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[Patch]

"Hmph."

 

She relaxed for a moment, then threw herself forwards against the glass.

 

Spoiler

Might check:

Roll(1d20)+15:

6,+15

Total:21

+5 from Supernatural Strength: 27

 

As the glass shattered, she hit the ground rolling. She had get as close as possible to the capsule at the center of the room before the few workers left had a chance to react... or retaliate.

 

Spoiler

Acrobatics check:

Roll(1d20)+10:

1,+10

Total:11

Ouch! Et tu, dice roller??

Edited by Patch, 14 December 2019 - 11:52 AM.

[Zamuel]

When Patch practically exploded out from the glass, she had perhaps too much momentum as she rolled and was covered in glass shards. The last few workers sharply turned their heads upon hearing the sound. They seemed to panic a bit, glanced at the timer that was counting down, then took off running. Soon the room was silent except for ominous countdown.

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Roll for 1d6 Fatal Damage from the nat 1

[Patch]

Spoiler

Roll(1d6)+0:

5,+0

Total:5

 

Patch got back on her feet. The handful of workers had fled, apparently not being armed like the hunters she'd encountered earlier. Or perhaps it had more to do with the timer? She didn't like the sound of it, but she was more concerned with what lay ahead... the capsule.

 

Idly plucking shards of glass from her body as she charged ahead towards the metal capsule, her mind, warped as it was and drawn in by the sensation of such power, pondered what it was placed here to do. Was it drawing strength from the others in the glass cylinders, or was its purpose something else...? What could be gained from it... or be gained by destroying it?

 

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General Knowledge to discern the purpose the capsule:

Roll(1d20)+4:

10,+4

Total:14

[Zamuel]

It was curious. For what Patch knew of YPNR, it would seem odd for a magical thing to be so prominent in the room. If it was drawing strength from the other cylinders, it didn't seem to have cables leading directly to it.

[Patch]

Patch got up close to the capsule and looked it over. "Such a curious object... it would be a shame to have to resort to violence to figure out its secrets. But, I am under a bit of pressure..." She glanced up at the screen showing the countdown.

 

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Perception check to look for methods of interacting with the capsule:

Roll(1d20)+8:

20,+8

Total:28

[Zamuel]

Patch was unsure how to deal with the capsule. It didn't have any visible wires or a control panel. With some thought, she decided to lift it as she doubted they planned for someone of her strength. With a heave, she pulled amongst the sounds of groaning metal. Two things happened once she ripped it from the ground. First, the capsule went flying from her hands the moment there wasn't any more resistance. Second, the power went out. Emergency generators kicked in but even as lights slowly turned back on, Patch could see in the darkness what was formerly in the capsule--a person. A woman that was slightly shorter than her with pale skin, black hair, and a plain brown dress. When she opened her eyes, they shifted from greyscale to normal color with hazel irises. As she observed Patch, the voice seemed none too pleased.

"Oh. Well, there's a fish you can toss back in the ocean."

[Patch]

"Hmmm. Is that so?" Patch took a moment to verify that the woman was, in fact, the source of the arcane energy she had sensed earlier.

Edited by Patch, 22 December 2019 - 06:27 PM.

[Zamuel]

As the woman yawned and stretched, the intense arcane aura lowered to something still present but less overt. She seemed to pause and think before asking, "And just how are you today?" She seemed to have a subtle accent that was similar to Dee.

[Patch]

Patch briefly frowned, not expecting to be drawn into small talk in such a situation, but decided to humor the woman nonetheless. "I am doing just fine. I hope you are as well." 

 

After a moment she asked, "Do you know where you are right now?"

[Zamuel]

The woman seemed to be caught off guard by Patch's initial response but then regained composure. Upon hearing Patch's two questions she replied, "I've certainly been better. As far as where I am, I don't know but I know I'm not farther north. Do you know where I am?" Without waiting for a response, she started walking around. She was barefoot but didn't seem bothered by anything on the floor.

[Patch]

With equal parts caution and curiosity, Patch followed along behind the woman. "If you don't know where you are, I'm afraid that makes two of us. Though... I do suspect I know who controls this facility."

[Zamuel]

"Oh?" The woman stopped and arched eyebrow. "By your comment, it seems to imply that that's important. Funny, I thought they just left. Obviously the ones in control aren't the ones in glass cages suffocating." She tapped her index finger to her lip as she thought, and then said, "Drowning. There's water in those. I always get those two mixed up."

[Patch]

"Hmmm? You're quite observant. So you were aware of what was going on around you while you were imprisoned?" Patch mused.

Edited by Patch, 24 December 2019 - 04:16 PM.

[Zamuel]

"Partially. I wasn't asleep the entire time, just most of it. Surprised I didn't notice when you came in."

[Patch]

"I wonder... perhaps it is because... well, that's not important right now. You said those others in the glass cages are drowning? I was wondering myself whether any of them were still alive."

[Zamuel]

"I mean, they're alive for the moment. Don't know how long that'll last but it's not exactly my problem."

[Patch]

"Hm. Very well." She paused for a moment, then pulled back the hood of her cloak, fully revealing her face. "If you'll let me be direct for a moment. I have a long-standing grudge against the people running this place. I didn't arrive here willingly, but now that I'm here, I intend to do two things: find my way out, and cause as much damage as possible while doing so. So, I wonder. What do you plan to do?"

[Zamuel]

"Probably watch. Possibly join in if it looks entertaining. Otherwise, I might leave."

[Patch]

Patch laughed out loud at the woman's reply. "Interesting answer! By all means, then, do as you see fit." She was beginning to understand the voice's earlier comment. She began looking around the room for all possible exits.

[Zamuel]

As far as Patch could tell, the exit was obvious as it where the workers ran when she broke out her capsule. Looking around, she did see five other capsules with people in them. Three of which, had something akin to an oxygen mask on and were struggling ineffectually. The woman picked up a handful of glass shards and started to walk toward the exit.