We're more than carbon and chemicals

[lucetimods]

Who: All Draftees
What: Fighting Third Party
When: 26th, 27th, 28th, 1st, and 2nd
Where: The Southern Farmlands
Summary: See here for overall details.
Rating: Probably gonna be gorey in places :|a

DOESN'T NEED A CUT. People should know how this works, if not, just follow other people's lead. I'm gonna set up some strategist threads at the top, for the four strategists to use if they want to, otherwise people should start their own threads.

((Mod Note: Since this has been asked a few times, just fyi, the livestock do not talk. Happy hunting!))

Comments

[originaljackass]

Your heard the lovely lady, Arch. Pick your poison. Me or her.

[Granted, it would be kind of interesting to see Sayo carry him all that way. But Jack would be kind of obligated to stick around in case of an attack. And hell, that would take twice as long.]

[simplestgift]

I'll walk, thank you. [Sayo can't carry him, and Jack is not coming near him. After sitting up and getting hit with a wave of lightheadedness that knocks him back on his back, he grinds his teeth.] ...How far is it?

[memoryboxes]

[Sayo grits her teeth at the sound, shoulders squared, and picks up the gun to shakily reload it, uncharacteristically stricken with anger—something she's not very used to, really. It makes her hands tingle with numbness. Why do you have to be this way?

You could die.]

I'm going with you, and if you fall, then I will make sure you return to the medical center.

[originaljackass]

[Oi, this is going to take forever. He might just grab the idiot and carry him off and get this over with.]

A good few miles to the skiff I came in on. Assuming it's still there, anyway.

[simplestgift]

[This is not going to work. Archie actually looks pained now, and not just from the physical problem of, you know, a serious wound. One hand touches the bandage gently, and he can hear Lt. Bush's voice.

Kennedy. Please. Don't prod at it. It'll make it worse.

Then Dr. Clive's. He can't make it any worse, Mr. Bush. Let him do as he pleases.

Kennedy closes his eyes and heaves a sigh, giving in at last. But Sayo can't carry him.]

Jack...?

[memoryboxes]

[Her gaze travels from Jack to Archie, anxious—quietly hopeful, as the gun hangs in her hands.]

[originaljackass]

[To his credit, he's not smirking about this like he could be. Sure, maybe when Archie is safe and better, he'll taunt him about this. But right now? He's keeping serious.]

Yeah?

[simplestgift]

[And while Archie will never tell him, he appreciates that Jack is keeping serious. His breathing is hitched.]

Carry me. Please.

[memoryboxes]

[Oh thank god. She manages a little smile at that.

Good.]

It looks like the winged people are backing away—I don't see anything moving ahead.

[originaljackass]

Yeah, you just give me warning if any of those bastards start showing up again.

[He doesn't exactly feel secure being guarded by an old flintlock pistol. As for Archie, he secures his arms underneath his back, then lifts him effortlessly. He turns westward now and starts walking.

And then a whisper to his cargo:] Hey Arch, make sure you introduce me to the babe once we get there.

[simplestgift]

[...Archie is not going to address that. He holds on precariously, the position not making breathing any easier.]

S...Sayo, you were...very brave. And a...splendid shot.

1/2

[memoryboxes]

[Sayo offers a reassuring smile—in her experience, smiles help, even when someone's injured; something easing about them, she thinks. Hopes.]

I have you to thank, for lending me your expertise.

[At least her hands have calmed, and her heart seems to settle, though she still worries for Archie's health. She quietly prays there's no more interruptions from the enemy as they go.]

[memoryboxes]

Though...

[She looks at Jack, unsure.]

Sir... You were stabbed, and yet you're okay.

[how :|]

[originaljackass]

[He's also blood soaked. But otherwise okay.]

Let's just say there's over a billion people back home that'd be pretty damn disappointed if Jack Horner got done in so easily.

[Yes. That is in fact how it actually works.]

[simplestgift]

Pay him...no attention, Sayo. He's not half so interesting as he thinks he is.

[memoryboxes]

[ahaha |D]

Is that true, Jack-san? I wouldn't want to believe it!

[originaljackass]

Of course it's true, don't listen to Arch. He's just sore he doesn't patch up as easily.

[And then with a loud whisper which Archie can hear anyway:] Or the good looks either.

[simplestgift]

[That doesn't actually sting, even if Jack wants it to. Archie knows he's got looks. That was sort of a problem once, actually. Instead of reacting, he pulls a little at Jack's shoulders, trying to get in a better breathing position.]

[memoryboxes]

[And Sayo's just so much more vocal about this.]

Actually, I think you're both very handsome!

[If not too brash on one side and too stubborn on the other. He leans to better look at Archie after a moment, frowning.]

Are you doing alright?

[originaljackass]

[He grins, satisfied at the compliment, but seeing as Archie is moving around, he falls silent. Let Miss Medic do her thing if she needs to.]

[simplestgift]

Hard to breathe.

[Because really. Just because Jack is super-strong doesn't mean Archie weighs any less, or is any shorter, or that Jack's arms are a comfy hammock. This is kind of painful.]

[memoryboxes]

[She reaches out and touches his shoulder gently.]

...Will you be alright for a little further?

[She really doesn't think stopping is a good idea—the sooner they get him to a healer or doctor, the better.]

[originaljackass]

He's going to have to be, not much of a choice, is there?

[On second thought, there's a barn just up ahead.]

Maybe we can put a sled together for him up there.

[simplestgift]

I'll be fine. Don't stop.

[It's getting harder and harder for him to keep from showing how much pain he's in, but he really is willing to trek on. He's had worse. Snerk.]

[memoryboxes]

[She nods, but is completely unsure. He may say he'll be fine, but...]

Alright. Then we can keep your focus on something, at the very least.

[She looks to Jack.]

Tell us a little about yourself, Jack-san. I'm afraid I don't know much about either of you, so I'd like to at least pass the time.