"...But I already know what you want," the sleek, beautiful woman interjects, her voice cool and liquid, just before any trigger pull decision can be made.
"Even the death of everyone here does not satisfy you, no. You... you want the Sons of Vukodlak, she says the name slowly, with a thick slavic accent.
"I will gladly give them to you, if you in exchange cause no harm here." She points to the door behind her with a dismissive wave.
"Simply go through that door and you can have them. If I'm lying, you can come back and kill me. But I never lie. The truth is far... more delicious."
She arches a single eyebrow, looking over you, then settling her gaze on Taavi for the answer.
Taavi lowers the tip of his rifle, but keeps it pointed at the floor between the woman's legs and ready to raise and fire in an instant. He uses his training as an attorney to question her. He looks a little odd doing lawyer-speak in his hardened clothing (his suit and tie having been bloodied and blown off by and explosion and a massive gunshot wound).
Ma'am, you will understand that we have reason to be suspicious of your person. We have just battled with a variety of murderous humans and non-human changeling beings, upstairs. And this establishment was hosting Petr as an honored guest. A thoroughly vicious and fiendish being with apparent sorcerous powers. And now we find a young and attractive woman, alone in a room in the basement. Who neither joined the violent and extremely loud fight upstairs... nor fled for her safety. So you will understand that we have reason for suspicion.
We thus ask that you identify yourself by name and explain your connection to this establishment and role in its operations. And its purpose and operations as well. It is plain to all that it is-- or was-- not simply a bar."
"Councilor Pertu," she replies,
"This bar is nothing more than what it appears. A place where lonely men come to find solace in their vices. The girls find the taste of emotional despair to be delicious, and all transactions are strictly... consentual." She smiles.
"We are not responsible for the actions of our clients, no more than you for the towns you blast through with your guns. The damage you've done in your assault upon the entire establishment - do you deny them the right to defend themselves?" She shakes her head.
"I am no friend to the Vukodlak, simply pass through and do what you will with them. I just ask you cause no further harm here."
Hansel and
Emile both are wary, fingers on the trigger. The atmosphere tense.
"Hey, what're you doing? She must be one of them creatures. Be careful." comes Balygyr's voice through your radio earpieces.
"Why don't you come out to the storeroom an' wait? I don't want to see you getting hurt by a stray shot or whatnot." Shadrach says, walking between her and Hansel and Emile's sightlines as he approaches her. With the spikethrower slung over his shoulder on its sling, Shadrach reaches his right hand out and grasps her shoulder.
"Thank you," she whispers to him breathlessly, collapsing herself against the side of Shadracks tall, strong form and letting him escort her out of the room through the door behind them. As she and Shadrach begin to walk, she responds to Taavi,
"Continue on, and don't return this way. That's all."
She has partial cover from Shadrach, you can act if she's still in the room, or let him leave out the door with her. Balygyr and the others are on the truck upstairs. The three of you have free access through the doorway beyond if you wish it.
jemmus wrote: ↑Tue Jul 12, 2022 11:22 pm
When he finishes speaking, he listens to both her words and her thoughts. But more to her thoughts.
Taavi is now at 1/5 Psychic Effort for today. (3 spent on telepathic contact with 3 marshals, 1 spent just now. I assume the contact with the marshalls would have to be re-established, because Taavi was unconscious from the VIP room explosion.
Taavi spent the last of his effort back here. Sorry. 
