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]

[ ... 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]

3/3

[all7seas]

WAR! THIRD PARTY!


.....WATSON!

[Jack aims his pistol at the soldier's heart and fires, felling him.] Cut his wings off, lad! Smart like!

[acclimatized]

I might need a sword to do that, Sparrow!

[all7seas]

[So Jack takes care of the bloody deed himself, slicing off the wings in one neat swing.] SHIFTERS!

[acclimatized]

[ and John is left with two overly large wings. he drops them distastefully and wipes his hands on his jacket. ]

Are you... what the bloody well happened?

[all7seas]

They got into me brain, didn't they? Made the Fetches come. Bugger.

[acclimatized]

Fetches? Fetches? Mind telling me what they are?

[all7seas]

There's a time and a place to discuss the Fetches, mate, and this ain't one of them. [Excuse Jack while he goes after another soldier.]

[acclimatized]

[ John will roll his eyes, but then point at another soldier and fires without hesitation. the winged man crumples to the ground with a spurt of blood running down his face. ]

[all7seas]

[Jack is fighting well at this point, now that his arm isn't broken and he isn't pink and no Elites have crushed his knee yet. He finishes off two more soldiers, making sure to keep his back to the protection of the sheep barn.]