Soo: [Kali dVostog] Okay, with that information in hand Kali turns to leave.
Kyle: [Bailey Hunt] Bailey tips his hat to the store-keeper and follows.
Ian: [Mari Shasho] Mari shrugs a little. "I definitely needed something warmer anyhow."
[GR-210] GR-210 stares blankly at the storekeeper and turns to leave only when he's about to be left behind, skittering out between everyone.
Dane: [GM] As you turn to leave, Bailey notices something behind your group that doesn't seem right.
Kyle: [Bailey Hunt] Bailey whips around quickly.
Joe: [OOC] Wait a shit, Kyle actually succeeded in a roll that none of us did?
Dane: [GM] Yep. As you turn Kyle, you see the storekeeper, Fredrich Rothberg, charging the party with a very large pickaxe!
Kyle: [Bailey Hunt] Bailey whips out his pistol (Quick Draw trait, Dane) and shoots at him!
Ian: [OOC] By the logical average of Kyle's rolls, this shot will hit himself, or us.
Soo: [OOC] Yep...
Kyle: [OOC] Little faith people.
[Kyle] ROLLS. [GM] RECEIVES RESULTS.
Dane: [GM] Bailey smoothly draws his pistol and fires it, hitting the charging man squarely in the forehead. He flops backwards on the ground as the force of the bullet wheels him over. He lands dead.
Joe: [GR-210] "Sweet wet fuck!"
Joe: [GR-210] Err... GR-210 says. Yeah, he'd say that.
Ian: [Mari Shasho] Mari pants for a second in surprise, holding her chest. "Can we go into any place of business and leave the people there alive."
Kyle:[Bailey Hunt] "Best we clear out before the police arrive... damn I'm gettin' too used ta sayin' that lately."
Dane: [GM] You guys legging it?
Ian: [OOC] Yep.
Joe: [OOC] That was a 'plot is escalating' murderer. We need to hurry along.
Soo: [OOC] Wait. I want to check the body.
Dane: [GM] Fredrich Rothberg lies dead on the store's floor. He looks like he picked up the pickaxe from behind the counter.
Joe: [OOC] Even in death, you can't help but wonder what it would have been like to be in those big broad arms... oh wait, different RP channel.
Ian: [OOC] Is the pickaxe made of diamonds? We might run into some obsidian.
Kyle: [OOC] Guess what game Ian's been wasting all week on Soo.
Dane: [GM] ANYWAY a curious necklace has fallen loose from his waistcoat. It has the symbol of a seven-pointed star with a garnet in the center.
Joe: [GR-210] "Mistress! I recommend you take that trinket and have it welded to my head."
Soo: [Kali dVostog] "What purpose would that serve?"
Joe: [GR-210] "Oh so now I need a reason to be pretty? Maybe I can't compete with you because you were born with big tits but I've got my own style you egocentric bitch!!"
Kyle: [OOC] If anyone hears a faint knocking noise, it's me ramming my head into the wall of my office.
Ian: [OOC] You live on the other side of town.
Kyle: [OOC] *bang* Exactly... *bang*
Soo: [Kali dVostog] Kali nods and yanks the necklace off his body. "It might be a clue."
Soo: [OOC] If the GM goes through the trouble of describing a trinket, it's always important.
Joe: [OOC] Looting bodies AND metagaming, my girl's all grown up.
Ian: [Mari Shasho] Mari pokes her head out the door. "We really need to move!"
Soo: [Kali dVostog] Kali pockets the trinket and starts to break for the door.
Joe: [GR-210] GR-210 takes a moment to stab the corpse. "Still warm, still technically a kill assist." Then he runs.
Kyle: [Bailey Hunt] Bailey sighs at all of this and runs.
Kyle: [OOC] Let's head back to the hotel, change into this winter gear and get on with this hunt. I think we're rapidly wearing our welcome thin around here.
Ian: [OOC] I think we're wearing the POPULATION thin around here.
Joe: [OOC] Keep your weapons out. If things keep their pattern we'll have a fight over our room service and have to murder the bellhop.