That's it for now!

[oi_theoi]

Who: Everyone
When: Day 112, late morning and on
Where: Headed Northward
What: A bit of normalcy

[Having switched routes from the preset course that was previously taking everyone southwest, the HQ now drifts steadily northward on manual navigation.

If one sticks their heads out onto the balcony and looks back, they can see the shape of a great feathered beast, her blue, green, and red feathers gleaming along a strangely serpentine body as she glides down on wings that dwarf the HQ. A few blasts of wind and a deep rumbling sound buffet the building, vibrating it a bit as she lands in the distance, followed by a haze of red shapes that rise off her and spread out over the area that the HQ once occupied.

There may be a tense moment while one waits to see if any of those red spots in the distance change course to pursue, but after maybe about half an hour of watching it becomes clear that for the time being none of those particular lizagons are interested.

The HQ drifts on, the jungle moving by below like a sea of green. It seems for now the HQ can finally have some peace. What will you do with the rest of the day?]


((ooc: A MINGLE TO BRING US BACK TO NORMAL PLAY. The HQ will be traveling at about 20-25 mph and take at least 4 or 5 IC days to clear the jungle, so in that time everyone is free to go back to regular posting! We'll be doing a more thorough summary and announcement stuff later on to catch everyone up to where we're at. Thanks to everyone who participated!))

Comments

[freelancetogoodhome]

[open mouth close mouth]

Ah... better than I could have said, yes.

[reversedemperor]

No homicidal tendencies?

[freelancetogoodhome]

None.

[reversedemperor]

[ To Rider. ]

Thank you for sitting on him.

[andiwantitnow]

Of course. He is a splendid warrior, and I dislike seeing him brought down. Least of all for a mad child's lark.

[freelancetogoodhome]

[that awkward moment when you realize you left your lance in someone's abdomen]

Ah... Rider... could... you assist with my lance?

[andiwantitnow]

. . . ah. Yes. Where did that other fellow get off to?

[no_hero]

[you know what? Fuck the gods for being on the fourth level when I'm on the third.

Which is to say, mage killer with a lance in his side has just been trying to get away and to stairs. you can imagine how difficult that is....]

[andiwantitnow]

Hmm . . .

[freelancetogoodhome]

[walking over, eyes hard for a long moment before he closes them briefly and kneels beside him]

Stop. Even you should know moving could sever an artery.

[no_hero]

[hope you're not wanting a response because breathing is pretty hard and ragged by this point. face pale, maybe he'd go into shock if he weren't being a stubborn ass.

But looking over to, some apprehension in his expression since. well. heroic spirit was just trying to kill him and has no reason to want to help him]

[freelancetogoodhome]

[Kiritsugu being a stubborn ass isn't unusual, but there is KNIGHT stuff to deal with here. On the one hand, moving the lance is a bad idea, on the other, moving Kiritsugu with the lance still in him is a worse idea.]

Hold still. This will hurt unfortunately.

[leaning forward to grip the haft of Gae Dearg placing the other hand against Kiritsugu's stomach]

[no_hero]

[........ oh no. no no no. this will definitely hurt.

and tensing will just make it worse, so trying very hard to keep still]

[freelancetogoodhome]

[knocking him out might be kinder, but starts to withdraw the head of the lance carefully from the injury as quickly as he's willing to risk it]

[no_hero]

[no matter how quick it is, biting back the cry of pain is really just not an option at this point.

And that sure is a lot of fresh new blood.]

[freelancetogoodhome]

[yeah, and since he doesn't have anything to bandage that with, he'll be dematerializing Gae Dearg (after cleaning some of blood off the blade) and lifting Kiritsugu]

[no_hero]

[that is a lot.of movement to someone losing blood and falling headfirst into shock, but stifling any further sounds of discomfort and keeping arm with broken wrist close to his body while his good hand presses against the open wound in his side...]

[freelancetogoodhome]

[yeah, guess we're carrying you to Dellen's shrine then :|a]

[aquamama]

[when summoned:]

Oh, boys.

[Y 8(

getting promptly on healing jeez!!]

[freelancetogoodhome]

[isn't really going to say anything to that since "at least it was only the one" and "at least he didn't die" don't really sound like good ideas right now]

[no_hero]

[hell if he cares what you have to say about it. Not being in severe pain is always a good thing, though.

Possibly wincing as though he's expecting there to be more pain accompanying the healing, but mostly lookingnto Dellen in dull surprise, as if just realizing where they are.]

[aquamama]

[healing does not hurt, actually, it hurts less! She is using water to close up the worst of the internal injury, then clean the wound and seal the skin. he'll still be sore and want to go easy for a bit, but way better.

she also pets his hair while she does this]

Shh... You're all right now.

[no_hero]

[things Emiya Kiritsugu is never used to: that.

but is breathing easier]

Thank you...

[leaves who he's thank up to others to decide]

[freelancetogoodhome]

[will assume it's her]

What will I owe you for this, lady Dellen?

[aquamama]

[will assume it's me too =x]

While you may, if you like, he has... an account. Someone anticipated this.