Combined Thread

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The man and woman looked at each other and smiled.  The woman said, "Please sit down.  Tell us how you think you can help us find and recover the AR-11)"

[Avidos]

Gabriel Procházka
Lightfoot


Gabriel sits as he absent-mindedly reaches for a cigarette but catches himself. He clears his throat, "Well let me be clear. What is word...what is word...frank..yes that is it.  I have no clue. It is like we are in gulag in middle of Russian winter in blinding snow storm feeling away with bare hands looking for blank piece of paper.  Why we have come here is offer you help to find robot.  I mean no disrespect but should it not be you who should be telling us how to find your robot?"

Gabriel shakes his head, "look we saw little fuzzy picture in top of lousy hotel telvision behind newsman with fake hair but it was enough to strike curiousity. We are here in America to discuss large hydrogen collider along with prosthetic break throughs but we took time out of busy schedule to offer help to fellow scientists. May I look at schematics of robot?"

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Gabriel Procházka
Lightfoot


Gabriel sits as he absent-mindedly reaches for a cigarette but catches himself. He clears his throat, "Well let me be clear. What is word...what is word...frank..yes that is it.  I have no clue. It is like we are in gulag in middle of Russian winter in blinding snow storm feeling away with bare hands looking for blank piece of paper.  Why we have come here is offer you help to find robot.  I mean no disrespect but should it not be you who should be telling us how to find your robot?"

Gabriel shakes his head, "look we saw little fuzzy picture in top of lousy hotel telvision behind newsman with fake hair but it was enough to strike curiousity. We are here in America to discuss large hydrogen collider along with prosthetic break throughs but we took time out of busy schedule to offer help to fellow scientists. May I look at schematics of robot?"

Again, the Storms look at each other before looking back at Gabriel.  Finally, Commander Storm asks, "I'm not sure how you want to help us, or what you need.  Exactly what are you proposing to do?  What it you need?  How are you planning on finding the AR-11?"

[Avidos]

Gabriel Procházka
Lightfoot[/color]


Gabriel's face takes on a demeanor implying frustration. He adjusts his position in the chair while the hand reaching for his cigarettes clenches his a fist. He takes a deep breath and rubs the back of his neck.  Looking back up at his hosts he slowly nods, "This is hidden camera show. Okay...joke is on me. I am honored you let us on American televison but we have no time for folly.  We are serious robotical engineers flown here to give lecture to world scientists  on technological advancement.  All we know of this  AR-11 as you call it is that it is robot and is missing. Like when small child is missing you go to who knows the child so you can learn more that will aid you finding child. But instead you play trick on us.  Come Martinek let us go I am sure we can find more hospitiable people."

Gabriel rises and departs pausing long enough to slightly bow to Ms Deesil, "It truly was pleasure. You have been most kind."


Once outside, Gabriel lights up a cigarette then takes seveal draws. "I have never seen such arrogance Martinek. We simply wanted to help and they wanted us to prove ourselves worthy to help them?"  

Gabriel blows smoke out both his nose and mouth as he paces. He uses his cigarette often to punctuate his obvious frustration.  "All we needed was just morsel of information. Is robot self-reliant, is AI of robot self-aware, does robot have weapons, who might have wanted robot."

Gabriel lights another as his foot grinds the butt of the last into the pavement, "let us go back to hotel and pick up waitress.  She can show us good time. Some place with lots of energy."

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Gabriel Procházka
Lightfoot[/color]


Gabriel's face takes on a demeanor implying frustration. He adjusts his position in the chair while the hand reaching for his cigarettes clenches his a fist. He takes a deep breath and rubs the back of his neck.  Looking back up at his hosts he slowly nods, "This is hidden camera show. Okay...joke is on me. I am honored you let us on American televison but we have no time for folly.  We are serious robotical engineers flown here to give lecture to world scientists  on technological advancement.  All we know of this  AR-11 as you call it is that it is robot and is missing. Like when small child is missing you go to who knows the child so you can learn more that will aid you finding child. But instead you play trick on us.  Come Martinek let us go I am sure we can find more hospitiable people."

Gabriel rises and departs pausing long enough to slightly bow to Ms Deesil, "It truly was pleasure. You have been most kind."


Once outside, Gabriel lights up a cigarette then takes seveal draws. "I have never seen such arrogance Martinek. We simply wanted to help and they wanted us to prove ourselves worthy to help them?"  

Gabriel blows smoke out both his nose and mouth as he paces. He uses his cigarette often to punctuate his obvious frustration.  "All we needed was just morsel of information. Is robot self-reliant, is AI of robot self-aware, does robot have weapons, who might have wanted robot."

Gabriel lights another as his foot grinds the butt of the last into the pavement, "let us go back to hotel and pick up waitress.  She can show us good time. Some place with lots of energy."

As their guests got up to leave, Commander Storm switches over to Czech and speaks, "Please, I am sure we are misunderstanding each other.  Please understand that we have had several people come up to offer us aid in the past few days, and we have to make sure that we are not releasing classified information to people who aren't cleared to see it.  If you would just tell us how you might be able to help us, we can better supply you with the kind of information you need."

[Avidos]

Gabriel Procházka
Lightfoot

Gabriel's eyes slightly narrow as though he were considering something then he nods. He switches to Czech as well eliminating his accent, "This question of 'how we might be able to help you' is baffling to me. It is amorphous question like 'where is the internet'.  How or where does one begin to answer such a question?  I could answer I will look with my eyes, listen with my ears or similar dialouge.  In my world only KGB asks about classification. Well now they are only organized crime lords.  
   We are Czech Nationals here on dipolmatic visas who will return home to Prague when seminar is over. Your clerk has verified our papers. Having worked under Dr Judah Loew for a few years now we have produced highly advanced robotic systems including those that interface with biological structures.Some call these implant chips. We have top security clearance in Prague provided with our work for the Institute for Organic Chemistry and Biochemistry along with Nuclear Research Organization.
   I doubt your A-14 even comes close to the level of technology we work on even in our spare time. Remember Russia was first to put man in space.  So it is not like we wish to steal robot but I show you how to repair inferior workmanship that allowed it to be stolen."

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Gabriel Procházka
Lightfoot

Gabriel's eyes slightly narrow as though he were considering something then he nods. He switches to Czech as well eliminating his accent, "This question of 'how we might be able to help you' is baffling to me. It is amorphous question like 'where is the internet'.  How or where does one begin to answer such a question?  I could answer I will look with my eyes, listen with my ears or similar dialouge.  In my world only KGB asks about classification. Well now they are only organized crime lords.  
   We are Czech Nationals here on dipolmatic visas who will return home to Prague when seminar is over. Your clerk has verified our papers. Having worked under Dr Judah Loew for a few years now we have produced highly advanced robotic systems including those that interface with biological structures.Some call these implant chips. We have top security clearance in Prague provided with our work for the Institute for Organic Chemistry and Biochemistry along with Nuclear Research Organization.
   I doubt your A-14 even comes close to the level of technology we work on even in our spare time. Remember Russia was first to put man in space.  So it is not like we wish to steal robot but I show you how to repair inferior workmanship that allowed it to be stolen."

Commander Storm smiled at Gabriel, put a steadying hand on his sister at the suggestion of inferior workmanship, and said, "One has to be careful in this day and age.  However, as for how you can help: I mean what skills do you bring to the table to find something that nobody else has been able to?  Like I said, we have another group of individuals who are also offering their help in finding the robot, if you'd like to stay around to see what they offer, you'd be most welcome.  Now what is it exactly that you wish me to tell you about the AR-11? "

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Commander Storm smiled at Gabriel, put a steadying hand on his sister at the suggestion of inferior workmanship, and said, "One has to be careful in this day and age.  However, as for how you can help: I mean what skills do you bring to the table to find something that nobody else has been able to?  Like I said, we have another group of individuals who are also offering their help in finding the robot, if you'd like to stay around to see what they offer, you'd be most welcome.  Now what is it exactly that you wish me to tell you about the AR-11? "

Martinek shakes his head somewhat confused by the exchange, but then interjects. "The truth is, he knows the science stuff far better than I do, I am in town to learn what I can at the conference. We are staying at Katzen Arms in Midtown. Now, as for your robot problems, well, it would seem that this event did not occur without some form of altercation - and that is where I can truly assist in your search and recovery of this AR-11. Before we even try to find it, we need to know what it is capable of?  What are it's strengths and weaknesses? And most importantly who do you think might have taken it?  Those are my questions regarding the robot, if you wish to answer them now or when the others arrive is up to you."


ooc:
Sorry about the absence recently - business trip combined with personal issues at home.  Both seem to be over, so back to the real world... I mean the fake world.

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Commander Storm smiled at Gabriel, put a steadying hand on his sister at the suggestion of inferior workmanship, and said, "One has to be careful in this day and age.  However, as for how you can help: I mean what skills do you bring to the table to find something that nobody else has been able to?  Like I said, we have another group of individuals who are also offering their help in finding the robot, if you'd like to stay around to see what they offer, you'd be most welcome.  Now what is it exactly that you wish me to tell you about the AR-11? "

Martinek shakes his head somewhat confused by the exchange, but then interjects. "The truth is, he knows the science stuff far better than I do, I am in town to learn what I can at the conference. We are staying at Katzen Arms in Midtown. Now, as for your robot problems, well, it would seem that this event did not occur without some form of altercation - and that is where I can truly assist in your search and recovery of this AR-11. Before we even try to find it, we need to know what it is capable of?  What are it's strengths and weaknesses? And most importantly who do you think might have taken it?  Those are my questions regarding the robot, if you wish to answer them now or when the others arrive is up to you."


ooc:
Sorry about the absence recently - business trip combined with personal issues at home.  Both seem to be over, so back to the real world... I mean the fake world.

Commander Storm gave Martinek a smile and said, "In that case, here."  He handed both men a print-out:



A-11 Assault Robot (Storm Avionics)
Cost: $21.6 million in production cost. $28 billion in R&D.
Height: 45 feet
Weight: 125 tons
Sensors and Systems: Micro-fusion power plant (Alpha Prime has asked to see the design specs and was refused access). Advanced audio system, audio recorder, loudspeaker, advanced robot optic systems, laser targeting system, telescopic enhancements,
Weapon Systems:
Eye Ion beams (six)
20mm shoulder Gun (Modified 20 mm auto cannon designed like a oversized shoulder rifle)
Mini-missile launcher (payload- 18; range 1 mile)
Two .50 cal machine guns mounted in the forearms
Long range missile launcer (1 cruise missile mounted in the back- range 500 miles)
Medium Range Missile Launcher: (payload 2 missiles: range 40 miles)
Diablo Anti personel Defense system (classified)
Forearm blades

He continued after handing them the printout, "If you gentlemen wouldn't mind hanging around until our other group of robot hunters arrive, I think that by combining your resources, you will stand a much better chance of getting the robot back intact.  And if you can manage to do it without doing any damage to the city, we'll double the reward."

Martinek and Gabriel notice Ms. Storm do a double-take before nodding her head.

[Avidos]

A-11 Assault Robot (Storm Avionics)
Cost: $21.6 million in production cost. $28 billion in R&D.
Height: 45 feet
Weight: 125 tons
Sensors and Systems: Micro-fusion power plant (Alpha Prime has asked to see the design specs and was refused access). Advanced audio system, audio recorder, loudspeaker, advanced robot optic systems, laser targeting system, telescopic enhancements,
Weapon Systems:
Eye Ion beams (six)
20mm shoulder Gun (Modified 20 mm auto cannon designed like a oversized shoulder rifle)
Mini-missile launcher (payload- 18; range 1 mile)
Two .50 cal machine guns mounted in the forearms
Long range missile launcer (1 cruise missile mounted in the back- range 500 miles)
Medium Range Missile Launcher: (payload 2 missiles: range 40 miles)
Diablo Anti personel Defense system (classified)
Forearm blades

Gabriel looks at print out then looks up "What, no CD player?"

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Commander Storm laughed and said, "You mean, "cool stereo..."  I've a friend in Califorina who always comments about the stereos in any giant robot she pilots."  He chuckled again and added, "Besides, the data on the stereo is classified."  
In a few moments, Ms. Deesil came in and said, "Your other guests are here Commander."

The Storms looked at each others and then to their guests.  McKenzie gestured toward the door and said, "Shall we go?"

OOC- Sorry about the delay. I've been in Atlanta celebrating Osatara.

[Avidos]

Gabriel Procházka
Lightfoot


Gabriel watches the Storms laugh at his question. Gabriel shrugs his shoulders as he looks at Martinek as if he didn't know what was funny about his question.  

Gabriel then nods, "Oh CD player is classified. Must be good CD player."


Nudging Martinek, Gabriel whispers, "Girlfriend is coming...don't let oppurtunity pass Martinek."  


After Ms Deesil makes her announcement and the Storms invite them to join them....

Gabriel nods as he stands then follows directions provided by the Storms.



ooc:  I guess we are all going to combined thread 2 ?

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Gabriel Procházka
Lightfoot


Gabriel watches the Storms laugh at his question. Gabriel shrugs his shoulders as he looks at Martinek as if he didn't know what was funny about his question.  

Gabriel then nods, "Oh CD player is classified. Must be good CD player."


Nudging Martinek, Gabriel whispers, "Girlfriend is coming...don't let oppurtunity pass Martinek."  


After Ms Deesil makes her announcement and the Storms invite them to join them....

Gabriel nods as he stands then follows directions provided by the Storms.



ooc:  I guess we are all going to combined thread 2 ?

OOC- yes

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Resetting the scene to outside Lightfoot's car.  Present: PT, Lightfoot, and Tungsten Titan.

Lightfoot looked at his friends and commented about travelling in style.  Beyond that, what are you doing?

[Tuskariah]

TT laughs. "What's wrong with travelling in style? Let's get out of here." He shakes off the offer of vodka from his friend, and then hops into the driver's seat. "Better buckle up fellows, we're gonna have fun."

TT then slams on the gas and races forward, suddenly he spins the wheel and knocks it into neutral as the car spins a 180 degree turn and suddenly they are back in forward motion, racing off down the road away from the recent battle.

With a cry of delight, P.T. remains sitting comfortably directly in the middle of the backseat even through the 180 degree spin.

[expends 3 isp for telekinetic push to counter the centrifugal force]

"Hey! Can you teach me that?  Do it again!  Do it again!!  Come on.  Do it again!"[/]

P.T. prepares to expend more telekinetic power.

[Tuskariah]

David sends:

Lightfoot seems barely phased with the spin or with the speed. However,
he seems clearly impressed with both the car and the skill of its
driver. "It's no Yugo my friend. I am puzzled why bellboy mention it
attracts young chickens after letting out long whistle."

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PT enjoyed the feel of the soft leather in the car.  It was a luxury to which he wasn't accostomed.  However something was off about the situation.  Something kept making the hair on the back of his neck stand on end.  Suddenly he got a flash of a vision.  It was the sight of the car as seen through some kind of targeting scope.  He could feel a deep anger in whomever was looking through the scope and a sense of accomplished determination and satisfaction as a trigger was pulled.

[Tuskariah]

Without further thought P.T. expends isp into a telekinetic shield about the 3 in the car.  He then relays a mental projection of what he 'saw' into the minds of Tungsten Titan and Lightfoot.

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Suddenly the car exploded in a ball of flames as the LAW hit the car.  The three occupants are flung from its flaming wreckage inside the TK shield (33 pts) ball thrown up by PT, to land unceremoniously in the nearby underbrush.  

In the distance our heroes see several men charging foward in what looks like stormtrooper armor from Star Wars.

[Tuskariah]

David sent.


As the foreign image enters Lightfoot's brain he lets out, "Ne ochen'
harasho*, it seems wolf hungry for prey. Remember game we play as
children Martinek? Let Wolf show himself..."


Ooc:

*Not so good