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 Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 5:55 pm
((That would not throw me off in the slightest. I have this whole scenario mapped. No matter what you do, I have it ready. You know, within reason and slight non-reason.
Uhh, the exploding glass? Durr!))
His rubbing stimulated blood flow. Not a good plan.
Crash and Farley were engaged in a brutal battle in the street. It was unclear who would win.
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 5:57 pm
((Joe: Learning from me and Fyrin? razz ))
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 5:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 6:00 pm
Blaine saw this and tried his hardest to stop trying to rub the cuts away, he was getting his hands bloody. That definitely helped the stopping process once he noticed.
He swore loudly and wiped the blood away from his hands and arms on his now (assumed) tattered jeans.
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 6:03 pm
Most of the blood was wiped off. Blaine quickly realized that he had no idea where to go.
The Blazers outside figured they should probably head inside.
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 6:05 pm
Z chased after Blaine, not sure where to go and assuming he might have a better idea of where the scientist would hide.
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 6:07 pm
"Hello?" Blaine called out as he ran, "Scientist guy? We're here to help you!"
He rounded a corner, ignoring Z. As long as he was ahead, he wouldn't have to worry.
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 6:09 pm
((Also, any involved, please post in OiM. We have one group stagnate and the other moving, I'm gonna fix that now))
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 6:14 pm
((OH MY GOD, MY EYES ARE BURNING AND I DON'T KNOW WHY. OWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.))
No response.
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 6:15 pm
((That sucks. TO THE EYEWASH STATION! Get just close enough so the flaps don't hit you in the eyes.))
Blaine headed up the stairs (if there were stairs). If not, Blaine continued to the nearest doorway and opened it.
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 6:16 pm
Z had hoped that the scientist would respond to the call of the goody two shoes. Clearly he wasn't on one side. Z wasn't sure what to do. The scientist could have gone anywhere in the building. Z caught a glimpse of inspiration as he came to the elevator of the building. He looked up to see if anyone was traveling in it.
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 6:19 pm
((No, I'm serious. This hurts really bad.))
Conundrum: There were stairs, but they were after four doors.
Z saw that there was an elevator in motion.
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 6:21 pm
Z smirked and pressed his hand to the elevator doors. He activated his mysticker but instead of trying to generate his own electrcity he tried to control hit. Namely to cause it to overload the elevator controls and stop it.
((Does this guy have a name cause that would be a lot easier.
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 6:24 pm
((His name is Karl.))
Z's attempt met with partial success: he caused the panel to spark and short, and the elevator slowed, but did not stop.
Unfortunately, he also turned off the light that showed what floor the elevator was on. He was also drained.
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 6:26 pm
"KARL!" Blaine called out.
Solution: Along the way, Blaine opened each of the rooms and examined the inside, calling out Karl's name each time.
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