2014.01.06: Turfwar Part 3
| Turfwar Part 3 | |
|---|---|
| Detective Glover is called after Darcy identifies the shooter in a grocery store parking lot. All hell breaks loose soon after. | |
| IC Date | 2014.01.06 |
| IC Time | 5:50 P.M |
| Players | Darcy, Lana Glover, and Bastion Beckett as ST. |
| Location | Grocery store parking lot, Prospect CA. |
| Prp/Tp | Turfwar |
| Spheres | Mortal, Mortal+ |
It was turning out to be a normal day. Nothing unusual at all. Darcy depleted her supply of salad vegetables, so a trip to the market seemed the thing to do. As a bonus, there was a sale on several things the modern Witch might need from day to day. Things like salt! Thus the little blonde’s arms were laden when she emerged from the market after shopping! That's when she noticed the car parked near the curb. A black Porsche 911 - though she didn't remember the car, it triggered memories of overhearing other people make statements. Contemplating that, it's no wonder she didn't see the guy. He bumped right into her, knocking one of her bags out of her hands. He didn't even bother to look back - just kept right on walking. Asshole! Oh, but wait. Darcy sees something - she sees the tattooing on his arms. Not just any tattooing either. It's Irezumi. Irezumi she's seen before, during that horrible drive by shooting.
A smart girl, Darcy calls 911. After dropping detective Glover's name they transfer her over to Lana's cell phone. For Darcy it might be a normal day, but the rest of Prospect is busy. There are no units available to respond to her call. Everyone seems to be tied up on calls, or searching for a missing child on an active city wide Amber alert. That's probably where Lana is. Her and her partner, out assisting in the efforts to locate some white work van linked to a child abduction that occurred only a few hours ago. Still - ring-ring.. dispatch is calling. Darcy's line is connected to Lana's. The Porsche pulls from the curb, and parks in a corner of the parking lot. Two Asian men seem to be in it, the one that bumped into Darcy having just brought some smokes. They get out, and light up, laughing and talking in Japanese. Neither seem to be paying any attention to the blond on the phone, trying to pick up her spilled groceries.
<Over the phone> "Detective Glover," Lana answers her phone, sounding faintly annoyed. "What do you need?"
<Over the phone> "Detective Glover. This is Darcy Lennon.." So says the blond, keeping her voice low for a moment as she goes about picking up the spilled items from the ground, "Magic Box owner? I'm at the market over on.." She names the streets and store for the Detective. "I am fairly certain that the guys in the black car from the shooting are here. One just ran into me.."
<Over the phone> Lana covers her phone, but yells loud enough that her muffled words carry through. "Pierce get over here!" With that out of the way, she returns to talking normally to Darcy. "Are you sure? Which market?"
<Over the phone> Darcy waits, then gives the streets and name of market again, "There's two men, including the one that shot. I remember his tattoos. And they're in the black car." She murmurs, "Don't seem to be leaving yet..." The last bit of her groceries are picked up, and she starts to gather the bags to rise to her feet.
<Over the phone> "Alright. Let me know if the situation changes, but don't get caught paying them too much attention. My partner and I will be there soon," Lana responds.
<Over the phone> "Oh, do not worry. I will leave the catching to you and your partner, Detective. I'm going to head to my car.." Darcy informs her, taking a moment to glance about as if looking for her car now. She's blond, she forgets, right? "I'm parked near the front, and can at least let you know if they leave and all."
Hannah got the radio up so loud, she can barely hear the phone call she’s on right now, much less notice Darcy, or the Asian gentlemen off in the distance. She was supposed to pull up to the curb and wait after running in the beauty salon, but then Jenna called, and you know how that bitch is – she can talk. Gossip is great though, Jenna always knows everyone else business. So Darcy doesn’t see the car currently. It’s actually parked near the salon – which Hannah hasn’t even gone in yet. She’s way to buy hearing about Angie’s coke problem, and how hot her recently devoiced dad is. Got to love that Jenna.
The two Asian guys continue to smoke, and chat. They actually look like their waiting on something – or someone. Their car is parked in the corner of the lot, near an exit. Both guys are outside right now, the one Darcy believe is the shooter is on his phone. The driver has a towel and some spray – he’s cleaning his rims.
Lana uses the trip over to double check on the men, their location, and their current activity. It doesn't take long for her to arrive, though. Like Darcy, someone else is also driving for her. Her partner is a stocky older man with mustache. They pull to a stop, not far from the two guys, and Lana and her partner get out to approach them.
Well, crap. Hannah was /supposed/ to be there waiting. Where did that girl get off too? And so, Darcy looks about further, half keeping an eye on the guys and their car. Eventually, about the time that Lana arrives, she finally finds Hannah and heads off in the direction of where she's parked. Slowly. Curious about what might happen.
The Ghost, Mary appears only to Darcy, smiling a moment. She then reaches out and rips the bottoms of both grocery bags open.
The suspected shooter sees the unmarked car first, and pushes his sunglasses up on his head, nudging the other Asian man and pointing it out. By the time it comes to a stop near them, the driver’s circled to the passenger’s side of the car. Both wear a weary expression. The type Lana and her partner are familiar with – they type that tend to end in a /hard/ arrest.
Lana lays a hand on her sidearm, pushing back her jacket to show her badge at the same time. An annoyed sigh escapes her lips at expression on the men's faces. "You two are under arrest," she announces simply, as she approaches cautiously.
There's a gasp from Darcy who's bags seem to have decided to rip open suddenly, spilling her groceries upon the ground, some for the second time! Muttering beneath her breath, she barely sees Lana and her partner arrive before she's crouching down to gather up her stuff from where it's rolled, saving some oranges from being run over by a car. A clerk from the market gathering buggies is nice enough to go inside and get her a few more bags. "This is why I usually bring my own bags... but no.. Hannah couldn't wait for me to get them.." So she mutters.
The man on the driver’s side lifts his hands, and smiles. The blond spiky hair and the white leather vest make him sort of look like a asshole. However, the ‘look’ he’s going for leaves little doubt about the tattoos. Both arms are covered. “Arrest? What we do, gaijin bitch? We double park,” he says in broken English – laughing at Lana and her partner. “Hey these to gaijin pigs say we under arrest? You believe that shit?” Behind him, his friend grimaces, and says something in Japanese from the other side of the car.
Mary appears again to Darcy, her face horribly burned. Eyes dark and ominous. She’s right in Darcy’s face, her breath smelling of burnt flesh. She’s rarely so terrible to the blond, but she’s in a mood today. She presses a finger to Darcy’s forehead and there is a flash. Darcy see the man behind the car reach into the window on the passenger’s side and pull out a gun. Lana and her partner don’t see it in time – shots ring out! Then the vision ends and Mary’s gone.
Lana's eyes narrow slightly at the insult. "You and your vehicle match witness accounts regarding a drive by shooting that resulted in the deaths of two men," Lana answers, waiting for the inevitable denial.
Darcy blinks where she's crouched, and for a moment, goes still. Then there's flush, the blond briefly uncertain though she rises to her feet hurriedly, turning towards the confrontation. Without thinking, she yells, "He's got a gun!" Here's hoping she's right..
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Lana rolls Perception + Alertness vs 6 for 4 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
“Shooting? You mistaken. We busy that day,” the Spiky haired man says to Lana. He chuckles and points and her partner, “We busy riding train on his old lady!” He laughs again, and then Darcy’s cries distract him. The man on the passenger’s side of the car hears her too, but his glance at her lasts only a second then he’s leaning into the window and grabbing something. Something black, and distinctively gun-like.
Beckett has rolled NPC initiatve: NPC Spiky Hair goes on 9 Beckett has rolled NPC initiatve: NPC Pierce goes on 9 Darcy has rolled initiative: 12 Lana has rolled initiative: 10 Beckett has rolled NPC initiatve: NPC 2nd Yak goes on 15
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Beckett rolls 6 + -2 (4 dice) vs 6 for 3 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Beckett rolls 4 + 2 (6 dice) vs 6 for 3 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
The Asian man across the car pulls a handgun from the inside door, immediately squeezing the trigger as he levels it off across at Lana’s partner. There is a *bang* only further accenting Darcy’s screams of “Gun!” in the distance. At the same time the other man, the one with the spiky blond hair lunges towards the flank, pulling his own gun. The single round fired – hammers Pierce in the chest.
"Gah, damn it!" Pierce curses loudly as the shot slams into him. Lana doesn't let it distract her however, as she draws her weapons and fires on the man that shot her partner.
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Lana rolls Dexterity + Firearms + -2 vs 6 for 3 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Lana rolls 4 + 2 vs 6 for 3 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
Lana’s shot is true, it impacts in the other man left shoulder, ripping through clothing and flesh with indifference. He cries out, stumbling backward as blood spatter speckles his face. He manages to keep his weapon in hand, and despite the grievous injury he seems to still have some fight in him. Darcy is in shock for a moment, but she manages to catch hold of herself as her grocery bags drop again. “Shit!” She starts dialing 911 like a mad woman on her cell phone.
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Lana rolls 2 + 3 + -2 vs 6 for 1 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Lana rolls 4 vs 6 for 2 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
Old grizzled and pissed off from being shot, Lana’s partner lets loose a round that drives a second hole through the gunman that shot him. He screams again, this time coughing up a gout of dark blood. He waivers, but he’ still up in the fight. It’s a matter of honor now. Fucking gaijin!
Beckett has rolled NPC initiatve: NPC Spiky Hair goes on 10 Lana has rolled initiative: 11 Beckett has rolled NPC initiatve: NPC 2nd Yak goes on 13 Darcy has rolled initiative: 14 Beckett has rolled NPC initiatve: NPC Pierce goes on 15
Pierce squints at guy who shot him, lining up what he plans to be the round that puts him down. "Let's see how you like it," he grunts as he pulls the trigger.
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Lana rolls 3 + 2 vs 6 for 4 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============-------------> <---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Lana rolls 4 + 3 vs 6 for 2 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
The dark haired Asian man stumbles towards the car, his handgun waving back and forth at Lana and Peirce, blood streaming out his mouth. The grizzled old cop’s aim is true. Milliseconds after the sound of his shot, a hole opens in slow motion in the center of the other gunman’s forehead; the back of which explodes in a fountain of brain matter, bone and flesh. Whatever his last thought was, it’s now on the pavement behind him. He sways in place, then topples backwards – stone cold dead. A wisp of smoke rises from the barrel of Peirce’s gun.
Darcy dials 911, reporting shots, and that Detective Glover and her partner is involved in this. From a peek, she reports at least one officer is shot. This time, the food stays on the ground, no attempt to retrieve any of it is made. Not with bullets flying around! Crawling closer to a car, she rises high enough to try and peek out to see what's up again, remaining on the line with 911 as needed.
Lana loses one Willpower
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Lana rolls Firearms + Dexterity + 3 + -1 vs 7 for 4 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Lana rolls 4 + 3 vs 6 for 3 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
Lana shifts her aim slightly, wanting someone alive to actually question when this is all over. The altered angle sends the bullet deep into the forearm of the man's gun hand, causing a wet crunch as the bullet smacks into bone.
OMG! You didn’t – that’s the expression on Hannah face. She’s completely shocked. All this is happen right under her nose and she never even noticed it? She can’t believe it. Jenna’s been sleeping with Angie’s dad? That’s why he left her mom, and that’s where Angie’s coke problems started from! It’s so juicy! She makes a little annoyed expression, and goes back to her conversation. Damn fireworks are distracting her from her phone call.
Lana wings the man with the spiky hair, spinning him away from the cover he was going to try for! “Shit!” He grimaces and bring his gun hand up level and shooting back at her, blood streaming from the hole in his forearm. Any higher she’d have shattered his elbow.
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Beckett rolls 3 + 3 + -1 (5 dice) vs 6 for 3 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Beckett rolls 4 + 3 (7 dice) vs 6 for 5 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
Lana takes 2 levels of damage. Lana gains one Lethal Damage Lana gains one Lethal Damage
Lana hisses in pain and slumps forward slightly as the round cuts through her vest to catch her on the left of her waist. Her offhand drops from her weapon to clutch at the wound, blood already seeping onto her fingers.
Beckett has rolled NPC initiatve: NPC Spiky Hair goes on 11 Beckett has rolled NPC initiatve: NPC Pierce goes on 13 Lana has rolled initiative: 15
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Lana rolls Firearms + Dexterity + -1 + -1 vs 6 for 1 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Lana rolls 4 vs 6 for 3 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
Lana grits her teeth as she forces herself fully upright, still clutching a hand to her wound. Bullet or not, she keeps her gun hand steady enough to fire off another round.
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Lana rolls Firearms + Dexterity + -1 vs 6 for 5 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Lana rolls 4 + 4 vs 6 for 3 successes. <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
At least Hannah is safe inside the car, clueless as to what's going on! Darcy ducks when shots go out again, letting 911 know that she thinks the other cop has been shot. This time, she doesn't peek again, but keeps her head down while waiting to see... hear... what happens!
The spiky-haired man jerks as first Lana's shot then Pierce's cuts into his chest. He drops to his knees as a cough expels a thick stream of blood onto the concrete. He doesn't stay on his knees for more than a moment before he plants face first into the concrete with a thump.
In the distance one can hear the screaming of police and EMS sirens. The cavalry is on the way, finally! Pierce is on Lana in a second, checking her out. He knows she took around, and he’s far more worried about her than he is himself. He’s already yelling in her ear to get past the echo of past gun shots! “Talk to me kido! You alright? Talk to me!”
"Just great, like I'm at a spa!" Lana retorts acerbically, her mood not improved by a gunshot wound. She pushes Pierce away. "I'm fine. It's not that bad. Nothing some idiot doctor can't fix, if I don't mind selling him an arm or something."
With no more shots ringing out, Darcy slowly peeks out again. Seeing men down and hearing Pierce yell at the Detective, she slowly makes her way forwards, "I called 911." She's likely not the only one who did.
Lana looks up at Darcy's words. "Thanks. They arrived just in time to do nothing, like usual." She pauses to wince again. "It would seem your tip was correct, as well, so I should probably thank you for that too. Hopefully there's some useful evidence in that car since those two won't be talking."
Darcy hasn't looked yet over towards the car beyond an initial glance to make sure no one was moving. "It's alright. I.. hmm.." She fidgets a little as if she should do something, but with sirens heard, she knows the EMTs will be there soon enough. "I hope so. That there's stuff to be found.."
Seeing Lana normal bedside manner is unchanged, Pierce give a grunt and moves to secure the bodies. In the span of a few minutes Cops are crawling all over the place like cockroaches. In the initial confusion one of them even slaps the cuffs on Darcy. Who the hell is she after all? Lana might notice it, in between the EMS people swarming all over her.
Lana does notice as she tries to swat away the excessive crowd around her. "Don't cuff the blonde! She's just a witnesses!" calls out. Hoping someone will hear her and let Darcy go.
Darcy remains nearby, but hopefully not in the way. Finally hanging up with 911 once the EMTs arrive, she is standing there, soon to be surprised when she is handcuffed, "Whaat? I called 911.. " She does not, however, fight, figuring that it will soon be cleared up, right? Surely this is about the time that Hannah finishes her phone and realizes that her friend has taken an awfully long time in the market!
Pierce intercedes on Darcy’s Behalf. Familiar with the case, he gives her the okay to go – she can be tracked down later. Right now Lana is the only person that needs attention. Between the detective supervisors, and EMTs, she’s getting plenty of it. Hannah has indeed managed to head into and out of the beauty salon. She needed that nail polish she saw Angie wearing. Other than the coke habit, she’s got good taste. So when she’s finished she tells Jenna she’ll talk with her later, and hangs up. She then pulls up outside the grocery story, running over some fools oranges – and what that hell is with all the people out in the sidewalk anyway? She grimaces and starts blowing the horn for Darcy. What could be possibly taking her so long?
Lana finally succumbs to the relentless pressure of people around her, in spite of her belief she could get to the hospital on her own, and lets the EMS staff take her for proper medical care.
Darcy thanks Pierce once the man intercedes and she's released, rubbing lightly at her wrists. "Yes, I'll answer anything.. I'll be at the shop.." Name and all is given once more, along with anything else they want before the blaring of a horn gains her attention, "That's my friend.. and ride.." She waves a hand towards Hannah to gain her attention, then motions for her to hold on a moment. "Oh.. crap... my groceries.." She's just remembering her stuff on the ground! Maybe today wasn't a good day to go shopping for oranges and ice cream!
