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 Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 10:39 am
"Ooooooouuuuugh... myhead..." Johan sat up very, very slowly, head cradled between his hands as though he were afraid it would fall off. Feeling sand in his hair, he risked cracking open an eye to look around. A sandy beach, relentless fog (thank Jack), and a lot of students. "Vhere am I?" The pale sorcerer attempted to recollect any events which might have led up to this particular location. He'd been on a ship, attempting to keep both Christof and that Haddiya demon from touching him. Purple cruel-aid, and an experimental potion. Okay, the last thing he definitely remembered was falling into one of the hammocks in the boils' cabin. Apparently, mixing purple cruel-aid and Blind Man's Bluff was not a good idea. Wincing again at the pain in his forehead, Johan realized he must have passed out, and that they had arrived at wherever it was they'd been sailing to. So, this was a hangover. Johan swore then and there never to touch anything intoxicating again. He managed to push himself to his feet, and began to reach for his magic, only to find it was completely gone. Jack dammit! Not again! This was exactly like the Christmas Town fiasco! Muttering darkly about the teachers and stupid wars, he stumbled over to the tent, and grabbed one of the knapsacks, and a Heavy Worn Old Book. He knew the drill. Now what? He looked to the surrounding students for some clue as to what they were supposed to be doing. ((Johan has four posts and my minipet profile is Zee.))
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 11:11 am
And it was back to square one in the fog. At least here, the Boil could be attended to and get back into working order. Damien, not sure what to do with himself, decided to move the weapons onto a different table, so the limbs and pieces could rest on there. having sand in your stitches may not be very desirable.
It wasn't exactly the proper time to make an introduction so he decided to give the red hatted figure some space. This .... was it a trip for them? Whatever it is, it was indeed very hazardous. Not to mention mysterious, there were many things that needed to be addressed, and those cloaked reapers had a few of those answers.
But where to start? And so, he began to pace, mulling over what he learned in the last few hours.
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 11:15 am
Malodore arrowed towards one place and one place only - the mysterious device. Something about it felt like home, or at least close enough to make it feel better. "Bring Christof," it called out, gesturing to those who had bits of the patchwork. "I think this device will help not only him, but all of us." Indeed, just standing next to it was making the plague doctor feel less damaged.
It began pulling out suture thread from its sleeves though, just in case the device didn't do the trick and manual reassembly would be required. It was getting quite good at this... though it rather wished it hadn't had so many opportunities to practice!
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 11:23 am
Still missing his head, since it was safe in Riley's care but not with the rest of the parts so far, the rest of his body tingled this close to the odd contraption. He couldn't hear or see, but he felt numerous hands slowly becoming clearer as the numb was chased away by delicious healing Fear... Fingertips twitched, a leg spasmed and nearly kicked the demon-dog nearby. Mostly, though, he was hurting. This was not a pleasant island. Instinctively, the parts shifted, trying to crawl their way closer to the healing device like a cat trying to curl up as close to a fireplace as possible without setting their tail on fire...
((Riley where are yoooou you have his head XD ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 11:27 am
Barth's pace was slow enough that he had ended up alone in the fog again.
He arrived after Calder, to drop off Christof's arm. It was his mostly-human arm, the one with Barth's mark burned in the shoulder. He had plenty of time to look at it on the way down the beach.
It wouldn't be there much longer. Six more days...
Would it even matter? He'd like to think that he and Christof would still be alive then. But they were short on supplies. The fog was oppressive, and there were no pumpkin pills.
"I know you can't hear me," he said to the arm, "since you aren't an ear. But we're a long way from Halloween. So I have an Order for you. It might not make a difference, but you're in debt a little while longer. So in the meanwhile, Don't Die."
His sigil glowed once, in faint acknowledgment, then dimmed again.
The supply tent came into view.
Christof's torso. He put the arm nearby, then sat down to rest a little himself.
(Recovering HP for the day, then heading out)
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 11:29 am
Vashtya Shooting the avarice demon a narrow-eyed glare, Aedan resisted the urge to stick his tongue out at Garrett...barely. He looked almost disgustingly chipper. Probably wasn't even seasick, hmph. "I hope you find a room full of shiney things...that you can't have." he muttered, managing a toothy grin. Looking around, he was surprised at just how many students seemed to have been washed ashore...so to speak. "Did all the boats crash?" he asked after a moment. If so, he doubted it was a coincidence. This can't be good.((EDIT: and this would be my 4th post in the event...so next one will include my minipets profile heart ))
"Bah, don't say such things! It's blasphemy!" Garrett glanced at the group of students as well and shook his head. "No idea. We were kinda... ejected from ours. But the shark ride was pretty interesting!"
At the mention of the grabbing of supplies, he nodded with grim agreement. "Better safe than sorry I suppose." He snagged up a brown knapsack, and grimaced at the 'weapon' selection. "What good's that dusty ol' book gonna do? You gonna stand and throw it?" Practicality wasn't exactly the order of the day with this either.... Best choice he could make for himself was the battered sword hilt. He cast a wary glance at the shadowy hooded figure, unsure of what to expect of all this.
"So uhh... what now?" He turned to Aedan with his typical fangy lopsided grin.
Profile = TemptingGenesis
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 11:32 am
Sighing, he rose up from the beach, feeling a little sick. He was looking at the map and wondering where to go, but despite not being as bad off as others, he did want to rest a bit and if he was going to, it was best to sit around them and hear where they were going. Either to find out where to avoid or where to go.
Rising up, he moved over to where everyone was collected and like before, he seemed to navigate closer to Barth. Near here, he could feel the energy moving over him and felt a bit better. He plopped down beside him and watched as everyone worked to help Christof. It seemed that, depending on what happened, Barth might have a clinging buddy for some of the trip.
((Resting to recover HP. Will head out with Barth. Yes Barth, you had a shadow. *Clings*))
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 11:41 am
It felt nice to be by the portal that practically flung him in this situation. It did wonders for that strike the reaper left on Damien's back, guess it gave off enough FEAR to mend wounds. Which was good news for the dismembered boil lying near the table. He watched as the limbs twitched and sputtered back to life. He watched in morbid fascination how the limbs worked their way back to his stump of a body.
And how a leg decided to try and kick him on the way. Such a rude little humpty dumpty! But it was a sign that he was still kicking, so to speak.
The individuals from the group naturally decided to gather around the portal too, to heal and possibly feel safe with camaraderie.
They still needed to discuss what would be their next step. hopefully it would be a step in the right direction.
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 11:50 am
Riley had placed Christof's head gently beside his body, but as soon as she'd released him she moved away from the group. She didn't go far, but she kept her distance. Her form was turned away, facing the ocean waves as they licked the shore. Her arms wrapped around herself body tightly, as if she had a chill. She felt no such cold, despite the fact that she still was only wearing her bathing suit. She couldn't really feel anything except an aching and all consuming guilt, followed by a boiling anger for feeling guilt in the first place.
She was slowly being torn apart.
She knew choices had to be made, and quickly - but all she could do was stare at the waves as they ebbed in and out. She could feel herself following their constant shift of ebb and flow, somewhere deep inside.
She had never felt so lost before.
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 11:57 am
It was sad when Calder looked about to find hardly anyone talking. Then again, a reaper beating sure brought down morale. Already in the dumps, he knew that with one reaper already showing up here to flip over a table, it might not be good to stick around. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out the map he had and set it down on the ground, staring at it.
"If we walk in the fog, we just get lost and attacked. I didn't even see Christof until he was...." He glanced up to the body parts that now made up his friend. Frowning, he returned to the map.
"So finding a building or just some made place would best." He looked the map over. "There is a lighthouse, an abandoned town, this field....might have a farm there or not..." At least it didn't say abandoned. "....and ..." His finger hovered over the cave and decided against. Sure. Go to the scary cave. THAT sounded safe.
"Lighthouse has light, so hopefully no fog. Abandoned town might have supplies or better weapons. The field could have food or maybe a farm." All of them were rather long walks of around the same distance.
He couldn't decide.
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 11:59 am
Before heading toward the Lighthouse, Aksaja wandered over near the strange contraption where it seemed several others were gathering to allow wounds to heal. Glancing about, he spotted Riley sitting over by herself, just . . . staring at the water.
"Hey," the lightning dragon said softly, walking up behind her. "You okay?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 12:00 pm
This close tot he contraption, the head regained some of the color in it's mismatched cheeks, eyes flickering open and the remaining attached arm dimly tried to reach for it to put it back into place, but it didn't seem to want to stay without holding it. Torn stitches! It was Christmas all over again. He was thinking clearer now, and the pain was slowly being replaced by that disconnected feeling of being in pieces. An improvement, somewhat. The symbol on his arm was itching, but he wasn't sure why. Had Barth asked him something? Tentatively, the pieces tried to sit up, his arm holding his head in position to try to look around as Riley came and went.
Was she angry with him? Had he let her down? An anxious whine escaped his throat, brows furrowing as his eyes darted from face to face of the students who had apparently gathered his parts and brought them here, giving a short nod of thank you before attempting to stand- unfortunately that leg, while feeling alive again thanks to the contraption, still needed new stitches. He caught himself before he fell, at least, holding his head up carefully as he stared at the mindflayer.
Mistress? I'm sorry I failed you, Mistress. I hit. You told me not to but I did. I'm sorry. If you are angry with me... He could dimly remember the map... where would they all go? Calder seemed ready to form a plan, nd it sounded logical, but Duty Called. Love thy Master Before Thyself. Brows knit, he glanced to his friends a moment before once again trying to reach out to the somber Mind Flayer. Mistress? Where shall we go?
((HP regained I assume! XD ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 12:08 pm
Riley did not move in reaction to Aksaja's presence, nor did she look in his direction. Still, she wasn't rude, and responded to Aksaja with a deflated sounding Not really. No. Even this response made her stomach churn. Since when had she gotten into the habit of telling the truth, anyway? The correct answer was Yes, of course, now go away.
But it wasn't the truth.
The shore crashed once more, white foam licking the lip of the shore invitingly.
Riley's eyes closed when she heard Christof's voice, but she didn't move. She wanted to turn and assure him with more than just her words, but she didn't. The shore held her eyes captive.
You did not fail me, Christof. I failed you. Was the quiet, and abrupt, answer. Focus on healing. You'll need your strength.
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 12:12 pm
The lightning dragon glanced over at Christof when the patchwork boil also walked over. He was practically holding his head on his shoulders, since it . . . didn't appear to be attached at the moment. That was. Kind of ew. But obviously Christof was all right (mostly) since he was walking around.
Riley wasn't, though. Which was decidedly odd for the mindflayer. Even weirder was that she wasn't even trying to act like she was all right. "Did . . . something happen?" Aksaja asked, taking another step or two closer. He didn't want to piss her off or anything by prying too much, but this was strange. Riley just. Didn't act like this.
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 12:14 pm
"This island might be weird..." Belladonna mused, one hand reaching up to her chin. "The fog might come FROM the island and not the water. But in any event, staying on the shoreline is a good idea." With that she took Daisuke's hand a little firmer and pointed between Lilura and Nyrikki. "You two hold hands too. We can link up and stay together that way." A sly smile formed that she quickly got rid of. "Anyone wanting to join us, including you Night, I think that's Night? Um! We're on the shore!" And with that she departed to the shoreline. ((Link is here and anyone can join, just post and let us know! See you there!))
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