>From: "Adunaphell =P"
>
> > >> >> >> Location: The hills northeast of Mutha and the ranch
> > >> >> >> Ship time: 0997.261.1100
> > >> >> >> Ranch time: 0997.261.1200
> > >> >> >> Characters: Woof and Jezebel
> >
>>>>Woof has the rope out. 30 meters of good hemp rope. The device
>>>>/cart is twenty meters out from shore, so you have plenty to work
>>>>with.
>>>>
>>>>Jezebel swims back to shore. "It looks like a remote launcher of
>>>>sorts," she turns and looks back out at the object, "or possibly a
>>>>really large claymore, barring that it's one damn big snowcone
>>>>maker."
>>>>
>>>>She grabs one end of the rope and ties it loosely about her waist
>>>>before swimming back out to the device and attaching the rope to
>>>>the metal loop. Once the rope is attached she gives Woof the
>>>>signal to start pulling.
>>>>
>>>Woof quickly makes a harness for the two horses and attaches it to
>>>the saddle. If this doesn't work, he'll have to redo it to allow the
>>>horses to put more weight into it...
>>
>>Saddle works, not well, but it works. The horses strain and stumble
>>in the rocky ground, but the device and cart does turn, slowly.
>>
>>>>Once (if) the device is turned about 45 degrees she'll signal him
>>>>to stop, that should turn the barrel end away from the dam.
>>
>>Jezebel calls out to stop, and Woof calls back...
>>
>>>"Sure we don't want to turn it all the way away from the dam? I'm
>>>thinking that we could shoot the antenna off... What say you?"
>>>
>>>As she struggles out of the water with the rope she listens
>>>carefully to Woof's words. "I thought about that, but if anyone
>>>runs a quick inspection a total turn will be much easier to spot
>>>than a partial one."
>>
>>"Right you are. But that would necessitate someone coming out here >>and
>>fixing it, unless they have remotes that can move these things,"
>>Woof argues.
>
>"Didn't look like it had a powered drive train."
>
>>>Jezebel flops down in the water at the lakes edge. "I also thought
>>>about blowing the battery pack off of it but it's a fairly
>>>sophisticated setup. Someone has invested a lot of time on this
>>>thing." She thinks for a moment. "Personally I'd rig it with
>>>multiple triggers, radio, loss of the white noise, and power loss.
>>>Sort of a deadmans switch as it were."
>>
>>"Sure. I would too," Woof agrees. "But I don't think that
>>matters..."
>>
>>>She looks back out at the object in the water, "I'm thinking leave
>>>the power pack alone, it can't transmit out in all this crap," she
>>>waves a hand about in the air, "but I am thinking we put two rounds
>>>in the launcher right around the waterline and flood it out. Given
>>>the work that they've gone through to seal that sucker up it's a dry
>>>launcher, I'm hoping that the water in the can will either saturate
>>>the propellant or overpressurize the whole unit when it lights off."
>>
>>"I'd agree with flooding it, yes, but I think once we turn it, if we
>>can detonate it, we should. And if we can use it to puncture the
>>dam, we might want to do that too. Sure there might be some flooding
>>downstream, but if we can punch it through at the 45 degree angle, it
>>might not be as much water as a center line punch."
>
>Jezebel grins an evil grin, "Only one problem with that. Area jammers
>only have about a 5k radius, best case scenario. Which means there's
>probably neighbors up here with us and if we set one off before we
>neuter the other two that's still a whole heck of a lot of water going
>down river. The rain storm should muffle our shots, but the won't
>muffle a good sized explosion."
>
>>>She looks up at Woof, "I don't have the kit here to disarm it
>>>properly so we'll do the best we can with what we have. Once we're
>>>done with this one we double time to the next one and repeat the
>>>process before the skys open up on us big time."
>>
>>"So why don't we turn it [ooc: if we haven't] then punch a couple of
>>holes into the launcher, then blow the antenna off? Either it
>>detonates or we take it out of range... I'm guessing that if the
>>jammer is turned off, we get a signal to detonate. If we can turn
>>it, flood it, then blow it, it doesn't matter how much it rains!" >>Woof
>>looks around at the gathering clouds. "I'd say we are in for a blow. And
>>I wonder if *that's* being orchestrated too. Seeding the
>>clouds?"
>
>"I'm thinking a single shot through the back corner, minimize the odds
>of the round bouncing about in there and provide two holes for the
>water to leak in through. Again by detonating it you're making a lot
>of noise that we really don't want to make. I could punch a hole in
>that back cover with my knife but I don't want to be that close just
>in case it lights off."
Jezebel looks back at the device and wrings her hair out before pealing her
tank top off. "I just don't want to make a scene out here and attract a ton
of attention," she starts to wring the water out of the shirt before walking
back to the horses and opening up the saddle bags.
"I think honestly, one shot," she pulls another top out of her pack and
looks at Woof, "if it doesn't blow up the next one we puncture with the
knife." She pauses for a moment before putting the second top on. It's
black with a long red chinese dragon down the right side. Jezebel pulls a
fresh set of boxers out of the saddle bag and walks around behind the horse
before stripping out of the wet ones and putting the dry ones one.
Lysia Jezebel David
