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Mission # 10 - Operation: Hospital Freedom

Who: Commander: Gai Tsutsugami, Soldiers/Guards: [Faith Lehane, Amelia McFly, Hyuuga Neji, Masaomi Kida, Nara Shikamaru, Edward Elric, Susan Richards, Precis Neumann, Katara, Rock Lee], Negotiators: [Gregor Vorbarra, Tarrlok, Nephry Osborne]
What: MISSION # 10 - Operation: Hospital Freedom
When: September 3rd-4th
Where: Desset City General Hospital
Summary: A group of Malnosso soldiers have gone off the deep end and intend to join the cultists and sacrifice the patients inside a hospital.

The volunteers had only two hours to read the message before they were expected to step on the teleporter in the tunnels and be deployed. They were then met by Malnosso soldiers who briefed them on the situation as they were flown to the scene in five separate helicopters. Along with blueprints of the hospital, they were also given a folder of documents with profiles of the soldiers in the hospital. As typical protocol, the windows were blacked out. When at last they arrived, it was on a building adjacent to the hospital itself. The building itself was forty stories high, the same as the hospital across the street.

On the roof they were met with a familiar face. Specialist Davis. He was accompanied by ten additional soldiers, all geared up and ready to deploy. He seemed more annoyed than usual. Even more so than the battle up on the Moon.

“Alright you lot, listen up, cuz I ain’t saying this twice. You aren’t my first choice for this mission, but you were all MARS was able to get. You all should be familiar with the details of the mission already. If not, better brush up before we go. But let me make one thing clear, because you lot seem to have a pretty hard time with this one. No one dies. These ain’t a bunch of kids from some other bubble you can cut up if you decide you don’t like them so much. These are men and women who spend every day defending this world. And if that ain’t enough for you, they know enough things that if they escape here and get to the Cultists, it could jeopardize everything. Including your enclosure. If anyone has a problem with that, you can get the hell back on that chopper and stop wasting my time.”

The soldiers with him seemed a little surprised by his unusual behavior. It was clear that Davis was aware of recent events. He was none too thrilled to hear of the results. “So to make sure you don’t go in and try to kill the first soldier who gets in your way, we’ll be packing nonlethal weapons only. Tasers, stun guns, tranqs, and the works. Some of these soldiers may take a little more than that. We’ve got a powerful psychic in there, so be sure to wear the earpieces you were given on the chopper. That should keep him from getting inside your head. But that won’t stop him from taking control of patients and hospital staff. This should go without saying, but you can’t kill them either. If any of you do, I’ll make sure it’s a good and long time before you ever go on a mission again.”

His orders finished, Davis left the group to make his final preparations with his soldiers. The Lucetians were given access to several totes containing the weaponry they were permitted to take with them. During that time, Davis could be spotted at the corner of the building with an unidentifiable woman wearing a hood. After their conversation, he returned to the group to take some final questions. Once everything was ready, the operation was ready to begin. Step one? Taking control of the opposing roof.

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The Desset City General Hospital is a forty floor building located in the middle of the city. For an idea of what the city looks like, well, imagine any modern major city. The city is very much a bustling metropolis, quite different from the draft that took place there over two years ago.

There are numerous soldiers within the hospital. Fifteen notable soldiers are listed here, but there are numerous other ‘novices’ among them. It was originally a group of two hundred soldiers, but there’s been a lot of infighting after the hospital was taken, so it is unknown how many of them survived. Aside from the fifteen in particular, most of the soldiers will not possess any unique traits, though you are certainly encouraged to invent NPCs to flesh out as much as you like.

The building is large and chock-full of important people, facilities, and equipment. While most of it pertains to the hospital’s everyday runnings, there are some “easter eggs” ripe for the finding should the team of volunteers conduct a thorough enough search. However, remember that your characters are here on a short mission and will likely not be able to search everywhere. The hospital is on emergency power only and so not even the mad convenience of elevators can help them zip around to all of the floors.

Floor 40: Emergency care, for in-flight patients arriving by chopper. Several badly injured patients are still here being cared for by hospital staff, but in danger of dying if not allowed surgery. Several soldiers guard this floor.

Floor 39: Special Care ward. Typically reserved for wealthy or important members of the organization to receive individualized care in nice and spacious accommodations. Already evacuated and abandoned.

Floor 38-31: Various wards for different problems, varying from heart, lungs, and other injuries. Most of the surgeries are performed here.

Floor 29-20: “Death Penalty Syndrome” ward. Several floors dedicated solely to caring for individuals who have accumulated enough Death Penalties to no longer be able to care for themselves. Some are more far gone than others. Most of the soldiers are pinned up on these floors, being particularly interested in sacrificing these patients as an ‘act of mercy’. Most of these patients have either been in the world for centuries or are soldiers and fighters.

Floor 19-18: Shift Labs. Occasionally -- with both natural and fabricated Shifts -- there are subjects who are unable to return to their previous state. These floors house labs used for researching ways in which to cure the Shifted, whether they be part of the Organization or from an unfortunate enclosure. It’s clear that these labs are very busy and some of the qualifications hung up on the walls suggest that very prominent doctors and scientists are employed by these labs. Although patients have been evacuated, volunteers will find their charts left behind. These charts list names, vitals, as well as geographical locations. At least ten of the subjects are listed as having been from Kin’cora. Note: These two floors are equipped with a Shift that cancels all powers.

Floor 17: Records and archives. While most records are digitally stored, there remain some considerable hard-copy collections. However, many of these doors are heavily locked and will require both time and patience in order to be opened. Should any volunteers opt to investigate, provide us with a semi-directed paragraph of your character’s attempt as well as their search and we will provide you with intel, should they succeed.

Floor 16: Psych Ward. Patients suffering from mental problems are kept under close watch. Some of these patients are in similar frames of mind as the soldiers and may inevitably become additional reinforcements.

Floor 15-10: Private doctors maintain their own offices here by appointment.

Floor 9-7: Pediatrics, OB/GYN, NICU. There seems to have been some recent vandalism done to these floors which pre-dates this hostage situation. Sloppy, threatening graffiti clutters the walls and wards saying things like “NO MORE LUCIES” and “MAKE PEACE NOT BABIES”.

Floor 6-1: Reception on the first floor, with emergency care occupying the rest. Soldiers are even on this floor, keeping anyone from entering from the ground entrances.

Basement Levels: Inaccessible.

The NPC, Kovan Foster, will be the only enemy soldier controlled by a mod. A pair of a negotiator and soldier will be allowed to approach him in a three-way thread. There will be a thread on the accompanying mod post to volunteer for this and we’ll randomly select the person at midnight.

It will be discovered that Kovan Foster has managed to bring a Shift-augmented explosive with him. This explosive has the potential to destroy an entire city block if it’s not stopped. They’ll discover there’s not enough time to move it to somewhere safer. However, Floor 19 has a room that cancels Shifts temporarily. If the explosive is moved there, it will cause the explosive to go off, but the damage will be contained to a smaller area. This will save the entire building, however there will be no time for this person to get out in time. Due to the power canceling Shift in effect on that floor, they will also be entirely unable to avoid being killed.

Anyone can volunteer to be this person. However, if none of the Lucetians immediately volunteer to do this, inevitably one of Davis’s men will do it instead. While either option is fine, a heroic sacrifice may impact the MSF’s perception of Luceti.

That’s all! For any plotting or questions, please use this post

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[Don't be annoyed, Shikamaru, just because you didn't get to state the obvious.]

All right.

Oi. Maybe we could try walking on the ceiling? I think it's high enough we could avoid a flatline view that way if we crouched.

Edited 2012-09-21 02:58 (UTC)

If you want to go ahead that's fine. It would give us an additional advantage. But Katara won't be able to go that route, and the range of my jutsu will be better from the ground.

[She smiles tightly.]

Maybe when we get back, I'll have to join your class.

[Guys, she really hates this. Let's go fight the bad guys, okay? She keeps seeing the people in the rooms they left, bumping into the walls, over and over again...]

Deal. I'm going ahead. [A beat] Linda, you're with them. [The mouse pouts, but after he gives her a stern look she relents and magnet-rises herself to flop on Katara's head]

[Because he can't stand that smile. And he also can't stand the look on her face, what's in her eyes. He sighs and walks up the walls of the closet, onto the ceiling, and is going to go ahead, crouched and crawling on the ceiling to recon the hall]

Edited 2012-09-21 03:21 (UTC)

We'll communicate with hand signals.

[And now that Masaomi's off...] Let's go, Katara. [...] We'll talk about that when we're out of here.

[Oomph. 13 lb rat on the head.

She nods and hopes that Linda won't throw off her balance.]

[She won't. She's good at this.

...Wow your head is smaller though, jeez]

[And off we go ahead. When the rooms are checked it's similar as before: two patients each, performing some repetitive task if moving at all.

There's another sentry too - a male doctor with a clipboard who goes down the hall, opening one door at a time. It's after him, however, that the numbers begin to dwindle. Fewer patients, if any in some rooms.]

[Katara follows along, alert and ready. Linda was heavy on her head, but she soon became accustomed to the weight. It was oddly comforting in the face of... everything.

Because everything about this place feels wrong. It's only exacerbated by the absolute normalcy of what she's come to understand about hospitals, about medicine. The neat whiteness so you can do your best to eradicate infection, the simple order and clear lines for maximum efficiency - all that they should have in order to help make things better somehow subtly off.

Because no one was making anything better. No one was even trying.

It was all twisted, wrong, and entirely too regular.

And she wondered why, if the telepath's grip over them was so tight, did he have the patients moving at all? Why this twisted mimicry of life? She hated it.]

[Oddly enough, the wrongness is what's keeping Shikamaru at ease through this mission, even now.

There's no need to remind himself that everything's fine when his gut is telling him no, no it is not. No need, because here it is absolutely right. His fear twists nothing because here it is the expected, and he can plan for the expected.

So when he catches on to a sound that's neither rhythmatic like the doctor and his doors or the nurse with the cart, he's quick to pull Katara into a side hall. It cuts them off from Masaomi (if he wasn't already too far ahead) but he's not about to go further until knowing who or what that is.]

[Katara moves with him, following into the side hall.

She gives him an inquiring look, and then flicks her gaze to the hall, waiting.]

[Yeah, there's definitely someone out there. Some sort of scraping sound against the floor, on the move.

He'll risk a glance in a minute, but Masaomi probably has a better view.]

Well, he hadn't given her permission to speak, so she couldn't voice an opinion as to what it would be... but it sounded like a cart of some kind?]

[Masaomi is ahead, on the ceiling. He's actually crawling there, significantly ahead of them. So much so that he's now actually in one of the patient rooms ahead. He allowed himself to fall on the bed and is looking through the window, trying not to look like he's, well, there. And up there is...

A man? A man with red hair and a large tank on his back. As far back as Shikamaru and Katara is you probably can't hear it, but he's also lightly singing to himself (more of a mutter, really) this song. Masaomi doesn't recognize it but it sounds American or something. He seems... out of it. He has a welding mask or something, but it isn't down on his face. His eyes are unfocused, and the nozzle of his flamethrower (that's a flamethrower isn't it?) is dragging on the ground, probably unsafely. The man looks like he's about thirty years old, and through Masaomi can only see the profile of his face, the eyebrow on the side of his face is burned off.

...Shit, how does he signal them. He's too far head, he can't possibly make a hand signal. And he doubts that he can get on the ceiling to get away from this guy (hell, his large wings are almost touching it when he opts to stretch them out. And just as he's about to contemplate going and trying to take this guy himself, the guy abruptly turns down one of the side halls. Based on the flickering sign on the ceiling, he's going to the bathroom.

Lucky. Masaomi, as quiet as he can, get back to the ceiling to try to double back]

Edited 2012-09-29 23:43 (UTC)

[Shikamaru was only just beginning to make out the accompnaying sound -- it echoes briefly, before the man they can't see disappears into the bathroom. Doing the math in his head, it was still some distance down, but it was definitely a person after all.

He waits, then looks. No one - least not on the ground. He ducks back to looks at Katara and motions that now's the time to move, quickly and quietly. You ready?]

[She nods, tense, her hand hovering over the waterskin. Let's do this.]

[And Masaomi comes back into view, on the ceiling - he's making hand signals to Shikamaru, hoping he can see them from their distance away. He's not great at them but-

Man, one, fire.

...How does he say flamethrower. He makes a hand motion of the flames flying out from him. Shooting fire?]

[Hyper aware, Shikamaru picks up on it quickly. --except that last one. Bright lights? Masaomi, this isn't Broadway.]

[Yeah, fine, you guys do your ninja thing. She'll just stand there and try to piece things together.]

[...Shikamaru isn't showing comprehension. He sighs and then makes the sign for fire again. And then points in front of him to show horizontal movement. And then the sign for fire further out.

Line of fire?

Does that work?]

[Katara remind us to teach you ninja charades, okay. It's great for parties when you don't want to talk to people.

BUT YES, he gets that one, and nods to show he understands. He'll mouth something like "flame shooter" to Katara before warily approaching that bathroom. He can see the tile, and puts two and two together regarding that echo from before.

He'll shoot Masaomi another handsign. Regroup. And-- no he wouldn't know that one. He signals forward for Ahead instead, then makes a motion like locking a door.

They need a secure place to talk. He's probably seen something.]

[Flame flower?

...oh. Thrower.

Katara's eyes narrow. Bring it, bitch, fire is her GAME.

Still, she follows Shikamaru's lead, noticing Masaomi - casually - standing on the ceiling and Linda's excitement to see him.

On the way, her mouth tugs down into a frown. She can handle fire, a flame thrower even, no problem - probably. But quietly? That she wasn't so sure.]

[He nods and... how do you sign "follow me" - he doesn't know. Oh well, he walks ahead to bypass the hall where the guy went to the bathroom and releases himself to the floor. He's going to open the door to the room he hid in before. A Vacant patient's room. Come there?]

[Works - more than good enough. Shikamaru follows quickly, but he'll make sure to go in last, giving a short sweeping gesture to the door. Ladies first, Katara.]

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[Psych Ward Mayhem] Charles said to skip him. o/

[Psych Ward Mayhem] gasp, Charles, how dare you!

[Psych Ward Mayhem] AND HE DOES IT AGAIN. But seriously, I'm just making things up here.

[Psych Ward Mayhem] And I'm just trying to go with it!

[Psych Ward Mayhem] I'm back babydolls

[Psych Ward Mayhem] AND WE MISSED YOU. Also my tag didn't go through, weird.

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