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ID: UXy/RaAE/qst/6260881#6268746
7/2/2025, 6:47:47 AM
(Not-Natty Crit Success, Success, Mitigated Near Crit Fail, Success, Success, Slight Success)
Getting a closer look, there are four men fighting off the swarm of salamanders, one of them staying inside the cramped cabin of the boat. Of the slimy creatures, you can't get a solid count, as they leap in & out of the water to attack from all angles. They're in their element here, creatures adapted to this world, but they're too engaged with the boat crew to notice you as you decide to even the odds. The men fight the beasts off with long polearms, spears or harpoons by the look of them, occassionally taking a shot with a handgun or carbine, conserving ammo.
You line up your laser pistol's sights & join lancing superheated bolts of light to the fray. The first shot is perfect, taking one of the amphibians in the back of the neck, dropping it instantly at the feet of a sailing man. A glowing hole steams & smokes from the entry wound. The sailor looks up with wide eyes as you move on to the next, scoring a hit on one about to leap from the bottom of the tilted metal stairs onto the boat, going clean through the side of its torso. With a loud thud, it fumbles the landing & smacks its bottom jaw onto the sidewall of the craft, splashing into the brackish water.
The next shot you take is aimed for a mutant aboard the small vessel, its back to you, but it ducks at the last second to make a low lunge at one of the men & for a split second you think you'll hit him square in the chest with the deadly beam. You manage a split-second correction & rake the bottom of the beast's tail, burning a line into the deck of the boat. As he fends it off with a long hooked pole, you see confusion & outrage cross his face. The boat rocks as two more of the creatures leap aboard one side, but you pivot & burn off an arm & a mottled kneecap, sending them both back into the drink. You barely notice another as it runs up from atop your own raft, skipping lopsided metal stairs in its haste to reach you, but turn & fire at the last moment. The shot passes over it, a glancing blow letting off a cloud of steam that blocks sight of its next move. For a heartbeat's time you imagine it leaping through & closing its mouth around your head, but the flash & pop of a gunshot rings out right next to you & you see Lorraine's pistol has made short work of it, a new hole in it's head.
>-6 SEC Charges
>+1 Energy Weapons Skill
(Nat 20 Luck Roll Result from earlier)
A brief moment later, you spot the last sea-lizard swimming off out of the yawning chasm that is the rusted hull of the ship. One man in a hat & goggles lowers his gun & waves, calling over to you. "Thanks for the help, name's Jack, Jack Costner. Let's parlay, little lady, or should I say captain?" He smirks as he motions to the hat atop your head. His men keep a lookout, their attention split between glancing over the sides of their boat, & casting wary eyes up at you & your crew. As he begins to disembark onto the stairs...
Getting a closer look, there are four men fighting off the swarm of salamanders, one of them staying inside the cramped cabin of the boat. Of the slimy creatures, you can't get a solid count, as they leap in & out of the water to attack from all angles. They're in their element here, creatures adapted to this world, but they're too engaged with the boat crew to notice you as you decide to even the odds. The men fight the beasts off with long polearms, spears or harpoons by the look of them, occassionally taking a shot with a handgun or carbine, conserving ammo.
You line up your laser pistol's sights & join lancing superheated bolts of light to the fray. The first shot is perfect, taking one of the amphibians in the back of the neck, dropping it instantly at the feet of a sailing man. A glowing hole steams & smokes from the entry wound. The sailor looks up with wide eyes as you move on to the next, scoring a hit on one about to leap from the bottom of the tilted metal stairs onto the boat, going clean through the side of its torso. With a loud thud, it fumbles the landing & smacks its bottom jaw onto the sidewall of the craft, splashing into the brackish water.
The next shot you take is aimed for a mutant aboard the small vessel, its back to you, but it ducks at the last second to make a low lunge at one of the men & for a split second you think you'll hit him square in the chest with the deadly beam. You manage a split-second correction & rake the bottom of the beast's tail, burning a line into the deck of the boat. As he fends it off with a long hooked pole, you see confusion & outrage cross his face. The boat rocks as two more of the creatures leap aboard one side, but you pivot & burn off an arm & a mottled kneecap, sending them both back into the drink. You barely notice another as it runs up from atop your own raft, skipping lopsided metal stairs in its haste to reach you, but turn & fire at the last moment. The shot passes over it, a glancing blow letting off a cloud of steam that blocks sight of its next move. For a heartbeat's time you imagine it leaping through & closing its mouth around your head, but the flash & pop of a gunshot rings out right next to you & you see Lorraine's pistol has made short work of it, a new hole in it's head.
>-6 SEC Charges
>+1 Energy Weapons Skill
(Nat 20 Luck Roll Result from earlier)
A brief moment later, you spot the last sea-lizard swimming off out of the yawning chasm that is the rusted hull of the ship. One man in a hat & goggles lowers his gun & waves, calling over to you. "Thanks for the help, name's Jack, Jack Costner. Let's parlay, little lady, or should I say captain?" He smirks as he motions to the hat atop your head. His men keep a lookout, their attention split between glancing over the sides of their boat, & casting wary eyes up at you & your crew. As he begins to disembark onto the stairs...
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