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middleofsomewhere2020-01-11 09:10 am
voidtreckermods) wrote in middleofsomewhere2020-01-11 09:10 am
Let it Snow: Blue Start
The moment the doors open for purple to jump the train is speaking again. “Blue team to doors. Void shift imminent. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one” The train lurches and shudders as the windows flash the colour of the void for a split second before it shakes again and they are back in that frozen tundra.
The doors open and blue can jump down into a large snowdrift. They are at the foot of an impressive mountain range. Snow swirls around them, the wind hows. Ahead of them, half obscured by snow is a tunnel entrance.
Even getting there is exhausting, wading through the snow. Inside there is no snow but it is cold. The walls and floor shine with ice and the way is treacherous. It is pitch black.
Their task is to find those hiding in the tunnels. Some have formed makeshift camps in large caverns, others have fled into the small tunnels and have gotten themselves lost.
The voidtreckers are lucky to at least have a map on their SCA though it does not show where anybody else it. It is time to start the task of rounding everyone up and making sure they can survive the storm.
The doors open and blue can jump down into a large snowdrift. They are at the foot of an impressive mountain range. Snow swirls around them, the wind hows. Ahead of them, half obscured by snow is a tunnel entrance.
Even getting there is exhausting, wading through the snow. Inside there is no snow but it is cold. The walls and floor shine with ice and the way is treacherous. It is pitch black.
Their task is to find those hiding in the tunnels. Some have formed makeshift camps in large caverns, others have fled into the small tunnels and have gotten themselves lost.
The voidtreckers are lucky to at least have a map on their SCA though it does not show where anybody else it. It is time to start the task of rounding everyone up and making sure they can survive the storm.
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"Right, I can help you if you prefer. I only require small amounts of food to keep my skin from flaking off."
Drop
Marcus frowned, "Nothing at all." as he grabbed the dagger and gave it back to Ignis."
Ground
He's my friend and Commanding Officer.
I can tell you later about John Connor and some of the others."
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The advisor shook his head. "I would never demand anyone do something they weren't comfortable with, so the choice remains yours." He wasn't quite sure what to make of the skin comment so he didn't. "Well there's plenty just in case you want it." Notice he didn't say need it.
Drop
He was quite touched the dagger was returned to him and once it was, Ignis dismissed the weapon. "I suppose not." The tone of disappointment remained. He was half hoping there was some actual flesh on it somewhere and that was not the order of the day.
Ground
Ignis was surprised to hear a little more about this John Connor fellow. It made him smile and that was a good thing. "I will certainly look forward to hearing about your friends around the campfire later."