It had been a long time coming, with all the danger and boredom that was to be endured by soldiers. Days and weeks in the wilderness, months of training and retraining, and unknown time just... lost.And then there was the mixed quality of leadership, the painful highs and lows of bonding with other soldiers... Of being tied and getting to know people who would reveal themselves to be unstable, or sick, or worrisome... And some of the good ones would just die.It wasn't exactly clear what the point of it all was. Was it all a mistake? Was it a joke? Cruelty? A scheme to make money?The mind and body was exhausted. "Red" was saying that the chance to come home was available. It was time for leave, R&R. Maybe weeks in rehabiliation... Physical and mental. Maybe even a padded room and a cocktail of medicines.
Rolled 10 + 4 (1d20 + 4)>>6373300Before we begin, a refresher on "Red"Half-scarred was putting it lightly. This wasn't your average burn victim - she's lost an entire limb and a half from it, and an eye on top of things. But that was all the distant past. Before being awoken kidnapped in a strange place. Before she joined TFV. Now, it's impossible to talk about "Red" without mention "Red" without talking about her weapon, "Caritas." It means Charity in Latin, and stands for a Gatling Laser. She was usually laden with several other weapons, as well.What was the endgame? Who the Hell knows. Right now though, it's about managing this headache. Was "Godmother" still in the picture? So many racing thoughts..
>>6373300Glad to see you back anon. Will this be an spinoff to Vengeance Burns Red or completelly unrelated ?
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Rolled 8 (1d20)>>6373300>>6373310The man most known within TFV as "Godmother" was indeed still around, physically at least. Mentally, events had taken their toll, less so the fighting than what he'd call dimensional fuckery on a scale he was not ready for. He's nursing an infrequent headache, though it no longer feels like his brain is threatening to burst from his skull. And he is cautiously optimistic he may just get to come back to the dimension he left from. Maybe. Assuming he ran in the same version of TFV. And that they aren't aliens. Or alt-Americans from another dimension. Or very well camouflaged bug zombies...It's been a rough expedition. He could probably use a good debrief opportunity, and maybe a presentation on just where he's gone to before coming back. With Powerpoint slides. And dated slide transitions with corny sound effects. And maybe sock puppets in some places.Still, as far as bureaucrats thrown into survival situations and active warzones go, he hasn't made the worst showing, he thinks. Turns out keeping one's head down and doing what needs doing is a transferable skill.Hello again, QM and Red, I'm happy to see you both again, I wasn't sure if I would honestly, so it took a little bit for me to catch this, but Godmother is still shuffling along. Though he hopes thinks start making a little bit more sense again, or he may get outvoted by the part of his brain that want him to stop and curl up in the nearest small and non-damp space.
>>6373310>>6374393So how exactly does this quest work ?
Me not understand
>>6374625>>6374668Two operators or soldiers in black jumpsuits with tactical rigs, helmets, headsets, and gear told the strangers to avoid stepping near the mysterious Venom cargo chopper that had popped into existence, without it's top or back propellers. "Identify yourselves!"The two operators were told no one else would be at the exfil site except Red and Godmother. Anyone else were to be suspected Tangos and engaged as needed.
>>6374625I fell off do to holiday rush kicking my ass, but the given that the QM is a bit bad about explaining things. I'll try to give what I remember. We made a character from a quick summery of what job and back ground you pick. Then treat the actions you do with a good amount of realism. We can ended up hopping into different time line or planes of existence which can lead to people not acting right. If a AWOL Jack can get reinstated and briefed about what happened. I'll try to keep up with the game again. Otherwise I do apologize of dropping off like that. I ended up with to much on my plate. God this captcha be crazy with 3 steps.
>>6375104>>6374393Welcome back, Jack. I've heard briefly of you, but no details. And Godmother, it's so good to see you here. Please feel free to make the first move in this encounter.
>>6375248Ah, and sometimes this happens to my ID. That'd be wifi vs LTE.
>>6375104A woman in a cold weather desert color brush style uniform stepped out of the helo. She adjusted her glasses and tightened the band keeping them to her head, and made sure her helmet was on comfortably. Under the oversized helmet was a headset with a mic. She had a thick scarf over her mouth and neck.Instead of the ALICE harness and the ETLBV, she had a satchel medical bag with the symbol of the snake and the rod. Moving over to Jack, she knelt down and started to examine him with a penlight."Callsign is 'Willow'" she said, checking his face for discoloration. "You must be Lieutenant Price."Getting into her bag, she got out some basic first aid materials and over the counter medicines. "Okay Jack," she said. "I'm just a Nurse with combat life saver training. If you're sick, I can help you. But if you have anything surgery related, we need to get you home."Willow
>>6375104Roll 2d20 plz )
Rolled 5, 20 = 25 (2d20)>>6375368Jack touching his head as though things are snapping him back from a deep fog. "Ahhh... yes I do believe so." Eyes become a light with awareness. Jack carefully points to some aspirin. "Oh! Thanks for offering to help Doc Willow. I think I am good on the surgery, but I could be mistaken. I last remember fixing something, I think it was a tank." Jack looks around him and takes in the new area before him.
>>6375438"Please," she says. "I don't have my doctorate yet."Checking his temp, then trying to coax him into undressing his chest enough that she can use her stethoscope then the thing where she taps his chest to hear his lungs, she then taps at his knees to test his reflexes, and makes use of a blood pressure cuff, and a heart rate monitor."You have a lot of minor and moderate injuries," Willow says. "Lacerations, bruises, minor head injuries, scratches, and what appears to be some kind of minor flu or common cold. You also likely lost some weight."She gets out a folded up stack of papers from a sealed plastic wrap, which are stapled together. "Yep," she says. "You are on the risk of losing some of your remaining muscle mask, and you might be on the verge of dehydration... But it looks like you've been hardy enough and I don't think you have any major infections yet."
Rolled 16, 12 = 28 (2d20)Godmother looks at the decidedly not flight-worthy chopper doing a magic trick, and decides not to question it. He's seen worse by now, and the method seems similar to the one TFV had used to send him into his first assignment...and maybe his second? Did he black out returning home and being deployed...wherever that was with Jack? He isn't sure anymore.For now, he focuses on what he knows, that being searching his memory to see his the way the chopper appeared matches how he saw TFV port in vehicles and supplies. Just in case he's dealing with shapeshifters. Or aliens. Or wizards.After looking Jack up and down for a solid ten seconds, and blinking hard, Godmother is quick to wave down the waiting operators, explaining that another team member managed to link up on the way. Even if he can't remember how long ago that was, he's spent enough time around Jack while setting up the base and driving around he's confident he's who he says he is. He nods at the doc, not walking closer, but will take a small dose of painkillers if she comes up and offers one. He's hurting a little everywhere but it doesn't seem too bad, or he'd have collapsed on the way here. Just adrenaline flushing, battle wear and tear, and the remains of the worst headache he can recall ever experiencing.Rolling 2d20 for matching the magic to what he's seen. Not magical knowledge since he'd kept himself rather well insulated, just comparing outcomes. Both to give his brain something to do and focus on, and quiet the lingering doubts that he's back with known friendlies.
Rolled 15 + 4 (1d20 + 4)Rolling bureaucracy to help with the operatorsRed also steps forward to assist in ensuring a secure meetup here, paying little mind to the helicopter at the moment. She will give her Callsign to them and to Jack.
>>6375494Well heck, I guess I better get to hydrating with some water and a good meal. As well as clean up these cuts with a shower.
One of the two operators broke open a cylinder and pulled out a roll of laminated paper that was made the old fashioned way, then written on with ink and had pictures added to it using old fashioned photos, along with detailed descriptions. There was a lot of detailed medical information, like height, teeth that were capped, and if they were left handed."We have everyone from TCT Team 4 that we need," he said "Where is Blue and Gold?"Off in the distance there was some movement, and the two operators relayed a coded message over the radio on various frequencies, along with use of Morse code on their flashlights. Blue and Gold team secured the surrounding area and examined it, before moving in.One of the people present started doing a head count. "12 people, and this chopper would normally only seat 11."He looked around at them all and then fixed his eyes on "Red". "Callsign Red, you're going to afix yourself by multiple cords and carabiners to the rigid frame within the chopper. You can sit, you can stand, whatever keeps you stable."https://youtu.be/h0sN7bffetg?si=NPchLeXck9hQogL7Inside the chopper was what seemed to be a suspiously large device that was where the engine normally was, poking out into the passenger compartment. One of the pilots, who were dressed more like a tanker or army mechanic, went over to inspect it.He gave a thumbs up. "Veil levels are clean, JP-8 levels clean, lubricate oil clean, we're good to go."One of the operator guards. "This timeline is a write off, we're leaving as soon as possible. The clock is ticking, get in and buckle in."
Rolled 2 + 5 (1d20 + 5)>>6378300"No problem. I've ridden this way before. Still, I'd appreciate someone double checking my restraints." With that, she'll lug her large weapon over to the chopper and begin securing herself to it's exterior.
Rolled 8 (1d20)>>6378300I am not a hundred percent sure of my bonus for this. If Jack is allowed on he will want to give the helicopter a look over. If time allows for it Jack will ask a few questions about what he is unfamiliar with. Just in case something goes wrong he wants to know the basics if he can.
>>6378300Godmother gets on board without fuss, at least a little reassured at seeing all the info about him on a solid sheet of paper, meaning this also likely isn't some strange mistaken identity thing and he's in the right place. He isn't sure how to feel about the whole writing off a timeline part as he checks his and any neighbors" straps. He isn't sure what that means for all those left behind, or if he wants to know. Considering the kind of mess TFV stuck with, the fact that they're washing their hands off this one is far from encouraging. Still, he'll learn more during debrief, most likely.
>>6379673>>6378770>>6378415What remains of TCT Team 4 is extracted with the Extraction Team. They are extracted to a safe house in one of many timelines that safe houses currently exist. For reasons unknown to the group, they can't seem to get the "Garage Door Opener" to dial home. The device is plugged into a Satelight phone and they get a brief Morse code message. "SisterTimelineZMassRefugeesZQuarintineZInspectingForVampiresZStayPutZ"You have 70 letters or numbers that you can transmit.
>>6379783I am not sure what to send back. We were helping build a camp and defending from invading forces. Then we jumped to a place with a tank and something about not having a style of facial hair.
"Red" will remove a sizable Sterling silver hand crucifix from her churchly personal bundle. Specifically this type of implement in particular is precisely the kind that Exorcists use, and so she will hold it to the face of each other team member as they enter the chopper one by one.
>>6379783Godmother isn't sure what to send back beyond something along the lines of "AcknowledgedZHoldingZAwaitingFurtherOrdersZ".Upon reading the part about vampires, he silently went "oh, and has since been seriously considering trading some part of his kit for the strongest available drink. Why did his paranoid brain have to be right...
>>6380090Jack looks to crucifix with confusion for a second before acceptance takes over his face. "Fair thing to do with what can happen in the work. Make there be a lord that will watch our backs. If not we will just have to do it ourself."
Someone said that we didn't want to lose track of Godmother or Jack, so here you go.https://discord.gg/kDWbTwGY )The extraction makes most of the group nauseous, but after several hours, along with proper showering, drinking, and eating... It ultimately doesn't matter.The group is contained inside a safehouse inside a cabin, inside some woods, inside a timeline that isn't documented very well or labeled. It could be a fragment, a post apoc, or a regular world.
>>6381599(Done.)Godmother welcomes the presence of modern amenities again, which help put some distance from the frontline combat he's seen. He now has a defensibl location again, which helps with stress management. Mostly he's spent time taking inventory and attempting to monopolize any and all explosives to rig manual perimeter traps. Nothing that would accidentally blow anyone up, so he says, just "insurance".
>>6381599Whelp new area I guess means taking stock of things. Maybe send a scout to map the area and hope for some supplies to work with. "Now that I think about it more. The base said something about vampires. Should be see if red can bless some water and does anyone know their weaknesses?"
>>6382371Red and moreso Asvos have filled Jack in on vampires, and done proper introductions..
