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@Raylah shhhh... Not where vena can see!! Haha. Do you Skype or discord?
Great! Thanks.
I figured Yarri would be more likely to accept if Ethan wasn't there, and Adrianna doesn't know their compatriot is a hunter. She probably won't be too pleased once he joins them so they can depart, but O WELL...
:D
I figured Yarri would be more likely to accept if Ethan wasn't there, and Adrianna doesn't know their compatriot is a hunter. She probably won't be too pleased once he joins them so they can depart, but O WELL...
:D
You’re being selfish.
I’m being practical.
People are going to die because you are sitting here twiddling your thumbs instead of helping.
People are always dying. It’s what we do best.
Do you really want to have nightmares of these screams and think. “What if I hadn’t been a cynical ass and had actually tried to help them?”
Stop exaggerating.
During these internal arguments, Adrian was more interested in self-preservation, and Adrianna knew that she had been given these powers to help people. She had learned to heal people, with and without magic, and withholding it felt like stealing bread from a peasant. The potential for guilt overrode the potential for being discovered, and Adrianna climbed to her feet, throwing her bag over her shoulder.
While she had been arguing with herself, her eyes had been following the doctor, and the few who were trying to help. Adrianna approached him quickly, after the doctor left some skinny white-haired dude watching over a lady with a leg injury. She didn’t pay much attention to the Muran, even though the fact that he was rather young and white-haired should have set off alarms. She was focused on helping people. And probably avoiding that lady she had cursed at.
“I can help.” Adrianna said, sitting on the opposite side as the Doctor for their next patient. She didn’t pull out her own supplies, because the selfish part of her still understood that she might not be able to get more right away. The doctor had plenty, she told herself.
The man looked skeptical for a moment, but nodded, eager to accept whatever help he could get at that point. Adrianna quickly proved her worth. The older man had dislocated his shoulder, and Adrianna held him down so the doctor could set it. The next person was another with a large laceration, and some bits of wood coming out of her stomach. Adrianna mostly cleared the area and helped hold her down as the doctor removed the pieces of wood. She threaded his needle and held the skin so he could stitch, but stopped him when she noticed a 3cm shard still beneath the skin. Grabbing his tools, Adrianna quickly dug it out, and then resumed supporting his stitching. Whatever the doctor thought about his new assistant, he didn’t complain. Adrianna wasn’t squeamish around blood, and seemed to know exactly what he would need before he called for it. She certainly had seen her share of injuries. Another person screamed out, and the doctor looked for the source before looking back at Adrianna. “Can you stitch?” He asked.
“Yea, I’ll wrap this up. You go.” She said, cutting another length of the thread to use on the last two wounds in need of stitching. Adrianna didn’t make much small talk with the woman she was stitching. She mostly asked her to keep talking about herself to keep her conscious, and soon the man whose arm was dislocated came over and asked follow-up questions so she could just concentrate on the work. Once she was finished, Adrianna excused herself to clean up, check in with the doc, and see what else she could do.
As she walked, she passed by the captain and a few others who looked in charge, along with that white-haired guy again. She honestly might not have noticed him if not for the insanely stupid question he asked as she was passing. “Seriously?” She asked, glaring at him. She probably didn’t look like the most…sane individual, walking by holding a needle with her hands covered in blood. Fortunately, she had put her gloves away before starting to work with the doctor, saving those from being covered as well.
“It’s that way.” She pointed off along the beach.
Adrianna didn’t stick around for his response. She went to rinse her hands in the ocean, and then went to help out the doctor. It looked like most of the more grievous injuries had been tended to, though a few were so near-dead that Adrianna knew it would be a waste of supplies for them to try to bandage the wounds…unless she used her magic. It was too late for some, but there were others who could be saved if—
“Excuse me, are you using your assistant?” One of the crew members interrupted her thoughts, addressing the doctor. Adrianna was holding someone’s foot as the doctor bound the ankle with some spare cloth rather than wasting a bandage. The ankle was merely twisted, and there was no real risk of infection with using some scrap fabric.
Adrianna raised her brow but kept her mouth shut. While she didn’t mind being thought of as the doctor’s assistant, (hell, the gig actually sounded like it might be not-awful as a potential career prospect, albeit a little on-the-nose) she did not like the man asking him rather than addressing her about whether she was busy. The doctor asked what he needed, and the crew member explained that they were gathering a few people to go to the nearest town to get more help. He said that Adrianna, whom he called, the lad, looked pretty agile and uninjured, and seemed to have a better sense of direction than their other recruit. He gestured at the white-haired man and Adrianna chuckled.
“Well, it’s your choice, kid. Thanks for you help, in any case.” The doctor said, turning the decision (rightly) over to Adrianna.
She looked back and forth, affirming that most of the injuries had been tended to, and then agreed. “Who else is going?” She asked the crew member as the doctor finished with the binding and she excused herself.
“Just you two, so far. See anyone else who might be more use than burden?”
The pickings were slim, but there was one person, err, pair, rather, who stuck out to Adrianna. “Yea, I’ve got an idea.”
Adrianna walked over towards the sparsely dressed Ydra and her very large black…cougar? It looked formidable, which would hopefully keep them safe from some potential predators during the journey to the nearest town. Anticipating that the creature would get a bit defensive when she neared, Adrianna walked towards the edge of the woods slowly. “Excuse me?”
“Hey, Um… The crew wants to send a small group of people to the nearest town, a bit south of here, to try to get help for the injured. I was wondering if you wanted to come. It beats sitting around and waiting for…whatever hungry critters might be in the woods.” She chuckled, though it was a poor attempt at humor. “And I was hoping that your companion would be a good judge of potential threats while we travel.” She added. The Ydra was probably capable of defending herself and hunting, but Adrianna would have also assumed that most adults knew which way South was, so she had already been proven wrong once today.
“I’m Adrian, by the way.” She added.
I’m being practical.
People are going to die because you are sitting here twiddling your thumbs instead of helping.
People are always dying. It’s what we do best.
Do you really want to have nightmares of these screams and think. “What if I hadn’t been a cynical ass and had actually tried to help them?”
Stop exaggerating.
During these internal arguments, Adrian was more interested in self-preservation, and Adrianna knew that she had been given these powers to help people. She had learned to heal people, with and without magic, and withholding it felt like stealing bread from a peasant. The potential for guilt overrode the potential for being discovered, and Adrianna climbed to her feet, throwing her bag over her shoulder.
While she had been arguing with herself, her eyes had been following the doctor, and the few who were trying to help. Adrianna approached him quickly, after the doctor left some skinny white-haired dude watching over a lady with a leg injury. She didn’t pay much attention to the Muran, even though the fact that he was rather young and white-haired should have set off alarms. She was focused on helping people. And probably avoiding that lady she had cursed at.
“I can help.” Adrianna said, sitting on the opposite side as the Doctor for their next patient. She didn’t pull out her own supplies, because the selfish part of her still understood that she might not be able to get more right away. The doctor had plenty, she told herself.
The man looked skeptical for a moment, but nodded, eager to accept whatever help he could get at that point. Adrianna quickly proved her worth. The older man had dislocated his shoulder, and Adrianna held him down so the doctor could set it. The next person was another with a large laceration, and some bits of wood coming out of her stomach. Adrianna mostly cleared the area and helped hold her down as the doctor removed the pieces of wood. She threaded his needle and held the skin so he could stitch, but stopped him when she noticed a 3cm shard still beneath the skin. Grabbing his tools, Adrianna quickly dug it out, and then resumed supporting his stitching. Whatever the doctor thought about his new assistant, he didn’t complain. Adrianna wasn’t squeamish around blood, and seemed to know exactly what he would need before he called for it. She certainly had seen her share of injuries. Another person screamed out, and the doctor looked for the source before looking back at Adrianna. “Can you stitch?” He asked.
“Yea, I’ll wrap this up. You go.” She said, cutting another length of the thread to use on the last two wounds in need of stitching. Adrianna didn’t make much small talk with the woman she was stitching. She mostly asked her to keep talking about herself to keep her conscious, and soon the man whose arm was dislocated came over and asked follow-up questions so she could just concentrate on the work. Once she was finished, Adrianna excused herself to clean up, check in with the doc, and see what else she could do.
As she walked, she passed by the captain and a few others who looked in charge, along with that white-haired guy again. She honestly might not have noticed him if not for the insanely stupid question he asked as she was passing. “Seriously?” She asked, glaring at him. She probably didn’t look like the most…sane individual, walking by holding a needle with her hands covered in blood. Fortunately, she had put her gloves away before starting to work with the doctor, saving those from being covered as well.
“It’s that way.” She pointed off along the beach.
Adrianna didn’t stick around for his response. She went to rinse her hands in the ocean, and then went to help out the doctor. It looked like most of the more grievous injuries had been tended to, though a few were so near-dead that Adrianna knew it would be a waste of supplies for them to try to bandage the wounds…unless she used her magic. It was too late for some, but there were others who could be saved if—
“Excuse me, are you using your assistant?” One of the crew members interrupted her thoughts, addressing the doctor. Adrianna was holding someone’s foot as the doctor bound the ankle with some spare cloth rather than wasting a bandage. The ankle was merely twisted, and there was no real risk of infection with using some scrap fabric.
Adrianna raised her brow but kept her mouth shut. While she didn’t mind being thought of as the doctor’s assistant, (hell, the gig actually sounded like it might be not-awful as a potential career prospect, albeit a little on-the-nose) she did not like the man asking him rather than addressing her about whether she was busy. The doctor asked what he needed, and the crew member explained that they were gathering a few people to go to the nearest town to get more help. He said that Adrianna, whom he called, the lad, looked pretty agile and uninjured, and seemed to have a better sense of direction than their other recruit. He gestured at the white-haired man and Adrianna chuckled.
“Well, it’s your choice, kid. Thanks for you help, in any case.” The doctor said, turning the decision (rightly) over to Adrianna.
She looked back and forth, affirming that most of the injuries had been tended to, and then agreed. “Who else is going?” She asked the crew member as the doctor finished with the binding and she excused herself.
“Just you two, so far. See anyone else who might be more use than burden?”
The pickings were slim, but there was one person, err, pair, rather, who stuck out to Adrianna. “Yea, I’ve got an idea.”
Adrianna walked over towards the sparsely dressed Ydra and her very large black…cougar? It looked formidable, which would hopefully keep them safe from some potential predators during the journey to the nearest town. Anticipating that the creature would get a bit defensive when she neared, Adrianna walked towards the edge of the woods slowly. “Excuse me?”
“Hey, Um… The crew wants to send a small group of people to the nearest town, a bit south of here, to try to get help for the injured. I was wondering if you wanted to come. It beats sitting around and waiting for…whatever hungry critters might be in the woods.” She chuckled, though it was a poor attempt at humor. “And I was hoping that your companion would be a good judge of potential threats while we travel.” She added. The Ydra was probably capable of defending herself and hunting, but Adrianna would have also assumed that most adults knew which way South was, so she had already been proven wrong once today.
“I’m Adrian, by the way.” She added.
@Raylah I am going to have Adrianna get involved in Ethan's quest for help. Is it okay if I have her ask Yarri to join? If you have another way you want her to get involved, that's fine. I figured Adrianna will suspect that the animal will be better at sensing potential danger during the trip.
@Mogtaki
Gotcha. And I had thought Cecil was going to pull out his map, and then our PCs walk over and are like "You have a map? Where are we? We should try to figure out where the nearest town is..." And then perhaps captain would send us to go searching for help/civilization.
But if he leaves, I guess the rest of us can piddle around... Or Vena can come up with something to get the three of us working together without Cecil.
Gotcha. And I had thought Cecil was going to pull out his map, and then our PCs walk over and are like "You have a map? Where are we? We should try to figure out where the nearest town is..." And then perhaps captain would send us to go searching for help/civilization.
But if he leaves, I guess the rest of us can piddle around... Or Vena can come up with something to get the three of us working together without Cecil.
@Mogtaki So...is Cecil going to stay on the boat?
Is there a particular plot point you are waiting for? It is kind of hard to get the party together soon if Cecli and Amune aren't around.
Is there a particular plot point you are waiting for? It is kind of hard to get the party together soon if Cecli and Amune aren't around.
@Raylah at least we have one hero among us! Very nice post.
Her lungs were filled, and she turned her head to the side and coughed out heaps of the salty ocean water. She didn’t remember the ship sinking. She was prepared, she thought, and then…
“There there. Take it easy, sugar.” A soft and kind voice spoke, and Adrianna immediately looked over towards the source of the sound. The woman was likely a few years younger than Adrianna, though it was possible they were the same age. She was likely attractive, if she hadn’t looked like a drowned rat, with makeup streaks along her cheeks from thick liner.
She patted Adrianna’s back as Adrianna coughed up more water, but as her senses returned to her, Adrianna tensed and tried to get out of the woman’s reach. Adrianna rolled onto her stomach, though her limbs felt like jelly, and began to scoot away. “Aw honey, calm down. Stay here. It’s going to be okay. You have a few cuts on you. Let me look at them.” She reached out once more for Adrianna, but the magi panicked.
“Don’t fucking touch me!” She shouted. “Get away from me!!” Her voice sounded high compared to her usual calm, collected way of speaking. Fortunately, it could easily be attributed to the cracking that occurred in young men going through puberty. She twisted her arm from the woman’s grasp, ending up on her back once more, and she scooted away a few feet.
The woman’s kind disposition melted away and she glared at Adrianna. “You don’t have to be such a jackass. A simple ‘Thanks for saving my life’ would do just fine.” She glowered.
Adrianna had another coughing fit, and when she looked up again, her rescuer was preoccupied with someone else. Good. The last thing she needed was someone touching her and…trying to tend to her. Ugh.
As she got better control of her limbs, Adrianna moved off a little way from the others. She shed the jacket that had likely saved her life while she floated unconscious through the water, and possible led to her being dragged onto the shore and resuscitated. The woman was right. She did deserve a little gratitude, and she was right to be upset. But it was better for Adrianna to keep her distance for now, rather than get to close to someone. Last she remembered, there were hunters on that ship.
Her clothing was soaked, and unlike most of the other men, she wasn’t ready to peel off all of her layers and let things dry. She did take off her pack, grateful she had attached it beneath the life jacket, and took off her boots before assessing the cuts the woman had mentioned earlier. They weren’t bad, just a few on her arms, though a cut on the life jacket itself suggested she would have had a rather nasty piece of glass embedded in her chest if not for the bright orange vest.
Adrianna was glad she had wrapped her kit well, because most of the herbs and gauze still seemed to be dry. In the back of her mind, she knew the right thing to do was to take care of the others now—to help revive those who could come back, and then tend to their injuries. She knew it was the right thing to do, but she had to make sure she had her own faculties first.
One of the cuts on her arm needed to be stitched, but the other two simply shared a bandage wrapped around that region of her forearm. Fortunately, the stitching needed to occur on the non-dominant hand’s arm, and she spent the next few minutes taking care of that. She could have healed herself… but someone had already noticed her cuts, and having them disappear would be pretty damn suspicious.
Once her immediate needs were tended to, Adrianna did her best to get her mind off of her still dripping clothing. She looked around instead, briefly taking in the people, and then looking beyond them down the shoreline, desperately hoping she would see a pier, or another helpful landmark of civilization.
“There there. Take it easy, sugar.” A soft and kind voice spoke, and Adrianna immediately looked over towards the source of the sound. The woman was likely a few years younger than Adrianna, though it was possible they were the same age. She was likely attractive, if she hadn’t looked like a drowned rat, with makeup streaks along her cheeks from thick liner.
She patted Adrianna’s back as Adrianna coughed up more water, but as her senses returned to her, Adrianna tensed and tried to get out of the woman’s reach. Adrianna rolled onto her stomach, though her limbs felt like jelly, and began to scoot away. “Aw honey, calm down. Stay here. It’s going to be okay. You have a few cuts on you. Let me look at them.” She reached out once more for Adrianna, but the magi panicked.
“Don’t fucking touch me!” She shouted. “Get away from me!!” Her voice sounded high compared to her usual calm, collected way of speaking. Fortunately, it could easily be attributed to the cracking that occurred in young men going through puberty. She twisted her arm from the woman’s grasp, ending up on her back once more, and she scooted away a few feet.
The woman’s kind disposition melted away and she glared at Adrianna. “You don’t have to be such a jackass. A simple ‘Thanks for saving my life’ would do just fine.” She glowered.
Adrianna had another coughing fit, and when she looked up again, her rescuer was preoccupied with someone else. Good. The last thing she needed was someone touching her and…trying to tend to her. Ugh.
As she got better control of her limbs, Adrianna moved off a little way from the others. She shed the jacket that had likely saved her life while she floated unconscious through the water, and possible led to her being dragged onto the shore and resuscitated. The woman was right. She did deserve a little gratitude, and she was right to be upset. But it was better for Adrianna to keep her distance for now, rather than get to close to someone. Last she remembered, there were hunters on that ship.
Her clothing was soaked, and unlike most of the other men, she wasn’t ready to peel off all of her layers and let things dry. She did take off her pack, grateful she had attached it beneath the life jacket, and took off her boots before assessing the cuts the woman had mentioned earlier. They weren’t bad, just a few on her arms, though a cut on the life jacket itself suggested she would have had a rather nasty piece of glass embedded in her chest if not for the bright orange vest.
Adrianna was glad she had wrapped her kit well, because most of the herbs and gauze still seemed to be dry. In the back of her mind, she knew the right thing to do was to take care of the others now—to help revive those who could come back, and then tend to their injuries. She knew it was the right thing to do, but she had to make sure she had her own faculties first.
One of the cuts on her arm needed to be stitched, but the other two simply shared a bandage wrapped around that region of her forearm. Fortunately, the stitching needed to occur on the non-dominant hand’s arm, and she spent the next few minutes taking care of that. She could have healed herself… but someone had already noticed her cuts, and having them disappear would be pretty damn suspicious.
Once her immediate needs were tended to, Adrianna did her best to get her mind off of her still dripping clothing. She looked around instead, briefly taking in the people, and then looking beyond them down the shoreline, desperately hoping she would see a pier, or another helpful landmark of civilization.
Adrianna got a few minutes to gather herself and get some fresh air. She had avoided the hunters, and instead watched some of the crew and guests wander around the deck. One of the hunters ran towards her a short while later, chasing some small child. She did a double take, worried for a moment that she was some magi child and he was chasing her maliciously.
Fortunately, Adrianna realized quickly that they were just playing, by the girl’s happy squealing. The hunter looked…oddly familiar, but Adrianna didn’t have much time to ponder that, as an announcement sounded. Though the captain was calm, Adrianna was pretty confident that the situation was far from normal. They needed to get down to their cabins, and get their life-jackets on. Good thing she could swim. Still, she looked up at the sky curiously at the end of it. True, he had said they would be struck by a wave, but she thought waves came with storms, and she saw nothing. She turned her attention out towards the sea, looking for the wave that was mentioned.
The families with children rushed about to gather together and go downstairs to their rooms. Adrianna was somewhere in the middle, after the immediate flurry but before the crew had to usher her down. She went to her private room, gathering her possessions and putting everything on her person. Most of her herbs were already stored in a bag that stayed protected from most water, like rain, but she opened it up and ensured that they were well-wrapped in case of total submersion as well. In the same pouch, she checked on some of her…other supplies as well. The small cloths also weren’t supposed to get wet, and as she was running quite low on them, she did not want to risk losing any of them. She hadn’t been able to comfortably restock those in the last town she went to, and now she did not have enough to last the next cycle.
What if we end up at sea for days? [/i]That is silly. We won’t end up adrift that long. The currents will bring us to land. We were only a few hours from port as it was.[/i]
What if we come about not at port, but in the middle of nowhere? What if it takes weeks to get to civilization? Calm down. You’ve got some time before it returns. And if it does, you have some wrapping for injuries….and there will be other women. It is not like you were the only adult woman on the board.
Deep breath. Take it one day at a time. One moment at a time. No use getting all worked up for naught.
Adrianna finished securing her supplies in her water-proof bag, and attached it to her waist. She put her satchel over her shoulder, and then she put the life-jacket on as well, even though she felt a little bit stupid wearing it while just sitting on her bed. Looking stupid and being alive was better than looking awesome and dead.
She replayed the rest of the captain’s message over again in her head. If they began to capsize, go out the emergency hatches, board the emergency vessels, and hope for the best. Women and children were first, but Adrianna didn’t mind waiting. Though…as she continued to sit there, she wondered if it was better to try to evacuate with the women. She had already run into hunters here on the boat, but none of them were women. If she wanted to stay away from them, it might be better to unbind herself and go early…At least one of them might have the supplies she needed. Heh.
Fortunately, Adrianna realized quickly that they were just playing, by the girl’s happy squealing. The hunter looked…oddly familiar, but Adrianna didn’t have much time to ponder that, as an announcement sounded. Though the captain was calm, Adrianna was pretty confident that the situation was far from normal. They needed to get down to their cabins, and get their life-jackets on. Good thing she could swim. Still, she looked up at the sky curiously at the end of it. True, he had said they would be struck by a wave, but she thought waves came with storms, and she saw nothing. She turned her attention out towards the sea, looking for the wave that was mentioned.
The families with children rushed about to gather together and go downstairs to their rooms. Adrianna was somewhere in the middle, after the immediate flurry but before the crew had to usher her down. She went to her private room, gathering her possessions and putting everything on her person. Most of her herbs were already stored in a bag that stayed protected from most water, like rain, but she opened it up and ensured that they were well-wrapped in case of total submersion as well. In the same pouch, she checked on some of her…other supplies as well. The small cloths also weren’t supposed to get wet, and as she was running quite low on them, she did not want to risk losing any of them. She hadn’t been able to comfortably restock those in the last town she went to, and now she did not have enough to last the next cycle.
What if we end up at sea for days? [/i]That is silly. We won’t end up adrift that long. The currents will bring us to land. We were only a few hours from port as it was.[/i]
What if we come about not at port, but in the middle of nowhere? What if it takes weeks to get to civilization? Calm down. You’ve got some time before it returns. And if it does, you have some wrapping for injuries….and there will be other women. It is not like you were the only adult woman on the board.
Deep breath. Take it one day at a time. One moment at a time. No use getting all worked up for naught.
Adrianna finished securing her supplies in her water-proof bag, and attached it to her waist. She put her satchel over her shoulder, and then she put the life-jacket on as well, even though she felt a little bit stupid wearing it while just sitting on her bed. Looking stupid and being alive was better than looking awesome and dead.
She replayed the rest of the captain’s message over again in her head. If they began to capsize, go out the emergency hatches, board the emergency vessels, and hope for the best. Women and children were first, but Adrianna didn’t mind waiting. Though…as she continued to sit there, she wondered if it was better to try to evacuate with the women. She had already run into hunters here on the boat, but none of them were women. If she wanted to stay away from them, it might be better to unbind herself and go early…At least one of them might have the supplies she needed. Heh.
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