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Alkilai didn't need night vision to know that the Croc had charged at them, the sound of its growling and the horrible stench of its skin gave away its position, and from what he could tell it hadn't noticed him yet. Alkilai took the chance to throw a punch at the croc, hoping to catch it off guard.

As the boy reached the subway, he could hear some sounds echoing from the depths of the tunels. The others had appearently dropped their stealth and decided to just roll with it. Briliant. Or then it was something else? Maybe they had been attacked By someone or something? A drug dealer gang? A giant sever rat? A crocodile? Nah, those only existed in stories. Still, Christofer took a quick glance around and readied his weapon; better safe than sorry.

He got down the stairs, carefully not to slip and cause some enourmous sounds that would surely break his stealth. Staying hidden would help him in more ways than one and it was easier to try scout where the others were without distraction


[ +2 and then Toffi's +1 ]

@Simon- The police load you into the back of the card, with the technology to gain access to your bank account they have already drained your account and have made a note of your debts, however instead of jail time or community service you are driven to a mental health hospital at the edge of the Medical District. "Get some help ok Drow..." the cop gets out and opens your door, that's when they get the call about a local mugging and jump back in the cop car. Speeding off your are left penniless but you were never escorted into the hospital so technecly your free to go.

@Etharon- Your wounds are deep, another hit or two and your character may actually die! However your blaster shot does connect doing three points of damage, the Croc Reers back and growls before you see Alkalai's punch connect!

@Alkilai- Your punch was so powerful you actually break a few ribs dealing thirteen points of damage on the giant mutant it is going to focus one of its next attacks on you!

@Elo- The Fear of alerting the croc must have surged your circuits causing you to fall backwards dodging the first attack but you are now prone and it will be attacking you as well!

@Toffi- Your detective skills are so strong that not only do you find the croc but you find a passage that lead behind him and now have a super clear shot. If you choose to Melee you can add +4 to your attack roll, and if you choose to shoot it with your sniper you can have a +6 to your attack roll! (Nice Job!)

Etharon scoots back blasting another cold shot off towards the croc, "finish him guys! Hurry!!"

Alkilai managed to dodge the bite attack rather easily, it seems it had trouble moving from the broken ribs from his last punch, and being bombarded by laster blasts from Etharon sure didn't help.

"Don't have to tell me twice!" Alkilai said as he took a solid stance and reared his fist back, he had a clear shot at the creature's face, and so he took the shot, sending his fist flying forward right towards the croc's jaw.

Elo, recovering from his shocked state a bit ashamedly, quickly reached into his pack. He had a few healing potions for just this situation, and he hastily tossed one to Etharon, who seemed to be in pain from the attack. "Etharon, catch!" he called.

(Do I have to add a roll for this...?)

Christofer was lucky enough to get over to the group undetected. Or, well, over to the group enough so that he could see where they were, but didn't chooce to join them just yet. He saw the croc and knew that it was trouble. They had to get rid of it and there probably wasn't a whole lot of time to think: sure he himself was fine but the others might not be doing as well in a while

He took his gun and took an aim at the croc. He could have tried to be sneaky but for now he thought that the more damage he could inflict the better + this way he'd keep his distance to the beast


[ Bullets 8/9 ]

@Etharon- You shot shakes the Croc and as it about to leap at you a second shot slams into it and it bite at Alkalai before flipping around and charging at Toffi!

@Alkilai- Your attack hits but seems to fall into the jaw of the monster as he bites down on your fist!

@Elo- You throw your potion but it shatters against the ground. (Just throw a 1D20 in next time.) Being a giving person you sigh and kneel by Etharon and hand him another beginning to heal him with your supplies on hand.

Toffi- Damnit, a giant croc is charging at you and SLASH!!!

Etharon nodded to Elo, thanking him for the medical assistance.... Closing his eyes he took a deep breathe, Al's arm was badly damaged, and the croc was charging straight for Toffi. It was now or never, the Lizarian opened his eyes and muttered something under his breathe before squeezing the trigger! Connecting with the back of the beasts head, did it glance off or did it blow his brains out?

(Edit) With a burst of blood and crocodile guts the crocs head exploded! "Woohoo!" Etharon began to laugh, "help me up Elo!" He began to stand but the slash marks across his chest made it hard, "we're gonna be rich! 500 for Elo, 500 for Toffi, 500 for Al, and I think I should get the rest for the killing blow right?" 3500 would pay off his debt and give him a little more cash to keep out of debt for good. What a great day.

Alkilai cursed under his breath as his fist was crushed by the bite of the croc, since it was just an artificial arm with no real nerves the bite didn't actually hurt, if anything it was just a nuisance since he would have to get it fixed later. After a moment of struggling, Alkilai managed to free his fist from the croc's jaw as it began charging towards Toffi, but before it could get far Etharon's laser managed to hit the croc's sweet spot and kill it instantly, sending guts and blood flying everywhere. Alkilai sighed, glad that they managed to defeat the creature as intended, and took a look at his busted arm. It didn't even resemble a hand anymore, just a crushed and shredded little nub with sparks of electricity popping up from it.

"Damn, I just replaced this arm too." He lamented before turning his attention to the celebrating Etharon. "Fine, whatever, knowing you, you probably need it to keep from getting your ass kicked by debt collectors."

Elo, his sensors still buzzing from the rush, tried to shrug his shoulders and ended up looking like he'd had a small spasm. "Etharon can keep my share of the money. I mostly came for the fun of it." He had lied. "Al, I could look at that arm, if you want. As you know, I'm, ah, kind of made of metal, and I've learned a few tricks throughout the years dealing with dents and busted parts."

Christofer would fall back a bit as he had tried to get distance when the croc had spotted him. He had attempted on getting away from it, not wanting to get bit by the beast, but had unfortunately slipped. Shoot, he had to inform his higher ups about this... Then again, his main job wasn't to go around sewers or hunt some huge beasts in damb environments.

He had been lucky though. If it hadn't been for Etharon, he'd probably be missing a hand or a leg or maybe just a finger or two. For now he was mostly unharmed, only having himself covered in now wet and dirty clothes as the splash the dead croc had caused had thrown a wave of nastiness at him. Eww...

The boy took support from the wall as he got back up. The words of Etharon, speaking of the shared price money barely reached his ears. He had no idea what he was talking about. Sure he'd appreciate some extra cash, but for now he was more concerned of the state his allies were in.

"Everyone ok? Anyone need help?" he'd ask as he approached the group

@Simon after wandering down the streets penniless for a few hours you see your brothers enter the same bar once more to pay Marak a visit, not knowing of what had happened you journey inside to see them begin to drink and celebrate, a festival you missed out upon by acting rash.

@Etharon- Hours before... You carried the head of the King Croc out of the sewer and journey a few blocks parading it like you saved the world from this hulking mutant who was hiding beneathe the city. You lay it down on the desk of the Slayers Guild HQ and they sigh looking you over and handing 4000 Credits to you and 500 to both Alkilai and Toffi. You immediately go to the local ATM and are on your mobile Com the rest of the evening transferring money to land lords, loan sharks, and an old drug dealer before finally looking up debt free with nearly 1300 to spare!

Alkilai- After the Croc was killed you guys collect the money then head down the street, you need some where to sit down and some tools so while Etharon is on his Com device you head into a Cybermail shop and purchase a new hand, saving money you don't allow the man to install it for 100 Credits, it cost you nearly 350 to buy and you want some cash out of it so you take it back to the Blue Jupiter to attach yourself.

@Elo- For giving Etharon 500 Credits he has more then forgiven you, he is in debted to you. Not financially, like morally. You follow along as the group heads back to where they started. It has almost become "the groups place," it just feels like home being so close to Atlas's old Orphanage. He used to talk about coming here and how him and his friend had good times and now even though your a Cyber, you feel like your living a legacy of his.

@Toffi- You collect your money and follow the group to the Blue Jupiter again, as you enter you feel the stench of Drow follow you in, you almost don't care where he has been. But you do wonder why his hands smell like ink, robes smell like fire, and face gives off the look of just being let out of prison. That and the fact that he gives off the aura of having just ruined an Orphans day... Anyway Marak puts an Orange Soda on the counter and smiles at you. This is a token of respect, as far as you know he didn't really keep soda on hand before today.

With nearly 1400 Credits in his account after killing the Cric and Atlas's money for him he felt rather good. "I'm sticking with you lot," Etharon grabbed Al with one arm and Elo with the other, "stay were the money is at an I right!" Placing a few Credits down Etharon ordered two beers and an Oil tonic seeing as how Toffi already had a beverage. "What's next lot? My debt problem is solved who's up next??"

"Well, right now, I won't be able to much of anything until I fix my arm." Alkilai said as he cleared a space on the bar for him to work, placing the new cybermail hand on the bar and pulled out a few tools. He began by detaching his busted up hand, a rather difficult task considering it was badly damaged and he didn't want to risk damaging any of the connections relays. He worked meticulously until he finally managed to get it off, tossing the scrap metal to the side and began taking a look at just how badly damaged the connection relays were.

"Mmm, well I guess they aren't too badly damaged, I should be able to connect the new hand without any problem... eh, Elo, is that offer still open, I think this might be a two person job."

Elo nodded as the oil was set down in front of him. He nodded to Etharon, "Of course," and with a grin he added,"thanks for the drink."

He then turned to Alkilai, saying, "Anytime, Al, you know that." He walked over, carrying the drink and setting it close enough to reach, but not to knock over. "Lets take a look..."

Christofer was starting to understand the whole thing with the giant croc little by little. The main point was that everyone was safe and the injuries they received could be healed somewhat easily, receiving money for all of that was just a nice extra.

As big of a relief it was for him to get out of the sewers with everyone, it felt pretty great to change on some cleaner clothes. He thought about the others for a while: what would they do now? He didn't truly and fully know what they were doing yet, so he would just have to hope that they were fine, even Simon.
And speaking of Simon, Toffi was surpriced to see him at the Blue Jupiter. Where had he even gone? Hopefully he hadn't done anything too bad even if he was a trickster of sorts.

The sight of the Orange Soda surpriced him. For a moment he wasn't fully sure what he was supposed to do, but eventually he'd smile and be genuinely happy even after all that had happened before. He felt a little guilty for it, but in the bigger picture this could help Marak with more varied costumers. It could be a nice little change~

"Thank you~" He'd smile as he took the soda, not really even considering that there would be any tricks to it. The day had already gone a bit more active and strange way anyway. What more could there be?

@Simon- I suppose because you didn't respond that you are just kinda hanging out at a table away from the main group sitting by yourself until you choose to respond to the story once more.

@Etharon- Still very proud of yourself you start thinking about the fight, it was fairly easy all things considered. You wonder how the croc was even there and then start to think about the original story of the scientists, something wasn't right about what happened down there and there is an odd curiosity making you believe you should return and investigate.

@Alkilai- You are going to have a fight coming up, you communicator buzzes, it's Argoski your Lizarian event manager. He sent you the profile of your text fight, an Elidran by the name of Olaxian Quick-Fist. It is later in the evening, around ten pm on a Friday and your fight is Sunday night at noon. Do whatever you must to prepare.

@Elo- The arm reattaching is not an easy process but you have done it to yourself before, one handed... Literally. Roll an Intelligence check that's 1D20+Int if you get a 1-4 you break the new arm, 5-10 it's attached but it'll malfunction whenever I think would be the most interesting, and 11+ you attach it perfectly!

@Toffi- Thinking back to the Sewers, you remember (when you roll a natural 20 and took a new route to the Croc, you saw a large door behind it, and remember that as soon as you shot it it ran at you. Not out of pain but more out of defending this mysterious large vault like door. Should the tumors about him be true or false there was definitely more to this story.

I silently gripped my wand, smiling. I realized that the tavern was rather empty, and the patrons who were here were far away. I quietly focused all my thoughts, all my energy, and all my power into a color change spell. I suddenly set my wand down. What would revenge do for me? My anger problems had already forced me into a vengeful rage, stranding me in the middle of town, guilty and penniless. I wasn't really in a mood to talk to anyone, as I was terrible at hiding anger or sorrow, and if I talked to anyone, especially any of my brothers, I would likely be interrogated about my emotions. I had always been insecure and secretive of my emotions, but now I felt as though I had to really be emotionless around my brothers, for fear I would be mocked or teased. Remaining that stoic would be hard though, due to the issue of anger problems. I snapped out of my thoughts in a jolt, causing me to knock my glass of wine to the ground. A loud shattering sound filled the air, sure to get the attention of my brothers.