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

[acclimatized]

I suppose they had to start thinking realistically in the end. Sitting and waiting to die for the slim hope that you'll be sent home isn't the cleverest thing to do.

[all7seas]

[Sparrow looks at the aging farm buildings and fencing and nods. He never had an intention of being ANYWHERE for very long, so being stuck in a place for years would bring its own complications with it.]

Real, aye. I want to shoot something.

[acclimatized]

Remember the objective, Jack. One mistake here could reduce the village to something resembling a third-world country.

[all7seas]

[Jack does not know what a third-world country is, but he is not going to bring that up right now. The gist of what John means is clear.]

I don't aim to make mistakes here, lad. Fact.

[acclimatized]

Good. Me either.

[all7seas]

[At that moment, Sparrow thought he heard something. A shout, in the distance.]

John---did you....?

[acclimatized]

Yeah. I heard it.

[ he stepped away from the lambs -- now becoming more jittery and baaing more insistently -- as he pulled out his gun and scanned the surrounding area. ]

Get ready.

[all7seas]

[Jack has his pistol ready, and moves toward the barn. He wants something at his back.]

[acclimatized]

[ John watched him and took the alternative route to the pirate. ]

[all7seas]

[From over the hill comes what looks like one of the typical units of Third Party: A shifter, an Elite, and a footsoldier.]


Bugger.......

[acclimatized]

Jack...

[ Watson sees them and remains steady. ]

[all7seas]

Shifter.

[Jack barely breathes the word, pointing at the soldier with the glowing eyes.]

[acclimatized]

[ he murmurs an acknowledgment -- best not to stir the hornet's nest, so to speak -- and slips to the side. ]

[all7seas]

[Jack was confident enough: if they could take out the shifter, the rest would be less of a problem. They had bullets on their side, and experience. He moves forward, taking careful aim at the glowing blue eyes. Right down the middle...

Until he is interrupted by a tiny voice near his ear.

You don't want to do that, son.]

[acclimatized]

[ ... Jack has an opening. why isn't he taking it, John wonders as he attempts to get behind the shifter as the pirate faces him down. ]

[all7seas]

[Yeah, Jack is just standing there, because inside his head is only this:

I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's mate
I'm only plucking pheasants 'cos the pheasant plucker's late

I'm not good at plucking pheasants, at pheasant plucking I get stuck
Though some pheasants find it pleasant I'd rather pluck a duck.
Oh plucking geese is gorgeous, I can pluck a goose with ease
But pheasant plucking's torture because they haven't any grease.

.......What?

[acclimatized]

Jack!

[ John hissed at the other man desperately. ]

[all7seas]

But I don't want a fancy coat for him you great gingernut; he's only a monkey after all, and has the luxury of running naked over field and forest.

[acclimatized]

[ ... okay, he suspected he was a little eccentric, but this? licking his lips, he had a thought. let the soldier come for Jack and then surprise him. dangerous, but that was how John Watson operated sometimes. ]

[all7seas]

[The shifter stood back and let the Elite soldier loom over Jack; the soldier was clearly going to enjoy lopping the pirate's head from his shoulders.

The shifting, however, was still playing havoc with Jack's mental foibles. It was clear he was no longer experiencing THIS reality.]

I have seen to the lateens, sir; spit me over a fire if you can find a single thing amiss.

[acclimatized]

[ now. John sprung up and sprinted towards the soldier looming over Jack and took a running jump as he approached, leaping onto his back and wrapping his arms around his wings. ]

[all7seas]

[Something was not right. Somehow, Jack knew, the man who just jumped on the back of Captain Carrigan, master of the White Bear, should not be manhandling Carrigan's wings in such a monstrous way.

But then he wondered why Carrigan had wings in the first place. Very un-Carriganlike.

NOT Carrigan, Jacky. Third Party. Battle. You're in a battle.

It would take him at least another full minute to realize what this meant.]

[acclimatized]

[ as Jack was struggling with that, the soldier was trying to shake the determined doctor off him, who kept a firm hold and tried to get a good grip on his gun. ]

Jack! Snap out of it!

1/3

[all7seas]

Snap, you say. Snap out.

[all7seas]