[11:04] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Reverend," Lynette says to him, in a good-naturedly teasing tone. She inclines her head, and takes a long drink from her thermos
[11:08] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Hello, there. Good to see you well."
[11:14] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "Hello Lyn. And Dennison."
[11:14] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Laurel, hello."
[11:15] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Laurell." Lynette look glad to see her. "Glad you could join us. I'm just waiting on Yuri, so we can fill Dennison in. The crap we saw, I don't think we want to go over it twice."
[11:15] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "That's fair. Most of what we see, it's bad enough to live through it once."
[11:17] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "Yeah, that's ok. We also need to decide what to do next."
[11:18] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Lynette splashes some coffee into her Thermos cup, and offers the flask around. "Anyone? It's Jamaica Blue Mountain."
[11:19] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Thank you, but no. The good stuff is wasted on me."
[11:19] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "Thanks. I dont know why I keep getting mine from Moca Loco. I dont like any of their stuff."
[11:20] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Lynette pours her some. "Convenience, I guess. Here."
[11:22] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Crazy chocolate coffee? A Mocha Loco?"
[11:22] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "Yep. It's a shop between Ealdwic station and Temple Hall."
[11:24] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Lynette snorts. "Crazy mocha is right. They double down on the chocolate flavoring to try and hide the fact that the coffee is glorified Folgers'."
[11:25] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "There was a diner I used to frequent in Michigan, where I swear they never cleaned the coffee machine. Thing was coated in a layer of burnt coffee like enamel. Even their cheap brew came out like burnished ink. It was a little bit fantastic. Also horrifying."
[11:28] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Eh. Place did burn down eventually. Nobody ever proved it was the desperate act of a coffee machine that achieved sentience and prayed for death, but I had my suspicions."
[11:29] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Oh, hey, Yuri."
[11:29] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "You can always check what Venice records say about paranormal incidents in Michigan."
[11:29] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Hello."
[11:29] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "Hi Yuri."
[11:30] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Ahh, Michigan..." She shakes her head like she knows what you're talking about, but...
[11:30] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Hey there, Yuri. Coffee?"
[11:31] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: Yuri holds up and shakes her own Thermos. It's Star Wars-licensed.
[11:33] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "All right, looks like this is all of us. You missed some interesting stuff, Dennison. Not good stuff, naturally."
[11:34] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "You got some leads from that Polaris info, then?"
[11:34] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Hey, if a necrotized and infectious pancreas can produce real insulin, can it be all bad? Don't answer that."
[11:36] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Lynette laughs guiltily, and gives Yuri an old-fashioned look. "Don't give them ideas!"
[11:36] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Yeah, they probably don't burn sugars anyway."
[11:41] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Lynette chuckles guiltily again, and then turns back towards Dennison. "The big thing... if we read the reports right, they're experimenting with implanting draug limbs and organs onto human test subjects. Unwilling ones. And they have someone from Faust Capital there, already working on monetizing it. There's a lot of problems with the implants, a lot of side effects, but they're apparently moving forward with it anyway."
She looks to the others. "Did I miss anything?"
[11:42] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: Even through the mask, you can see Dennison blinking in shock and confusion. "Why on EARTH would they do that? Serioiusly, what possible benefit would that have?"
[11:43] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Transplanting organs between humans is hard enough. Between species? And Draug are already prone to mutatioin? That's nuts."
[11:44] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "Medical treatments for limb amputees. Super soldier programs. Who know?"
[11:44] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Who knows what goes on in Sam Chandra's mind?" Lynette says sourly.
[11:44] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "Though probably the latter. Knowing them."
[11:44] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Anyway, we've pretty much decided to take unilateral action to prevent this."
[11:45] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "But Laurell's probably right. The former is most likely what they'd claim for PR, though."
[11:48] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Lynette nods in agreement with Yuri. "We'll head back in there, destroy the servers and experiments. Put the test subjects out of their misery."
[11:49] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: ((You said small college town, so I figured Corvallis. Couldn't be Eugene
))
[11:49] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "It would be a mercy, I'm sure."
[11:49] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "The big question is the staff and scientists there... it's tempting to say that they're all complicit."
[11:49] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: ((My sweetheart works for the city tourism office, and she's grumbling next to me as she tries to keep their websitge up.))
[11:51] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "If we can take out the security fence they have nothing keeping the draug out."
[11:51] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "It may be a moot point. I think Orochi only sent personnel to Solomon Island that they could afford to lose."
[11:51] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "If we can take out the security fence they have nothing keeping the draug out."
[11:51] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "I haven't seen much in the way of extraction plans from them."
[11:52] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "I think you're sadly right. I suppose we'd be doing them a favor, given what else..." she looks at Yuri, as if asking permission to elaborate
[11:52] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: Yuri shrugs, as if to say "What have we got to lose?"
[11:53] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "'given what else?' Do you mean the demons down the road at the hotel?"
[11:53] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Because I don't mind saying those things gave me a turn. And some sleepless nights."
[11:55] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Please continue. I need my memory refreshed as well."
[11:55] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Not just that..." She looks around, and lowers her voice. "A couple of months ago, we were breaking into a different Orochi facility on a different mission. We found some evidence that suggests that there's an airborne, gradual strain of the Filth that's on this island..." she nods at the Fog. "And there may be a good chance that anyone on this island who's not a Bee, or who doesn't have some kind of magical protections, is..." She waves in the direction of the zombies outside, and looks grim and sad and tired. "...is gonna be THAT."
[11:56] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Or worse. Yeah, I found similar intel in Blue Mountain."
[11:56] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Ah yes, the currently asymptomatic strain."
[11:57] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Yes, that."
[11:56] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Or worse. Yeah, I found similar intel in Blue Mountain."
[11:56] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Ah yes, the currently asymptomatic strain."
[11:57] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Yes, that."
[11:57] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "It would explain the... rushed quality of the Orochi experiments. Like they're determined to do as much as possible in a limited time frame."
[11:58] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Maybe what we do here is on the same level as hospice care, making the dying patient as comfortable as possible. But even that is worth doing."
[11:59] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Oh! That might explain how they'd overcome the rejection... I mean, it's vile. If we can mess up the time frame, perhaps it'd be enough."
[11:59] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Lynette looks at her, a little lost. "Hmm?"
[11:59] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "I'd thought of it as cauterizing a wound to prevent further infection. Hospice is a much nicer metaphor."
[12:00] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: She shrugs. "An infected recipient might be automatically compatible with any infected donor. Just saying."
[12:00] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "If everybody on the island is infected, then there's all the more reason to destroy the base at the airport. They can use it to fly stuff and people out."
[12:00] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Lynette makes a face, but doesn't disagree.
[12:01] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Yup. We can't let this bleed out. We are totally going to bandage that particular wound."
[12:01] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "And the Filth is the ultimate bioweapon...." She shakes her head. "Yes. That's what we have to do."
[12:02] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Quarantine, quarantine, quaranitine."
[12:02] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Sad, but probably better than that lunatic option Haskell was pushing for."
[12:03] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Bring out your dead! Come on, get em all up on the cart."
[12:03] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Stop making me laugh!" Lynette tries to suppress the guilty snicker
[12:03] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Scorched earth? Yeah, bad idea. I don't know what that would do to the hellrifts. Might purge the fog, only to release a bigger problem."
[12:04] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "That's a nuance this asshole didn't seem to sense. Or care about."
[12:05] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "And who knows what's bottled up under Innsmouth Academy? Blasting away all those wards, all at once? I'm not sure they'd be safe in Texas from that fallout."
[12:05] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "Let's hope it doesn't go to that."
[12:06] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Well, let's be fair, it's TEXAS."
[12:06] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Let's go talk to Radcliffe and Blake one last time. They owe us something."
[12:06] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Point. At least they'd all be armed when the creepy-crawlies came knocking. "
[12:07] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "We do everything bigger in Texas. Don't mess with us. So yeah, let our cooler heads prevail."
[12:11] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "I think you know why we're here," Lynette says coldly.
Blake nods, his face unreadable. "Yes. Here." He hands her a slip of paper. "Instructions for disabling the barriers."
Radcliffe looks sad, but understanding. "Just... be quick, with it, please."
[12:13] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Your people don't deserve 'quick,'" Lynette says snidely.
[12:14] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "But... fine."
[12:15] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: She turns to the others. "Ready?"
[12:18] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Looks clear."
[12:19] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "My face is naked. I'll have to keep from getting too close to these guys."
[12:22] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "There, those computers are fried."
[12:22] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Boil, burn, burst your bubble, smoke your bones on the flaming rubble! cackle cackle."
[12:22] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "The crones would be proud."
[12:23] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "I fried the electric fence on the access tunnel. There's nothing keeping draugs out."
[12:23] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "And all the draug corpses are ash."
[12:23] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "The subjects... lethal amounts of morphine."
[12:24] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: She looks very guilty about that.
[12:24] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "And itching powder on the employee restroom toilet paper."
[12:24] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: That makes her smirk.
[12:24] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "It's the little touches."
[12:24] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "So, this place is naked."
[12:25] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Let's go."
[12:28] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Several Orochi personnel are standing, grim-faced, around a radio. Sounds of gunfire and screaming, and of draug rumbling, can be heard over it. Mercifully, the screaming doesn't last long.
[12:29] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Radcliffe looks up at the group, her eyes red, angry and ashamed. Blake has a hand resting on her shoulder, his face still unreadable.
[12:29] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Is that enough?" Radcliffe says angrily. "Are we 'even' now?"
[12:30] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "That was a distress call, Blake. No rescue protocol?"
[12:31] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "We were instructed to leave the facility to its own devices," Blake says tonelessly. "We were told its security would be sufficient. Ours is barely so."
[12:31] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Uh huh. And if YOU were to call for help?"
[12:32] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "You guys should start preparing some medical help. Some will probably come here for it."
[12:32] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Over the radio, crunching sounds can be heard. It's probably the draug smashing bodies. Probably not them doing anything else to them.
[12:32] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Probably.
[12:33] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Radcliffe nods, wiping her eyes, happy to have something -- anything -- else to think about. She barks orders at several of the soldiers and technicians, gathering them.
[12:34] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "I would expect them to act as they saw fit." Blake's tone is still level, although traces of guilt and shame are discernable to those with practiced ears.
[12:34] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: Laurell whispers to the group; "Should we tell them about the airborn virus?"
[12:35] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Why would we?" Reviled whispers back. "All these people have is the hope that this will end, and they'll get to leave."
[12:35] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "I expect they would not be called to reinforce this position, but I'm just speculating."
[12:36] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Lynette catches that, and she looks momentarily torn.
[12:37] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "More likely additional physical barriers would be airlifted in instead."
[12:37] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "More likely," Blake repeats, his tone oddly hollow now.
[12:38] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "You might consider setting up a fallback position. There are some canyons on Priest Island you could defend for a long while, if you had to."
[12:38] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "I still have the data from the flash drive. We can share bits of it between Lumies, Templar and Venice. See if they can find a cure."
[12:38] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Tell Radcliffe we're even," Lynette says, her own tone kind of hollow as well. As if she has no more energy to be angry, just sad. "And... think about what you're doing here, and what your bosses intend."
[12:39] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "My friends have a point. You can still do some good, some actual good, here. You needn't hold a bridge for... for no good reason."
[12:39] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "What they're doing is keeping this occult outbreak from going coast-side to Dunwich. That's a start, isn't it?"
[12:40] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "...yeah. Yeah, it's a start."
[12:41] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Blake is still stoic, but it's becoming clear how fragile that stoicism is. He nods. "We'll take your recommendations under advisement."
[12:42] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Lynette looks towards Laurell. She whispers, "Your idea's worth a shot. I don't think it could make things worse."
[12:43] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "We should try to find a cure for the virus anyway. Just in case."
[12:43] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Yeah. I agree."
[12:43] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "I need a minute, guys." Reviled walks down, off the bridge and past the barricades.
[12:46] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: As the group turns to go, Blake adds, almost diffidently, "If you're travelling to other parts of the island, there may be others from the company there. Not in uniform, but in plainclothes. I do not know if the airport was not the only..." He spreads his arms helplessly, suddenly looking very old. "I know some officials from Faust were supposed to visit Innsmouth for some reason."
[12:46] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "Alright, our people will get the data you've collected. They'll try to find a cure for the filth."
[12:46] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "More messes for us to clean up?" Lynette says sharply.
[12:47] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "I don't know how warmly the administration would welcome them, if they made it in. But we'll keep an eye out. Thanks."
[12:47] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: Blake makes no attempt to argue with Laurell's statement, or Lynette's outburst. All he says is, "Because you're able to."
[12:48] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "One way or another, yeah. We are."
[12:48] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "If you need to... we have little need of all these vehicles. You can take one if you wish."
[12:49] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Thanks," Lynette says, the tiredness reasserting itself
[12:50] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Langmore Bridge, then just be careful of trees on Langmore Trail or whatever if we have to leave the road briefly."
[12:51] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Be careful on approach to the tunnel," he says
[12:51] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Let's go," she says quietly to the others. "I'm sick of the place."
[12:54] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: I want to point out that the airborne strain intel is Orochi's, not our own.
[12:54] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: It might be false.
[12:54] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "It's true. But all of the factions have scientists who can study the data and confirm or deny it."
[12:55] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "And, frankly, it sucks so badly that it's probably the truth just because of that."
[12:56] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "I'm sure Geary would be happy to review. To share Illuminati data? Not so much."
[12:57] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "I'll split it so everybody gets parts, but nobody has all the data. They have to work together to get the whole picture."
[12:58] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "That seems like the smart thing."
[13:02] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Is this place even operational as a school?" she wonders
[13:03] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "It would appear the... student body and faculty levels have suffered extreme attrition."
[13:04] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "You could say that," Ms. Usher says glumly.
[13:04] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Wait, is that an Orochi uniform you're wearing?!"
[13:04] [#SARP] [*Reviled]: "Those things in the hallway aren't alive, I'm thinking."
[13:05] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "My apologies. Our last infiltration of their ranks was all too recent."
[13:06] [#SARP] [*Cauna]: "No, those seem animated. Whatever else they are."
[13:06] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Oh... my mistake. That's too bad. Maarten would have been happy to see someone else." She looks very stressed out. "There's a man from Orochi here, holed up with a couple of Council troopers across the hall. He was in a car crash, dragged himself onto campus from the wreck. He's not well."
[13:07] [#SARP] [*Yuriksha]: "Then he'll need what medical assistance we can lend, I imagine."
[13:07] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "We're all kinda screwed up by now, Ms. Usher," Carter comments
[13:08] [#SARP] [Margin-Call]: "Carter! ...you're correct, though." She looks at the group guilltily. "She's right. We need help, if you can give us some."