It felt disgusting leaving Aubrey's mother behind, but the woman had made the choice herself and their odds of escaping would dramatically increase without her. So, Isaac just silently grit his teeth and followed Varren out the back as they tried to make their escape. Once he saw that they would be darting through the streets and around corners, he made it a point to grab hold of Emery's hand and hold on tight; the last thing they needed was the poor girl stumbling into a guard and getting them all caught.
It soon became obvious that Varren's guns were not just for show. In a matter of minutes he systematically took out a group of guards with a chilling display of professionalism. Isaac had seen dead bodies before -- working on major aura generators in Kuiper wasn't exactly what one would call "safe" work, especially in some of the older buildings -- but he had never been unfortunate enough to see one person willfully kill another. He just averted his eyes and tried not to think too much about what had just happened, or about the kind of people they would be taking refuge with. Instead, while Varren was taking care of business, he glanced over to Emery and Aubrey to see how they were doing. He wasn't sure what Aubrey had seen over in Kuiper, but he was pretty sure that everything that was going on was pretty shocking for Emery.
Finally, they managed to pass through the chaotic town square and slip in the woods. "Emery might know a hidden path to keep us out of sight," Isaac suggested before Varren plunged them into another firefight.
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Well, while we're waiting, we could wrack our brains against these:
And posted. Hopefully duct tape will solve all their problems.
Isaac was thinking on the fly as he chased after Aubrey with Emery. Already the girl had solved the first part of the problem, picking the ideal route for them in a matter of seconds. However, carrying a sick woman all the way across the island would be no easy feat. He wasn't even sure if Aubrey's mother would survive the run, or if they would be able to evade capture. Plus even if they made it to the ship, then what? Would the crew just so happen to have the medicine she needed? Either way, Isaac had no control over any of that, and he wasn't about to suggest that Aubrey leave his mother behind. What he could control was how they carried her. "If we had some kind of gurney it would be a lot easier..." A mental image of his garage flashed before him. "A gurney! Emery, go meet up with Aubrey. I'll be back in a flash, I promise!"
Without wasting another second, he dashed over to his garage with two supplies in mind: a pair of steel pipes that were lying against the wall, and a roll of duct tape. He grabbed the pipes under his right arm, and took off with the roll of duct tape in his left, then prayed to any gods or goddesses that he could think of that no Crucibelian soldiers would intercept him on the way to Aubrey's house.
"Alright, I'm here!" Isaac called as he pushed through the door to Aubrey's house and began racing up the stairs, supplies in hand. Upon finding Aubrey, though, Isaac did a double take, seeing his friend in the company of another boy that seemed to be armed to the teeth. He wasn't wearing a Crucible uniform, though, and he wasn't pointing the guns at anybody, so he figured he would ask questions later. He laid the two pipes on the floor and began ripping off a few pieces of duct tape as he explained what he was doing. "OK, we're making a gurney. It'll be the safest way to transport her. Use her blanket, and tape it to the pipes. It'll be a bit rickety, but it's a hell of a lot better than having her ride piggy back on somebody." As quick and concise as his instructions were, he still spoke calmly and clearly. It was a pretty simple project and they shouldn't have any trouble getting it built in a minute or so. Isaac was already taking the blankets off the bed and seemed to expect the others to start taping.
Without wasting another second, he dashed over to his garage with two supplies in mind: a pair of steel pipes that were lying against the wall, and a roll of duct tape. He grabbed the pipes under his right arm, and took off with the roll of duct tape in his left, then prayed to any gods or goddesses that he could think of that no Crucibelian soldiers would intercept him on the way to Aubrey's house.
"Alright, I'm here!" Isaac called as he pushed through the door to Aubrey's house and began racing up the stairs, supplies in hand. Upon finding Aubrey, though, Isaac did a double take, seeing his friend in the company of another boy that seemed to be armed to the teeth. He wasn't wearing a Crucible uniform, though, and he wasn't pointing the guns at anybody, so he figured he would ask questions later. He laid the two pipes on the floor and began ripping off a few pieces of duct tape as he explained what he was doing. "OK, we're making a gurney. It'll be the safest way to transport her. Use her blanket, and tape it to the pipes. It'll be a bit rickety, but it's a hell of a lot better than having her ride piggy back on somebody." As quick and concise as his instructions were, he still spoke calmly and clearly. It was a pretty simple project and they shouldn't have any trouble getting it built in a minute or so. Isaac was already taking the blankets off the bed and seemed to expect the others to start taping.
Oopsie. Forgot that Nanako ran off at the end. I edited the post though so that Isaac isn't talking to invisible people.
"A freighter landed here!?" Isaac exclaimed in disbelief. He wouldn't have been surprised to have seen one pass overhead on its way to Kuiper, and he had seen several land while working in the city, but he had never had a chance to get up close to one. Even just touching its hull and feeling the powerful aura generator pumping electricity through all the intricate circuitry like a mechanical circulatory system would be a dream come true for him. Actually working on a ship like that... well he probably shouldn't get his hopes up. But perhaps the most shocking part was that Emery was asking if he wanted to see it. "You're darn right I wanna go see!" he said through one of the widest grins that had crossed his face in some time. "Let's go!"
However, his hopes were immediately dashed by a far more ominous presence landing on the island. There was a sleek white ship the likes of which he had never seen before, even in Kuiper. It was clearly the pinnacle of modern technology, and utterly out of place in a backwater island like Krukow, but the emblem it bore made it perfectly clear why they were here. Just as his own gut was filling up with fear, he felt Emery's tiny frame clinging to him, asking him what they should do. I wish I knew... he felt like saying, but he kept the thought to himself for the sake of keeping them both calm. On any other day, he would have become infatuated with the totally awesome goggles that the girl whipped out to survey the scene, but now he was too busy trying to think of a way to get them to safety.
Before he could come up with a plan, Emery spotted Aubery, and she pulled him along to meet up with him. It seemed like all the problems in the world were just gravitating towards him, but people didn't call him Mr. Fixit for nothing. "Alright, first and foremost, everybody stay calm," he said at last, trying to get the whole group's attention. "The way I see it there are only two options: either stay on the island and hope for the best, or find a way to get far away. Right now, that freighter that landed seems like our best bet. If anybody wants to get off the island, that looks like the only way. Aubrey, I know you need to see to your mother, so I'll head back to the village with you and do what I can..." He didn't say that there was virtually no way to carry his mother to the freighter without being caught. Still, he didn't have the heart to tell Aubrey not to try. He looked to Emery, though, to see if she knew any way that they could all slip by unnoticed.
However, his hopes were immediately dashed by a far more ominous presence landing on the island. There was a sleek white ship the likes of which he had never seen before, even in Kuiper. It was clearly the pinnacle of modern technology, and utterly out of place in a backwater island like Krukow, but the emblem it bore made it perfectly clear why they were here. Just as his own gut was filling up with fear, he felt Emery's tiny frame clinging to him, asking him what they should do. I wish I knew... he felt like saying, but he kept the thought to himself for the sake of keeping them both calm. On any other day, he would have become infatuated with the totally awesome goggles that the girl whipped out to survey the scene, but now he was too busy trying to think of a way to get them to safety.
Before he could come up with a plan, Emery spotted Aubery, and she pulled him along to meet up with him. It seemed like all the problems in the world were just gravitating towards him, but people didn't call him Mr. Fixit for nothing. "Alright, first and foremost, everybody stay calm," he said at last, trying to get the whole group's attention. "The way I see it there are only two options: either stay on the island and hope for the best, or find a way to get far away. Right now, that freighter that landed seems like our best bet. If anybody wants to get off the island, that looks like the only way. Aubrey, I know you need to see to your mother, so I'll head back to the village with you and do what I can..." He didn't say that there was virtually no way to carry his mother to the freighter without being caught. Still, he didn't have the heart to tell Aubrey not to try. He looked to Emery, though, to see if she knew any way that they could all slip by unnoticed.
It was yet another beautiful day in Krukow; the sun was shining, the temperature was perfect, a refreshing breeze was blowing... and Isaac was completely oblivious to it. During his last visit to Kuiper, he had managed to get his hands on a portable box that could use electricity to cook food. There was only one problem with it, and it was the same as most of the other gadgets that Isaac managed to get his hands on: it was busted. Now, the device was no marvel of modern technology, so the electrician was able to fix it with relative ease. The dilemma now was that the rural town he lived in didn't exactly have any generators standing by with enough juice to power the thing. He thought of some alternative energy sources, but solar panels would eliminate the portability of the device, and powering it by a crank would probably make somebody pass out from exhaustion before the device could even power a pork chop. He was about ready to just scrap the project, coming to the conclusion that his town simply didn't have the infrastructure for portable cooking devices, but then he got one last idea.
If he could make a stronger, long-lasting, rechargeable battery, then his device would become practical again. And so, Isaac had been holed up in his little garage for the bast couple of days, tinkering with the batteries from spare devices, and crunching numbers to see how much power he could get out of them. Of course, he would still help people as they came by with their broken gadgets, but since he was so absorbed in his current project, he finished all the "boring" jobs with remarkable expediency so he could plunge back into his work. Unfortunately, he now hit another all-too-common wall that came with living in a rural community. "Out of stuff," he said with a sigh. He would need to take a trip to Kuiper and pick up a whole bunch of supplies if he was going to get anywhere with this project. The spare batteries he had lying around just wouldn't generate enough power, even if he connected every last one of them.
So, with nothing left to do at the moment, Isaac stood up, stretched his arms and legs, ventured out of his little nook. He had to shield his eyes for a moment as they adjusted to the sunlight, but it didn't take him long to realize that something wasn't quite right. As he walked down the street, lots of people seemed on edge, and he even saw a few rift hunters about. Well this is a bit ominous, he thought, but he wasn't exactly worried. No monsters had ever gotten inside the town, so he was pretty sure that he was safe as long as he didn't get in anybody's way. However, he was curious as to what he had missed -- and clearly he had missed something -- so he decided to continue walking until he ran into someone who seemed inclined to talk.
It wasn't long before he did run into somebody, very nearly literally; it was a familiar girl barreling down the street like she was being chased by a pack of wolves or something, and she was on a collision course for Isaac. "Whoa, careful there Emery," he said putting his hands up to buffer the impact. Fortunately, there wasn't much force left, so he probably saved the town clutz from another fall, which she likely already had given her disheveled appearance. "What's the hurry?" he asked, as he politely placed his hands on the girl's shoulders and stabilized her balance to prevent any near-future mishaps. "Did a rift open up or something? I see hunters and guards all over the place."
If he could make a stronger, long-lasting, rechargeable battery, then his device would become practical again. And so, Isaac had been holed up in his little garage for the bast couple of days, tinkering with the batteries from spare devices, and crunching numbers to see how much power he could get out of them. Of course, he would still help people as they came by with their broken gadgets, but since he was so absorbed in his current project, he finished all the "boring" jobs with remarkable expediency so he could plunge back into his work. Unfortunately, he now hit another all-too-common wall that came with living in a rural community. "Out of stuff," he said with a sigh. He would need to take a trip to Kuiper and pick up a whole bunch of supplies if he was going to get anywhere with this project. The spare batteries he had lying around just wouldn't generate enough power, even if he connected every last one of them.
So, with nothing left to do at the moment, Isaac stood up, stretched his arms and legs, ventured out of his little nook. He had to shield his eyes for a moment as they adjusted to the sunlight, but it didn't take him long to realize that something wasn't quite right. As he walked down the street, lots of people seemed on edge, and he even saw a few rift hunters about. Well this is a bit ominous, he thought, but he wasn't exactly worried. No monsters had ever gotten inside the town, so he was pretty sure that he was safe as long as he didn't get in anybody's way. However, he was curious as to what he had missed -- and clearly he had missed something -- so he decided to continue walking until he ran into someone who seemed inclined to talk.
It wasn't long before he did run into somebody, very nearly literally; it was a familiar girl barreling down the street like she was being chased by a pack of wolves or something, and she was on a collision course for Isaac. "Whoa, careful there Emery," he said putting his hands up to buffer the impact. Fortunately, there wasn't much force left, so he probably saved the town clutz from another fall, which she likely already had given her disheveled appearance. "What's the hurry?" he asked, as he politely placed his hands on the girl's shoulders and stabilized her balance to prevent any near-future mishaps. "Did a rift open up or something? I see hunters and guards all over the place."
@Chezka: I don't think it would be a stretch to say a lot of our characters know, or at least know of, each other given the narrow age range and single classroom school.
And I am finished with my character. Hope everything is good.
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