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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2014 4:24 pm
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2014 4:25 pm
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2014 4:26 pm
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2014 4:29 pm
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-4)
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Akina Tokuwa rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2014 5:06 pm
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Cell 13 - Room B -- Hanna, Jack, Finn, Ripley
Was Hanna unknowingly on a weird mission double date?
Her eyes bounced with amusement from Ripley to Finn and then back to Jack from confirmation, but they were moving quickly again. Hanna cared more about the job than anything else. It pleased her how fast they were able to pass through quarantine with their patient. She awarded them a mental gold star.
This mission was going so simply that Hanna began to grow a little anxious. Jack was feeling it too, apparently. "Might be more interesting," she said to Jack. "Maybe they'll let us study some of them. Something other than chauffeur duty." The speaker in the room crackled, a silent reminder that people were listening.
When they reached the next room, Hanna knelt down to latch the chain she carried to the floor and then began to follow Finn toward the door. The patient almost immediately began to thrash. Hanna paused momentarily, turning over her shoulder. "He must like you," she said to Finn, smirking.
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kuropeco rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2014 5:24 pm
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Cell 15 Arorangi, Lydia & Oliver
Arorangi reached out a hand and grasped Oliver's shoulder, giving it a firm squeeze. "We do this very carefully," he said, with a firm nod. "Do not fear too much, little bird, we will be all right. We will be able to do this and do it together, because we are a team!"
He gave both of them an encouraging smile, and as Lydia set to work on one of the chains, Arorangi went to work on another one. He grasped it in his thick fingers and pulled, and the patient lunged towards him, teeth snapping, saliva dripping down its chin. Arorangi put a hand against its chest and pushed backwards.
"You poor thing," he said, echoing Lydia's sentiments. "Do not worry, friend, we will get you out of here."
Chains: 3 / 4
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medigel rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Enoh Love rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2014 5:44 pm
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13 - B
"Substitute whiskey for smokes, and I'm in." It seemed like a good idea anyway. The stress of nothing happening was enough to warrant a bad habit break in one form or another; things didn't often go well on Deus, and this was going a little too well for his tastes. If his previous - and near constant - visits to the infirmary were any indication, this was just a calm before the storm.
"Later?" Ripley parroted Finn's oh-so-charming comment, sounding minutely surprised and even going so far as to raise a brow. Why not? Two could play at that game. His snark was a show; under that mask of his, his discomfort grew.
Quietly, he agreed to the studying bit; it would be interesting...if someone provided some sort of personal protective equipment. They had made great time, and continued to make great time, and studying seemed like a great reward. An unlikely reward, but a reward. It seemed the only mishap so far had been the patient vomiting on Finn, which was less of a mishap and more funny since it didn't seem to have an affect on the man. The reoccurring thought continued to nag at him: whatever was about to happen? It wasn't going to be good. He watched Hanna latch her chain, and almost laughed at her comment. Almost.
"Someone has to." A brief, lopsided grin was flashed in Hanna's general direction before he leaned his head back; a reflex move to keep his head away from the thrashing patient. It wasn't settling down after that, and Ripley had no choice; he stooped to tether, but as he walked away, he heard it.
A clear, crisp snap.
Timer: 25/30
(( WATCH AS I ROLL A 4 ))
(( GOOD JOB RIPLEY you loser brb re-rolling ))
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Skye Starrfyre rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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its me debz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2014 5:53 pm
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cell 17 room b leslie + abbi + nora
"She probably ******** is," Leslie commiserated, "but there's four others to worry about, so it's not like she had any ******** time for me anyway."
There was no way in hell that he was changing how he talked for some uppity b***h. Who did she think she was, anyway?
Leslie moved away from the strapped down patient, grimacing. "Jesus, it's a good thing they don't get this bad in the infirmary. Usually." He eyeballed Abbi and her chattering teeth. It was cold, but...not that bad.
We help, youngling. You are accustomed to the chill.
Yeah okay, thanks or whatever.
Timer: 30s
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Enoh Love rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2014 6:00 pm
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13 - B
The tether he had just placed broke free, and the patient thrashed wildly in an attempt to break the others. Internally, Ripley groaned; of course this would happen to him. It always happened to him. Things had been going to well, and this was the start of a charming downwards spiral.
So he turned on his heel and walked right back to the patient, watching it carefully to try and avoid the thrashing, twisting creature to reclaim the tether. Once it was back in his gloved hands, he crouched down to secure it once more, and made another hasty exit, slowing near the end to listen for another snap.
When it didn't come, he made a hasty exit with the others.
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Yayoi rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2014 6:08 pm
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