conversations: human
conversations:  The first thing that anyone noticed about Kry-10 Station was that it was quite ad hoc for a supposed military installation. Of course it makes more sense when you remember it was just meant to be a supply depot. The fact that it attracted so many traders that they had to make a 'civilian section' just to keep them from attempting to use the military docks...
  
  Well, let's just say there is a reason Military Cadets were allowed to go there on field trips. It's not exactly a highly secure facilitity.
  
  It does have the best tasting food currently availiable in the Alliance though. Fresh from the farms on Briseis, catering to both dextro- and amino-based lifeforms. It's not a wonder that everyone on-board tends to do business over 'lunch'* if they can.
  
  So the cafes and resteraunts were all full when the newsfeeds came through.
  
    "Reports are coming in just now-" 
   "-trillions killed" 
   "-came from out of nowhe-" 
   "-lost contact wi-" 
   "-eing invad- 
   "-Earth devas-" 
   "-Thessia-" 
   "-Feros-" 
   "-Palaven-" 
   "-Khar'shan destro-"  
  
  They kept at it. Citadel Network News, Alliance News Network and even the Batarian Hegemony's own Department of Information Control broadcasting directly to the public on an unsecured frequency.
  The tales may have been from all different places, but the story was the same.
  The galaxy was dying, under attack from things. Death, destruction, mutliation, invasion, occupation, tragedy, devastion, loss, nightmare...
  
  More than a few individuals vomited. Others just stared, whether in shock or horror, as the stream of tormenting infomation continued to trikle down. They weren't the problem though.
  
  No, the ones that flipped out and started frakkin'  rioting  were the problem. Doesn't help that you're right in their path.
  
   
   Spoiler 
  Hello darlings; don't forget to introduce yourself when you do your initative rolls please?
   
conversations: FallenEco:
conversations: human
conversations:  Gabe stared dumbfounded at the news rolling in. Attacks, but no one knew who was doing the attacking. It was chaos. There was a crash from behind him and he whirled around to see panicking customers, flipping tables and shoving people out of their way as the moved toward his group. The rest of the students seemed locked onto the news feeds and were blissfully unaware of the impending riot.
  
   "Oh ****." 
  
  He hesitated for a moment then training took over and he grabbed his gun off his hip. He kept it pointed at the ground, but made no effort to hide it. Hopedully he wouldn't gave to use it. He stretched his other hand palm outward toward the panicking crowd.
  
   " Everyone please calm down! The news is terrifying, but this is unacceptable behaviour. You are making this worse!"  
   
   Spoiler 
  Initiative:  (1d20+2)[ 3 ] 
  Diplomacy:  (1d20+8)[ 24 ] 
   
conversations: Noedig:
conversations: human
conversations:  Ersh was sitting enjoying his drink when the news came in. However he was not shocked at all at what was happening. He gets up and leans against the wall while quietly chuckling to himself.
  
   "Seems like I've got a  situation  on my hands..." 
   
   Spoiler 
  Initiative: [roll]1d20+2[/roll] {Dice rolls are not working for me, will fix eventually?}
   
conversations: Chase_D:
conversations: human
conversations:  Amon pauses as the information is filtered through the correct channels before entering his com-link, the growing chaos in the neighboring room becoming nothing more than a background fizzle. It was time to leave this station and report in for the next information drop.
  
  He steps backwards, hand reaching for his ear-piece to request an evac as the background fizzle becomes somewhat more relevant. A quick twitch to the belt holster lands his hand upon his slung shotgun. A few blasts above the head of the crowd should scatter them without undue casualties there's little enough time for even that.
   
   Spoiler 
  
   (1D20+4)[ 13 ]  Iniative
   
conversations: Molosse:
conversations: human
conversations:  While Kar'Vael was just as shocked as anyone at the news that had just arrived, he realized that panicking wasn't going to do anything to help the situation.  "Hey!"  he shouted at the crowd.  "Calm down until we know more about what's going on! Rioting isn't going to help anyone!" 
   
   Spoiler 
  Initiative -  (1d20+2)[ 14 ] 
   
conversations: sournote103:
conversations: human
conversations:  It was hard to spot when it started, as it seemed to be down to split-second timing. All it ook was one, lone asari freaking out to start running for everyone else to join in.
  A living stampede.
  Heading straight for the Docks.
  
  Minus the riotiers. More than a few ethnic slurs can be heard as people blame each other for this... insanity . Naturally a brawl breaks out, and of course there are still somepeople taking advantage of the choas.
  
  At least 1 batarian &amp; human pair in blue armour are ripping off together the nearest credit terminal.
  
  What will you do next
   
   Spoiler 
  
  Everyone who's between the crowd and the door, I'm going to need a reflex save.
  
  Urdnot Ersh's Initiative:  (1d20+2)[ 9 ] 
   Initiative Liset 
  Just so you know, Chase_D is the only one not the list. I've listed numers for easy slotting in.
   
   Kar'Vael 
   Amon 
   Crowd 1(6) 
   Crowd 2 (5) 
   Gabe; Crowd 3 
   
  
  Based on what I know already, both Kar'Vael and Amon get to post before I do again.
  
  @Gabe/Noedig: You can change your action for this round if you want. Honestly I'm more interested in which group you are addressing. That kinda changes if it is a success or not.
  
  No prizes for guessing the wrong one though.
   
conversations: FallenEco:
conversations: human
conversations:  Figuring that he could do very little to stop the stampede, Kar'Vael turned his attention to the individuals attempting to break open a credit terminal.
   "Hey!"  he called out.  "Are you going to knock that off and act like civilized people or am I going to have to force you to?" 
   
   Spoiler 
  Intimidate -  (1d20+3)[ 12 ] 
   
conversations: sournote103:
conversations: human
conversations:  From this angle it looked like the crowd would be pouring past him through the dockway entrance. No threat there. Amon keeps his hand hovering over the scatter-gun and begins to cautiously step away from the commotion.
  Priority one is getting an update on the situation and his next set of orders, not getting involved with a riot.
  Amon clocks some individuals hoping to strong-arm a credit station and a Quarian trying to strong-arm them away in turn, not his concern however and he moves to a depression in the wall to stay clear of any would-be looters to think on his next move.
conversations: Molosse: