[color=lightgreen][center][h3][i][b]Day 2: 06:19:51 Polavian Standard Vodka Distillery, Novy Jork, Capital Province, Republic of Polavia [/b][/i][/h3][/center][/color] [center][h2][color=#39FF14][b]Rowan Morgana[/b][/color][/h2][/center] Rowan had been making sure she was a useful member of the team. She used her electrical elemental magic to short out the camera system as they came across them. She had been doing her best to compartmentalize and shove the fact that it felt like everyone was hunting her to the back of her mind. They had more pressing problems at the moment such as how were they going to get out of this vodka plant without all of Polavia knowing where she was and guessing at where she was going. She couldn’t help but feel like a sitting duck during hunting season. Rowan didn’t like that analogy for herself. Her ego and self esteem were kicking and screaming at the unfairness of it all. The practical side of her sucked up and got down to the business of working with the team in an effort to break free. Hopefully without others identifying her and chasing after them. Rowan had stacked up with Oksana as she used her seer powers to see into the factory floor. They had come up empty from their search of the administration office. They didn’t find any usable intel that stood out as important or unique. Rowan did snag a copy of the shipping manifests just in case for the future. They might be able to intercept some deliveries to help Borys stay stocked up. If they were on the run already, they might as well use all the advantages they could muster. Rowan had tried to use her own powers in an effort to spot where people were in the other room. That turned into an epic fail that gave her a headache and an upset stomach. She recovered quickly enough but the technicolor swirl of nausea made her regret that choice. She shook her head as an evil grin crossed her face as she outlined her next idea. [quote] [color=0072bc]Borys listened to Rowan lay out her plan. “I’ll take the door, get them to look at me, you make a door, mop them up. I like that. I mean, I don’t, but I’ve made peace with my Craft long ago. Alternatively…” He tapped the gas mask case he carried and held up one of his tear gas grenades, “You take a breather and I commit assault and battery.”[/color] [/quote] [color=#39FF14]Rowan: ”There might be some collateral damage though. You wouldn’t hold that against me, right?”[/color] [quote][color=0072bc]Borys: “I can and I will.” He grinned, standing up with a slight wobble, his left hand hovering near the door handle. “Ready on you.”[/color][/quote] Rowan had outlined the plan and made sure everyone was ready before she began casting. Her hand curled around the handle of her whip. The length of it coiled into her hand ready for use. She stretched out a hand towards the wall and you could feel the mana in the area surging towards Rowan as she channeled it into her spell. Frost visibly spread across the stainless steel wall of the factory. The frost became ice quickly and spread into an area large enough to create a large hole in the wall. She then quickly cast a lightning bolt aimed at the center of the frozen area on the wall. The wall shattered and the force of the lightning bolt blew the wall inwards towards the guards on the other side. Chunks of stainless steel wall catching some of the guards unaware. Borys waited until she gave the signal before he stepped into the doorway to draw their attention. Then all hell broke loose as bullets were flying everywhere. People were yelling about shutting down the conveyor belts. Rowan joined in the fray as they fought to take out the guards that had stood in their way. Her whip lashing out left and right. She didn’t need to kill them, just disable and disarm them. Felix sent a warning over the comms. [color=fff200]"Me and Silas are approaching a control room, we might be able to shut it down! We've got eyes on hostiles massing, they're bringing shields!"[/color] Borys and Oksana were in the middle of the firefight. She couldn’t help but giggle madly as she heard Borys yell. [color=0072bc][quote]“STOP SPILLING THE GOOD STUFF, MOTHERFUCKERS!”[/quote][/color] [quote][color=6ecff6]Oksana: "Rowan, see if you can use your acid on the shield goons, blyat! Borys, if now was a time to get shitfaced, it would help!"[/color] [/quote] Rowan couldn’t control the giggles as heard Borys’ reply to Oksana. [color=0072bc][quote]“Cover me!” He knelt down, taking a few long chugs of Rowan’s wine. “Smooth stuff, Rowan! I’ll take your entire stock!”[/quote][/color] Rowan just smiled as she began unleashing chemical hell on the unsuspecting PSA. She began to launch potions at those carrying shields. The potion bottles broke spraying a fast acting acids across their shields. The shields began to smoke and melt. Many of the PSA, realizing that their sturdy shields were melting into a volatile puddle of goo yelled and threw their shields towards them. Rowan gave an evil cackle as she let loose with another potion. [color=#39FF14]“Don’t tell me how to witch! If I wanted rules I would go to church!” [/color] Rowan winced as she heard a PSA guard fall into a conveyor belt full of bottles with the loud crash of glass accompanying the now blaring fire alarm. [color=#39FF14]“That was not my fault, Borys!” [/color] Rowan considered electricity against the shields but they were made of a nonconductive material. Acid was her best option.