Wings of Ink

Dec 16 20:35:25 <TroyL> Myr, lets give you a try. Perception.
Dec 16 20:35:26 <Ragazzo> He yawns, pausing to warm himself by the fire.
Dec 16 20:35:31 <Maddy> Atropa still makes a bear out of snow.
Dec 16 20:35:33 <Dexanote> 4df+3
Dec 16 20:35:34 <CROM> Dexanote: 4 (4df+3=+, 0, -, +)
Dec 16 20:35:59 <TroyL> There's a branch off to your left that shakes slightly.
Dec 16 20:36:56 <Dexanote> Myr glances to the branch. Likely a squirrel. Or maybe Tank. She crouches, picking up a stick, and approaches the branch, reaching up and tapping it lightly.
Dec 16 20:37:21 * Echo is now known as EchoFourDelta
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Dec 16 20:37:43 <TroyL> There a soft laugh, then two eyes open, peering at her. They're yellow, and they squint slightly… Then there's an odd, cawing laugh for a moment.
Dec 16 20:38:36 <Dexanote> Myr immediately draws her gun and darts back, keeping her weapon trained on the eyes. «Something's here.»
Dec 16 20:39:02 <EchoFourDelta> «Huh, what? Where?»
Dec 16 20:39:04 <Ragazzo> Sleeps has dozed off. Arnold steps out the trailer, looking around.
Dec 16 20:39:18 <Maddy> «What is it?» SLEEPS YOU SLUT YOU HAVE CASSIE
Dec 16 20:39:21 <TroyL> The thing jumps down from the branch, walking closer toward Myr as she backs away. It looks like a bird…
Dec 16 20:39:21 <EchoFourDelta> The cop draws his handgun and fires three shots into the air.
Dec 16 20:39:28 <EchoFourDelta> "WAKE THE FUCK UP!!!"
Dec 16 20:39:38 <Dexanote> Cassy*
Dec 16 20:39:56 <Ragazzo> Sleeps wakes up!
Dec 16 20:39:59 <Ragazzo> ASdfg!
Dec 16 20:40:12 <Maddy> Ell runs out to Myrtle.
Dec 16 20:40:14 <Ragazzo> He makes that sound, and cringes, checking on cassy because why not.
Dec 16 20:40:33 <Dexanote> Myr peers at the thing, trying to get a better look through the dark. "… Are you Tank? If you're not Tank I'm going to shoot you."
Dec 16 20:40:50 <TroyL> If flaps slightly, wings astretch, and a scent of rot and decay hits your nose, with the slightly bitter scent of… ink.
Dec 16 20:41:08 <TroyL> Sleeps: Cassy is screaming and banging on the front of the frame. Her eyes are wide and panicked.
Dec 16 20:41:17 <Pemander> Arianna action rolls out of the trailer. "WHAT'S GOING ON?"
Dec 16 20:41:30 <Ragazzo> His head snaps up! "Daevites!?"
Dec 16 20:41:34 <Dexanote> 4df+3 Gunshoot ."… Nope."
Dec 16 20:41:35 <CROM> Dexanote: Gunshoot ."… Nope.": 4 (4df+3=+, 0, +, -)
Dec 16 20:41:36 <EchoFourDelta> Evans spins and pulls his rifle from the Hummer, then grabs Atropa's hand and pulls her away from the bear and shoves her toward the SUV. "Get inside."
Dec 16 20:41:40 <Dexanote> Maddy your bot is lagging.
Dec 16 20:41:44 <Maddy> No you are
Dec 16 20:42:00 <TroyL> 4df+2 Phys Def
Dec 16 20:42:00 <CROM> TroyL: Phys Def: 1 (4df+2=0, -, +, -)
Dec 16 20:42:02 <Dexanote> Myr shoots several shots at the birdthing, backing away quickly back to camp
Dec 16 20:42:06 <Ragazzo> He looks back to cassy, slithering around panickedly.
Dec 16 20:42:27 <TroyL> The bird explodes slightly in a hail of gristle and ink, and then… Myr:
Dec 16 20:42:46 <TroyL> Dozens and dozens of yellow eyes start to open up around you. All of them looking at you.
Dec 16 20:43:11 <Dexanote> «WE'RE LEAVING. NOW.»
Dec 16 20:43:13 <Maddy> Elle is all like "Aww fuck what the hell is this shit?"
Dec 16 20:44:02 <Dexanote> Myr makes a mad dash to the LAV, pulling the back hatch open. FUUUUU
Dec 16 20:44:15 <TroyL> Arianna: Your feather is thrumming in your pocket.
Dec 16 20:44:24 <Ragazzo> Sleeps bumblerushes into the nearest vehicle, as does anrold.
Dec 16 20:44:31 <TroyL> Everyone in the camp, perception please.
Dec 16 20:44:36 <EchoFourDelta> «Copy that.» Scott wastes no time taking the half-step to clamber into the driver's seat and fires the large SUV up.
Dec 16 20:44:37 <Dexanote> 4df+3
Dec 16 20:44:38 <CROM> Dexanote: 4 (4df+3=-, +, 0, +)
Dec 16 20:44:41 <Ragazzo> 4df+2 Sleeps
Dec 16 20:44:42 <CROM> Ragazzo: Sleeps: 1 (4df+2=0, +, -, -)
Dec 16 20:44:55 <EchoFourDelta> 4df+2 Evans is now inside a running vehicle. Maybe he won't be a blind fuck.
Dec 16 20:44:55 <CROM> EchoFourDelta: Evans is now inside a running vehicle. Maybe he won't be a blind fuck.: 1 (4df+2=+, -, -, 0)
Dec 16 20:45:20 <TroyL> (lawl)
Dec 16 20:45:28 <TroyL> (Anyone else?)
Dec 16 20:45:48 <Dexanote> ( Pemander? )
Dec 16 20:46:13 <Maddy> Atropa is in the hummer
Dec 16 20:46:20 <Maddy> 4df+3 Elle look about
Dec 16 20:46:22 <CROM> Maddy: Elle look about: 5 (4df+3=+, +, -, +)
Dec 16 20:46:44 <TroyL> Elle and Myr: You're seeing them everywhere now, opening and flashing around the camp. Odd laughter and strange noises are snapping in the cold air. And eyes. Yellow, yellow, yellow eyes. Everwhere. Glowing.
Dec 16 20:47:04 <Maddy> «Why we going this time? What is this shit?» She gets in the LAV and strs it up
Dec 16 20:47:42 <Dexanote> «They're Daevites. They want us dead. Just move
Dec 16 20:47:56 * Waxx has quit (Quit: )
Dec 16 20:48:03 <Pemander> Arianna jumps into the LAV.
Dec 16 20:48:17 <Maddy> «Daevites? Awww shit. Follow me I gt a place for us last night.»
Dec 16 20:48:20 <EchoFourDelta> Evans doesn't respond, and simply guns the gas, rocketing the Hummer up alongside the LAV.
Dec 16 20:48:26 <TroyL> Who is still outside a vehicle?
Dec 16 20:48:29 <TroyL> Anyone?
Dec 16 20:48:29 <Pemander> She takes the feather out of her pocket.
Dec 16 20:48:39 <Dexanote> Myr climbs into the pickup and starts it up. Also I don't think so, Troy. «GO.»
Dec 16 20:48:40 <Ragazzo> Sleeps checks on casy again.
Dec 16 20:48:51 <Ragazzo> cassy
Dec 16 20:49:04 <TroyL> Arianna: It's trembling between your fingers. After a moment, you realize that the feathers are staining your fingers.
Dec 16 20:49:20 <TroyL> Sleeps: She's screaming bloody murder.
Dec 16 20:49:26 <Pemander> "What the…hell?"
Dec 16 20:49:33 <Maddy> Elle is off, drving jsut about a fast as she can.
Dec 16 20:49:42 <Dexanote> Myr guns the pickup gas, drawing up beside/behind the LAV and humvee, trying to keep pace.
Dec 16 20:49:46 <Ragazzo> Is there any sort of intelligible message?
Dec 16 20:50:10 <TroyL> Ragz: Run, run run runruunrunrurnrunrunrunrunrunrunrunurnrr!
Dec 16 20:50:24 <Pemander> "Ink?"
Dec 16 20:50:34 <Dexanote> THE CONVOY FLEES.
Dec 16 20:51:11 <TroyL> As the vehicles all roar to life and start to tear out, the birds explode from the trees, screaming into the air, and hoard of them chasing after you. It looks like a giant pack of starlings, feathers and blood flying everywhere in the air,
Dec 16 20:51:22 <TroyL> *.
Dec 16 20:51:27 <Maddy> «SOMEONE GET ON THAT GUN»
Dec 16 20:51:39 <TroyL> Arianna: Yes. Ink. It starts to rub off the small whisps of feather.
Dec 16 20:51:52 <Pemander> «Fuck, uh, okay.»
Dec 16 20:52:04 <Pemander> Arianna climbs into the gunner position.
Dec 16 20:52:12 <Dexanote> «I'll explain later.»
Dec 16 20:52:29 <TroyL> "SCCCCCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"
Dec 16 20:53:04 <TroyL> In an unnatural sound, screaming in the air. It's almost painful to listen to as the hoard of creatures flies unnaturally fast, dipping and diving closer and closer.
Dec 16 20:53:09 <Dexanote> «WHERE IS TANK.»
Dec 16 20:53:11 <TroyL> (Order of the vehicles?)
Dec 16 20:53:35 <Dexanote> Myr is in the pickup, which logically has the lowest horsepower. I didn't think that through.
Dec 16 20:53:39 <TroyL> Tank is sitting in Elle's lap, not moving. He's not even making a sound. He tried to warn y'all!
Dec 16 20:53:42 <Dexanote> She is likely last.
Dec 16 20:53:52 <TroyL> (Anyone else in the pickup?)
Dec 16 20:54:10 <Dexanote> Bruce is in the bed.
Dec 16 20:54:11 <Ragazzo> Sleeps is.
Dec 16 20:54:20 <Dexanote> Sleeps is in the passenger seat.
Dec 16 20:54:39 <Ragazzo> …really?
Dec 16 20:54:43 <Ragazzo> Ok.
Dec 16 20:56:56 <TroyL> The hoard of birds flaps faster and faster, pushing forward, past the vehicle and then… They start to stop flapping, turning, and allowing themselves to smash against it. As they do, you realize that their beaks are penetrating and sticking into the metal of the hood. Roll to evade.
Dec 16 20:57:48 <Dexanote> 4df+3 Myr grits her teeth, trying to swerve the birds off. "Hold on Sleeps-"
Dec 16 20:57:49 <CROM> Dexanote: Myr grits her teeth, trying to swerve the birds off. "Hold on Sleeps-": 2 (4df+3=-, 0, +, -)
Dec 16 20:58:01 <Maddy> The LAV isn't built to evade shit. Elle keeps driving. «SHOOT ALREADY!»
Dec 16 20:58:08 <Ragazzo> Sleeps holds on, pretty panicky still.
Dec 16 20:58:09 <Pemander> 4df+6 SHOOTAN
Dec 16 20:58:10 <CROM> Pemander: SHOOTAN: 7 (4df+6=0, 0, 0, +)
Dec 16 20:58:32 <Pemander> Arianna is trying to avoid aiming close enough to the vehicles that she could accidentally hit them.
Dec 16 20:58:46 <Pemander> But she's trying to pick birds off.
Dec 16 20:59:37 <EchoFourDelta> Evans is just driving as quickly as he can, overtaking the LAV.
Dec 16 20:59:40 <TroyL> The birds start to slam into the car, some of them hitting the windshield. The ones that do… Their beak slice through the glass like it's plastic, and the screams of birds start of fill the vehicle. One of them is clawing in right in front of sleeps.
Dec 16 21:00:26 <TroyL> Arianna: Your shots fly through the flock, dispersing some and hitting others. A few of the birds veer off. The rest are starting to pick up speed and come after the LAV and SUV.
Dec 16 21:00:33 <Ragazzo> Sleeps tries to swipe or bat away any immediate threats!
Dec 16 21:00:34 <Pemander> «Shi- is anyone in the LAV that isn't doing something absolutely vital?»
Dec 16 21:00:51 <Ragazzo> 4df+3 Slapslap!
Dec 16 21:00:52 <CROM> Ragazzo: Slapslap!: 3 (4df+3=0, +, -, 0)
Dec 16 21:01:37 <TroyL> Sleeps: You slap the fuck of the that bird! You end up cutting your hand someon bone or glass, you're not surebut the creature is pushed back out of the glass. "SCREEEEEEE!!!"
Dec 16 21:01:37 <Maddy> «I'm guessing that's a no.»
Dec 16 21:01:39 <Dexanote> Myr turns on the windshield wipers.
Dec 16 21:01:51 <TroyL> (Nice.)
Dec 16 21:02:05 <TroyL> The birds are starting to pick up speed again, this time aiming for the LAV.
Dec 16 21:02:45 <TroyL> Myr: The wipers smack some of them, knocking them off the side, but others it drags across the glass, making nice, scapel clean, rainbows in the glass.
Dec 16 21:03:25 <Dexanote> «Windshield's busted. Watch out, they're cutting out the outside of the LAV!» Myr tries to keep going in a straight line, turining off the wipers. "That was a bad move-"
Dec 16 21:03:31 <Pemander> 4df+6 Arianna takes aim at the birds around the LAV
Dec 16 21:03:32 <CROM> Pemander: Arianna takes aim at the birds around the LAV: 6 (4df+6=0, 0, 0, 0)
Dec 16 21:04:27 <Ragazzo> Sleeps cringes clutching his hand, and stares horrified around him.
Dec 16 21:05:07 <TroyL> There's a loud, angry hoard of screeing sounds as some of the birds are ripped to shreds by the gun blasts. Again, more of the flock disperses. If you were ATTEMPTING TO OBJECTIVELY JUDGE THE HOARD, you would say it was about… half gone.
Dec 16 21:05:17 <Dexanote> Myr glances at Sleeps. "COver it. Keep pressure on it."
Dec 16 21:05:27 <TroyL> "SCRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Dec 16 21:05:33 <TroyL> It's right next to Myr's head.
Dec 16 21:06:57 <Dexanote> Myr shudders, jerking away from the shriek! She fucking STOMPS on the gas, trying to keep ahead of the flock!
Dec 16 21:07:02 <Dexanote> 4df+3 DRIVIN
Dec 16 21:07:02 <CROM> Dexanote: DRIVIN: 4 (4df+3=0, +, 0, 0)
Dec 16 21:07:27 <Dexanote> «Sleeps is wounded. KEEP SHOOTING.»
Dec 16 21:07:50 <Maddy> «You heard the Lady!»
Dec 16 21:07:59 <Pemander> «I'm on it, I'm on it!»
Dec 16 21:08:04 <TroyL> Myr, more and more of them are falling behind. You start to pull ahead of them. Bruce is probably dead in the back, eaten by birds or something. I dunno.
Dec 16 21:08:21 <Pemander> 4df+6 Arianna aims for any birds that might still be keeping pace with the group
Dec 16 21:08:22 <CROM> Pemander: Arianna aims for any birds that might still be keeping pace with the group: 7 (4df+6=-, +, 0, +)
Dec 16 21:08:26 <Dexanote> Eh we'll sort that out.
Dec 16 21:09:29 <Dexanote> Myr is staring forward, rigid, shutting out everything else. A blind panic, really. She just keeps the gas pressed. Don't let them get you.
Dec 16 21:09:43 <TroyL> With your final volley, the flock starts to disperse at least. It slows down, falling back slightly and eventually… you start to lose them in your mirrors.
Dec 16 21:09:51 <TroyL> *last
Dec 16 21:09:52 <Ragazzo> "I-I'm ok.." He mumbles, staring aroundf ore more things triyng to get in.
Dec 16 21:10:28 <Maddy> <Mother fuck we need to make those things not exist anymore.»
Dec 16 21:10:30 <Pemander> Arianna clicks on her radio to say 'looks like we're in the clear' but then decides against it.
Dec 16 21:11:15 <Ragazzo> 4df6 Occult, tagging devotion for +2 TROYL
Dec 16 21:11:20 <Ragazzo> 4df+6 Occult, tagging devotion for +2 TROYL
Dec 16 21:11:21 <CROM> Ragazzo: Occult, tagging devotion for +2 TROYL: 8 (4df+6=+, -, +, +)
Dec 16 21:11:42 <Pemander> She looks at her fingers and frowns.
Dec 16 21:12:00 <Dexanote> Myr just keeps driving. Eventually she eases up a bit on the gas. You won't be able to tell whether it's because her leg's cramping, or she feels somewhat safer.
Dec 16 21:12:24 <Ragazzo> Sleeps presses on his hand, hissing quietly every so often.
Dec 16 21:13:12 <Dexanote> «Is anybody else hurt?»
Dec 16 21:13:24 <Maddy> «We're all good in the LAV I think.»
Dec 16 21:13:28 <Pemander> «I'm…fine.»
Dec 16 21:13:31 <EchoFourDelta> Evans slows the unarmed Hummer down after a while, dropping back behind the LAV. «Make room, dropping back in the left lane.»
Dec 16 21:13:48 <Dexanote> «Sleeps is bleeding»
Dec 16 21:14:32 <Ragazzo> "The edges are black…it looks like ink..or something…"
Dec 16 21:14:58 <Maddy> «Well, guess we;re getting to our new digs early. Was going to say the golf club in Anaconda, but now I'm thinking hospital.»
Dec 16 21:15:24 <EchoFourDelta> «Wait, ok, stop the trucks. Pull over and get him to my truck.»
Dec 16 21:15:31 <Dexanote> Myr slows.
Dec 16 21:15:36 <EchoFourDelta> Evans peels ahead and herringbones off the highway.
Dec 16 21:15:37 <Maddy> Elel stops
Dec 16 21:16:09 <EchoFourDelta> He takes a moment to flick all the lights in the cab on, and hustles out to the back, leaving the engine running.
Dec 16 21:16:22 <Dexanote> Myr stops ahead of the rest, pulling herself out of the pickup. It's pretty damaged.
Dec 16 21:16:34 <EchoFourDelta> He hops up and down a few times, waving his arms. "OVER HERE.":
Dec 16 21:16:37 <TroyL> The truck is heavily damaged. Looking at it.. there are dead birds and beaks everwhere. There's a hissing sound.
Dec 16 21:16:49 <Pemander> Arianna quickly reaches into her backpack and pulls out a pair of dark leather gloves. She puts them on.
Dec 16 21:16:59 <Pemander> The feather goes back into the backpack.
Dec 16 21:17:05 <Maddy> «Man, am I gonna hve to fix eels again?»
Dec 16 21:17:31 <TroyL> You might not be able to. The damage is very extensive.
Dec 16 21:17:53 <Ragazzo> Sleeps goes wher ehe is told.
Dec 16 21:18:00 <Ragazzo> Over to evans.
Dec 16 21:18:05 <EchoFourDelta> Scott looks back towards the SUV and bangs on the rear driver's side door. "Hey! Atropa! Grab the round bag under your seat and bring it over here!"
Dec 16 21:18:30 <Pemander> Ari clambers out of the gunner position. «Elle, will you open the ramp?»
Dec 16 21:18:37 <Dexanote> Myr looks over the truck, shuddering, wrapping her arms around herself and quietly heading to the LAV.
Dec 16 21:18:41 <Maddy> She nods and does so! and Elle opens the ramp.
Dec 16 21:19:02 <EchoFourDelta> Evans waves Sleeps over. "Sit down, right here by the tire."
Dec 16 21:19:03 <Maddy> RP 2 for one.
Dec 16 21:19:10 <TroyL> Lemmy know when someone Medicals the Serpent.
Dec 16 21:19:12 <EchoFourDelta> "Atropa! The bag!"
Dec 16 21:19:15 <Ragazzo> Sleeps does this.
Dec 16 21:19:21 <Ragazzo> He holds otu his hand.
Dec 16 21:19:47 <Dexanote> Bruce… is in the bed. He's badly 'hurt'. He looks weak, and pissed. Large chips have been taken out of his 'fur', and several slices down his sides are glowing bright orange. He's putting off a lot of heat.
Dec 16 21:20:24 <EchoFourDelta> 4df+6 Spending one AP. Evans flicks a penlight out of his vest and clicks it, shining it over the wound in his hand. "What happened, Sleeps?"
Dec 16 21:20:25 <CROM> EchoFourDelta: Spending one AP. Evans flicks a penlight out of his vest and clicks it, shining it over the wound in his hand. "What happened, Sleeps?": 7 (4df+6=+, 0, -, +)
Dec 16 21:20:57 <Ragazzo> "They were coming through the windshield ,and one got through and I tried to slap it out, and my hand was cut when I got it out."
Dec 16 21:21:38 <EchoFourDelta> TroyL~
Dec 16 21:21:59 <EchoFourDelta> "All right, don't worry, I'll get you patched up. You know if anybody else got cut up?"
Dec 16 21:22:08 <Ragazzo> Sleeps shakes his head.
Dec 16 21:22:13 <Ragazzo> "I don't think so."
Dec 16 21:22:32 <TroyL> Evans: It looks… fucking nasty. Like someone poured a whole bottle of ink right onto an open cut. Smells like salt and nasty.
Dec 16 21:22:39 <TroyL> Epic failure and you amputate.
Dec 16 21:22:59 <Ragazzo> what
Dec 16 21:23:16 <Pemander> Arianna tries to sneak off for a little bit.
Dec 16 21:23:39 <Pemander> Anyone who would actually be watching can roll perception.
Dec 16 21:24:10 <Dexanote> 4df+3
Dec 16 21:24:10 <EchoFourDelta> "Uhhh…" Evans tears into the bag that Atropa brought over and comes up with a liter bottle of sterile water. "Hold still." He starts squirting the water into the wound, trying to flush out whatever's on it.
Dec 16 21:24:11 <CROM> Dexanote: 4 (4df+3=0, -, +, +)
Dec 16 21:24:26 <Pemander> 4df+3 Arisneak - AP for power
Dec 16 21:24:26 <CROM> Pemander: Arisneak - AP for power: 2 (4df+3=-, 0, -, +)
Dec 16 21:24:31 <Ragazzo> Sleeps grimaces, and tries to stay still.
Dec 16 21:24:42 <Pemander> A four. Play it how you like.
Dec 16 21:25:23 * EchoFourDelta is now known as EchoFourBeastkin
Dec 16 21:25:28 <TroyL> Evans: You get most of it off. Not that bad at all, really. It's just nasty and gross. The edges of the cut are clean. Like it was done with a very, very sharp knife. Along the edges, there's a line of black.
Dec 16 21:25:59 <Ragazzo> "Is there like…an infection? What's that line…"
Dec 16 21:26:16 * EchoFourBeastkin is now known as EchoFourDelta
Dec 16 21:26:18 <TroyL> Perception~
Dec 16 21:27:01 <EchoFourDelta> 4df+5 One more AP. Evans needs to know what's so fucked up about this.
Dec 16 21:27:01 <CROM> EchoFourDelta: One more AP. Evans needs to know what's so fucked up about this.: 4 (4df+5=-, +, -, 0)
Dec 16 21:27:06 <Maddy> Atropa stands by "Can I help?"
Dec 16 21:27:10 <Dexanote> Myr follows Ari, grabbing her by the shoulder. "No. You're staying here."
Dec 16 21:27:27 <EchoFourDelta> "Just hang on…. *yes*. You can. Lemme finish cleaning this and you can *definitely* help."
Dec 16 21:27:39 <Pemander> "I'm not leaving. I feel sick and I was gonna go vomit somewhere out of sight."
Dec 16 21:27:49 <EchoFourDelta> He finishes emptying the bottle onto the wound and starts patting it dry with gauze.
Dec 16 21:28:06 <TroyL> It just looks like… ink, Evans. Like someone drew a line right down the edge of his skin. Gonna make a bitchin' scar, probably.
Dec 16 21:28:48 <Maddy> Atropa starts with her secretions. Spending an AP etc etc.
Dec 16 21:29:11 <EchoFourDelta> "Huh… Atropa, go for it. Sleeps? This might sting."
Dec 16 21:29:25 <EchoFourDelta> Evans *gently* holds the edges of the wound open.
Dec 16 21:29:41 <Maddy> She applys her stuff, it does sting a little, but in that way you know it's working.
Dec 16 21:29:43 <Dexanote> "Vomit here, I don't care. It's suicide to walk off right now."
Dec 16 21:30:01 <Ragazzo> Sleeps cringes, starign confused.
Dec 16 21:30:39 <Pemander> Arianna swears silently. "Okay, look."
Dec 16 21:30:39 <Maddy> The wound will heal at an excellerated rate, but how it normaly would still leaving a scar and all that jazz.
Dec 16 21:30:42 <EchoFourDelta> Scott takes a moment to put a dressing over the gel-covered wound and wraps it in gauze. "Future of medicine right there."
Dec 16 21:30:48 <Pemander> "Myrtle, I need to show you something."
Dec 16 21:31:28 <TroyL> Sleeps: When you're healed, there will be a black scar on your hand. It'll probably fade with time. Probably.
Dec 16 21:31:29 <Dexanote> Myr mutters. "Alright. What is it?"
Dec 16 21:31:33 <Maddy> "I wonder if they ever recreated that ability of mine. Wuld make a lot of mney."
Dec 16 21:31:48 <Pemander> She unzips her backpack and opens it up in front of Myrtle. The feather is sitting in there.
Dec 16 21:31:57 <EchoFourDelta> «Anyone else hurt?»
Dec 16 21:32:04 <Pemander> "It dropped out of the sky last time we made camp. I thought it was just a normal feather."
Dec 16 21:32:09 <Maddy> Elle has been trying to fix Eels. «Eels is dead, yo.»
Dec 16 21:32:20 <TroyL> It's smudged, now. White in places, even.
Dec 16 21:32:25 <EchoFourDelta> «These wounds look weird, lemme know so we can get it tre- WHAT? Who's dead?»
Dec 16 21:32:25 <Pemander> "But it started vibrating soon as those birds showed up."
Dec 16 21:32:44 <Pemander> "Figure it's best to just ditch it."
Dec 16 21:33:05 <Dexanote> Myr peers at the feather, stonefaced. Are Ari's hands blackened?
Dec 16 21:33:13 <Pemander> She's wearing black gloves.
Dec 16 21:33:16 <Maddy> «The flame thrower truck.»
Dec 16 21:33:16 <Pemander> Impossible to tell.
Dec 16 21:34:09 <Ragazzo> Sleeps slithers off somewhere quietly.
Dec 16 21:34:10 <EchoFourDelta> «… Oh.»
Dec 16 21:34:15 <Dexanote> «Elle. What you want to say in these situations is "the car is totaled.". Not. That. It's. Dead. Thank you.» Myr says, clearly and calmly, into her radio.
Dec 16 21:34:31 <Ragazzo> There's a shotu!
Dec 16 21:34:38 <Dexanote> a what
Dec 16 21:34:42 <Maddy> «Sorry, yo.»
Dec 16 21:34:45 <Ragazzo> …shout.
Dec 16 21:34:58 <Ragazzo> Sleeps drags an unconscious arnold out of the trailer.
Dec 16 21:35:21 <Dexanote> Myr nods to Arianna. "Drop it. Cassy is a good warning system. We don't need one of their feathers."
Dec 16 21:35:31 <Dexanote> She looks back at the sho- "Oh god."
Dec 16 21:35:33 <Pemander> "Alright."
Dec 16 21:35:43 <Pemander> "Oh…no."
Dec 16 21:35:56 <Pemander> Arianna quickly picks the feather up and tosses it, then starts walking over to Arnold.
Dec 16 21:36:38 <Dexanote> Myr kneels on one knee, taking her lighter and carefully setting the feather alight. She makes sure not to actually touch it.
Dec 16 21:36:50 <Ragazzo> There's a gash on his forehead. Sleeps gingerly takes the man over to scott.
Dec 16 21:37:06 <Ragazzo> Birds. Fucking birds.
Dec 16 21:37:24 <Pemander> "If he's dead, I am going to be so fucking pissed. Is he dead?"
Dec 16 21:37:31 <Ragazzo> "No, no."
Dec 16 21:37:38 <Pemander> She sighs.
Dec 16 21:37:39 <Ragazzo> "I think he just passed out."
Dec 16 21:37:57 <TroyL> As the feather is lit, a breeze picks it up, sending it fluttering. It twists as it burns for a moment, then curls up in mid-air, falling to the ground. Myr… you detect the scent… of burning paper.
Dec 16 21:38:55 <Ragazzo> Ah /fuck/. There is ink and stuff on his reindeer tie.
Dec 16 21:39:00 <Ragazzo> He's not going ot like that
Dec 16 21:39:47 <Dexanote> Myr mouthes the word 'paper' to herself, standing again. She shakes her head at a stray thought, turning to return to the group.
Dec 16 21:41:56 <Ragazzo> "Scott?"
Dec 16 21:42:07 <EchoFourDelta> "Yes?"
Dec 16 21:42:16 <Ragazzo> Sleeps points at arnold.
Dec 16 21:42:18 <Maddy> «Let me know when you;re ready to move. We'll head to Anaconda Community Hospital.
Dec 16 21:42:20 <Ragazzo> Who is unconscious.
Dec 16 21:42:20 <Maddy> »
Dec 16 21:42:21 * TroyL is now known as TroyAway
Dec 16 21:42:25 <Ragazzo> And has a gash on his forehead.
Dec 16 21:43:14 <EchoFourDelta> "Well, fuck." Evans scoops the bag up and jogs over to the LAV, keying his mic as he goes.
Dec 16 21:43:20 <Pemander> Ari is kneeling next to Arnold trying to look as completely unconcerned as possible.
Dec 16 21:43:57 <Ragazzo> SHITS PRETTY BAD ARIANNA
Dec 16 21:44:04 <Ragazzo> LOOKS KINDA SEVERE
Dec 16 21:44:27 <Pemander> Stoic, bro. Bein' stoic.
Dec 16 21:45:47 <EchoFourDelta> He takes a knee beside Arnold, and checks his eyes. "Scalp wound. Not too serious. Always look worse than they really are." He checks Arnold's ears. "No cerebrospinal.. that's always good…"
Dec 16 21:47:14 <EchoFourDelta> How is Arnold situated, and where?
Dec 16 21:47:18 <Ragazzo> It's not at all hard to clean up, jsut looks like sleeps, but easier, actually.
Dec 16 21:47:22 <Ragazzo> Same place sleeps was.
Dec 16 21:49:14 <EchoFourDelta> "Ari. Help me get into the back of the SUV."
Dec 16 21:50:00 <Pemander> Arianna nods to him.
Dec 16 21:51:02 <EchoFourDelta> Evans moves around to Arnold's head, and lifts him by the armpits. "Get his feet."
Dec 16 21:51:07 <Dexanote> Myr climbs into the humvee, curled up in the back. She doesn't want to be seen.
Dec 16 21:51:15 * Ragazzo has quit (Quit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client)
Dec 16 21:51:53 <Pemander> Arianna grabs around his ankles. "On three, yeah? One, two…"
Dec 16 21:51:59 <Pemander> "Three." She lifts up.
Dec 16 21:52:21 <Pemander> Eh, scratch that. She grabs around his calves.
Dec 16 21:52:57 <Dexanote> As she's practised. :|
Dec 16 21:53:22 <EchoFourDelta> Evans steps backward and shoves Arnold into the back of his SUV.
Dec 16 21:53:24 <EchoFourDelta> …
Dec 16 21:53:28 <EchoFourDelta> bwahahahahahaha
Dec 16 21:53:56 <Pemander> …
Dec 16 21:55:02 * Tom90deg (~ten.tsacmoc.aw.1dsh.A58B6E76-CRInys|ged09moT#ten.tsacmoc.aw.1dsh.A58B6E76-CRInys|ged09moT) has joined #afteraction
Dec 16 22:02:31 <Pemander> "You have this covered, Scott?"
Dec 16 22:03:06 * Maddy has changed the topic to: Welcome to After Action. Please refer OOC text to #afteractionooc | Secondary room: #afteractionmission |RouteMap:http://maps.google.com/ Point A: Garnet Ghost Town, Montana, U.S.A. B: ??? - Current Location: Anaconda Hospital, Anaconda MT.
Dec 16 22:03:48 <EchoFourDelta> "Yeah, I got it."
Dec 16 22:04:24 <EchoFourDelta> He closes the door and clambers in up front, and sets to work on dressing the gash on Arnold's forehead.
Dec 16 22:04:49 <Maddy> Atropa gets back into the Hummer
Dec 16 22:05:30 <Pemander> Arianna goes to the trailer.
Dec 16 22:06:18 <Maddy> Eventully they drive to the Hospital in Anaconda