DRAFT LOG #2: The Battle Game!

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone on the draft
What: Fighting bad guys!
When: Today (after 12PM) to the 19th, in the evening
Where: The Mining Facility
Summary: It's an underground mine! And the Malnosso want you to kill and capture all the bad guys! Oh, but don't let the rocks fall on you. That could hurt.
Rating: B for BLOOD. Seriously. People are going to die. People have already died. We're not going to make it out of here. We're all screwed, it's Game Over, man!

Everything you need to know is listed here and also this way. If you haven't signed up yet and want to be on this draft, then go do it and stop being lazy!

Comments

[mindgooshed.livejournal.com]

[ it's slow work, but steady. he can't risk moving too quickly, so you're just gonna have to hang in there a little while longer, pal.

but soon enough he's uncovered what .. appears to be a boot. attached to a leg. after that it's only a matter of removing the correct stones as, bit by bit, he starts uncovering the guy. ]

Are you injured? Can you move?

[dragoon-pride.livejournal.com]

[Kain slowly moves, wincing a little at that. He's got a good share of injuries out of this, some bruises and cuts, and one of his wings is in bad shape. But he doesn't feel like it's anything more serious than that.]

['I'll be fine...' he mouths, he'll have to get out his writing things for a better response soon. For now, he keeps moving slowly, making sure he can do so.]

[mindgooshed.livejournal.com]

[ once the final stone has been lifted and set aside, barnaby offers a gloved hand to help him out of it, watching carefully. everything seems to be more or less in working order, but the guy still looks pretty banged up, and barnaby's no doctor. he flips his visor open, and for the moment his eyes still glow a luminescent aqua; his hundred power still isn't up yet. ]

I'll help you back to the processing area; you should see the medics.

[dragoon-pride.livejournal.com]

[The wing injury especially means Kain lacks the energy to protest that idea. That and he really... needs to be somewhere out of the action to get his mind together. He'd never really been that claustrophobic until it happened...]

[So Kain nods, and after a moment of looking for it on him, he gets his stack of cards to select one and hold it up.]

Thank you.

[mindgooshed.livejournal.com]

[ at first barnaby assumed that he'd been too shocked or injured to speak, but the flash cards, well. is he a mute? it doesn't matter; getting him back to the safety of the base is paramount. so he just gives a crisp nod and starts down the stone corridor. ]

You're welcome. It isn't far.

[dragoon-pride.livejournal.com]

[Kain winces a little, but forces a determined expression on his face. He's going to do his best to keep moving along.]

[mindgooshed.livejournal.com]

[ whoops, okay maybe this guy is in worse shape than he'd previously thought. barnaby slows, then turns and extends an arm, offering his shoulder. ]

Here, lean on me.

[dragoon-pride.livejournal.com]

[Kain sighs a little, but he knows it's probably best. Just to get back quicker.]

[mindgooshed.livejournal.com]

[ don't worry pal he doesn't like it any better than you do, barnaby's a Personal Space sort of guy, but he's in hero-mode right now, and it's the quickest, most efficient way. not to mention he feels a little bad, makin' this guy hobble all the way back like that. with kain's arm slung over his shoulder, barnaby holds onto his wrist to keep him stable and starts off again.

he'd, you know, ask your name or something but. it'd be kind of rude, given the current situation. the guy can't talk, and barnaby isn't really the best lip reader so.

at least they're close to camp. already hecan hear the distant echo of voices down the corridor. ]

[dragoon-pride.livejournal.com]

[That's fine with Kain, he'll be willing to answer anything... once they're in a safer location and he has his hands free. For now he puts all his effort into walking. The support helps, much as he wouldn't want to admit it. At least it doesn't seem like it'll be a long walk.]

[mindgooshed.livejournal.com]

[ talkative and loudmouth, eh? the journey back to base is uneventful, save for a few alarming tremors and the faroff sounds of fighting in the tunnels.

but barnaby pays them no mind. soon enough he's depositing kain into the hands of the medics. and considering his power is spent for the next thirty or forty minutes, he tugs off his helmet and shakes out his hair and accepts a tall glass of crisp, cold water. ]

Take care.

[dragoon-pride.livejournal.com]

[Kain nods a reply, getting his writing things out as they're tending to him.]

The same to you. My thanks again.