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Hal, to the bloke in the car wrote:Your information came through for us, and im a man of my word. You are free to go. Now fuck off.

Then, as soon as he is out of the car and (preferrably) got his back to me:

Pistols (3): 3,8,+3 = 14

I'll wander over and give him the ol' Mozambique Drill if he isn't quite dead. Well, unless he continues to run away, in which case I'll just shoot him some more. Entirely possible I suppose, I do only have a 603

Eraser makes a start on the gobby Prop, pushing the chainaxe up into his neck.

I can't help but feel mutilator glove's a very slow and painful way to die?

Wish I still had my old bullet-spitter rifle on me, that was so cheap to shoot with.
I'll wander around popping heads with a single clip of 603 ammo.

I won't play a massacre out, it happens and they die. Some try to run, some plead, some even claim to be SLA employees. I'm not expecting anything any of them say to change your course of action. In all you accrue four props, eight you identify as technicians, a couple of surgeons and a couple of guys in shirts. The chamber is full of equipment of varying sizes and ages, but all looks to be about the business of fitting cybernetic implants. There are also a number of the implants scattered about. Most of the rest of it is just gurneys and beds, and surgical or technical equipment. There are a few more Oysters scattered about and a couple of ancient looking equivalents.

I'll smash the oysters to bits.

Did I hit my one guy?

Dirk is having nothing to do with the massacre. I'd say he was feeling uncomfortable about it, but to be honest I may have missed something that would completely skew my interpretation of events. From what I can see though, most of these guys were just jobsworths off the street.

Those who claim SLA employment will be asked for thier SCL cards by Eraser and told to stand on the other side of the room when produced.

He'll look over the cards properly, then

Eraser wrote:Continuin wiv BPN objectives, you is all obviously subversives usin SLA knowlege ta yer advantage.

Slicey Dicey time.

Roman Totale wrote:Dirk is having nothing to do with the massacre. I'd say he was feeling uncomfortable about it, but to be honest I may have missed something that would completely skew my interpretation of events. From what I can see though, most of these guys were just jobsworths off the street.

meh, I'm a cold hearted alien bastard. If my orders are to kill them, then so be it. This isn't like Shiver sergeant Murdoch or whoever his name was who was really helpful to us. These guys are just poor fools who made a really bad choice.

Joose, yes you hit him. If you were using standard ammo you'd have needed that finishing shot to the head but he dies all the same.

I'm assuming everyone dies then, should we do more destruction of the equipment?

I guess I can go around hitting stuff with my long knife and mutilator glove.

I guess I should call off the guys I called to collect prisoners, and call in whoever tidies up massacres.

Same guys, they just bring a different van (and a mop).

Are we done here then? Seems like we are; our mission was to find and squish the facility, and we certainly seem to have done that. Shall I call it in?

I'm just curious what's behind the locked door.

You'll find out after the BPN if they don't open it.

Well then, let's get our guns ready, I can probably try to get it open now that I have Computer Subterfuge.

I'm not entirely sure that's Wise.

Grimmie will be retreating some distance from Deject.

Is it not just the locked back door?

It's about the same depth, two levels below ground.