Sending out an SOS

[redjacketthief]

Who: Farmland Defenders and YOU.
What: Tourists are causing problems.
When: August 29, Morning.
Where: The Farm.
Summary: The farm has been raided by the Kin'corians--Aid is needed STAT.
Rating: KC for those troublesome Kin'corians!


[Intentional Audio Message:]

Attention Luceti.

Assistance is needed immediately at the farms to the northwest of the village. We have hostiles and--

[The oddly cool, clipped tone that the message was given suddenly breaks off into a heated bark.] Putain de merde!

[There's a rustle of pages and the sound of bodies colliding, followed more swearing in French.

The feed cuts out.

Hurry, Luceti.]

Comments

[thefinaljedi]

Good. Let me see it, I've got a med-kit up by the pen.

[He leans in]

[rashness]

Don't bother, it's gunna heal soon.

[In fact, he crosses his arms. Defiantly]

[thefinaljedi]

Then, I'll speed that along.

[Nowhere NEAR as effective as it should be, but Luke does impart a bit of healing through the Force, speeding it along...barely]

Who was that guy?

[rashness]

I dunno. [Neck crack... sigh] Called me like that though, probably a demon. Felt as strong as Amaimon too...

[thefinaljedi]

[Great, demons. Poshly walking demons...]

Amaimon?

[rashness]

This piece a' work I dealt with back home. [Grunt] Doesn't matter, anyway. We gotta check on other things.

[More fighting sounds there are here. So he needs to come find them. In fact, he sets out to look]

[thefinaljedi]

Yea. Sounds like things are getting more heated this way too.

[Luke starts off in another direction, confident that Rin can take care of himself.]