nitiative Order:
Shin Wei - Molly Bairre - Erik Lightner - Malcom Green - Mall Riot
Malcolm Green is up next!
nitiative Order:
Shin Wei - Molly Bairre - Erik Lightner - Malcom Green - Mall Riot
Malcolm Green is up next!
Green fought the milling mob, meaty paws swatting those who stood before him, struggling to push his way through the mob. His anger, red like magma, building up like gas trapped in a vent, raged through him.
2 sux
ST: Is there any way that Green would have noticed that Erik Lightner is not keeping up? Would that require a separate action?
The chaos of the mob seems to surge with a vengeance to the valiant guardian blazing a trail toward escape and Shin takes blow after blow. In the process, however, he manages to keep Molly from further harm. The surge around them buffets Malcolm as well, but only marginally compared to previous moments of insanity.
In the main body of the riot Erik manages to avoid the worst of it for now, but he makes no progress toward finding his way back.
Shin takes 4 bashing damage
Green takes 1 bashing damage
Both Molly and Erik avoid any damage this round
Malcolm Green you can see that you've lost Erik in the chaos without a roll, but finding him in the chaos will require a successful perception check and an instant action as you survey the crowd.
mall riot's attacks
Initiative Order:
Shin Wei - Molly Bairre - Erik Lightner - Malcom Green - Mall Riot
Shin Wei is up next!
Blows rain down on the stone guardian as he shoves his way through a particularly chaotic patch of rioters, but if he feels the pain of the impacts at all, he doesn't seem to show it. He moves grimly on through the melee, no longer certain where they are in relation to the rest of the mall or how close they are to escaping this madness, but knowing that if they stop moving they'll be crushed for sure.
Like driving out of the rain, Shin, Molly, and Green suddenly break out of the chaos into a calm just surrounding the money induced riot.
Initiative Order:
Shin Wei - Molly Bairre - Erik Lightner - Malcom Green - Mall Riot
Molly Bairre is up next!
The crowd was still surging, people were still throwing punches as they worked to edge out each other towards the automatic teller machine, the money was scattered at this point, there couldn't be any left to collect yet people still pushed forward. Erik was down on the ground, having attempted to escape the madness, but he was rebuffed and lost to the direction of the mob. Stumbling to his feet, Lightner could not even see the largest of the 'lings he had struck up with and resigned himself to the current. With abject disgust to the greed and wrath Erik eschewed harvesting the potent glamour being thrown off by the rabble and just tried not to get taken down again.
OOC
ST note: My apologies for the delay here, but I needed to work out a couple details on the side first. With Jarons20's agreement I'm going to close the combat here and describe the next several minutes. Also, Molly will no longer be a part of this scene. I will attempt to find a replacement, but please continue for now.
Erik tries to remain standing against the surge of bodies, neither forcing his way against them nor joining their mad, bedlam-like impulse. He focuses all his effort on simply surviving, hoping to wait out the storm. For a short time he does admirably. Eventually, however, he is overwhelmed. A stray fist first takes him in the ribs, then he's shoved to the side and bruises his shin on a fallen chair. For a couple seconds, he almost regains his balance but then something impact him in the side of the head hard and the world begins to spin. Second later it goes dark and he falls beneath the crush.
No longer an obstacle most of the crowd simply surges past Erik, not giving the downed man a second glance. A few people climb over him, and one lands hard on his leg, bruising the muscle underneat. Another trips over him, delivering and accidental blow to his short ribs that causes something to pull painfully. Erik, unconscious, sleeps blissfully through the beating. By the time the riot calms and disperses Erik lies amongst a scene of chaos. Broken shards of cafeteria chairs and tables litter the ground among a field of torn pieces of $20 bills. He's not the only one who succumbed to the mob; several unmoving forms lay among the ruin. Among them is the bank executive who began the entire debacle.
Having finally cleared the insanity Shin and Green pause for just a second to grab their breath. Then they realize that Molly is no longer on Shin's back. She must have fallen - or been ripped away - in that last, terrible push. Glancing back into the madness neither can easily see Erik or Molly. Whether or not they would summon the courage plunge back in to find their missing companions, they never get the chance to decide. Almost immediately a small army of mall security arrives and begins trying to organize the situation. They herd those they can away from the scene and begin liberally dousing the crowd with pepper spray. One enterprising man, with the help of a three others, furnishes a couple cafeteria table tops into improvised riot shields and begins pushing into the crowd, separating smaller groups from the main riot to be handled by the rest of security.
It only takes a minute or two, but it feels like half an hour before the crowd is dispersed enough and the situation begins to be contained. Shin and Green find themselves standing off to the side, trying desperately to find their friends in the decrescendo of the riot. They quickly spot Erik's limp form nearby, sheltered from the worst of the storm by a fortuitously fallen table. Of Molly, however, neither can find a single clue.
In an odd juxtaposition to the sheer selfishness displayed only moments before, several people begin doing what they can to help. Some people organize themselves into clean up crews, moving the worst of the fallen furniture to the side. A couple others start moving from one fallen form to the next, administering first aid to those that need it. Perhaps most oddly, at least a few of those helping are the same people who just participated in the destruction.
Outside sirens can be heard approaching. The paramedics and real law enforcement will be here shortly, but the Lost have a few minutes to get to their friend and decide what to do next.
over the course of the riot, Erik takes 5 more bashing damage, 2 points wrap to lethal damage
Erik fall unconscious from the damage on the second round
The mountain tosses his head in apparent confusion though his face remains curiously blank. There is a frantic edge to his voice. "We should split, man. Flame skull man is over there. He don't look good, but the medics will look after him, right? And where'd the little lady go?" He scratched his head. Green made as if to make a step, then stopped himself and look at the other Elemental.
When Shin realized that Molly wasn't still on his shoulders, he nearly panicked. He, who'd remained calm through the worst of the riot and shrugged aside the blows as if he hadn't felt them. It was one thing to know one's duty and suffer pain in the doing of it, but another thing completely to fail in that duty. Failure terrified the foo dog.
His Master had not tolerated failure.
"Molly?" He roared over the crowd, ignoring Green's words for the moment. "Molly!"
He whined low in his throat, clenching his fists impotently as he searched the bodies lying on the floor for any sign of her blond hair. If anything had happened to her, he was to blame...
But he didn't see a crushed fairy lying underneath the wreckage, and he tried to force his heart to slow down. Maybe she'd managed to get to safety somewhere, and besides, he still had another fallen comrade to see to. He rounded on Green when he suggested leaving Erik behind, his face now in a true snarl of silent rage.
"No!" He yelled, then softened his voice. "No. I'm not leaving him."
He beckoned Malcom to join him as he knelt at Erik's side and closed his eyes, trying to remember what little he knew of first aid.
3 suxx
For the moment, the mountain complied. His posture didn't show it, but the Winter Courtier was already thinking of slipping away before the police and the paramedics arrived. The Onyx Court taught that one must avoid trouble. However, when he saw the extent of the Gravewright's injuries, his view softened somewhat.
"How bad is he? He needs hospital, right?" Green had no medical skill; he just saw bruising upon bruising, cut upon cut.