[jonathanc]

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3937181/

The guard rolls his eyes with a sneer. "I don't know who you think you're talkin' to, but maybe you ought to go find him and see if he'll put up with your bullshit. Go wait on the other side of the curtain, I'll call you if Jager says you're cool."

[Necrogigas]

Damn, if he gets in contact with this Jager, our ruse is done for. Reed sent a quick text to Glitch, <<SMS::Glitch: Mr. Glitch, how much time do you require to hack into this guard's commlink and fake communications between him and this Jager?>>

He returned the guard's sneer, "I know exactly to whom I'm speaking, an incompetent that cannot remember the short list of people authorized to the access the area he's guarding. Not only that, but a lowly security guard that presumes to speak above his station. I cannot fathom what lead the show organizers to agree to hiring Mr. Nabo's 'colleagues' over a professional security team."

[spoiler=Con Roll]
I'm trying to keep the guard distracted from actually contacting Jager, while Glitch does his thing.
Charisma 7 + Con 3 = Pool 10
10d6.hits(5) → [1,1,6,6,1,3,4,6,5,5] = (5)
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[obidancer]

<<I'll handle him, Nemesis, delay Jager>>
McClane's pupils dilated as he let the mana flow within him. Out of habit or reflexe he waved his hand and told the guard:
It's all good. We should go inside while waiting for Jager.

[spoiler]
Influence spell
14d6.hits(5)=4
[/spoiler]

[Reiper]

<<group message, delay him? I'll see what I can do if I find the guy but I'm not a very smooth talker.>>

Nemsis looked around for Jager

[spoiler]

6d6.hits(5) =0

[/spoiler]

[jonathanc]

(it is impossible for the guard to succeed in a resistance roll for either the Con roll or the Influence spell; both succeed)


The guard snorts angrily at Mr. Smith, his comm call forgotten for the moment. "What did you just say to me, pencil-neck? I used to snap guys like you in half just to keep in shape. You think that press pass is gonna keep you safe in here? You think I can't make you disappear on these blocks? I own these blocks! I--you know what? You aren't even worth my time. Get in there and wait for Jager" he says, waving you into the room.

The "dressing room" itself looks like an abandoned office that has been hastily converted into a star's dressing room. The desk and office chair have been pushed against one wall. In the center of the room, an ork-sized couch, a portal wardrobe, and a table covered with liquor bottles have been arranged haphazardly. And speaking of the couch, there are two scantily-clas ork girls lounging with a male ork that you don't recognize on the couch. All three appear to be intoxicated, and were, until your burst in, in the process of undressing.

Anyone entering the room may make a Perception test at this point. I would also recommend thinking of some way to explain why you've interrupted their threesome

[Necrogigas]

Reed wished he could say that a threesome in a star's dressing room was the most shocking thing he'd ever walked in on. He, theatrically, cleared his throat, "Pardon us, so sorry to interrupt. It would seem there's been a scheduling conflict of sorts. We're a bit pressed for time however, need to set up for the interview and all.  I truly hate to ask you to vacate, but it would seem that we would need an entirely different set of filming permits if you were to stay."

[spoiler=Perception]
Perception 4 + Intuition 4 = Pool 8

8d6.hits(5) → [6,3,6,2,4,6,4,6] = (4)
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[spoiler=Con]
Charisma 7 + Con 3 = Pool 10

10d6.hits(5) → [5,6,6,4,1,3,4,1,6,3] = (4)
[/spoiler]

[Aryeonos]

^{VOMP Conference} <<Soo... I like sitting out here doing my real job with my thumb up my ass and all...4 fingers, whatever - But, I'm feelin' a little left out and useless here. What's going on in there? Glitch? Patches?>>

[obidancer]

McClane's smirk grew big on his face and as per necessity to share with his companions, flicked on the camera installed on his glasses for his team outside could see the feed.
He wasn't much into Ork porn, but some would pay to see the trio on the couch continue their frolics. However he suspected that big Ork would be pissed to have his threesome crashed; hell, McClane would be!
Expecting some nasty reaction, he was ready to unleash some mana energy into the Ork at the first sign of aggressive action.

[spoiler=Perception]
McClane: 13E5 => 5 | die: D6, ones: 3
[/spoiler]

[Aryeonos]

^{VOMP Conference}<<... ... I hope you can hear me raising my eyebrow. - But 2 girls, guy's got masculinity issues. Feelin' a little left out though.>>

[Reiper]

Nemesis adjusted her patroling to keep near the door,

<<I'm staying close to the door to move in quickly if needed, and to hopefully hold up Jager if I have too>>

[jonathanc]

Inside the room, the two ork ladies looked back at Smith with more irritation than embarrassment, frowning as they relucantly pulled their skirts back up. The male ork is now much easier to get a good look at: tattooed face, multiple piercings, bright green hair...looks like Jager had been ducking out from his usual duties.

Wiping a smear of white powder from his nose, he coughs briefly and clears his throat before speaking. "Interview? What interview? Nobody told me about an interview! Aww drek, these fraggin' suits 'r always settin' stuff up without lettin' me in on it. Who scheduled this?"


In the corner of his eye, Mr. Smith spotted a flashy, state-of-the-art Commlink sitting on the table. Judging from the lack of indicator lights, it has been switched off.

[Necrogigas]

<<SMS::Glitch/McClane: The commlink we're looking for is probably the one sitting there on the table, either of you have material acquisitions expertise?>>

<<SMS::Jeff/Erica: I need the names of any of the corporate handlers that organized this show.>>

Reed smiled apologetically, "Again, I do apologize. It seems this interview fell through the cracks, we've been having issues with security all night. Though its good to see their diligence, the guards for the show are impeccable. The head of security obvious knows what he's doing. You couldn't imagine some of the incompetent slobs that some managers entrust their clients' safety too."

Reed hoped that a little ego stroking would keep the ork from noticing that he didn't actually answer his question.

[spoiler=Con]
Charisma 7 + Con 3 = Pool 10
10d6.hits(5) → [4,6,3,3,4,2,1,4,5,3] = (2)
[/spoiler]

[irisheathen]

Patches spoofed his ID and focused on the closest of the 5 other drones in the sky and tried to capture the wireless feed it was sending from its cameras.
^VOMP<<Just trying to get us another point of view Sunshine. I don't really like being a wall flower either but >>
Patches was interrupted by McClane's video feed popping up in his display.
^VOMP<<Oh wow... I did not need that image today.>>
Patches tried to look everywhere but the starting of an ork threesome by examining the other details of the room but didn't see anything worth his time.
[spoiler]
Perception: 7d6.hits(5)=1
Spoof ID: Hardware 6 + Logic 5: 11d6.hits(5)=6
Capture wireless signal: Electronic Warfare 9 + Sniffer 5: 14d6.hits(5)=4
[/spoiler]

[obidancer]

He removed his coat, folded it and threw it gently on the table, on top of the commlink. He placed his hat on top and ignoring the skimpy ladies, offered Jager a hand:
Pleasure to meet you Sir, the name is Duncan Willis, I'm looking forward to this opportunity to interviewing the famous Nabo.
Seeming to hesitate for a second, McClane continued: But I see you've visitor already, should we come back in say 15min? I'm sure we'll find an out the way place to enjoy the concert, even if from backstage. Calling Glitch: Kiddo, grab my stuff and let's give those three some privacy for a second.