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Post by David Hilm on Jul 29, 2016 3:31:03 GMT
Bunnie stands watch over the fallen Yellowjacket leader. She wasn't in the mood to argue the point with Christine, but the look on her face makes it more than clear that she agrees with Kat on the matter. She sticks close to her friend, in case the Yellowjacket leader somehow regains consciousness and tries to attack Christine.
Hell, a part of her is hoping exactly that happens. Someone who willingly admits to taking people against their will, using them as currency... It'd be a long, long time before Bunnie could find sympathy for someone like that.
"Christine. If it looks like she's injured beyond you're ability to fix..." She hesitates, choosing her words carefully.
"Just don't be afraid to walk away, is all I'm saying."
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Post by DataNinja on Jul 29, 2016 3:57:14 GMT
"I have to at least try," Christine says simply to Kat. "I don't expect you to understand. And I'm not going to kill her." This last bit is said with some ice.
Responding to Bunnie now, she sighs, before reiterating, "I... I know I might not be able to do anything... but I need to try." At this, she looks around, trying to find a place that would be suitable for her purposes, and trying to not get discouraged.
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Post by Lockdown on Jul 29, 2016 17:16:23 GMT
Outside, the two captive creatures hunch defensively as Amber approaches, the little rodent balancing on a stick that had been left in the cage and sparking in warning, while the tiny bear just huddles as best it can. The two seem to be confused when Topaz chirrups though, the bear uncurling slightly to look up through the bars of the cage with big dewy eyes. The rodent, which shares a definite superficial resemblance to Topaz, quiets a little as they both calm down slightly at Amber's voice. The cub begins to suck nervously on one of its paws, which this close has a sweet, somewhat floral/sugary scent to it. It looks like there's a heavy grate on the top, and with some muscle it can be removed, then the upper cage toppled off and the process repeated for the lower cage, eventually freeing both mon. Beyond that, Amber can see a few semi-gutted machines and piles of scrap metal in the old garage through the open door. There's also a very faint green glow coming from around the corner. Looks like the light from a computer screen... Amber experiences an odd dual feeling of heat and cold stabbing through her arm, up from her injured hand. (Amber loses 1 tick of HP) Cecil, all of the other opponents are still out cold, and are likely to be so for hours, if not days. The mon also twitch where they were dropped, faint bubbles still rising from where the accordion-like insect lies half-submerged. You could probably recall them into their pokeballs, perhaps Amber can do something with them? Inside the clinic, the ravages of time are apparent, scattered leaves and sticks on the floor, and most of the first floor has been stripped bare. Christine manages to find a room that has an intact metal examination table built into the floor, though the padding on it has been stripped away, either by time or human hands. As she gets to work on the wounded woman, she finds that the injury isn't as bad as she'd first thought. It requires Bunnie assisting to hold the leg up for her to operate on, but eventually, Christine is able to suture the tendon back together, and seal the incisions with a combination of stitches and bandages. While Christine takes care of the raider, Kat prowls around the lower floor. The place has been stripped mostly bare, but she finds one room at the rear of the building that doesn't appear to have a lock on the heavy metal door. Further investigation reveals a small sliding panel with a computer screen embedded in the wall that was rather cleverly hidden. When it opens, a small keyboard unfolds as well. ɧɽʃȮɶɳɯʀȮɯȮʄɳʀʇȮɴɯɷɼʂȮʂɯɾɾɷɼɵȮɽɼȮʂɶɳȮɶɯɺɺʅɯʇȮʅɷɼɲɽʅȼȮɢɶɷʁȮɷʁȮʂɶɳȮɰɯɱɹȮɽɴȮʂɶɳȮɰʃɷɺɲɷɼɵȺȮɰɺɽɱɹɳɲȮɽɴɴȮɴʀɽɻȮʄɷɳʅȮɽɴȮʂɶɳȮɵɯʀɯɵɳȼȮɚɽɽɹɷɼɵȮɽʄɳʀȺȮɷʂȵʁȮɯȮɶɯʀʀɷɳɲȻɺɽɽɹɷɼɵȮɡɱɯʀɾʁȮʂɯɾɾɷɼɵȮʄɳʀʇȮɵɳɼʂɺʇȮɽɼȮʂɶɳȮɵɺɯʁʁȼȮɧɽʃȮɱɯɼȮɽɾɳɼȮʂɶɳȮʅɷɼɲɽʅȺȮɽʀȮʂɶɳʀɳȵʁȮɯȮʀɳɯʀȮɳʆɷʂȮʇɽʃȮɾɯʁʁɳɲȮʂɶɯʂȵʁȮɰɯʀʀɳɲȮɴʀɽɻȮʂɶɳȮɷɼʁɷɲɳȮʇɽʃȮɱɯɼȮɵɽȮʂɶʀɽʃɵɶȼØ
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Post by Robot on Jul 29, 2016 18:18:54 GMT
"I know that ain't no dog Amber, but try offering it some food, just watch your fingers, yeah?" Cecil pushed himself up off of the hood of the car and back onto his feet, smoke still dangling, bent from his lips. Suppose if there was nothing else to do, he could make everything a bit neater out here. The Greaser continued to let Amber do her own thing, and kept himself busy recalling the Yellowjacket's Pokemon, stowing the balls in the glove compartment in the jalopy. The gang members themselves were hauled into a line, face up and in positions that wouldn't further compromise their respective injuries.
Cecil didn't know about medicine, but he sure as hell knew about aggravating something you already fucked up. Those tasks done, he ground out what was left of his butt on the hood of the car, and eyed the shop again. "You feel safe enough for me to do somemore poking around? I ain't bailing or anything, just getting restless."
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Post by DataNinja on Jul 29, 2016 19:32:44 GMT
While the woman's injuries set, Christine starts setting up her supplies, as well as looking to see if there were more inside. After that's all done, with Bones still watching over the woman, she starts working on making some potions, and distilling what they had into better doses. 21 x Multiplier for Scavenging Medical supplies. (I'm really sucking at Med Edu rolls lately... XD)
Spending 200 scrap to set up a Field Clinic.
Christine makes 2 each of Antidote, Paralyze Heal, Burn Heal and Ice heal, making Patches out of 1 of each. (800 Scrap) Also 6 Potions, 3 of which are into patches. (600 scrap) Also, 2 Super Potions. (400 Scrap)
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Post by Seya on Jul 30, 2016 20:58:53 GMT
Kat clicks at the computers, but her knowledge of any technical falls short, and she doesn't want to run the risk of setting off anything else. Best let Goldilocks handle that crap. She scours the room for anything else of interest, then dissatisfied with the lack of anything useful, returns to Bunnie and Christine.
"Ground floor's empty," she mutters irritably upon seeing that their medic had actually succeeded in repairing the unconscious bitch's leg, for the most part. "There's a room back there I didn't see any windows to, and it's locked up tight with a computer access code. I'm gonna go fetch Amber and see if she can't pull a passcode outta her ass to break into it. Could be filled with everything the docs here once upon a time wanted to keep safe. Stay here."
She's about to leave when she gives the girl on the table another long look, and then moves to Bunnie's side. "Find something sharp, darlin'. If that bitch so much as twitches in Christine's direction while I'm gone, don't hesitate to give her another injury to worry about, hear? Your medic's all kinds of honorable but I don't want to see her getting killed for it. Stay safe."
Hatchet in hand, she heads out into the ruins of the town once more.
"Goldi-- Amber," Kat starts with a huff as she finally locates the tiny girl. "I don't s'pose your head for tech extends to computers and hackin' skills? There's a sealed chamber in the clinic what might hold plenty of valuable supplies, but I ain't breaking into it with my sad excuse for a brain. Think you can take a gander?"
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Post by Slytherclaw on Jul 31, 2016 13:54:39 GMT
Amber frowns down at her arm as it twinges. She'd gotten worse cuts from work in the vault, this shouldn't be bothering her that much. She squints at it, noticing the remnants of the strange liquid. ...well, something to ask Christine about when she's not busy. A small cut isn't that big of a deal, compared to...well, what Totodile did. Amber feels a bit guilty about it to begin with, no reason to bother Christine while the medic fixes her screw up.
"Oh! That's a good idea..." Amber mutters, rummaging in her pack. "And yeah, I should be fine. These two don't look too dangerous, I guess. Be careful!"
She recalls, suddenly, that she never really bought any food in town. She'd left the more domestic purchases to Christine, leaving her pack mostly full of oily bits and gears and metal. Still, she rummages up a bottle of water, which she hopes will help a bit. With Topaz's help, she starts to pull apart the cages, pausing to try and give the pokemon inside the water when they're willing to take it. She murmers soft nothings at them while she works, trying to keep them calm and eventually, if they'll let her, pull them into her lap to look them over and make sure they're okay--she's pretty used to the shocks from Topaz, so she doesn't think the other cute little thing will hurt hurt toooo much.
If she starts feeling too woosy, she'll take a bottle of water for herself to cool down a bit.
Kat's voice breaks her out of her single minded devotion to her project and she takes a few moments, blinking at the other girl, before she remembers that it's generally polite to respond. There's a part of her that notes the use of her name with a bit of abashed satisfaction.
"I have some basic computer skills," She replies, tilting her head. "I can give it a shot. No promises, though--I don't know how different things may have gotten compared to vault tech."
Amber removes the pokemon from their cages! Attempts are made to calm them, give them water, and generally try to woo the cute, and probably boop them with pokeballs if they're calm and seem reasonable enough just to keep them safe and out of trouble. Charm: EVJggWWB3d6 -1 Enriched Water on the pokemon -1 Enriched water used /if/ Amber takes 3+ ticks of damage from any source, dropping her below half health.
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Post by Lockdown on Jul 31, 2016 15:57:01 GMT
The two mon are initially cautious, sniffing at the offered puddles of clear water, before tentatively licking them up. Both of them seem to have calmed down quite a bit now thanks to Amber's gentle voice and actions. She feels more twinges of pain, starting to move from her arm into her chest, and even in the generally cool and damp atmosphere, she finds herself breaking into a sweat from the minor exertions of pulling the cages apart. Her heart seems to almost thunder in her ears as she struggles to focus on checking the two docile mon over, before taking a cooling drink from a bottle of water. (Amber takes 2 ticks of HP damage while disassembling the cages, and 1 tick of HP damage while inspecting the mon for injuries) The water seems to help at least, and with her head marginally clearer, she's able to tell that both of these little critters seem to be very docile at the moment. If she attempts to capture them, the little bear doesn't even seem to know what the pokeball is, batting it playfully before being sucked into the orb. The rodent sparks slightly, but between Topaz' playful chatter and its own injuries, it seems resigned more than anything else, and is also captured. Level 7 Sassy Female Teddiursa Ability: Pickup Known moves: Scratch, Lick, Leer Egg moves: Fake-Tears 5 injuries 15% HP
Level 10 Desperate Female Emolga Ability: Cute Charm Known Moves: Charge, Tail Whip, Quick Attack, Thundershock Egg moves: none 3 Injuries 10% HP
Inside the clinic, Christine sets to work with her medical kit creating curatives to (hopefully) keep the rest of the team alive, leaving the rest of the group to their own loose ends.
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Post by DataNinja on Jul 31, 2016 18:04:26 GMT
It occurs to Christine, as she's working on her other things, that the last thing that the woman would have experienced would have been fighting. So... It might be best to just restrain her, and make sure she doesn't hurt herself, or anyone else in the confusion that may ensue.
With that in mind, she looks around for something to restrain the woman, and, assuming that she can find something, makes sure to make it secure, before going back to her previous project.
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Post by Slytherclaw on Aug 1, 2016 21:23:34 GMT
Amber tucks the two pokeballs into her pockets and gets to her feet, only stumbling a little. She pauses a moment to chug the rest of the water, feeling a /bit/ better, and tucks the empty bottle in her pack. "I think I need to see Christine first, though," She says, frowning down at her injured hand. "I'd feel better if we could get the animals back up to fighting standards, in case there are more of them."
"...and I think I need to ask her about this cut..."
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Post by David Hilm on Aug 2, 2016 0:55:37 GMT
Bunnie begins to look around the room for something to potentially use as a weapon. She curses herself for not asking Cecil for one of the knives he always seemed to have.
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Post by Seya on Aug 2, 2016 3:09:02 GMT
Kat eyes the cut. When did that happen? It didn't look so good--and for that matter, neither did the rest of Amber. She set her mouth into a grim line. "Yeah. Go get that dealt with. I'll... be here. "She doesn't look at the bodies (people, dear, they're people) lined up neatly on the ground just yet. Where'd Cecil sneak off to? With a sigh, she leans against the jalopy and pats her abdomen. Ah, fuck. Still bleeding. Not wanting to get her clothes all sticky and stained, she tugs off her shirt and rummages around in her bag for a bottle of clean water, chugging some down before using the rest to rinse off the gouge in her skin. Waiting for Amber to leave. >:L (Used an Enriched Water to gain 20 HP back. Not at full, but not almost unconscious, either. )Nevermind, will wait for natural healing to take place.
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Post by Robot on Aug 2, 2016 4:25:13 GMT
"Jesus!" The greaser exclaimed as he rounded the side of the vehicle with a few mismatched tools, startled by Kat's presence. With a turn on his heel, Cecil spun towards the garage again and leaned against the hood of the jalopy. "Don't freak out or anything, I wasn't eyeballin' your goods. Didn't hear you out here." The greaser wasn't embarrassed or abashed, just used to dealing with women bearing vicious levels of modesty. Most of those had brandished household items and been much less intimidating then their Katora.
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Post by Seya on Aug 2, 2016 4:40:38 GMT
Kat glances up and snorts at Cecil's reaction. With the bottle cap between her teeth, she can't respond right away, and settles for rolling her eyes as she finishes scrubbing the skin clean. When finally done, she's careful to replace the lid and return the empty bottle to her pack. "Chill, squeaky. You ain't seein' nothing I care much to hide. I take it you lot are all up and careful-like about not showin' off a bit of skin?" Her wide shark-smile is ninety-nine percent teasing, one percent discomfort. "You're gettin' my hopes up already. Where's the fun in that?"
She unravels one of the lengths of cloth from around her arm, and fixes it in place over the wound, looking mighty satisfied with her patch-up job. "Not a word to your medic, aye? She's got Bunnie to worry about, and I've gotta take care of a few things while she's still otherwise occupied..."
At last, she turns to the laid-out bodies, running over them with her sharp gaze. Her smile tightens when it lands on the leader.
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Post by Robot on Aug 2, 2016 4:51:27 GMT
"Not too many like Bunnie in the vault. It's all practicality over what looks or feels nice. Not that I think she's too keen on any of that anymore. I don't mind looking if you wanna show off." Cecil quipped softly, a smile on his face as he glanced over his shoulder in time to catch Kat's tightening expression. "If you're sure. Christine cares about people though. Everyone, regardless of affiliation. Can't hurt to let her have a look, push comes to shove. The greaser nudged subtly at what seemed to be on the woman's mind.
"Glad you joined us, even if the girls haven't warmed up so well, Bunnie's gonna need someone from a rough walk so she don't get in over her head."
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Post by Lockdown on Aug 3, 2016 17:35:45 GMT
Inside, Amber finds Christine hard at work with her medkit, several vials and syringes now filled with different colored fluids, as well as a few pills air-drying after being pressed into forms. The raider woman is still unconscious for the moment, neat sutures in her leg the only remaining evidence of the work that Christine had done on her.
She was also now bound down to the exam table with a number of ancient plastic straps that the medic had found in a drawer, sized large enough to restrain a human to such a surface easily, especially with the slots in the table's surface...
Bunnie, as you examine the rooms in the lower floor for a possible weapon, you come across a few things. You find a door with no discernible handle or lock, made of heavy metal. Next to it is a hidden panel that's been opened, a computer screen and a fold-out keyboard the only contents.
The other thing of note you find is in the room next to the closed door. You almost glance over it, but the contrast of color catches your eye. Hidden behind a half-rotted bookshelf is something embedded in the wall. Pulling a few pieces of wood aside, you find a wall safe. It seems to have a combination lock... maybe you could open it with a little luck? (roll Intuition or Perception DC 14; or roll Guile DC 10)
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Post by DataNinja on Aug 3, 2016 18:08:45 GMT
Looking over at who was entering, Chrisine was a little surprised to see Amber. She'd assumed that the other girl would have spent more time with the bioweapons. But, after looking for a few moments, she realizes why Amber came. "Uh, hold on a second, that doesn't look good," she says, "but give me a moment, and I should have something here." I hope. I really don't want to run into something that causes an incurable illness... Looking around, she grabs one of her vials, and hands it to Amber. "Here. Drink this, and then wait a minute or two. Let me know if you don't feel any better. I might have to try something else."
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Post by David Hilm on Aug 3, 2016 18:16:54 GMT
Bunnie presses her ear to the safe as she begins to mess with the lock mechanism. She remembered reading something in the past about a clicking noise when the lock is turned the correct distance and she tries to block out any noise to focus on the safe.
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Post by Seya on Aug 3, 2016 23:05:27 GMT
Kat huffs. "Even I know enough to say that none of these ones were cut up enough to last. And that's exactly the problem I have with the lot of 'em. They should be made to bleed a bit more." She kicks the leader's boot. "'Specially this bitch. What d'you say we tie 'em up and drag 'em out to the woods so I can take care of this lil' problem. Wouldn't want poor Christine gettin' her worryin' on about the amount of blood on the road."
Her hands still shake on the handle of her hatchet. She'd bloodied people up well enough before, but slitting the throats of an unconscious few was a whole other story. It was a good thing the less-cruel Yellowjackets had fled early on; she'd have felt guilty about putting down innocents.
Without waiting for Cecil's reply, she heaves the leader upright by the scruff of her collar and begins to drag her towards the woods.
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Post by Robot on Aug 3, 2016 23:52:56 GMT
"Alright, I gotta be a little less subtle I guess. Kat, ya gotta leave it. I don't know what kind of thing you got with her, or if you just don't like'em in general. We got a good thing going though, even if it's a bit shaky right now. I made you a promise I wouldn't just toss you, and I won't, but I can't help you with this and look after them." Cecil jerked his head back towards the makeshift hospital where the others lay, and ran his fingers through his hair.
"I already know, even if it's for the best, any of 'em finds out I helped you off someone, they ain't going to want either of us around. Some stupid part of me feels responsible now, maybe it's just a today thing. Losing Joe, much as I think the guy was pathetic, everything that's happened to Bunnie." The greaser buried his face in his hands for a moment and scrubbed. Why the fuck does this have to be so hard?
Dropping his hands to his sides, one slid into his pockets, as he moved to make eye contact with her. "Kat, I ain't the type, but I'm begging you, I'll offer you anything I got even. It ain't the smart choice, but you wanted a future with our bunch, don't do this."
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