Chailee Sterling - Let's take our chances and open the door - that water doesn't have anywhere else to go! (Scalpel) The coming of the morning would have passed Chailee by as she had finally dozed off into a fairly sound slumber in the early morning hours. Her dreams had been...not pleasant, but they hadn’t jerked her awake at any point which was a feat considering what she had experienced. Perhaps her time as a senshi had desensitized her to things?
It was the click of the loudspeaker and the voice of the General that roused her and immediately put her on high alert. “Friends?” she questioned. Wasn’t what they had experience yesterday enough? Were these friends actual youma? After all, this was a General speaking. Surely the negaverse was intending on utilizing youma for their dirty work.
Lost in her thoughts, Chailee eventually noticed that she was getting wet. That brought her attention to the steady drip drop drip drop of water and quickly enough she realized something was going on. “We need to get out of here.” She said as she got to her feet. Glancing at Kathryn to helped the girl up if needed before hurrying to the door to try and open it. Scary clown or not outside they needed to find the exit and getting out of this room and away from the water was the first step.
Maybe, if she got lucky enough, she’d be able to pull away from the group and power up. At least then she could protect the group should anything bad happen.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 11:15 am
Mercy Haynes [Scalpel(1d6)] - Option 3
When Mercy had heard the voice of a younger girl than she, asking questions of their... colorful hosts choice of words, she made her way over, and with a polite curtsy, plopped down next to the girl to eat their lunchables.
"It's not a nice word - but it basically means stupid person." Mercy supplied with a small smile to the young girl. "I will admit I'm not fond of the tour either..."
She would do what she could to keep the girl calm overnight, but in the morning - when the water started to drip in, she knew they would need to move. The Negaverse never did anything by half - ever - the livid scar on her back spoke to that.
So checking to make sure the girl was close, she moved to the door as quickly as she could, scalpel ready and able as she moved to help anyone else get it unlocked and open.
"Lucia!" Giulia practically tackled her friend happily, relieved to see her there. "I will remember. I won't go too far away, Lucia. I'll stay real close. We'll keep each other safe." Giulia hadn't gotten anything to protect herself with, but she was smart. And she was a princess. More GOOD magical people would come to aid her and Ara soon. They had to.
She beamed at Mercy as the other girl joined her at her picnic and they nommed their sad little dinner, and went to bed.
"Is a ******** like a nuthumper?" she asked in the morning. If a nuthumper was a stupid person, like Mercy had said... "I think General Obsidian is a ******** and a nuthumper."
The water smacked her in the face, and she blinked up at the ceiling. Water- maybe her seal prince would come and be the one to take her away from here? His whole house was made of water. The six year old stared up at the ceiling, lower lip trembling.
[Collect the bedpans - or at least hers and Tristan's]
She wasn't sure when she'd fallen asleep against Tristan's shoulder, somehow having found the constitution to actually sleep despite the circumstances. He'd made a good pillow, at least.
Cerissé had regrets. Her stomach was far from happy the next morning and she kind of wished she had at least tried to eat something. But no, she'd been too good for food. She hoped she would at least be able to stop at a drinking fountain at some point during the morning so she could at least silence a bit of her stomach.
She'd barely been able to register being awake when the familiar voice returned over the intercom. General Obsidian, greeting them all for the morning like a champion a*****e. That's right, she'd used one of her big-girl curses to categorize one of her own people. Mostly, Cerissé was upset because she was being inconvenienced.
"Did you sleep alright?" she asked, unsure if Tristan had even slept at all, taking in his face as a very pleasant start to the day until the dripping began. Cerissé looked up at it and frowned.
While she hadn't picked up her bedpan, it seemed Tristan had (thanks, buddy) and between the two of them..there were a whole two bedpans. Cerissé used one to umbrella her head as she pondered the best place to start dumping water.
Maybe the break room sink?
Maybe.
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When she woke up, Lilith groaned, having to take a few moments to figure out where she was, and what was going on. Not that the reality was a very nice thing to acknowledge in this case, but it explained why she was sleeping at a random table, with a cat curled up at her head.
As she got up and stretched, the sound of water dripping got her attention, and when the source was discovered--not just dripping but actually becoming an issue--she quickly opted to return to the door they'd first come through. It didn't sound like the clown was still present... so why deal with all this water, and risk their safety? They had to keep moving, they couldn't just stay there.
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Cassie Finlay { Broken Wheelchair Fragment } Collect bedpans
Waking up with a strain in her neck wasn't her ideal way to start the day, but given the circumstances once her mind caught up, she couldn't complain... too much, all things considered. She groaned, annoyed that she couldn't get more food, or even water--the dripping, flowing water wasn't safe. It came from this place, it wasn't safe.
Ignoring the gross factor of it all, she collected some of the bedpans and put them beneath the dripping water, hoping to at least... keep some of it from going everywhere. Wasn't like anyone was using them for anything else, right? Her nose wrinkled. At least she hoped no one had used them for anything else.
Réalta yawned and stretched when Lilith and Cassie got up, her fangs bared as she arched and stretched. She'd not properly slept. Dozed off? Yes. But actually slept? No. Nor had she anticipated that she would. Oh she got a few morning pets and scratches from the girls, which she highly appreciated, and did a quick round of the room to make sure others were at least well enough, considering the situation.
When the water began to drip, and then splat, she bristled, going to immediately assist with directing Lilith towards the door, hoping she would open it quickly. She couldn't hear the clown from the previous night, even as her ear pressed to the space beneath the door for a few moments--at least, before the rising water made it difficult to do.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 11:45 am
Richard Jones ~ Broken Wheelchair Fragment ~ Option three
"Well they probably had something stocked for the people who were moving things in. Or it could be this General who did it." Richard said to Xi-wang when he heard the younger man talk about not trusting the food.
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He had been awake but not moving out of where he had been sitting by the time Obsidian's voice came over the speaker, not having much to do besides think and talk to others until they were let out of the break room anyway. At the announcement that there would be even more monsters to deal with he gave a small sigh then got to his feet. "Come on Kitkat, time to once again try to get out of here." He said and offered a hand to the slightly taller man to help him to his feet. As he was doing this water started to drip on them from the ceiling, slowly getting heavier.
"Guess that's one way to get a morning shower." Richard said with a little snarky smile then moved over to try and open the door. They would have to leave anyway and he wasn't seeing any obvious drains for the water to go so might as well get going now.
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RESULTS:
Option One:
You and your clever companions collect all of the bedpans and attempt to collect the water that's continually dripping down from the ceiling. In no time, however, the dripping turns into literal pouring and the water overflows the bedpans, now rising up from the floor at a very swift rate. In a matter of seconds, whatever water pipes that burst above your head is waterfalling the water down onto you and your companions - eeep!
Option Two:
You are a useless individual, but at least you're clean now.
Your shower is cold and a little bit smelly, the amount of water coming down onto your head turning the shower into a swim as you soon find yourself almost waist deep in water. As you stand and watch the others struggle, you suddenly feel something latch on to your ankle and drag you under the water. Gargling and screaming under the murky water, it starts to seem hopeless as your fingers aren't able to pry off the iron-like grip around your ankle.
It isn't until you're about to black out from oxygen deprivation that your other foot kicks the grip and you're released back up towards the surface.
Option Three:
After arguing with your other companions about whether or not you should take your chances on the crazy clown outside, a few of you are able to pull the door free, releasing the massive amount of water that has accumulated as well as yourselves.
As the door is shoved open, water gushes out and onto the unit's linoleum flooring. You hear the dripping from the break room ceiling begin to lessen....wait, was this the Negaverse's way of flushing you out of your hiding spot?
Down the hall, the only evidence left behind by your creepy admirer is a round, red rubber nose that sits in the middle of the hallway, taunting you.
Nurse Harmony, soaked to the bone with the rest of you, returns to leading the pack out of there. Turning the corner out of the unit, she's attempting to lead you down a separate hallway towards the stairwell across the hospital but you find yourself stopped by two shadowy figures blocking the hallway.
There's no way to avoid them and from the looks of things, they have no intentions of moving. They appear to be shadow dogs, judging by the way they stand on all four limbs, hunkered down. Red eyes peer at you and you hear low rumbles, as if they were growling in your direction.
Do you...
Option One
Um. There's no way you're going to head that way...you'll take your chances and go back to the clown.
Option Two
Run at the animals, weapons raised. You're tired of being victimized and it's time to strike back!
Option Three
You decide to show the creatures that love triumphs over all by approaching the animals with the intentions of petting the poor, clearly abused little fluffykins.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 12:03 pm
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Chailee Sterling - Run at the animals, weapons raised. You're tired of being victimized and it's time to strike back! (Scalpel) Finally getting the door open Chailee gasped a bit as the collecting water rushed past them and out on the the floor. If they hadn’t gotten out quickly enough she had a very bad feeling that that room may have been the death of them all with how swiftly the water had been rising.
Watching the water drain, her eyes lighted upon the clown nose and a shiver ran down Chailee’s spine. She’d never been afraid of clowns before but now...well….now she was at least not keen on them and really had no intention on putting herself in the same room as one again if she could help it. So, when teh shadow dogs manifested that had made her mind up. With no interest in running towards the clown and knowing that those dogs were most likely youma, Chay decided to take initiative. With her little scalpel she joined others who decided to throw themselves at the dogs.
It was a terrifying thing to do no powered up. She was well aware what a youma could do to a person. But she wanted to protect her group and new friend so...what else was there? Still, she did keep back from those with more gusto and opted to instead remain ready for the dogs incase they broke loose and ran for the rest of the group.
Kathryn - would have tried door. (( faced with shadow dogs or clown, Kathryn's taking the fight to the dogs ))
Well Kathryn hadn't really appreciated the deluge that poured from the ceiling and knowing that the best idea would be to try and get the door open left her to squabbling with those that thought using the bedpans would suffice. Oh at first it seemed like a brilliant plan ... that is until the water started gushing down into the room from the ceiling. Even those that were attempting to use the gentle falling water as a shower were caught off guard. Gritting her teeth at the discomfort of now soggy clothes the young woman slogged through the rising water and lent her strength to try and get the door open. In knowing that that was the only reasonable option Kathryn put everything she had into getting that pesky locked door to open.
Suddenly the door burst open and Kathryn panted as she felt the water rush by, almost knocking her over in the process. Flinging excess water away from herself she let others pass her before following the rest of the group.
It was when Nurse Harmony stopped again that Kathryn had the nerve to peer around and see just what was the cause for disruption this time. Apparently there where two rather, aggressive, shadow dogs that had decided to block the escape route. Kathryn's grip on her broken IV pole tightened. There was no real thought in her mind besides the fact that she really really didn't want to run away or try befriending the creatures.
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bringing fact to light that Kathryn's charging the shadow dogs
She could have sworn she heard the vague sounds of a flushing drain as the water spilled from the room and swept them out into the hallway. Cerissé was upset. She was beyond upset. If someone were to tell her inner Tantalite to purify right then in order for the right to punch Obsidian in the face, she would have taken it in an instance and absolutely punch him in the face (and then have to restructure the rest of her life...Hmmm).
With the bedpans still in hand, Cerissé did her best to not swear as she followed Tristan down along the hallway after the nurse.
She lingered behind the tall man as she peered at the shadowy canids down the way, then shook her head. "I'm going to head back the other way. I'm not touching those." She had a bedpan, that would do snot-all against a dog. It probably wouldn't do much against the clown if it was still around, but......
clowns at least ran slower than people.
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I know you're away, just quoting so you can see what Tris was dragged along on ;P
She was a little more than waist-high in water in a second, and Giulia gave a loud, unhappy wail.
One which was cut off as she was dragged under the water. The small girl gasped out, choking and trying to breathe, small lungs filling up quickly. She kicked, and she struggled, but no one was there near her. She hadn't stayed close enough to Lucia. She- she couldn't breathe, couldn't see, everything hurt, and the grip on her ankle was g...
Giulia didn't remember kicking that final time, just like she didn't remember floating limply out of the room into the hall, choking and sputtering, curled up, soaked and shivering. The nurse helped collect her, and led them down the hall, and Giulia went with her, still coughing up nasty water.
Puppies!
Wheezing, she moved forward, open-handed and unarmed. "Hi puppies," she told the doggsies, "Come on. We'll find out way out together. You don't have have to be scared of me. I'm Giulia."
With the door open, she let Réalta lead her on, even if she found it amusing that the feline paused to bat at the nose--and then, from the sounds of the squeaking, kick it down the hall. They went on quickly, following Nurse Harmony's urging down the hallway, and when people around her gasped and made their commotions, Lilith stuttered to a stop.
Her ears pricked, hearing... growling? Immediately, her heart sank. With all the talk of ghosts and ghouls... she could only think of the grims. Animals offered as sacrifices to protect and guide the dead in a new cemetery, or protect a church. While surely none such things would happen at a hospital, from what she understood, or on these lands--never mind being a modern facility--she still felt horrid for the creatures. She moved slowly, trying to slip off along to the side of them, speaking softly to the canine sounding creatures.
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Cassie Finlay { Broken Wheelchair Fragment } Taking chances with the clown
"No, no you're not, we're leaving," she griped with her cousin when she began to speak gently to the monsters. Freaking hell hounds. They'd be better with the clown than this! These guys looked fast and deadly, and not a good combo to tangle with!
But even as Cassie began to pull her back and started to move back in the opposite direction, Lilith's hand slipped from her grasp and she tried to continue on her way, much to Cassie's frustration. "Lil...! Ugh, c'mon! These are not poor puppies, these are monsters!" And then the cat dove at the demons. Why.
The moment Réalta spotted the canines, she yowled, her back arching and fur standing on end, tail fluffing out considerably in her posturing and rage. It wasn't that she disliked dogs. She just disliked canine looking creatures made of shadows with red eyes.
Reasonable, no?
When Lilith continued to try and walk around the beasts despite Cassie's attempts, Réalta decided it was only reasonable to join in those attacking the canines, hissing and spitting as she jumped forward, claws extended and fangs bared.
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