DocWagon Seattle First Response (Auburn)

[Leshan]

Frank

[Kitty, let me know if any major damage is caused by the incoming fire if it happens]

Pulling out his Predator, Frank readies himself to provide covering fire if needed.

[McSherrie]

Gatto, still perceiving, stands up but hangs back to allow the fire power of the team first access to the door. "And to think, lucky us get invited to the best block party around..."

[dauphinous]

10:32
Condition Serious - 8:49:12

Mig drops half her body out the door of the copter and starts shooting under it. The first shot hits the wall behind her target. For the second shot, though, as she whips her gun around to make the shot, the top slide flies off instead of a bullet flying out. The piece falls directly downwards, landing with a small puff of dust, and can be retrieved when the copter lands.

The grenade hits the corner of the two buildings about 3 meters off the ground and explodes on impact, showering down chunks of plascrete and shards of metal. The client, who you can now see is an ork dressed in dark colors, rolls to his side in an attempt to get out of the blast zone.

"Frog! No time to croak now! You’ve got a fly to catch!" One of the men on the camo team shouts this, apparently at the client, while he’s busy taking aim with his machine gun at the black team guy just getting up to the top of the farther building. Two bursts of bullets peg the guy in the back, and he lets go of the ladder to fall down into the alley from about 10 meters up. Already a limp body, he hits with thud, crunch, and spluck noises. The other camo team guy, the one with the briefcase, scoots over to the ork and starts dragging him towards the copter with one gun-toting arm and with his back presented to the black team.

As the copter gets within a few feet of the ground, Grunty jumps out and hits the ground running. The copter touches down just after this, and there is a barrage of gunfire from the black team. As he pulls out his gun, Frank is privy to the sight of a spray of bullets hitting the copter right in front of him – many would be either head or center man shots if Kitty wasn’t there - and trailing down the side.

Grunty takes a single bullet hit as he runs, in the meat of his right shoulder, which is thankfully covered by his armored jumpsuit. The impact is solid and heavy, twisting his torso some, but not knocking him down or ripping through the plating. It must have impacted with some major blood vessel, or hit the muscle just right, though, because his vision threatens to cloud over some. He and the briefcase guy do have the ork well in hand and are now carrying him back to Kitty.

The van that was in the lot squeals to a stop next to the lot on the other side of Kitty now and the door flies open. The camo team woman ducks and fires a full auto spray under Kitty, carefully avoiding hitting Mig. The bullets skitter across the ground, causing the black team guys to duck behind the building corner. She starts running towards the van.

{
Mig uses 1 point of Edge to avoid a critical glitch
Grunty takes 7 boxes Stun damage (resistance test already made)
}

[DarkLadyOfTheSith]

Mig

Swearing sulfurously in Japanese, Mig retrieves the pistol component the moment it's within reach and reassembles the weapon rapidly. She then commences to lay suppression fire for Grunty and the camo guy as they bring the client towards the copter. Not trying to hit anyone, just trying to keep heads down and weapons silenced. (Switching to firing both pistols per simple action, 7 dice per pistol.)

[Santanya]

Brachial

Brachial watches Grunty and the camo covered man drag the client towards the chopper. He quickly moves to the bed, kicking it again to drop it out and prepares it to get the client up on. [Get him in here and up on the table face down,] he sends out to his team, moving to help get the client in and up onto the table of the chopper.

[Lycar]

Gregory just grunts as the bullet strikes. He stumbles for just one step before regaining his composure.

(Pain, old friend, there you are again...)

When the other camouflaged man helps him prop up his comrade, he just gives him a short nod.

He doesn't know these people. Nor the black-clad assailants. But the med-evacs don't know the people they lift out of the combat zone either and they still do their job without fail. Yeah, about time to give something back...

He keeps on dragging/pushing the injured ork towards the chopper, into Brachial's waiting hands and onto the bed.

Lycar

[McSherrie]

Gatto exits the coptor as stealthily as she can, and walks towards it's nose, looking under it to spot the men in black. ((Will Smith get out of my mind.)) Focusing on the black suit nearest the middle of the group, she casts a full force Chaotic World, her green eyes blazing briefly during the casting.

[dauphinous]

10:32
Condition serious - 08:45:37

After reassembling her gun, Mig just starts laying down suppression fire, which seems to be having the desired effect of causing the black team guys to take pause at showing their faces. Gatto slides out of the copter and ducks around it to target some of the black team members with a spell. Three of the four men on the ground (not including the dead one, of course) act like they might be affected, shaking their heads or waving an arm as if to swat at a bug.

Grunty and the briefcase guy make it the rest of the way to the copter without taking any more hits. Everyone does hear a very loud, unpleasant, metallic clank noise coming from overhead, though. More shots are fired at the copter by the guys on the ground, this time impacting all over the place in front of Frank and on the ground nearby. One shot ricochets to skim the ground right next to Gatto, but she isn't hit.

[Damage to overhead rotor. Flight will not be impaired, but repair is required. Sending off-duty repair request to Dispatch.]

The other two camo team members unload their guns around the copter as they dash for the van. The woman dives inside it as her gun empties and begins to just click.

The briefcase guy is tall and muscular with dark colored hair in a buzzcut. He is wearing a camouflage suit with the night pattern showing and black combat boots and gloves. His eyes are obviously fake, as they look like plain silver orbs. He otherwise has the skin tone and general facial features of a Latino with a thin scar on the right side of his face that starts at his temple and ends at his jawline. Aside from the armored suit, he has a light machine gun, a belt with extra clips on it, the briefcase, a pistol at the small of his back in a holster on the belt, and a sheathed knife strapped to his right leg.

Briefcase guy hops up into the copter to help haul the orc in, slinging his gun over a shoulder and guiding the body as directed. The ork groans a little. "You drekheads, they followed you," he mumbles.

10:31
[Incoming message from Dispatch]
[Off-duty repair request #Kitty# received and filed]
[Status change: Kitty to Transport]

{
Gatto takes 2 boxes Stun damage from Drain
Gatto and Grunty are on the ground outside the copter. Mig is hanging from the floor of the copter, head dangling upside down and shooting. Briefcase guy is in the copter helping to load the client.
The last camo team guy is running for their van.
The black team has one man down, four on the ground that are still shooting rather wildly, and apparently one sniper on the roof.
}

[McSherrie]

Gatto makes her way back to the coptor, shaking her head slightly. Once back inside, she slumps into her seat with her eyes closed and rubs her temples. Then she opens her eyes and looks around astrally for a moment making sure that there isn't any astral threat.

[Lycar]

Grunty frowns as he realizes that their ride is taking hits. Sure, the chopper is armoured, but even a metal beast has it's weak spots...

Gregory unslings his rifle with a grunt and sends the mental command to charge the firing chambers.

[Should have done that sooner...]

Then he quickly crouches down and fires a gas grenade into the bulk of the enemy formation.

He thinks about looking around the chopper's body to spot the sniper for a moment, but then he remembers the particularly gruesome fate of a former fellow soldier and decides to stick to cover instead.

Meaning that he intends to board the chopper.

Lycar

[Leshan]

Frank

Seeing as how the client and most of the team is on board; Frank holsters his Predator and gets Kitty ready to lift off. "[Sound off as soon as everyone's on board]," he messages to the team. He swears a bit to himself about the damage to the rotor and wishes that the helicopter had some mounted weaponry so he could give some pay back to the team firing at them.

[Santanya]

Brachial

Brachial helps get the orc up onto the table, peering at the orc. He begins strapping him securely. [Time to go,] he sends out to the others as he drops his hand to his belt a moment, then lets out a sigh.

[Not such a nice drop off this time,] he sends as he starts to check the wound. [1573 Oriscene Way, Puyallup is our destination, Hotdog.]

[Mark Patient under care as well, Kitty,] he sends out as he begins strapping the orc securely to the table. "You," he says, thumbing at the briefcase man, "back there, please," he says, waving a hand towards one of the seats in the rear of the chopper, out of the way as he leans over the orc.

[DarkLadyOfTheSith]

Mig

Mig continues to lay suppression fire as the copter takes off. Only once it's several feet into the air will she pull herself back inside. She's still rattling off a string of foul Japanese.

[dauphinous]

10:33

"Aye." Briefcase guy plasters himself into the back, as requested, with no protest whatsoever. He straps himself in like he's done it before and sets the briefcase in his lap. "Frog, they did not. Cracker was driving. Not possible to follow her."

The ork, now lying face down on the bed, laughs, which turns immediately into a groan and some coughing with light laughter mixed in.

Grunty pops a grenade over at the black team, landing it a little short. Mig is still firing as Gatto hops back up into the copter, followed shortly by Grunty. About the same time that Frank starts to pull the copter off the ground, the other camo team guy takes a running leap into the van, and it squeals away. A could of gas begins to billow up from the grenade.

The door can be closed after Mig pulls herself back in. Frank can see that the black team guys are pulling back now, picking up their fallen man and heading for their own van with haste. The map shows several Lone Star contacts converging on the location, which may be related to their withdrawal. Or maybe it's that there's nothing to do there anymore. Or it might be because there is a gas grenade spewing. Can't say for sure.

[DarkLadyOfTheSith]

Mig

Once inside with the doors closed, Mig unhooks herself from the rappelling harness. She field strips the faulty pistol, giving it a good cleaning before replacing all the parts, still muttering curses under her breath in Japanese. (Anyone who understands the language would probably gather she's chewing herself out, not the pistol.)

[Lycar]

Grunty just goes to strap himself in again, wincing as he sits down.

[Caught a bullet to the shoulder. Hurts like a mofo. Didn't penetrate though.]

When Frank has the chopper back in level flight, he goes through the motions of unloading his rifle again.

Lycar

[Santanya]

Brachial

Brachial begins working on the orc on the table, pausing to glance toward Grunty, then back to Gatto. "Let me finish stabalizing him first," he says as he pulls on a pair of gloves. "Then I'll take a look at you both." He yanks open a drawer and pulls out a pair of thick bladed scissors. He gingerly pulls the top layer of the orcs coat up and make a slit in three directions away from the hole, folding them back and under before repeating the process with the orc's shirt. He forces his hand under the orc, and withdraws it, blood showing on his finger tips. "Luckily for you, it went all the way through," he says, pulling open another drawer and withdrawing a thin can and a silver nozzle. "This is going to sting like hell," he say as he shoves the silver nozzle into the can, then slowly inserts it into the wound, sinking its tip deep into the wound slowly before pressing the button on the can and withdrawing slowly. A dark orange goo seeps out of the wound as the nozzel exits the wound.

Brachial immediate pushes the entire can and nozzle into a biowaste receptical. From another drawer, as if by magic, he produces a second can which he sprays over the wound. A hot pink film covers the wound, quickly adhering and drying in the air. Brachial pauses a moment, then shrugs. "Where does Slappatch GET these when he resupplies?" he boggles slightly, loosening the straps over the Orc's torso. "Lean to the side some," he says, lifting the orc and kneeling next to the table so he can get to the front of the orc's shoulder. The orange goo seeps from the exit wound as well. Brachial repeats the process of getting the mans jacket and shirt away from the sound, patting a piece of gauze over it to clean away excess blood, then sprays the hot pink substance over the wound quickly. "There," he says, patting the orc's shoulder.

[dauphinous]

10:33

Briefcase guy gives Brachial a slight nod and smirks at him. The ork, though, he groans. "Those fragging rat bastards. This was a new suit." He hisses under Brachial's ministrations but does as he's told, not resisting in the slightest. "Tell Cracker she's fired. You're all fired. Until next week. At least." The ork grins even as he cringes from the pain.

"I'll let them know, Frog. Does that mean you don't want your stuff?" Briefcase guy snickers at the ork.

"As if. You're lucky I have one of these contracts, and that my doc is a nice guy. I'd take it out of your pay if I didn't."

Briefcase guy laughs.

"What's your name, kid?" The ork isn't looking at anything but the door of the copter, so it is not at all clear who he might be referring to, except that it's a reasonable assumption he isn't talking to briefcase guy.

[Lycar]

Grunty just assumes that the patient is speaking to Brachial. After all, he's the one who is patching him up. Always good to be on the medic's good side after all.

Rolling his shoulder around a bit, Gregory finds the pain to still be there and having made itself comfortable, thanks for asking. He just waits until the medic can spare some time to look at his own injury.

Lycar

[Santanya]

Brachial

Brachial nods slightly to the Ork. "Brachial," he says looking over both the exit and entry wounds once more to make sure that they're sealed properly. He loosens the remaining straps, letting the ork move slightly if he wants to. Finally, since the patient is conscious and not whining, he reaches up to the top row of drawers and pulls one out, withdrawing a red and green sucker. "Red or green?" he says, grinning slightly at the orc, holding them out towards him.

[dauphinous]

10:35

Briefcase guy laughs harder, and the ork chuckles. "I'll take green, thanks. Everybody calls me Frog. Crater, call ahead to Doc Sparks for me. I'm just gonna lie here and think happy thoughts with my lollipop."

"He's got a helipad on the roof you guys can use. Sweet place." Briefcase guy chuckles. "Minx is gonna be pissed she has to go all the way to Puyallup to pick me up. Don't suppose you guys could give me a lift downtown?" He's grinning broadly, clearly meaning it as a joke.

"Aww. Everybody give Crater some sympathy. She'll kick him to the couch tonight."

There's a pause as briefcase guy (apparently named 'Crater') stares at the wall. Then he grins again. "Ah, worse. She'll make me go when she visits her sister for lunch tomorrow."

Frog starts laughing again, wincing as he does. "Don't piss off a Latina woman, Brachial. That's today's lesson."

The copter zips southward, headed for a location maybe 2km into Puyallup.

[McSherrie]

Gatto unstraps, stands up, walks over, and takes the red lollypop. "What, no purple, Brach?" She unwraps the lollypop, sticks it in her mouth, and smiles down at the ork. "I'm Gatto. I don't know whether we can drop Crater off downtown or not. Depends on Pilot Boy Frank. But you are absolutely right about Latino women. And women in general." Gatto winks, then moves back to her seat.

[Santanya]

Brachial

Brachial chuckles softly turning towards Gatto as she moves back to her seat. He follows, pulling a penlight from his pocket and crouches down in front of her. He clicks the penlight a couple times and raises it. "Follow it, please" he says moving the penlight back and forth as he watches her eyes a couple times before standing back up and moving to the wall of drawers. He pulls out a silver packet, kneading it as he walks back to her. He reaches out and tugs on the sucker stick, pulling it from her mouth as he makes a slight show of carefully tearing the end off the packet in front of her and dripping a deep blue liquid onto the sucker, which flows over its surface turning it purple. He then smiles and offers it back to her. "You didn't get hit anywhere, right?"

[McSherrie]

"Nah, just a headache. You know how that goes." She puts the lollypop back in her mouth, grimacing at the taste till she gets through the medicine and back to the candy. "Thanks," she says around the lollypop.

[Santanya]

Brachial

Brachial nods once, smiling as he moves back to the front of the chopper where Grunty is. He looks to Mig for a moment and asks her, "Sukoyaka?" in Japanese, pausing a moment before looking to Grunty. "You too, you take a hit?" he asks back in English, watching the ork for a moment.

[Leshan]

Frank

"Control will already be irked that there's damage to Kitty; adding in an extraneous stop for someone who isn't even a client? Sorry, but no. You'll have to have Minx spend the extra time driving to Puyallup," he says over his shoulder.

Since the flying is easy and requires only a little of his attention, Frank decides to try and get some paperwork done.

[Kitty, could you bring up the forms that I'll have to fill out due to the damage you sustained? If you don't have them in your memory banks please contact DocWagon and download them. Display them on my AR display once you have them.]

[Lycar]

Gregory grunts as Brachial approaches him.

"Caught a bullet to the right shoulder, backside. No penetration but it sure hurts."

He goes about to stow away the rifle and unbuckle himself, so that he can open his camo suit and allow Brachial a look at the injury.

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Also Brachial can see that Grunty has a massive Orthoskin augmentation. Strange, military usually goes for cyber instead of bioware as it's cheaper.

Lycar

[dauphinous]

"It's okay, man. I was only joking." Crater shakes his head with a grin. "My chica is a jalepena. I already knew that."

[I have the form. Maverick files at least one a week.]
Frank gets a display of a short form that asks for details of the circumstance under which the damage was acquired, and about the damage itself. Kitty has already filled about half of it in - timestamps, damage details, and location information. The rest of it will take less than a minute to complete.

{
Gatto gets back 2 boxes of stun.
Grunty, as soon as Brachial gets to it, heals 4 boxes of stun
}

[DarkLadyOfTheSith]

Ritsuko

"Not a scratch," she replies to Brachial. "Except on my pride." She brandishes the faulty weapon once before slotting a fresh clip in and holstering it.

[Santanya]

Brachial

Brachial nods to Mig as he moves to Grunt. He looks over the back of the ork's shoulder for a moment before reaching across to a drawer and pulling out a can of some kind of spray. He sprays out a thin white coating which soaks into the ork's skin quickly. He finally reaches over, pulling a bottle out and dumping a couple pills into his palm. "Take these too," he says, smiling and finally relaxing back into his seat at the foot of the trama bed.