DiscoDude: ---BEGIN SESSION---
DiscoDude: Session logging commenced
DetectiveCaillou: When last we left off, Hajin tripped a fire alarm while trying to operate an elevator. Now the service elevator's doors open to a busy kitchen - despite the alarm being tripped, the chefs still seem to be on the move. Several sets of eyes shift as a *ding* calls out your arrival, including the high-strung head chef himself, who really doesn't need this kind of near-heart attack.
(How does Hajin evade his glare? XD)
DetectiveCaillou: Aspects:
Lunch-Rush Chaos
If You're Not Kitchen or Wait Staff, GTFO
No-One Is Allowed In Jeanshaq's Office
*Briefly Blaring Alarm**
DetectiveCaillou: (BTW, since Jeanshaq utterly loathes anything going wrong in the kitchen, he'll start this scene with one Stress-box marked.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Taking a bit longer to formulate an opening plan; hang on.))
DetectiveCaillou: 👍
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: Although Hajin calmly steps from the elevator, she appears to remain within it, Visually Displaced* from her position in front of the door, and making motions to of pressing the button to go down and feigning nervousness as the seeming presses do nothing. "Wrong place."
DetectiveCaillou: (Not going for straight STEALTH, then? This sounds more like overcoming with DECEIVE.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Straight Stealth seemed straight out of the question.))
DetectiveCaillou: (Fair. XD)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: !f 1 (Overcome with Deceive against Russo's Average (+1) Everything Else)
DiscoDude: ;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾ rolled 4dF+1 for 1 [4dF = [+][+][-][-]]
DetectiveCaillou: "Wrong- Who thought they could use that?"
Jeanshaq squints at the elevator, trying to parse what's going on.
DetectiveCaillou: !f 1 (EVERYTHING ELSE)
DiscoDude: DetectiveCaillou rolled 4dF+1 for 1 [4dF = [+][-][ ][ ]]
DetectiveCaillou: (And I'll use *Briefly Blaring Alarm* to boost out a win for him. Response?)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Invoking *Lunch-Rush Chaos to say that Russo's too busy to put too much thought into what just happened.))
DetectiveCaillou: (Still a tie. I assume you're using the free invoke on Visual Displacement, too?)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((I was thinking success at minor cost.))
DetectiveCaillou: (Fair enough.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((That said, I might wait to figure out how I Need a Smoke When Things Go Wrong is going to factor in.))
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((I'm still trying to think of a minor cost, though.))
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Having them go straight out to the smoking area wouldn't be much of a negative, unless there was an obstacle (with I guess the rest of the kitchen and wait staff would be) in the way.))
DetectiveCaillou: (Yeah, no.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Looking at the condensed rules, I think success at the cost of a 1-shift hit to Hajin's mental stress will suffice.))
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: A little stressed out by the need to flex her stunted social skills, Hajin manages to divert everyone else's attention away from her enough to try and get into her usual rhythm of finding physical cover and working from there.
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Do I need to continue my own narration?))
DetectiveCaillou: "... Freakin' incompetent donkeys for guards. I don't need these sorts of distractions! Sous-Chef Ira!"
"What!" A gruff gnoll woman slams the kitchen doors open, but Jeanshaq seems unfazed as he raises a finger.
"Where are those specials the VIPs ordered?"
"*grrrr Right away!"
("Ira Ripping-Tooth; the sous-chef. According to our intel, her relationship with head chef Russo is rather strained," whispers SELENE. "I'm not sure if anything will come out of knowing about her, but you never know.")
Meanwhile, it seems you were just able to duck into a more remote corner of the kitchen right as the elevator doors close behind you.
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: Couching low to the ground, Hajin shifts the displaced visual as much under the raised kitchen-equipment as possible, and begins slinking passed the other staff members to look for where Russo while likely go soon in hopes of getting them alone.
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Done I need to invoke *I Need a Smoke When Things Go Wrong, or is it simply being true enough to get them to move to the smoking area right now?))
DetectiveCaillou: (That'd be a Compel, I think.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((So it's free for me, the player, but you, the G.M., gains a fate point?))
DetectiveCaillou: (I forget if it's free for the player. All I know is that it is free for the GM when they do it.)
DetectiveCaillou: (Just looked it up; the player in question uses one of their own fate points to compel.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Yeah; I was thinking compelling an N.P.C. counted as "invoking for effect".))
DetectiveCaillou: (Are you attempting that?)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Assuming the invoke is necessary to guarantee that result's immediacy: no.))
DetectiveCaillou: (Makes sense; I would have refused, anyway, considering I think it'd take a little more than just an elevator being used when it shouldn't to really throw him off. XD)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((I'll take Hajin's chances with poltergeist'ing further agitation.))
DetectiveCaillou: (Describe it! I'm thinking this counts as a mental attack. XD)
DetectiveCaillou: (I've decided that if one happens to "Take Out" a target with a Mental Attack, that means they'll end up in an ideal spot for a coup de grace with no further rolling necessary.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: Hajin, growing uncharacteristically impatient do to the relative crowd around her, decides to make some inexplicable commotion, starting with using her tentacles to randomly open and close all the doors on the rooms many boxes.
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: !f 1 (mentally attacking Russo with Provoke against their Average (+1) defense)
DiscoDude: ;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾ rolled 4dF+1 for -1 [4dF = [-][ ][ ][-]]
DetectiveCaillou: (Hmm... Dunno if SPOTTING counts for the purpose of assisting.)
DetectiveCaillou: (Let's say it doesn't.)
DetectiveCaillou: !f 1 (EVERYTHING ELSE)
DiscoDude: DetectiveCaillou rolled 4dF+1 for 2 [4dF = [+][-][+][ ]]
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Invoking Highly Sensitive and Discerning Feelers for a reroll.))
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: !f 1
DiscoDude: ;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾ rolled 4dF+1 for 1 [4dF = [ ][ ][ ][ ]]
DetectiveCaillou: (That was the free invoke, right?)
DetectiveCaillou: (Er, wait, nvmnd.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Spending the free invoke on Visual Displacement for a +2.))
DetectiveCaillou: (1 shift. Do you choose to invoke more?)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Hmm....))
DetectiveCaillou: (Don't forget there's aspects besides your own.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Fate point on Visual Displacement.))
DetectiveCaillou: (3 shifts. Not quite enough to Take Out outright, but he's hanging on a thread.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Willing to take a second action instead of spending another fate point to seal the deal.))
DetectiveCaillou: (Alright, and since this will be SWS, you can choose to reduce by 1 Shift for a boost if you want.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Sure; with how everything's been going with needing to rely on low skills, I'll give Hajin the benefit of a Well Spooked Crowd*.))
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((That's still a mild consequence on Russo as well.))
DetectiveCaillou: (Yep.)
DetectiveCaillou: (I think I'm in charge of NPC consequences, though.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((I can guess what it'll likely be in the ballpark of.))
DetectiveCaillou: As it happens, Jeanshaq steps near you to taste some sauce right as you begin your performance!
*sip- SPUTTER- "Guh!" A cabinet door slams into his legs and he ends up tripping over your invisible form as he smacks the saucepan's handle, sending him and the bouillabaisse onto the floor! Luckily, nobody noticed the flicker as both he and some splashes of sauce hit you - the latter seeming to disappear.
DetectiveCaillou: He shoots upright to the cackling of Ira, looking down at his ruined chef's uniform with abject horror.
"Y-YOU! Er- WHOEVER DID THAT!" He shoots an accusatory finger at some soup chefs unfortunate to get caught in his glare. "MANDATORY BREAK, NOW!" One of them even breaks out into tears as the other leads them away.
DetectiveCaillou: (I'm gonna self-compel, here.)
DetectiveCaillou: "See if you don't see your two weeks' stuffed down your- *sputter snarl!"
The head chef is Sauced and Fuming [?]*, now that a vital component for several dishes (and his professional image) is on the floor. He storms off toward the roof-access doors.
"Looks like that got the head chef moving," whispers SELENE.
DetectiveCaillou: (I gain a Fate point for choosing to have the target move himself to a zone with far* fewer sets of eyes.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: With the otterotta moving, so is Hajin, still on all sixes and visually displaced out of everyone's line of sight, only standing up once the doors close behind the two of them.
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Unexpected mechanic, but I don't want to wreck the session with another argument.))
DetectiveCaillou: (Lemme describe the roof, then.)
DetectiveCaillou: As the two of you leave, a waiter bursts into the kitchen.
"Ah- LeBlanc is here! ... Where's the head chef?"
Meanwhile, the roof is deserted except for the two of you. The top of the restaurant seems to stick out the side of the verdant cliff-face, which in turn terminates just a few heads above yours.
Jeanshaq doesn't even look behind him as he stomps over to his {Secret Cigarette Stash} and pulls out a lighter.
(Hidden aspect revealed, I suppose. If you were interested in poisoning, I suppose you could have potentially found this earlier. XD)
DetectiveCaillou: Aspects:
Wide-Open and Empty
Low Rails Over a Steep Drop
Secret Cigarette Stash
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((>Low Rails Over a Steep Drop
could easily push them over the edge
in more ways than one 😉))
DetectiveCaillou: (Is that Hajin's style, though? XD)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((No.))
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: Hajin slinks up behind Russo and figurative pounces the chef (literally pouncing would send them both careening to their doom); classic *CHOMP* to the windpipe to kill them and their voice quickly and quietly, plus all four arms and four feeler wrapped tightly around to minimize squirming and escape.
DetectiveCaillou: (Alright, roll it!)
DetectiveCaillou: (SURVIVAL, right? 😉 )
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: !f 4 (Animalistic Instintct to attack with Survival against Russo's Average defense)
DiscoDude: ;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾ rolled 4dF+4 for 2 [4dF = [-][-][+][-]]
DetectiveCaillou: !f 1 (EVERYTHING ELSE)
DiscoDude: DetectiveCaillou rolled 4dF+1 for 0 [4dF = [ ][-][ ][ ]]
DetectiveCaillou: (Yeah, that'll do it; Fate points don't help when I've left myself without any that apply. XD)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: With a brief squeak that never had a chance to ramp up in volume, the semi-aquatic cook loses their voicebox, along with half their neck as Hajin rips it away, and the spark of life soon to follow. Her meal acquired, it was time to find an obscure, out-of-the-way place to finish it where she wouldn't be disturbed.
DetectiveCaillou: "Target down, pending agent. Good work," SELENE chirps. "All that remains is to dispose of the evidence at your discretion and proceed to extraction."
The roof is already Wide-Open and Empty, though you're free to take this mess elsewhere if you think it will improve your odds of a clean disposal.
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: After a quick look around, Hajin decide an elevated perch would be an ideal feeding spot. Hoisting the body over her back an holding it in-place with her feelers, she begins climbing the cliff-face.
DetectiveCaillou: (Aha, body disposal and extraction in the same stroke?)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Kind of? If this isn't interesting enough to need a roll, I'd like to continue with the narration.))
DetectiveCaillou: (Go ahead.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: Russo was petite enough to surprise Hajin with how effortless the sheer-face climb remained. Once up top, she started digging in, only taking pauses from her completely absent table manners to took gawk at the sky line; a beauty unseen to her before this mission, and now with luxurious time on her four hands, she could actually take the time to appreciate it.
****
After the final few crunches of her carnassials rids the place of Russo's physical presence (save for a small blood spatter on a clifftop unlikely to ever be visited again), Hajin stands up, takes in the cool breeze for a moment, then taps her earpiece. "Ready."
DetectiveCaillou: (Not content to just disappear into the wilderness, eh? XD)
A small personal drop-ship flies in over the upper side of the mountain, displacing shrubbery with its waves of air.
"Normally, I'd recommend going further out before calling in a vehicle," says SELENE, "but the perimeter surveillances of this property aren't particularly robust."
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: ((Does S.E.L.E.N.E. know about/Has S.E.L.E.N.E. witnessed Hajin's "cleaning style"( before)?))
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: "Mm." Hajin semi-consciously vocalizes with half-hearted attempt at shrugging.
DetectiveCaillou: (She's aware, but has never seen it herself. We can address that in debriefing.)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: Without further response, Hajin hops into the drop-ship and splays out on the seats in her post-meal lethargy.
DetectiveCaillou: Back at Cross-Hare HQ, SELENE is pouring over the mission footage when you come in.
"I must say, your method of body disposal is... unorthodox, and we did have to send a lesser agent to clean up a few splatters, but besides that..." She looks up with an LED smile. "Very clean in execution, Agent Hermit. Consider yourself no longer 'pending.'"
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: "What next? Heard of groups."
DetectiveCaillou: "Group? Ah, yes, that contract... I'm not sure where you heard that, but we do have a fairly tall order coming up that we believe will benefit from assigning multiple agents together." She shows off her best sigh. "But I think you're getting ahead of yourself, Agent. There are still details up in the air, and one of the other candidates is still 'pending,' herself. In the meantime, I'm told you're to resume training while we work out more personalized accommodations for you."
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: "Right; earning keep never ends." Hajin pushes off the table next to S.E.L.E.N.E. and starts heading to door acrossed the room, upper hands behind her head and lower hands in her pockets.
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: "We done?"
DetectiveCaillou: "For now... yes. I'll be seeing you soon, Agent Hermit."
DetectiveCaillou: (Got any last lines?)
;}"÷™+╎®^★█¬ˇ¾: "Coo'." Hajin tersely gives as the elevator doors close in front of her; the controls on this one are more complex, but basic operation is a cinch for her now.
DetectiveCaillou: (Then let us...)
DetectiveCaillou: !end
