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hadriel_logs2016-06-10 10:00 am
hadrielmods) wrote in hadriel_logs2016-06-10 10:00 am
Entry tags:
- *intro log,
- amos kamiya,
- bianca,
- dr. gottlieb,
- dr. newton geiszler,
- edi,
- elmer c. albatross,
- firo prochainezo,
- howard link,
- krieg,
- lavi,
- lilith,
- maketh tua,
- muscovy,
- nick valentine,
- noah czerny,
- rey,
- sans,
- sansa stark,
- sasha,
- shadow the hedgehog,
- sharon da silva,
- steve rogers,
- ushahin dreamspinner,
- victor talbot,
- wade wilson,
- wanda maximoff
Intro Log: Eight Legs No Heart
Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for June.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: June 10th-15th
Warnings: Spiders. Soooo many spiders. New people. Probably swearing.
What: The intro log for June.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: June 10th-15th
Warnings: Spiders. Soooo many spiders. New people. Probably swearing.
For once, the new arrivals to Hadriel will not be waking up on the cold hard ground of the colosseum. Oh, sure, you'll still awaken in the arena - but this time the Door has been kind enough to ensure that you wake up comfortably arranged in a very nice chair. Or maybe not so comfortably. Some of those look pretty awkward - hopefully you didn't wake up with a crick in your neck! And hey, feel free to try to drag some of these super cool chairs to your new homes. They're probably not cursed or anything.
As you make your way out of the arena, be careful getting to close to the walls - well, except that's the only way out, so good luck! Chilling up on there waiting to get the drop on you are Skulltulas. These funky-looking spiders have squishy underbellies, but their upper exoskeletons are hard and very difficult to break through. They really just want to nibble you a few times, and maybe suck out all of your blood. No big deal, right? Have fun!
Have you conquered your arachnophobia and managed to escape? Great! Feel free to go explore the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!► This log covers June 10th-15th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
► All characters arrive with phones that have network communication.
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
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[He doesn't necessarily mind the "oh, you are a child" reaction, but it can get very annoying when he wants to offer up his abilities to help with something.
He has stopped next to a backpack sitting on the ground, but is bending down to get anything yet, waiting for her answer.]
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But hey, it's not like she can't just stop if he goes to make things worse. She stares at him for a long moment before she puts her SMG back down. She's less condescending and more business-like now as she walks over to him; let's see if the smol one can walk the walk.]
Alright, kid. Let's see what you've got.
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You should put your arm on this, yes?
[And then he starts rummaging through his backpack, pulling out a metal bowl, a tin soldier, two futuristic looking bags and a multipurpose knife and setting them down on the ground before walking over to where he's seen bottled water before.
He returns with two bottles and a handful of rulers.]
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You certainly seem to have done this before. [She even sounds mildly impressed. Kids with any sort of first aid knowledge are rare to the point of novel to her.]
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I worked in the med bay.
[And kind of continued after the spaceship that he was on crashed. And before that, he'd sometimes earned a dinner or a few coppers by looking after sick or injured livestock - much less than the rate for an adult would have been, but that's what you get for well, not being an adult.]
Raise your arm.
[As soon as she does, he will shove a box between her arm and her lap, both to get something like an operation table and to elevate it a bit, and fill some of the water into the bowl, and then grab the tin soldier, put it on the ground two metres away and murmur something]
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There might be a surprised shout here, too. What the-]
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[Kid what the fuck she thought you were trying to help her, not MURDER HER.
She flails backwards in shock, away from the suddenly appearing soldier, and lands hard on her back before she can scramble away. Her broken arm throbs as she holds it tight against her chest, but her good arm comes up with her Desolator and fires wildly at it. At this range the accuracy problems should be mostly offset, but she's also pumped a lot of bullets at it.]
What the HELL is that?!
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So the fire soldiers went back to their original size when he came here, somehow. That is both good and bad (good because they will be better weapons and furnaces, worse because he won't be able to use them as little cooking fires quite as easily anymore).
...But now this lady is shooting at it and she's almost hit Muscovy already, what with him standing almost in the line of fire between them, so he quickly murmurs the command of return.
The man of fire is gone as suddenly as it has appeared, and the bullets will only hit thin air anymore. ...Not that they did anything with the man of fire. It was only fire, after all, and the bullets simply passed through it.]
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Slowly, she lowers her weapon again, unwilling to put it away just yet.]
Okay. Okay. Please don't ever do that again.
[And she gently pushes herself upright again. This was probably a whole world of good for her arm.]
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It should not have been that tall.
[That's not quite right.]
It has not been that tall for a year.
[The still going fire on the paper table will move him fairly quickly though, making him rush over to another table and grab two blankets from it and throw them over the fire, hoping to take its air so that it will die down.
He's lucky and it works, not very much having caught on fire yet.]
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[She puts her gun away now, and clambers back to her feet with absolutely no grace.]
I take it you haven't been here long either.
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[...looks like cold water will have to do. He isn't particularly happy about that development, though it is nice to have the flame soldiers back at his side at their full defensive and offensive strength, and also at their full warmth. Especially in a place that isn't hot like the jungle was.
After poking around the area where the flame man stood to make sure that nothing is on fire, and while doing so sneakily picking up the tin soldier (he's making sure that nobody ever hears the command whom he doesn't completely trust with having it, but he'd still not want to risk them getting stolen), he returns to the things that he laid out earlier and pours some water into the bowl before gesturing to the chair.]
You can sit back down now.
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So where did you come from before here?
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[He couldn't tell her much more about it - after all they crashlanded there by accident in an area nobody among the survivors knew anything about, at least not that he heard of.]
It was very warm and humid, but you could only drink rain water because the rivers were toxic, and there were a lot of dangerous animals and many you couldn't really eat.
[He will free the injured area completely and then wash off what there is in blood and dirt to get a better look on the wound and also be able to use the disinfectant more effectively.]
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Huh. That sounds a lot like where I come from. Except instead of a warm, humid jungle it's a hot, stinking desert. Lots and lots of dangerous animals.
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[This will hurt a bit - his fingers are deft and the most cautious that he can make them, which still means that he applies just a fraction too much force, but he needs to feel out what's going on under the skin and if the bone can be set naturally/if there is nerve or sinew damage under there that he will have to use magic to heal. Working below skin with conventional means but no med bay makes things very complicated and the chances that the injury will be as new afterwards fairly slim.
And he's been taught to make people talk about something that they can talk about easily when doing painful things like these, because they'll notice the pain less, or too late.]
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Not... quite. It was a planet called Pandora.
[She's still not used to everyone only having one planet.]
Where I come from, people travel through space all the time. There are humans living on all sorts of planets, and a lot of Vault -- ah, treasure hunters come to the one I live on.
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[He's only really travelled between the stars, not so much between planets - the only ones that he's ever been on he didn't go to voluntarily, and never through means that were in any way... conventional. And he's not sure if half of them even count as planets. After all planets seem to be what you go to from the outside, the way people use the word...
Once she starts to answer, he will arrange her arm on the box, grab a ruler and some bandages, place the ruler next to the arm so it aligns with it, quickly make sure that she sits safely enough that she will not fall off it if she passes out, and then as quickly and carefully as possible rearrange the bones to sit against each other properly again, using just a bit of healing magic to align all ends properly and reattach them, even though the connection won't be particularly stable yet - that would have taken way too much strength. Just stable enough that it won't easily slip into a wrong position again.]