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 Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2013 10:03 pm
Sasha glanced over her shoulder at Wash. There was a conflict deep in her chest, a pang of something that felt almost a little like guilt. Almost. "Do you think you can fit, Wash? Maybe Dylon?" Evan was completely out of the question. Sasha paused and turned back to peer into the depths of the cabinet. "I'm almost certain I can fit."
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Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2013 10:06 pm
Anyone fairly weighty or muscular would have trouble crawling through the passage.
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Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2013 10:27 pm
Jerry, while tall, was still fairly slight, despite his efforts to work out as much as possible. "I er... suppose... I'd fit... but... but we should probably stay as a unit?" He cleared his throat again, fidgeting nervously with his newly found can of beans.
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 6:51 am
Dylon walked over as Jerry and Sasha talked, giving the dark haired woman his attention soon after. "Um.. probably." Dylon nodded. He seemed shorter than the other men, and was definitely on the slim side in comparison. "I think as long as we don't go in alone we should be okay?" He gave Jerry a smile and a shrug. He looked to Sasha again. She'd have absolutely no trouble with her figure and height, getting into that passage. "Well, I'll go in with someone. Just say the word." It was dark and creepy, but this was the job, right? He fished a flashlight out of his pack right away.
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 7:43 am
Sasha was quiet as she stared down at the open cabinet, arms crossed over her chest. "Jerry and Dylon, see if you fit. If you don't, we'll consider other options."
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 8:33 am
Jerry debated his options. Dylan was new, just a trainee as far as he knew- he didn't recognize him, anyway. Send him in first? But if something DID go wrong.... "You know... I could probably... blast it open wider?" He offered, if only to buy some time before plunging down into the dark hole of mystery and probably death.
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 9:26 am
"No."
Sasha's voice broke just a little. She immediately cleared her throat.
"No. You have to understand that this place is different. This is not like any other place I've encountered. I don't think we need to start... drawing attention to ourselves. The longer we stay undetected, the better off we'll be."
Sending a narrow-eyed look towards Jerry, then glancing towards Wash, Sasha continued.
"I need to know what's in there."
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 10:06 am
"Right! Right, right okay. D-down the hole." One more glance to Dylan before, to his dismay, he realized as a full Hunter he probably SHOULD, ethically, try to head down before the trainee. "You'll be right behind me, right?" He gave the young man a nervous smile before shoving the can of beans into Sasha's hands, straightening his coat, and attempting to crawl into the cabinet head first before he chickened out.
If he was lucky, this would just lead to a wine cellar.
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 10:15 am
The trainee nodded to Jerry with an assured smile on his face. "Right behind you."
Dylon chuckled and nodded to Sasha, "I'll make sure he doesn't blow anything up." He assured Sasha with a mock salute, ducking to his knees to see oif Jerry could fit first before following.
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 12:32 pm
The passage is a narrow fit but both hunters manage to get some ways before there is no longer a passage at all, just a very sudden drop.the ooc Each needs to roll 1 d20 to determine their damage. If the damage is greater than 10 something is sprained, making movement difficult until they're next healed.
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Bilious rolled 1 20-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 12:32 pm
Jerry grunted, worming his way through while breathing deeply as the claustrophobia started to sink in.
Keep your head. Mind on the mission, Roar assured him.
"Easy for you to say-" He started in a grumble before suddenly the tunnel stopped. Before he could grab a hold of something, he felt Dylon coming up behind and suddenly he was lurching through darkness with a wild yell.
He landed heavily, rolling with a yelp of pain as he grabbed a hold of his leg. "Look out! There's... there's a drop!" He shouted above him, but it was more than likely too late.
HP: 49
Damage: Sprained Ankle
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Bittiface rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 12:34 pm
HP: 26
Sprained Wrist
Dylon followed after Jerry, the fit was narrow and uncomfortable, but at least he didn't feel like he'd get crushed. It was hard to see, impossible even. At least things seemed to be going smoothly---
Dylon must have been following closer than he thought, for as soon as he heard Jerry yelp, Dylon was falling too. His warning was met with a grunt of pain beside the taller hunter. Dylon winced, a shot of pain running up and down his wrist. It hurt to lean on, so much he held it to his chest as he lifted himself with his uninjured hand.
"Nng.. Jerry? Are you okay, man?" Dylon asked, looking up into the dark. "Sasha! There was a drop!" The young man struggled to find his flashlight, turning it on to look around.
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Bittiface rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 12:39 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 12:50 pm
"Well."
Wash paused.
"That sounded messy."
He ducked into the pantry as far as he could manage, but couldn't seem to get his shoulders much past the door.
"You two ok down there?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 12:56 pm
The cellar was incredibly deep with high stone walls a good forty to fifty feet above them. It was suddenly less a cellar and more a dungeon. One one side, a narrow set of stair offered an escape. Unfortunately, midway through, there's a large gap in them.
The dungeon itself holds many boxes of dry goods, canned goods, and many jars of picked goods, some fresh, some extremely old and suspicious. Against one wall is a stack of small casks, holding what proves to be a good ale. There's a table and chairs, a woodburning stove with a stack of wood beside it, and a small cot as well.
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