?"
Hrrin rolled up 4dF: 0 + 0 0 (Base: 2 Total: 3) (Charm placing "Roles for Civilians, Roles for Military")
[OOC] Hrrin: On the scene.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Two scene aspects. One for defense, one for offense then?
[OOC] WC GM: Yep. Ingenue!
[OOC] WC GM: Err - Williams first.
[OOC] Hrrin: Sounds good to me.
Williams: "And what happens when the Nephilim go to these places you can not travel? His point is, we need to be able to handle them even in our homes."
WC GM rolled up 4dF: - + + + (Base: 2 Total: 4) (Oratory to place "We Are All Threatened" on the scene)
[OOC] WC GM: Now Ingenue
[OOC] Spyboy: Nice roll.
Ingenue initiates a historical database search for previous instances of attempts to arm civilians with modern military weapons and the catastrophic results thereof ((this is a set-up for next round)) while capturing and analyzing the mayor's vocal patterns for signs of stress or worry. What does the mayor's speech patterns reveal about the mayor? ((The actual action for this round, alertness assessment on mayor. Relevant info piped into Spyboy's mind.))
Ingenue rolled up 4dF: 0 - 0 0 (Base: 4 Total: 3) (((Alertness assessment on Mayor.)))
WC GM rolled up 4dF: - + + 0 (Base: 3 Total: 4) (Resolve (poker face))
This is a new thing for the android. Information revealed: that the Mayor has a position and is defending it.
[OOC] WC GM: Spyboy!
Spyboy is a lot better at reading cues than the android is. With that piped feed, he does his own analysis.
Spyboy rolled up 4dF: 0 - - 0 (Base: 4 Total: 2) (Charm to find on Aspect the Mayor has.)
[OOC] Spyboy: EGAD.
Spyboy finds out the same thing!
Spyboy pulls in his experience at watching those with more power than him.
[OOC] Spyboy: Tagging personal Aspect, 'The Admiral's Eyes Are On You'
[OOC] WC GM: Even with that you're tied.
[OOC] WC GM: Anything further?
[OOC] Spyboy: Yeah, I didn't think about that.
[OOC] Spyboy: I probably…wait, tag for reroll, not +2!
[OOC] Abraham: that was going to be my advice.
Spyboy rolled up 4dF: - + + 0 (Base: 4 Total: 5) (Charm assess)
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Excellent.
[OOC] Spyboy: *lights some incense for Chessa*
[OOC] Spyboy: *Chessa starts sneezing. Allergy attack! WHO DID THIS!?
[OOC] Abraham: Quick! While she's distracted! Roll!
Spyboy recognizes some weapons manufacturer representatives. From the looks on their faces…ah, that old trick. Arming The People Is Good For The Economy.
[OOC] Ingenue: …if I was the dicebot and people prompted me rolls while sneezing, I'd return Cthulhu dice and start eating 1d4 players per round and maybe I shouldn't type this where she can see it…
[OOC] Abraham: Rule of Acquisition 34: "War is good for business."
Mayor: "Indeed. And here THIS MAN…" He points to Abraham. "…would have us all helpless before the Nephilim! His recognition as an Admiral just caps the military's wanton usurpation of power!"
Zinda Tegram holds in a snigger.
WC GM rolled up 4dF: - + - - (Base: 6 Total: 4) (Oratory + We Are All Threatened - composure attack vs. Abraham)
Abraham Abraham gives the mayor the disappointed look an adult gives a child who degenerates to tantrums and personal attacks when told he can't have something.
Abraham rolled up 4dF: + - + - (Base: 5 Total: 5) (Resolve to resist)
[OOC] WC GM: Success. Alexander!
Alexander: "Mr. Mayor, you are a fine mayor, are you not? Well respected, you get the job done well, right?"
The mayor gives Alexander a flat look.
Alexander: "and Mr. Williams, you are a fine police chief, no doubt?"
Chief Williams mirrors the look.
Alexander: "You are both good at your jobs, you have experience in them, and are suited to them. If you were to trade jobs, you probably wouldn't do as well, right? So why are you asking civilians to do the job of the military? It would put them in harms way when others have volunteered to take the risk for them! If the people want to help, they should enlist."
Mayor: "Because self-defense is everyone's job."
Alexander: "So should we abolish the police force? If self defense is everyone's job, who needs the police? Who needs the armed forces at all! The people can protect themselves!"
Alexander rolled up 4dF: 0 - + + (Base: 3 Total: 4) (oratory- composure attack versus the mayor)
WC GM rolled up 4dF: 0 - 0 - (Base: 4 Total: 2) (Oratory for the defense)
The mayor seems to be just a little upset - but he has not blown his cool yet.
[OOC] WC GM: Abraham!
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: That's a weak defense…
Abraham: "Tell me, your honor, have you served?"
Mayor: "I have served as Mayor for years. I, for one, prefer to serve the people - listen to their concerns, and help solve them."
Abraham: "But you have not served in the armed forces?"
Mayor: "No. Again, I have served in a position where I can better help the people."
Abraham: "And yet you have taken it upon yourself to ignore and even attempt to subvert the advice of those who have the most experience in these matters. I find that a very interesting position to take."
Abraham rolled up 4dF: + 0 + - (Base: 4 Total: 5) (Bureaucracy to the croud to sway them)
WC GM rolled up 4dF: - + + - (Base: 3 Total: 3) (Resolve on the Mayor to hold his position)
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: If someone could point out the weapon manufacturer folks around, it'd be good for Zinda's turn.
[OOC] WC GM: Mayor invokes You Can Talk To Me for +2.
[OOC] WC GM: Is Abraham invoking anything?
[OOC] Abraham: +Military Family
[OOC] Abraham: so +2
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: There're also 2 scene free-tags up.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Take one for the extra damage?
[OOC] Abraham: +Roles for Military, Roles for Civilians, +Military family, so +4
[OOC] Abraham: Though I was trying to save them for those who would enjoy them most. :P
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: I'll only need one to seal it! > : 3
Mayor: "Because, unlike you, they can always talk to me."
[OOC] WC GM: Mayor invokes Aloof Military, You Can Talk To Me, and We Are Not The Miltary.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: That's alot of FP's…
[OOC] WC GM: Total +6, tying - but he's out of invokables for this.
[OOC] WC GM: That's a lot of pre-placed aspects.
[OOC] WC GM: I said he was entrenched.
[OOC] WC GM: You're burning through his supply.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: …You could still tag party aspects.
[OOC] Abraham: No. +Political Ambitions
[OOC] WC GM: Depending on which "party aspects" you mean, he may have done so.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: You already tagged self-scope didn't you?
[OOC] WC GM: And Abraham gets it.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Nice. : P
The crowd seems a bit appreciative.
[OOC] WC GM: Zinda!
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Is his standing defense count with all those tags?
Abraham: "Always? Really? Well, I confess I have not had direct experience with your office, but I have never had any luck contacting a mayor or other head of a city without at least a month of appointments and navigating a sea of bureaucracy."
[OOC] Spyboy: Yup.
Zinda Tegram: "Mr. Mayor, with no disrespect intended, I must question the Honor in pointlessly throwing civilian lives away in order to secure your weapon-manufacturing campaign backers more business."
Zinda Tegram rolled up 4dF: + + + - (Base: 3 Total: 5) (Intimidate)
[OOC] WC GM: Composure attack?
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Persuading the people, but I've not got the last line in there.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Tagging Not Everyone Can Fight, Arming the People is Good for the Economy[FP tag], Instilled with a Knight's Pride[FP tag]
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: So, 11
Zinda Tegram addresses the crowd. "Didn't you know?"
[OOC] WC GM: Waiting for it, but Arming The People would seem to go against your case here.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: The tag is more about the weapon manufacturing buddies being the -real- reason here.
[OOC] Alexander: I think she was pointing out the economic motive to show that it wasn't just earnest concern for safety
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Also, the addressing the crowd comment was to justify a composure for the crowd, to persuade them.
[OOC] WC GM: Eh. He'll use his free tag for Arming The People, so you've used a FP to cancel out his free tag.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Still puts me ahead +1
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: I also thought he was out of invokables.
[OOC] WC GM: Over half his invokables are out. That's not all.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Well, OK. I still get the one stress.
Mayor: "Throwing lives away? THROWING LIVES AWAY?!? You! YOU are the ones throwing them away by refusing to let them stand up WHEN the Nephilim attack and you are not around!"
[OOC] WC GM: So, what specific action were you taking?
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Stress attack on the crowd, to persuade.
[OOC] Spyboy: That's really represented by movement, you know.
Zinda Tegram spits back. "Ha! Like we did in the battle in orbit 24 hours ago? I didn't see -you- up there risking your life! Why don't you go back over the combat logs and see who was doing the defending!"
[OOC] WC GM: Yeah. Stress attack = taking out the crowd = shooing them away.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Oh, on him then.
Mayor: "I was! I was coordinating defenses in case they made it down here! And afterward, coordinating cleanup of all the orbital debris you so kindly left for us up there."
[OOC] Ingenue: That… is a curious phrasing.
As if to punctuate his statement, in the far distance a particularly large chunk of debris fireballs all the way to the ground - having been left alone since its track had it landing where it would harm no one.
Zinda Tegram: "Ooh, Coordinating? Like militaries do? So is this a military power grab too then?"
KalisNodes: "[Traffic detected: 533489024350358080953…]"
Wenser: "[Err. You three are good at decryption, right?]"
Spyboy: "[Mildly.]"
Mayor: "Bah. BAH!" He throws up his hands. "There's no talking to you." He storms off.
[OOC] Spyboy: Out of stress?
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Probably.
[OOC] Spyboy: Combat over, we lose, because the crowd still favors him?
Abraham: "I think you hurt his feelings."
[OOC] WC GM: Combat over, now you get to deal with the results.
[OOC] Ingenue: Does Wenser know about Nue yet? In a meaningful way?
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Woo! Problems!
[OOC] Abraham: Actually, this is almost exactly how I expected it would go. It just went faster with some decent Chessa-love than I expected.
Zinda Tegram glances back at the crowd.
[OOC] WC GM: He said "three". You can logically conclude that he believes he is talking to three people.
Zinda Tegram: "You can get rid of us, but remember that if you do it'll be you fighting that battle next time. And I don't know if you really want to do it without real support."
Ingenue: "[What needs decrypting?]"
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: How's the crowd doing?
Alexander goes after the Mayor, they have something to discuss, after all.
[OOC] WC GM: Alexander: you'll need an Agility check to catch up with him.
[OOC] Alexander: Okay
Alexander rolled up AgilitydF: (Base: 2 Total: 2)
Alexander rolled up 4dF: + + 0 0 (Base: 2 Total: 4) (Agility)
The Mayor vanishes in the crowd before Alexander can catch up.
[OOC] Abraham: The Mayor was Barry Allen?
Chief Williams claps Alexander on the shoulder. "Hey. You that doc?"
[OOC] Alexander: can I tag an aspect?
Alexander: "Oh, yes sir I am."
[OOC] WC GM: You can, but no need unless you really want to chase him specifically.
Williams: "Tell you what, you're waiting for orders, right? Keep an eye on them." He thumbs to Abraham.
Williams: "Consider that your orders unless and until they're countermanded."
Alexander: "Oh, who are they?"
Williams: "Mister About-To-Be-Fourth-Admiral and his cronies."
Alexander: "That explain a lot…"
Alexander salutes the Police Chief
Williams: "You're in with them anyway. Tell 'em you're being assigned as a political officer."
[OOC] Spyboy: I prefer to be called his /staff./
[OOC] Spyboy: Oooh, that's a bad term.
Williams: "If I know my regs, they'll make things happen to get you a berth."
[OOC] Spyboy: That's a very bad term.
Alexander: "Yes sir, thank you sir."
[OOC] WC GM: Why do you think the Chief's using it? :P
[OOC] Abraham: I like it. We have Doc Cop!
Alexander turns towards Abraham's group and heads towards them.
[OOC] Spyboy: Meh. Hopefully Alexander knows better.
[OOC] Alexander: Hopefully I do.
[OOC] Abraham: I have cronies!
Wenser: "[Did you hear that burst of activity from Kali's bugs? There was something encrypted at the end.]"
Alexander: "Excuse me, Captain Bounty?"
[OOC] Spyboy: Can I use communications to see if I took some time before the party to hook the neutrino comm to my handcomputer?
Abraham: "Hm… ah yes, hello. I afraid you have me at a disadvantage ((because I blew 2 FP on that debate)). Who are you sir?"
Alexander salutes the Captain
Abraham reflexively returns the salute.
Alexander: "I'm Commander Morello, I've been assigned to be your political officer. Although I'm not much for politics, I'm more of a doctor."
[OOC] WC GM: Spyboy: you didn't, but that is not necessary to have a recording of it.
[OOC] WC GM: You have another means of obtaining said data.
Spyboy flinches visibly as soon as Alexander says the words 'political officer.'
Abraham: "I see. Well, we could use a medic, no question of that. Are they sending you to us to help with communicating with the Nephilim?"
Ingenue executes an analysis of the encrypted comm burst. Is it using known Terran Confed encryption?
Alexander: "I'm afraid my orders aren't that specific. I suppose I'm supposed to aid you as best I can."
[OOC] WC GM: Ingenue: going to need a check for that. The nature of encryption is that, usually, the method itself is not immediately obvious, let alone the keys or other specifics.
Spyboy: "[Miss, can you stream that encrypted data to my computer?]"
Ingenue: "[Yes. Proceeding with stream.]" ((Presuming that's to Nue, as the only other 'Miss' on the comm is B4?))
[OOC] Ingenue: WC: Communications or Computer?
[OOC] WC GM: Either.
[OOC] WC GM: Though Communications would be slightly more appropriate.
Abraham: "Hm… well I'm afraid that politics will have to take a back seat to medicine, most likely. Still, I suppose one politics best when they are healthy, so it's sort of what you've been assigned. Welcome aboard."
Abraham extends his hand to shake.
[OOC] WC GM: B4 is not a "Miss". She's a "Missus".
[OOC] WC GM: Which Spyboy should be highly aware of.
[OOC] Spyboy: Very.
Alexander extends his left hand to shake.
Ingenue rolled up 4dF: 0 - + 0 (Base: 2 Total: 2) ((Communications maneuver on Spyboy to place 'Tried all the easy answers'.))
Abraham clasps Alexander's hand and shakes.
Ingenue does not find any trivial ciphers on the data.
Alexander: "So Admiral, what's the latest news? I've been out of the loop for a while."
Spyboy is an ELINT professional. As such, he knows better than to try to decrypt things manually. Once the file is loaded on his handcomp, he triggers the decryption suite and waits for an alert to ping.
Spyboy rolled up 4dF: 0 - + - (Base: 6 Total: 5) (Communications to decrypt, free tagging 'Tried all the easy answers.')
Abraham: "The latest news is that 'The Neph don't like us and we don't like them.'. Also we have to deal with this mayor who feels that all it takes to turn a civilian into a solider is a gun. Still, things could be w… ah, I'm not going to say it."
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Spend a few more. It's Kali we're talking about.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: And the session's over in 20 minutes, FP's not helpful.
Alexander: "Then I guess not much has changed."
[OOC] Spyboy: So true. Tagging Spent Months Reading AWACS Doctrine.
[OOC] Alexander: Do I roll to notice who else is with Abraham?
[OOC] Abraham: Zinda is presumably still around. I would have thought Nue B4 and Spyboy wandered off somewhere for a neutrino powwow.
Zinda Tegram flexes her hand to wring some stress out.
[OOC] WC GM: No wander-off needed.
Zinda Tegram: "Idiots, all of 'em…"
Zinda Tegram: "Abraham, how long till the damn ceremony?"
Zinda Tegram glances at the newcomer. "Left arm huh? What, the right one doesn't grip or sumth'n?"
Spyboy eventually finds a rough match to…oh, no surprise. Cipher patterns matching those published by Kali, doubtless encrypted with a personal key.
[OOC] Abraham: Well, wandered off to make sure they're not invoking strange glances from the crowd.
Alexander rubs his right arm with his left self consciously.
Abraham: "We've got a while yet, and these things I find never start on time."
A bit more work, and a lucky guess, yields the data: coordinates and a timestamp. Those roughly match up with the ground strike's location, time, and expected track.
Spyboy: "Never underestimate the known-plaintext attack."
And a second set of numbers…more geographic coordinates…the mayor's exact position.
That seems to be the entire contents of the message.
Spyboy muses - that ground strike - it seemed conveniently timed for the debate. Still - tit for tat….
Spyboy: "[Admiral - the encrypted string was the location and track of that piece of debris that fell, followed by the mayor's exact position. I'll leave the speculation up to you.]"
[OOC] Spyboy: Assuming he can't listen in on my speculating with my captain, of course.
Spyboy: "Captain, found something interesting."
Abraham: "Oh good. Zinda really looks like she wants to punch someone. Do you have a volunteer for that?"
Wenser: "[And the particular nodes that pinged…]"
Spyboy: "A certain Admiral's electronics picked up a string of encrypted traffic - the coordinates for that ground strike that oh-so-conveniently punctuated the Mayor's speech."
Wenser: "[I do believe we may have an infiltrator.]"
Zinda Tegram glances back at Spyboy.
Spyboy blinks. He's not quite good enough to keep what the Admiral just said off of his face.
Abraham: "Are you saying that the drop was orchestrated by the mayor for an ironic counterpoint to his speech?"
Zinda Tegram: "I think I'm starting to figure it out now…"
Spyboy: "I….I'm not sure. An update - another admiral's estimate is that the traffic passed through an infiltrator."
Zinda Tegram glances to Abraham. "I've got a hunch. Something sensitive though."
Abraham: "And do we have a name for this infiltrator?"
Spyboy: "Nope."
Abraham: "All right, I'll go see what Zinda has to say. We'll be right back."
Alexander: "Infiltrator?"
Spyboy closes his eyes and 'listens' for neutrino transmissions.
Zinda Tegram: "You come too, Spyboy. And, heh, Mr. Political officer, why don't you see what we deal with?"
Alexander: "That's DOCTOR Political Officer."
Alexander chuckles
Zinda Tegram leads the group to a more secure area, after collecting Ingenue and Hrrin.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Say, a private room?
Piece of cake. Backstage, approximately the direction the Mayor went, active broadcaster, signal patterns similar to those he got off the Nephilim.
Ingenue is collected! ((Zinda, you have now caught them all.))
Spyboy follows, collecting Heggy as well.
Alexander follows this growing crowd of strange people.
Spyboy: "Let's head this way instead, shall we?"
Zinda Tegram: "Eh? Sure."
Spyboy leads towards backstage - there's presumably secure areas there, or will be once we find the Nephilim gear.
Spyboy: "I think what we'll find back here is more likely to be secure. If the back of my head wasn't telling me just how insecure it is."
Certainly there are secure areas back there. Private, serene little ZOT ZOT ZOT okaythatwasblasterfireupahead.
Zinda Tegram breaks into a sprint and draws her torch.
Spyboy draws his sidearm and follows.
Alexander reflexively reaches to draw his sidearm, but there isn't one there.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Gonna punch some kids, Sander? : D
Ingenue glances at Alexander, giving him a cursory examination (that is, scanning him, cause he's new and now in range!).
Abraham uses his communicator. "There is blaster fire back-stage. Going to investigate."
Kali: "Infiltrator. Singular." She smiles, flicking her wrist - a blaster pistol breaks up and becomes an innocuous part of her wardrobe again. "Thanks for your help."
The Mayor's smoking corpse slumps in front of her, the battlesuit inside the flesh mask revealed.
Spyboy takes pictures.
Zinda Tegram clicks the torch off.
Zinda Tegram: "Fckin figures."
Alexander runs up to examine the… body?
Spyboy: "Huh. And here I figured that debris was punctuation."
Spyboy: "It was a scanner of some kind, wasn't it? A pulse that would echo off of Nephilim hardware."
Kali: "I couldn't be sure."
Alexander rolled up 4dF: 0 0 + + (Base: 4 Total: 6) (science)
Kali: "Now the question is, why was it pinging on you too?"
Zinda Tegram chuckles. "Should we tell her?"
Alexander sees the first Nephilim he has ever had a chance to meet personally. Or rather, the dead and disintegrating-in-acid remains of one.
Spyboy: "I'm sorry, Admiral, that information is classified and compartmentalized. Unless you've been read into the compartment I can't tell you, and I can't even ask if you've been read in."
Spyboy frowns at the dead machine.
Zinda Tegram grins a vicious grin. "Guess you don't get it this time."
Kali: "Mm-HMM. I see." Her eyes light up dangerously. "I have not…yet. But perhaps I'll read myself in, in time, you know?"
Abraham: "Zinda, with god as my witness, I will teach you the meaning of the word 'elegance'."
Spyboy: "Of course, ma'am. After all, surprise is only the second deadliest weapon in warfare."
Kali: "Keep your secret for now." She pinches her nose. "But is it classified what to do about these things?"
Spyboy exchanges a nod with another intelligence specialist.
The body is beginning to liquify.
Spyboy: "What, Nephilim?"
Alexander: "Does anyone have any strong bases?"
Zinda Tegram: "I don't think it's Nephilim actually."
Zinda Tegram: "Reminds me of…"
Spyboy: "I'd say warn the people a floor below us that something might be crashing through the ceiling. And see if someone can find the real mayor."
Abraham: "The Roland is quite powerful, but I don't think that's quite what you mean."
Zinda Tegram kneels down taps the fluid. How is compared to the Wenser bots?
[OOC] WC GM: Rolling a Science check for analysis, Zinda?
Alexander: "Hell, milk would do. Anything to neutralize that acid."
Zinda Tegram rolled up 4dF: - - + + (Base: 1 Total: 1) (Science)
Abraham: "Milk is actually quite a week base. Calcium would be better. We may be able to scavenge some from the backstage equipment."
Spyboy: "He's served as mayor for years - and he has a brother - and the Nephilim have only been in this area for a year."
To the best of Zinda's limited knowledge, it looks identical, though she knows she could be missing some details.
Abraham looks about for a decent base.
Zinda Tegram frowns at Kali.
Abraham rolled up 4dF: - - - + (Base: 4 Total: 2) (Science)
Alexander joins in the search.
Kali: "Actually, he doesn't have a brother. That's what tipped me off."
Alexander rolled up 4dF: - - + 0 (Base: 4 Total: 3) (science)
Spyboy blinks
Spyboy: "So…"
[OOC] WC GM: Alexander doesn't have anything to compare it to.
[OOC] Abraham: Derp. There is no such thing as gravity. The entire thing was created by history's greatest prankster, Sir. Issac 'Shecky' Newton.
Abraham reaches the same conclusion as Zinda.
Zinda Tegram: "I'm more comfortable pitching this one to Crest than the nephilim. But we'll see."
Zinda Tegram watches Kali to judge her reaction.
Zinda Tegram: "Could be either at this point."
Spyboy: "[Rab, you haven't been making any more frames recently, have you?]"
Thomas Yveno walks in behind Kali. "Fine, FINE, you win." He hands some currency to Kali, sighing.
Rab: "[Of course I have. They're all in my workshop. Why?]"
Zinda Tegram looks over her shoulder to look at Thomas.
[OOC] Alexander: have we had any luck in our search for anything basic?
Spyboy: "[Because we just found a frame and some of my coworkers are noting the similarities between it and your work.]"
Spyboy passes Rab the visual feed.
[OOC] WC GM: So far as you can tell, this was another Nephilim.
Wenser: "[I gave him those specs.]"
…that signal is coming from right behind Kali.
Spyboy: "[……………I see.]"
Ingenue takes the moment to feed the current, right in front of it, data on the mayor to compare it with the archived data of the 'marines'. ((Alertness roll modified by the sensor suite?))
Spyboy eyes Yveno.
Thomas massages his face. Spyboy and Ingenue are probably completely unsurprised by the face that emerges.
Zinda Tegram: "Figures."
Spyboy: "Admiral."
Spyboy salutes.
Alexander: "What the hell?"
Wenser salutes back.
Zinda Tegram: "Heh."
Abraham: "Eventually, you get use to it."
[OOC] WC GM: Ingenue: sure, roll it.
Wenser: "[Nevermind, Rab. Enjoy the evening.]"
Rab: "[Yes sir!]"
Ingenue rolled up 4dF: 0 - + + (Base: 4 Total: 5) (((Alertness check on Neph, plus modification from sensors, which would be… whatever it is.)))
Zinda Tegram: "Gonna give us an explanation this time?"
Zinda Tegram turns to face Wenser.
[OOC] Ingenue: Spend 1FP through Child of Lagos, to make sure all the data is gotten.
Alexander: "Admiral Wenser?!"
Ingenue finds a few differences in the acid, in a spectrographic analysis. Different batch, same acid, probably different manufacturer.
Wenser: "Aye."
Wenser: "As to th' explanation-"
Zinda Tegram rolled up 4dF: 0 - 0 + (Base: 4 Total: 4) (Alertness. I could swear something's about to interrupt him.)
Intercom: "Requesting Admirals Kali, Wenser, Captain Bounty, please report to the foyer."
Ingenue stores the additional information, though passes along the conclusions to Spyboy (via Nue-Comm).
Wenser grins. "Ah, saved by th' bell. It's time fer yer promotion."
Zinda is almost prescient.
Zinda Tegram: "Can always be tardy Wenser."
Abraham: "And then we'll let you finish that sentence, sir."
Zinda gets the sense that Wenser knew what time it was, even.
Zinda Tegram: "You've gotten out of this too many times. What's with the copies and the comm?"
[OOC] Spyboy: "You'll have a hard time walking to the ceremony with a plasma burn on your leg." *click, fwoosh*
Zinda Tegram glances at Kali. "Maybe I won't even need to be the one that gets twitchy for once."
Kali: "Comm?"
[OOC] Abraham: "What plasma bu..owowowowowowow."
Wenser smiles harder. "Comm, on." He walks down the corridor. "Because it's time?"
Kali rolls her eyes and groans.
Zinda Tegram: "Kali, back me up here?"
Spyboy: "Hey, Dame Tegram. Could I borrow you for a second?"
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: C'mon! I'm causing problems!
[OOC] Spyboy: Please. Admiral iluvsecrets Kali?
[OOC] Spyboy: Yeah, but I'm about to pass info.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Oh, OK.
Zinda Tegram: "Sure Spyboy, just as soon as I make sure this one talks."
Spyboy waits till the official party has moved out of earshot, then runs a local emp to fry Kali's dandruff problem.
Spyboy: "I've got some info to pass on about the ex-mayor."
Zinda Tegram: "Yeah? Wire it."
[OOC] WC GM: Assuming that everyone else does walk on?
Zinda Tegram passes Spyboy her datapad.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: I'm trying to stop Wenser and get Kali to help, FWIW.
Zinda Tegram grabs Wenser's wrist.
Spyboy: "You won't get anywhere with a frontal attack, Zinda. I figured a skilled warrior like you would know better than to go charging into the strong defenses of an enemy."
[OOC] Ingenue: Nue stays within eyeshot of Zinda.
[OOC] WC GM: Err - if everyone's walked on, then Wenser is most definitely not in grabbing range.
Alexander knows nothing about anything, so just followed Abraham out.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Damn.
[OOC] Spyboy: Once again, Zinda is expecting Admiral iluvsecrets Kali to HELP? ZINDA!?
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: xD
[OOC] Ingenue: Expecting? No. Hoping? Sure! Hope springs eternal and all that.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: What Shad said. : P
Zinda Tegram spits.
Zinda Tegram: "Wenser! One of these days!"
Spyboy rapidly sends text to Zinda's slate and passes it back: 'Wenser gave mech specs to Rab. Rab made Wenser copies, but based off of Nephilim infiltrators.'
Spyboy follows with: 'Rab hypothesis: Wenser unaffiliated/rogue Nephilim infiltrator.'
Zinda Tegram: "Why the hell aren't I surprised."
Zinda Tegram stomps after the party.
Spyboy: "My hypothesis: they woke him up at White."
Spyboy follows.
Alexander mutters to himself "Dames, shape-shifting admirals, and robot mayors filled with acid…. I have a feeling that this is going to be a strange assignment…."

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