(Yeah, brain fart on the mechanics again. But, I'll (hopefully) get it right this time. I'm too damn hung up on actually giving a crap about the dice totals when I really shouldn't be. Damn you, DnD! LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE! *shakes fist*
For the new scene, the Mook Rating is halved, so it's 30. After this scene is done, it's a go for downtime, as next week I'm going to be away from Tuesday to Thursday. And the sewer tunnel is pretty big. You could fit three people side-by-side in it comfortably. Add a fourth, and it becomes cramped. Most branching tunnels will range from big enough for almost two, to you'll-get-a-face-full-of-sewer-water-as-you-crawl-through-it-on-your-belly. If any branching tunnels are at floor-level, they'll be big enough for one person to slip into easily. Mid-height and you have to crawl through them. Higher, and you'd better hope you're skinny enough to fit and no one upstairs flushes. Eew!
Wily: Three Yangs and a Yin against a 5...
Yang: 5, 4, 2
Three Yang successes and a Yin success, Mook Rating reduced by 3: 27
Ring: Three Yangs and two Yins against a 4...
Yang: 6, 6, 2
Yin: 6, 2
One Yang success and one Yin success, Mook Rating reduced by 1: 26)
(Please tell me that I'm doing this right now.
(Going for the Findsman trait. Zuckuss is accessing the mists to find out the relative position of the characters.)
That flash-bang was brutal on compound eyes, and everyone before Zuckuss appears as blurry blobs of prismatic white and yellow. He hears the shouts to his right and turns to face blurry blobs, streaks of bright blurry blobs, and a large blurry blob in the middle of the attacking blurry blobs. He exhales behind his mask, backs against the wall, and focuses, attempting to triangulate everyone's position while he calls upon his long-ingrained findsman training to aid him. An image flashes into his mind for a brief moment, and Zuckuss brings his attention back to the battle. Carefully, he hoists his blaster up, aims between the two closest blurry blobs, and picks off a blurry blob toward the end of the tunnel. "4-LOM, please tell me that I didn't accidentally hit you..."
(Two Yangs and two Yins against a 4...
Yang: 6, 3
Yin: 3, 1
One success, reducing the rating by one: 25
Take it away, IG-88!)