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 Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 1:39 pm
She gives up and stops struggling. "And what happens when this ship reaches that dock? Can you guarantee your Admiral will be as forgiving?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 2:37 pm
he looked around and hushed his tone
"Its your fualt your in this mess, now theres over 20 compartments in this ship that are perfect for hiding, if you can keep your hand off the machinery and just wait then perhaps the captain will be more forgiving given the situation."
he was reasoning with a mad-man of sorts and it surprised him, he said no more as he waited for the captain.
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 3:12 pm
"Actually, there are 48. But there will doubtless be an investigation of the incident. All in all, I much preferred my initial plan. Much cleaner. If I had it to do over again, I would simply have arranged your death beforehand, Mr. Kalafailrre. It would have worked splendidly then, and we'd all be on our merry way by now."
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 8:08 pm
he let out a small laugh, as it would have been possible, he smashed her head against the wall, uncaring she had insulted him in a way, he kept his hold on her collar, only to look around linking the collar against a broken piece of metal that left her hanging htere and began to walk away, making his way back to the galley, still quite large in size he sat down his deep husky voice rang out.
"Do i smell muffins?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 8:23 pm
~ Hold ~
As Ms. Bruno goes unconscious, a nearby clank witnesses it and relays the activation of standing orders. It marches off toward the front of the ship.
~ Cannon Storage Bay ~
Clanks converge on Nysth's cannon. More than the original twelve, they must have constructed more of themselves out of spare junk. They begin systematically dismantling the cannon and making more clanks out of it.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 1:11 am
(( O_O omfg myles ur gna get everyone killed and a super pissed hulk on your hands, and now its gna take forever to get it working again n the charecters gna be spending all his time in it >_<))
the metal plate on his chest hurt, something was going on and he knew it, he got up quickly and started to make his way to the cannon storage room to find the clanks dismantling his weapon, he had used up a fair amount of his energy earlier on ms bruno, he rushed in with his knife and attempted to disarm the clans before things got dangerous
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 6:57 am
[Galley]
Penelope was preparing a retort when Zee took a bite out of a hot muffin. She remained serious for less than half a minute before almost falling over laughing. Her composure returned quickly and she got him a glass of cold water, setting it on the counter. "Why wouldn't it be hot? It just came out of the oven!"
She went about taking the muffins out of the pan and putting them on a rack to cool. Mr Nysth made his way in and spoke, but by the time Penelope had a muffin for him, he was gone again. "That was odd..." she said quietly, staring after him.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 8:07 am
~ Cannon Storage ~
Clanks are damaged left and right. But they simply rebuild each other as the ones in the middle continue their business.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 10:04 am
{Galley, Ship hallways, Galley again}
When Emelia first heard the woman's voice over the ship, she was frightened, and sat at the table, staring at the clank head, shaking. But she tried to think through the fog of fear that clouded her brain.
She got up from her seat, and went out to the ship, hoping to watch the clanks move and interact. Maybe there was something she could do? Or maybe she'd just get in the way and get herself into trouble again.
It seemed as though things had calmed down...except for that there were more clanks walking around than Emelia had previously noticed. Where had they come from?
She made her back to the galley, and leaned against the door frame. "Penelope, do you have any idea how the clanks works, at all?" Sabotage couldn't be that much harder than repair work, could it?
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 12:05 pm
[hold]
"dear lord..." daniel mutters as he rushes to the discarded and now heavly injured woman. "Nysth you monster, what the hell was that for?" Scooping up Ms. Bruno, Daniel's 'good guy' instints kick in and he rushes her to the med bay. he would have let her stay wherever she wanted and never even brought it up to the admiral. as long as she cleaned up the mess she had made in the first place.
[medbay]
Daniel charges into the room, franticly searching for Dr. Tennant. Finding no one around, he starts to panic. ms. Bruno needed immediate medical attention. Laying the wonam on a cot. he yells into the speaker tube, hoping the doc would hear, "Dr Tennant! We have an emergency! Report to the med bay ASAP!"
Daniel began to pace back and forth in the med bay like a caged animal. He had no real medical skill. he was no help in this situation. If he still had fingernails, he would be gnawing them to the bone.
(reminder: Daniel is all clank from the neck down)
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 12:43 pm
[Deck, through the halls, ending in medbay]
Abigail's head shot upright again. Honestly, if things kept up like this she was bound to get whiplash. After the ship had jolted back on course, she had simply gone back to holding on to the rail incase things got worse.
From Daniel's voice on the tubes, things very well might have.
Removing herself from the steel rail, Abigail darted for the door; worrying who had been hurt in the ursurping. Ordinarily she was never one for running, if there was somewhere to be she'd arrive properly, but the whole situation was quite perturbing and called for speed. Hitching her skirts up for longer strides, Abigail bounded through the ship halls towards the medbay.
She turned sharply around the corner, sheepishly hoping no one saw her stumble when she turned, and burst into the room. Gasping -not really from lack of breath but more from anticipation and alarm- she placed her hands on her knees and took a few breaths while looking up at her captain.
"What?!" She exclaimed, certain that were it a less serious situation Daniel would be laughing his a** off at her.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 12:51 pm
"Thank heavens," Daniel breathes, "Nysth went off teh wall again and hurt the one taking over the ship." Daniel didnt even notice her stumble, and stepped out of the doctors way. "If you need more assistance, I can bring the Khaos back to dock and get the guild medics to help. but she must not leave the ship. She is deathly afraid of something, enough to take over the hship and detain us indefinatly to stay away from people."
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 1:11 pm
Abigail raised her lip as she surveyed the damage.
"Good lord." She placed her hand on the woman's jaw, turning her head a little so she could get a better view of Nysth's handiwork and glanced over her shoulder. "How's about you heal her and I go beat Nysth with his own arm?"
Abigail continued mumbling under her breath as she went. With the exception of the wound, it appeared to be a closed head injury. Not that it made her feel any better; closed head injuries could be just as bad as there was little way of telling if there was brain damage without an exam. She frowned and shook her head.
"I can give her a cold compress and something for the massive headache she's bound to have but if it turns out to be anything other than a concussion, I'm not qualified to treat her and we'll need to alert guild doctors to examine her."
She quickly filled a bowl with cold water and soaked a cotton cloth in it. While the cloth was chilling, she rooted about in a cabinet and soon after produced a small bottle of essential oils. Adding a few drops to the cloth, she squeezed the excess and folded it on the woman's head. With another steril cloth, Abigail began to wipe away the blood.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 2:47 pm
In a hoarse voice she says, "no... guild doctors. chest, upper tray... green vial."
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