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>>164527Silver desides to risk it and peak his head out just barely so he can see around the corner.
>>164532Hmmm... which corner is Silver looking around?
>>164534The right corner is the opposite direction that Silver initially saw the drones. Going down the hallway right from the stairs has another elevator bank with two elevators with brass doors, and then the hallway turns another corner right. On that wall, Silver can see two opaque glass doors with rough texture and names in white letters written on them, evidently some sort of company. Silver sees no signs of life in this way as the lights are on in the hallway, but no light comes through the doors.
>>164535Silver opens the doors to check inside.
>>164538Hmm...well, they're made of glass, yes? How hard would it be for Silver to, say, bash the glass out using the butt of his Jenny?
>>164546ClashThe windows break open, and with a few more hits, Silver can see inside, or even unlock and open the doors. Silver sees a small reception area with a desk, and a hallway that has a couple offices, both with windows allowing some view inside. The offices appear to be in the condition they were left in when they were locked up the night before, with all lights off, and only a little natural sunlight from distant windows coming in.
>>164547Now that Silver can get inside, can he see if the doors were locked from the inside or outside?
>>164548The locks have a manual lock that allows them to be locked from the inside, and a key lock that allows them to be locked from the outside. No dead bolts are used, although the one by the hallway seems to have one.
>>164549So, they could have been locked from either side, then. Can Silver see inside the offices, in case there just so happens to be a hostage inside?
>>164550By walking into the hallway inside of the business, Silver can see into the offices through the glass windows.
>>164551Silver does so, careful not to cut his hooves on any of the glass from the door along the way.
>>164552The offices have plants, desks, bookshelves, chairs, and sometimes papers or books strewn about, but there do not appear to be any hostages inside
>>164554Well, it was worth a look at least. If the other opaque glass door before this leads somewhere else, Silver takes it upon himself to also bash it in.
>>164556CrashIt appears to be an approximately similar situation, with a conference room in the front on the left, and some open desks on the right, with Silver seeing windows letting in light from the rising sun on the far right.
>>164557Silver enters, checking the area for hostages or unusual activity.
>>164558Silver goes past the conference room, and past the set of desks, towards an office in the back that has the blinds on most of the windows down. At first he doesn't see it, as a bookshelf, the position of the office away from the rising sun, as well as the closed blinds, cause the interior of the room to be darker than say, the desks in the open area next to the east-facing windows. But there it is: behind a desk with papers and an open bottle, Silver can see what seems to be not one, but two ponies, crouching down on a couch.
>>164560Silver stops upon seeing the ponies. He goes towards them, crouching low and whispering to them.
"Are you hostages we heard about?"
>>164562Laying on the couch and in front is a tan colored Pegasus mare with a black mane, let down and somewhat disheveled. She turns her head quickly towards Silver, and looks at him with wide, green eyes. She immediately starts to get up off of the couch, and starts to move towards Silver.
“Hostages?! What?” She’s definitely startled. The other pony is a white unicorn stallion. He seems to be laying down asleep.
>>164563Silver looks confused at the pair of ponies. The wounded and armed stallion takes a slightly more defensive pose when she approaches, but remains calm.
"You did not hear gunfire and explosions?"
>>164564The mare already looks frightened, but she’s even more so as Silver says that
“I’d that what that banging was?!”
The stallion opens his eyes and thrusts his head upwards, looking around.
“What time is it? What are you doing here? It’s supposed to be a holiday.”
The mare adds
“Heh do you have guns?”
The stallion’s dress shirt is completely unbuttoned and disheveled. He attempts to button it up as he sits up. He smells like Apple Whiskey.
“We were just working over the weekend.”
The mare volunteers,
“To catch up on paperwork while elective surgeries are all cancelled.”
She too, starts to put on a shirt, taking a black shirt off of a chair near the couch.
>>164565Silver grabs a flashlight (either off of himself or off of Spec), and asks the mare, "Could you keep your eyes open, please? Just for one second?"
>>164566Green, bloodshot, and glassy. She winces and closes her eyes
“Ah! Don’t do that!”
She too smells of alcohol, though not so strongly that Silver can identify the brand.
>>164567Not changelings. He didn't think they were, but he had to be sure.
"We are members of Homeguard. War was declared against Changeling Hegemony and changeling agents all across city have been activated, including several that have stationed here in this building and have taken hostages."
>>163667>>163669>>163670>>163671I apologize for being away so long.If the officer moves to the other side, would Amber be plainly visible? Or could Amber move around the sheep to remain undetected?
>>164573The officer is making his passes by moving to the side of the hall away from the stall, and peering in. The officer has already inspected Amber’s stall, and Amber had thus far evaded detection by hiding closely behind a sheep. The officer has moved on to a stall across the central hallway, meaning that he is close to Amber’s stall, by the divider between Amber’s stall and the stall on the left.
>>164568The mare is stunned
“What… war? Those really were gunshots?”
The stallion rolls over and stands up besides the couch. Or rather, he attempts to. In actuality, he miscalculates where his leg goes, and he stumbles and falls down, placing a hoof on the chair next to the couch to try to stand himself up.
“What?! It’s supposed to be a holiday.” And then as he stands up, “This is my office, it’s okay for me to be here.”
>>164575So the officer is closer to Amber's stall at the moment? Is he close to the stall's doorway?
>>164576He is close, though he’s closer to the railing on the left. The door is a little further to the right. The railing is just a pair of wooden beams.
>>164577If Amber leaps over the railing, would that count as a standard action?
>>164578Yes. It’s perfectly doable with her class
>>164575Silver looks at the stallion, but addresses both of the ponies.
"Dark Star has called for mandatory evacuation of city, and this is active combat zone. I need both of you to stay here in this room and keep out of sight until we have cleared building of hostiles, then we will come back for you, call for evac, and get all of you out of here."
>>164579Amber braces herself, for she is trapped in a desperate situation. But it is better to take initiative while she can and gain the upper hoof–or claw, in this case. While the officer is distracted she vaults the railing and attempts to land an attack.
[1d20 = 5] >>164580The stallion isn’t quite able to stand on all fours, but with one hoof on the couch he stabilized himself. He looks over at Silver with giant, wide eyes.
“Uh, whatever you say” he says
The mare is also stunned, and leans against the chair, her eyes wide open
“Okay…”
>>164581And….. she misses.
The officer strikes back, though it’s hard to say with what, exactly.
[1d20+2 = (4+2) = 6] >>164582Silver nods to them, and returns to the original hallway to continue his searching of the floor.
>>164582I am assuming he misses?
Forgot to add my dex modifierAmber throws another swing.
[1d20+2 = (2+2) = 4] >>164583Silver moves into the hallway to see a pink unicorn pony mare with a white mane and a yellow stripe standing in the hallway, brandishing and examining the assault rifle near the drones' corpse.
>>164592He misses, as does Amber. But he makes another swing with what seems to be his flashlight.
[1d20+2 = (10+2) = 12] >>164593Silver readies his rifle, and aims it at the creature.
"Halt!"
>>164594The mare looks up at Silver, making eye contact with her own blue eyes to his.
>>164595"Identify yourself, now."
Everyone in this thread is a qt
>>164596She speaks with an accent that could belong anywhere in the Equestrian Celestial Coast, and keeps hold of the assault rifle with her right hoof and an aura of blue magic, with the barrel facing low and to her right.
"I'm" she swallows
"Cloverleaf"
>>164615Silver shines the flashlight in her eyes.
>>16461914 dexterity, +2 modifier
>>164620Amber is hit by the flash light
[1d6+1 = (6+1) = 7] >>164623>>164620Pain spreads across her back and shoulder