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5 years ago ::
Nov 26, 2007 - 2:20PM
#21
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Date Joined:
Jul 23, 2007
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With a flurry of sudden movement, Nerra unfolds from her corner, arms rising above her head in a languorous stretch that shifts into a more practical flexing, her body twisting preztel-like to the left and then the right.
Not a long nap, but it will have to do.
Not giving too much mind to her fellow inmates for the moment, she looks around the stark room again, this time with an eye for the inanimate.
Is there any furniture/fixtures in the room aside from the lights?
Any debris (like rocks or such)?
Also, sorry for the longish stretch between posts; but I'm sure you know how thanksgiving is.
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5 years ago ::
Nov 26, 2007 - 3:35PM
#22
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Shaking Gregory's hand with a firm grip Karsall relaxes a bit and a small grin appears on his face again. Just before he can answer again Nerra jumps up startling him for a second before he pulls himself together and abandons the defensive roll he was about to perform. His hands stop a strange routine and his shoulders seem to slouch for a moment before Karsall straightens himself again.
Wow that woman will crush even a fat bundle of twigs. No actually the twigs will bend and break themselves to escape her. And I sit here powerless like a duck in a pond without my psychic tome.
Looking at Nerra again his face becomes a little annoyed by her ongoing ignorance. Hey Lady, this is Gregory and I'm Karsall as you might have heard. How do you want to be called?
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5 years ago ::
Nov 26, 2007 - 3:44PM
#23
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Date Joined:
Oct 19, 2007
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Eamane, good to see you back. I know exactly how Thanksgiving is.
Aside from the lights (and the small discolored patch only Gregory knows about) the room appears completely empty.
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5 years ago ::
Nov 26, 2007 - 6:57PM
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Date Joined:
Sep 16, 2007
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Sativez finds his assesment of the situation matches that of the two men. What was it the guy said? Right-somethin' about an Inquisitor and...special plans. 'Special', of course, bein' shorthand for 'not somethin' designed with Sativez's best interests in mind'.[/green]
He turns his one open eye towards the light fixtures, a germ of an idea in his mind. Before he can develop the thought, however, Nerra awakes. Her quick movements are exactly the sort of thing that triggers reflexes honed by a life in the Underhives.
Without even concious thought, he pushes himself off the wall, launching into a headlong dive. As he hits the floor, he converts into a roll, using momentum to come up on his feet, facing Nerra, in a stance ready for fight or flight-except for his right hand, which is furiously grabbing air-as if searching for a weapon that was not there.
Then, as rational thought takes over from instinctive reflex, he realizes the women's movements are not offensive in nature, at least not yet. He drops his hands to his sides and straightens up, as if trying to correct his error before anybody sees him.
[color=blue]Don't do that! he says, speaking for the first time since he woke up.
Can I get a little more detail on those light fixtures, please? Are they supsended from the ceiling by chains, or more like the ones you see in office buildings, recessed into the ceiling and behind plastic sheets?
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5 years ago ::
Nov 27, 2007 - 2:00PM
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Oct 19, 2007
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The lights are in fixtures hung from the ceiling by metal wires (not full on chains). A power cord can be seen extending from the center of each fixture into the ceiling. There is no visible way of turning the lights on or off.
Each fixture is about 10 feet long and a foot wide. It contains 4 bulbs (mounted in parallel, each bulb is 10 feet long). There are 20 fixtures in total. They are mounted in 5 parallel lines.
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5 years ago ::
Nov 28, 2007 - 10:18PM
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Gregory looks slightly puzzled by the man's actions and outbursts Don't do what? Play with that little grey box? Fight amongst ourselves? Band up together to hopefully survive? sit here any longer? He looks like he's been in here just a little too long and needs to get out and DO something.
Sorry bout the ingame rant
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5 years ago ::
Nov 28, 2007 - 10:57PM
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Date Joined:
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The woman looks conflicted as she returns her attention to her fellows, disappointed and excited at the same time.
Ah-ha! Two of them have good reflexes, though out of place. Perhaps this is a final test! I must be cautious and bold at the same time, yes.
Her internal monologue is not without it's external outputs; namely the entirely predatory bearing of teeth that spreads over her face while Gregory rants.
"Call me En for now. Names may make it more difficult once the next task is revealed. Care to spar in preparation?"
After a brief pause, Nerra assures the others that her words were not a veiled threat;
"I am not hand deadly; yet."
For her part, she has not assumed a visible combat stance as of yet, her possible opponents just a bit too far away to provoke such a reaction just yet perhaps. On the other hand, that manic grin hasn't slipped off her face, no matter how little it matches her words.
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5 years ago ::
Nov 28, 2007 - 10:58PM
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Date Joined:
Oct 19, 2007
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Any time you people want to advance the plot, tell me and I'll get the real game started. Just to let you know, it does not involve you escaping from the cell.
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5 years ago ::
Nov 29, 2007 - 7:44AM
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This is neither the right time nor the right place for it. Relaxing himself Karsall grins at Narra. I might come back to your offer En another time though. But right now I'm more interested in some hints to why we're put together here and what they intend to do with us. Especially what they want from me. And if thats not going to happen soon sme drink and perhaps a little food would be nice to get that stale taste out of my mouth.
With a sigh he lays back and tries to make himself comfortable on the bare ground. Failing to do so he gives up after a few seconds and looks at the ratling. Screw that how could you possible sleep like that? How do you want to be called anyways? Don't look like you'd enjoy peewee much eh?
Yeah time to move on. Our characters are not the type of guys that chatter all day, especially in the given situation.
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5 years ago ::
Nov 29, 2007 - 6:15PM
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Date Joined:
Sep 16, 2007
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In response to Karsall's question, Sativez shrugs. Practice. And you can call me- He starts to give a false name, then decides against it. -Sativez.
As for why we are here, I seem to remember somethin' about an Inquisitor havin' plans for us, right before I blacked out. So, if I had somethin' worth wagerin', I'd wager it that he has some kinda special mission for us. If we make it out with our lives, we get them back. What he's not gonna tell us, of course, is that it's a suicide mission.
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