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 Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 9:16 pm
Though Iwa wanted to make sure the fire stayed alight, footsteps in the background assured them people were coming to hopefully tend to it. For now, Iwa settled with being held by the man, staying silent for the time being as talking wasn't Iwa's strong point.
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 7:34 am
She enters the room as Olivia leaves, still carrying her first aid pack.
"I suggest all of you who are conscious," she glances at the unconscious girl on the floor, "leave for the fire immediately. Firstly, it needs tending or it will go out and secondly if you continue to remain around a dead body the likelihood of you ending up the same way increases greatly, and it's got nothing to do with murderers." She smiles and usher everyone out of the room
ALL PEOPLE WHO WERE IN KATHERINE'S ROOM ARE NO LONGER THERE
She then turns back. Picks up the unconscious girl and carries her to the fire. As the door to the room closes behind her a loud click is heard.
KATHERINE'S ROOM IS NOW LOCKED (by magical forces) THE ONLY ENTRY POINT IS THE WINDOW
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 2:57 pm
 As he was urged to stand Jan uttered a low growl of protest but otherwise put up no resistance. The woman didn't seem the type to accept a 'No'. And even if it weren't for that - one just doesn't argue with someone wielding a gun. Also following orders instead of trying to think for himself was probably a good idea until his head returned to a clearer state. Still this was yet another thing he hadn't intended to happen on this trip. According to his plans the only person allowed to drag him around was a young, cute and willing girl – not some bossy old hag. Though, as much as Jan hated to admit it, right now he was somewhat grateful for her help. Unconsciously he leaned into her shoulder a little more, nearly causing them both to fall over. When they arrived outside there were others around already. He recognized the man with the funny ears he had talked to in the dining car. "Hello again!" he hailed them, waving the bloody handkerchief, and for a moment he looked not quite as miserable anymore. Then the sudden motion sent his head swimming again and he quickly returned to clinging to Olivia.
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 3:05 pm
She quickly walks passed the older woman carrying the wounded man and deposits the girl by the fire.
She turns and heads towards the young gentleman, taking hold of his other side to help him to the fire side, still clutching her med kit.
"Don't worry," she said to him smiling, "you'll be fine soon enough. I'll help you to the fire and I'll come right back and sort that head of yours to stop the bleeding. Don't worry. I'm trained for this kinda of thing." The reassuring smile never left her face and the tone of voice left all with little doubt that she did indeed have training and was more than capable of dealing with the situation at hand.
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 6:33 pm
♦ ♣ ♥ ♠
Fifteen minutes remain on the fire. The flame is getting very small.
The strange mostly mute woman didn't seem to be particularly worried about the fire- she was likely used to surviving without light at night.
If anyone knew where to find more fuel though, it was probably her.
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 12:04 pm
Asmaren relaxed as the woman signed her apology. It seemed as though she would no longer be a threat to Iwa. Looking down, he noticed the skunk seemed content to be held, so he continued to do so, though he did shift her a bit in order to free one arm.
The woman's next gesture brought Maren's attention back to the matter at hand. He went to the broom stick and threw it into the dying fire. It caught, but would not buy them much time. He hoped that this woman indeed would know where more fuel was.
Just then, Maren noticed that most of the other passengers were arriving at the fire, included one who had apparently fainted. The talkative man from the dining car was also there, though apparently weak from a head wound. Returning his greeting and observing the others, he glanced again toward the fire. It was lower still. Drawing in a breath, he got ready to speak, only to pause. How am I to speak of the woman next to me when I know not her name? Still, he was to manage. Indicating her with his free hand, Maren spoke to the others. "This woman knows where to find fuel for the fire. I ask ye to help with the task, if ye are able."
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 10:32 pm
She waved a little in response, acknowledging that Asmaren was speaking about her- and then pointed off into the darkness, beyond where the light of the fire was presently reaching.
She seemed perfectly willing to guide you, but getting there was still going to require crawling through an unfamiliar scrap heap in the dark.
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 10:43 pm
Iwa pouted at the thought of journeying in the dark. The dark made venturing too hard, even more so if they had to climb piles of rubbish for something.
The fire didn't see to be able to stay much longer, especially with others only just getting out of the passenger train.
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 1:03 pm
[GM Note; there was no indication made that the skunk had any sort of magical powers, so unfortunately I can't let a ball of light be produced from nowhere ;< Any sort of special powers would need to be checked at the beginning of the game because Cannibal and I would need to be able to work around them when constructing the story.]
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 1:18 pm
[*bops head in agreement with Day* Magic adds a whole new level to a story and would have to be factored for in the story and plot progress. So sorry Iwa]
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 4:27 pm
Olivia feeling slightly worse for wear for her time as a crutch ‘is this boy a sack of potatoes in disguise?’ helped the tourist sit down. Opening up the first aid kit she had been carrying she looked through the contents. Girl scouts had been useful, however she really only knew the basics ‘I hope it will be enough.’ The tall lady with the swords approached and indicated her knowledge of the situation, faintly relieved Olivia nodded and offered the other first aid kit “There are some things in here if you need anything further” Leaving the tourist in what appeared to be capable hands Olivia muffled a sigh and glanced at the others illuminated by the fire light.
A brief sentence from the Elf boy caused Olivia to take a second look at the dwindling fire. ‘Wonderful, another thing to attend to’ Standing up again she gave the dirty woman and the elf boy a square look “Alright then, we had better be quick.” Showing them her gun she continued “No funny business mind you”
OOC: Sorry but I have to afk for about a week. Just assume that Olivia tags along and gathers fire wood with you.
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 8:21 am
She walked rather quickly back to the train, having simply told the others to keep an eye on the young man and to make absoultely certain that he remained consious under any circumstances.
She returned from her room with a large basin of water and some shampoo she has packed for just such and occasion as this.
"I need to wash the blood out of your hair before I can seal the wound. It's an antiseptic shampoo. It shouldn't hurt."
She got straight to work and within moments the young man's hair was at least clean, the water now stained red. A rumage in her own kit showed a tube. She lifted his hair from around the wound and prompty glued it back together [yes this is what they go if you have a head wound, I would know considering I've had it done myself]
"That's the wound sealed. You can't wash your hair for a while though or it won't heal and you'll start bleeding again. Be careful."
She stood up and walked to the other side of the fire and sat, as if quietly waiting for something to happen.
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 10:05 pm
[Eh, no worries. Never intended to do anything magical anyways.]
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 6:28 pm
♦ ♣ ♥ ♠
[S'alright xD Unrelated GM note, sorry for my absence the past few days- trying to come up with a bunch of money to get into a school for a semester starting in like two weeks. Go me!]
The silent woman didn't seem impressed by the gun. She stared rudely at Olivia, and seemed to be moving intentionally slower as a form of protest.
This was confirmed a few moments later when she stopped to pick up completely irrelevant wreckage from another train in the crater and look at it. The expression on her face indicated that she knew exactly how much time she was wasting by doing so.
For all that she was in a crater and filthy (and likely half feral at this point) she was clearly not stupid and knew what the gun was, and wasn't about to be bullied freely.
The protest is costing you time. Ten minutes remain on the fire.
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 4:45 am
[I also must apologise for my lack of posting. University started up again this week and life has become a little manic. But the plot shall go ON!]
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