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Who: Anyone
When: Day 70, morning
Where: Anywhere
What: Look around! Run into each other! Get cleaned up!
[ So it's been a day since the HQ was moved, and everyone has no doubt been enjoying the sunshine and the lifting of that oppressive gloom. Some have even started to get things cleaned up again. Appropriate for chaos to be followed by order again, hm? Those who are interested in grabbing some cleaning supplies will notice that Eizon has actually generously set out some already by his shine, today.
For other people still exploring, some may notice that a lot of vines fell away when the HQ was uprooted, and people searching around outside will see that about where level 4 starts, some of the wall looks different--a weaker texture, actually more like concrete that was filled over something. There also seems to be remains of twisted metal scaffolding or railing in some places, all along two stone ledges that trace around the half of the HQ opposite the window side. Perhaps these were once balconies?
In any case, be careful while you're out there, it seems like a lot more Red Lizagons are around this high up in the canopy! Some of them even seem extra mad. Maybe the HQ squished some nests?]
When: Day 70, morning
Where: Anywhere
What: Look around! Run into each other! Get cleaned up!
[ So it's been a day since the HQ was moved, and everyone has no doubt been enjoying the sunshine and the lifting of that oppressive gloom. Some have even started to get things cleaned up again. Appropriate for chaos to be followed by order again, hm? Those who are interested in grabbing some cleaning supplies will notice that Eizon has actually generously set out some already by his shine, today.
For other people still exploring, some may notice that a lot of vines fell away when the HQ was uprooted, and people searching around outside will see that about where level 4 starts, some of the wall looks different--a weaker texture, actually more like concrete that was filled over something. There also seems to be remains of twisted metal scaffolding or railing in some places, all along two stone ledges that trace around the half of the HQ opposite the window side. Perhaps these were once balconies?
In any case, be careful while you're out there, it seems like a lot more Red Lizagons are around this high up in the canopy! Some of them even seem extra mad. Maybe the HQ squished some nests?]
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[Leo takes several steps back, body twisting left and right as he looks completely around himself, each step cautious. He stabs into the moss to his left once with the tip of his sword and finds nothing.
He'll have to make a bigger 'bang', won't he?
Jabberwock's summon is brief, considering there isn't enough space for him in here. It's long enough that his claws and chains rake at the mossy ground and stab into anything remotely covered in the green carpet.]
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Leo's screaming. There's no way not to cry out, but it's pure adrenaline now. The pain is more a pressure that he can't ignore. He wrenches his right arm back as far as it will go, and plunges the sword into its side repeatedly in sharp stabs, knocking into bone like branches when he pulls back again.]
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With a wet slurp and gurgle of something he doesn't care to know, he jerks the sword back out of the feline, and lowers his arm exhaustively. After a full minute trying to regain his strength, he shoves and shoves and shoves and gets absolutely no where trying to get the cat off of him, only gaining some much needed deeper breaths until it drops back onto him. In angry retaliation, Leo yells at the cat and beats along the jaw line in a temper tantrum.
When that energy ceases, he uses the time to gather the useful things Ygin asked for. He can't tell that the heart is still beating - as Ygin said it would (he'll get that last) - but he beats out a tooth, and has to slice a claw off, nicking up Elliot's blade, because it's the only thing Leo has to use. Some of the damp moss drips onto him, and he considers some of the mossy fur that's already been sliced off. His arm is still caught in its jaws as the cat's body shifts into rigor mortis. He's too alarmed of possible danger to close his eyes.]
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Leo! Is that you?
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He scrambles on over, setting his weapon to the side, pulling at the damn thing to get it off of him. He makes sure to be careful in the process.]
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Tali..... [Leo's eyes open and focus, dark pools with golden hues dotted around them like lights, until they catch the armor and the back of the other's head.] .. Chris.
OW!
[His arm is still is still stuck in those jaws, and as you try to drag the beast off, his limb is jerked with it. His whole body shudders with the nauseating pain of a broken limb. He can hear the heart still beating, mysteriously, since he's quite sure the moss lion is dead.] I can't get ... this off. My arm..
-- I n-need the h-heart still.
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Just stay still, we can help. [His shoulder gets squeezed, and then, regardless of what Chris is up to, she'll be starting to pry those jaws apart. Someone else can worry about collecting bits, she's more concerned about the fact that Leo is clearly in a lot more pain than he should be.]
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It's almost over.
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As soon as his arm is free, he can feel Chris jerk the lion away. There are many stab wounds along its side, puncturing the lungs of the creature until it drowned in its own blood. It wasn't a pretty death, and it wasn't quick. He has enough mind to talk, so he must be thinking partially straight.]
Shepard... Elliot are coming,, down.. I fell. They're coming. Ambushed. Need a second.
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We need to get him out of here.
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She spots the dead lion first, then Leo, then Tali, then Chris and although stuff obviously went down, she's relieved to see them all breathing and moving.
Elliot is pulled over and helped to sit next to Leo, because she knows he'd create if he wasn't, cracking her neck with a groan. She'd say something, 'I'm glad everyone's still alive,' or something similar. But her throat's given up and there'll be time for questions later.]
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[Chris looks up when he sees Jane and Elliot, looking like absolute hell. He can't help but give her a, what the hell did you guys get yourselves into this time lineface...but he's actually glad they're not lost in nature somewhere in a predicament like Leo's in.]
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She nods at the suggestion of healing, managing to croak out something that sounds like 'Dellen', crouching down next to Tali and looking over Leo's arm, then to the moss lion and back to him, eyebrow raised. There are scorch marks on the ground nearby, but she's too busy eyeing the stab wounds and wondering if he'd managed it without Jabberwock.]
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All he wants to do is sleep right now, but he presses himself up regardless of any fussing from anyone else. Leo finally gets enough oxygen to speak, his breath catching up with him, lungs and body protesting angrily.]
It's not life threatening.. my arm, mostly. I'll heal on my own..
[There's visible relief when he sees Jane and Elliot looking the same as they did before - even as that is pretty horrible. It means they didn't run into anyone else. Curled up in Leo's hands, are pieces of the moss lion that he'd agitatedly beat out until he ran out of steam. All he does is leeeaaan until he hits Elliot's shoulder and look at Jane, then Chris, Tali. All living. That's good.]
The heart- [He can't really adjust his arm out of pain, even the position for so long cramped it up, but he keeps it close. It still needs bandages for now. Blood loss and exhaustion with Leo are the first concerns.]
Take the meat... anything else.
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A few broken bones he can live with, and so he's just going keep quiet and let those that are not as injured lead though he does nudge Leo with that shoulder he's leaning against in a -
Hey.. glad you're okay!]
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How are you holding up, Shepard? I don't need both of you passing out from exhaustion while we try to get Leo and Elliot somewhere to rest safely. [Even if she doesn't know where that'll be. The apartment? One of the gods? Aside from a few minor suit ruptures and scrapes, she's probably in the best shape of all of them right now, but the one least qualified to direct any sort of operations here.]
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I'll manage. Let's get what Leo needs and get back. I don't doubt this corpse will attract other things to us if we don't hurry.
[She stands, scooping the sword from next to Leo and moves over to the dead lion, hovering the tip around its body, looking for the best place to get the heart. Settles for the area around its stomach, plunging the blade in with a grimace and slicing it open. She's really regretting not adjusting her Omni-blade before she came out. A pair of hooked-blades aren't very good for butchering.]
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What happened to Isabella?
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[then an arm is going around Leo's waist, keeping him upright] Leo...
[he's frowning now, worried that his original trust in Leo's healing wasn't a good one]
You're swaying, do you need someone to carry you? Don't lie.
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Someone should carry him. He'll be too slow on his own.
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[She's on her knees now, hand inside the lion rooting for it's heart. And seeing as it's still beating, it isn't hard to find. She recoils as her hand touches it. Does that mean it's still alive?]
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