dragondancer515 (dragondancer515) wrote,
@ 2014-03-17 08:24:00

GM: ......... *looks at the cave, looks around, looks at the sky and the setting sun* All right, all right. Guess it's about time to start looking for shelter for the night. *not that he thinks a cave would be safe....at least it's big enough to accommodate him...*

Girl: *when he heads that way, she smiles and follows after him. Her companions follow too. She'll find a place where she can climb thee wall and perch closer to eye level with him once he's sitting. In the dark of the cave, her eyes glow.*

GM: *looks at her* You know, that can't be healthy...

Girl: *has been listening to him talk all day...and proves to be a decent mimic* You know that can't be healthy. *headtilt*

GM: *startles a bit...then snickers* You have no idea what you just said, do you? *half-considers "making" her say things that are inappropriate for a little girl to say, just because it'd be amusing, but...he won't*

Girl: *his snickers gets a smile from her*

Bat: *lets out a distressed sound and goes deeper into the cave*

Girl: *looks towards the entrance with a frown.*

Fuzz: *settled by some rocks at GM's feet, unconcerned.*

GM: *tenses, also looking to the entrance – damn, and him without his weapons…*

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	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-17 01:00 pm UTC (link)
	He'll hear a low rumble from what sounds to be a decently large creature, and it's coming closer Bat: becomes a nervous ball of /spikes/ and will go hide behind a large rock. Girl: will duck behind covers as well. Fuzz: still unconcerned. Green eyes half lidded like it may sleep soon. (Reply to this)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-17 01:22 pm UTC (link)
	GM: ………… okay, so the fuzzball doesn't seem to care – or comprehend – but for himself, he'll take cues from the other two, shifts into a more defensible position and looks around for something he can use as a weapon, maybe break off a stalactite or stalagmite if he can find one (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-17 01:36 pm UTC (link)
	he'll be able to pick up a large boulder....better than nothing. The massive creature sniffs the air as it moves into the cave, rumbling a low growl as glowing green eyes lock on GM. It looks hungry and seems to think GM looks tasty. One moment it's still, watching him, the next it's leaping at him to attack. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-17 01:47 pm UTC (link)
	GM: not gonna wait, he's got himself and three others to protect – as soon as it moves in, he dives forward as well, aiming to crush the monster's skull with his boulder, or at the very least stun it and drive it off, he's /not/ going to be dinner tonight! (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

socrowdedinhere
2014-03-17 01:57 pm UTC (link)

*boulder hits skull....and boulder breaks apart in GM's hand. The creature it stunned for a moment, but not deterred. It comes at him again, knocking him down and trying to literally bit his head off. GM, as much as he's putting up a good fight, only has one good arm, and is already beaten up pretty good...he knows he's going to lose this. But then he hears a /hiss/ from the fuzz ball. The creature /jerks/ back from GM with a startled and perhaps frightened yelp. It turns and flees, the fuzz ball snarling and snapping as it chases the creature out green eyes now red.*
Fuzz: *stops at the mouth of the cave and come back in. It was a fast little thing, and looked vicious, but was /tiny/ compared to what it just chased off...wtf, right?*

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	dragondancer515 2014-03-17 02:02 pm UTC (link)
	GM: well . . . he'd /had/ one good arm, he'd thrown it up on reflex to try to block the attack, so if the beast got hold of it . . . flinch of surprise when the little fuzz mote hisses, and then /sits/ up when it manages to run the monstrous beast off . . . looking between Fuzzy and the cave entrance Okay, I'll bite . . . the /hell/ just happened? (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-17 02:23 pm UTC (link)
	Fuzz: grumble snorts and will pull itself up onto GM's foot like it intends to stay there. Girl: come out and down to give the Fuzz a petscratch, which earns her a muttergrumble, like it doesn't want to admit that felt good she says something to GM, sounding concerned about him. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

dragondancer515
2014-03-17 02:39 pm UTC (link)

GM: *after saving his bacon from that horror, he's /not/ going to complain about Fuzzy sitting on his foot – his shoulder got wrenched and a few teeth scratched his armor, but for the most part his good arm is still his /good/ arm - rolls the shoulder a few times in an attempt to get teeth of gears to line back up, finally manages, looks down at her with a small, lopsided grin* Yeah, I'll live. Thanks, Fuzzy. *reaches down to softly poke a finger into its fur and sort of scratch at it*

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	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-17 02:46 pm UTC (link)
	Fuzz: one green eye opens to study him, but it doesn't protest the attention Bat: floats out and will bump GM's hand. It wants attention too. Girl: pats his leg, and will crawl into his lap to sleep. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-17 03:00 pm UTC (link)
	GM: looks down at them all, optics glowing softly from behind his cracked visor – he'll get the girl cradled in the hand of his wounded arm (hey, gotta be good for /something/ right now), then will petscratch at the bat-thing a bit before settling himself to try to get some rest (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

socrowdedinhere
2014-03-17 03:14 pm UTC (link)

*the night will pass with only minor disturbances. Four or five times GM will wake to the sound of the Fuzz hissing and scrambling after something in the night. Once he'll hear a pained yelp and the sounds of something being quickly consumed. Before he can get up fully the Fuzz returns and settles again. Soon light has come again, the Fuzz waking and retreating to shadows outside before it can be trapped in the cave.*

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dragondancer515
2014-03-17 03:20 pm UTC (link)

GM: …………………. *decides he probably really REALLY doesn't want to know . . . rest is fitful, he doesn't /like/ being out here on his own (alone, separated from his team), silently /grateful/ for what company he does have . . . will pull out his gas can and take a few swigs, trying to be careful with it…even though his gauge is /complaining/ at him, will climb to his feet, still carrying the girl if she's not yet woken up, and will head outside, waving for Batty to come too*

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socrowdedinhere
2014-03-17 03:54 pm UTC (link)

Bat: *will hover just off his shoulder*
Girl: *still sleeping in his hand*
Fuzz: *will move into his shadow, practically hugged to the inside of a foot. GM will be sure he steps on the thing once bit it doesn't seem to care or notice.*
*the day will pass and as night it falling GM finds his way to the wreck of a ship he was flung from. He sees lots of foot prints of his teammates as well of some of the nasties that would make a meal of him. As night falls the girl seems desperate to get into the ship, into cover.*

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	dragondancer515 2014-03-17 04:00 pm UTC (link)
	GM: no argument from him . . . he's /exhausted/ and running on fumes, optics /dim/ and on the verge of stasis – works his way inside both for shelter and /praying/ he finds some fuel! (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

socrowdedinhere
2014-03-17 04:12 pm UTC (link)

*no luck on fuel. Tonight will be quieter, though, buried safely in the wreck. He'll...slip into stasis from lack of fuel...*
*The others are up bright and early, the group splitting into teams of four to search for GM. Zero spots prints he didn't see yesterday and he, with the three with him, will follow them to the ship. As one of the BP go to step in they'll hear a /hiss/ and a scrabbling sound.*
Zero: *!!! Garbs him and /yanks/ him back into the light.* Get back!
Fuzz: *stops at the edge of the darkness, growling*
Zero: ?? ....Only one...? *sounds perplexed*

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	dragondancer515 2014-03-17 04:26 pm UTC (link)
	PJ: /yelps/ in surprise as he stumbles back…then /stares/ The hell is /that/? (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

socrowdedinhere
2014-03-17 04:31 pm UTC (link)

Zero: ...vicious little things that usually accumulate in packs of fifty or more and can consume metal and meat alike in moments. I've.../never/ seen one alone.
*They'll hear a sound from inside and then spot a second pair of red eyes peering out at them. A moment later the girl comes out to stand by Fuzz.*
Fuzz: *doesn't seem to take notice of her*
Zero: O,o Interesting.
Girl: *in a mimic of GM she waves.* Yo.

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	dragondancer515 2014-03-17 05:05 pm UTC (link)
	PJ: …………….well, /that's/ a Gunmax thing if I ever heard one. Hey, girl! Call off your little friend. Is Gunmax hiding in there? points into the ship (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-17 05:12 pm UTC (link)
	Girl: perks at the name and scoops up Fuzz Fuzz: eyes go blue, startled as he flails a moment then goes still, eyes green and calm even as he grumbles. Girl: Gunmax! motions for them to follow and heads back in. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-17 05:53 pm UTC (link)
	PJ: starts to comment, but at his teammate's name, he hurries after her (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-17 05:57 pm UTC (link)
	((the other two go in too or wait outside? They were searching in groups of four.)) Zero: follows PJ in They'll find GM tucked into a corner, offline Girl: jabbering softly to them, clearly worried about GM Zero: if PJ will support him, Zero will pour a cylinder of fuel into GM. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

dragondancer515
2014-03-17 06:17 pm UTC (link)

((They were around back of the ship, didn't hear. ...busy/rough day, DEFINITELY a Monday, barely handling one at a time right now. >,<))

PJ: Gunmax! Bastard, you've had us /worried/! *for all his rough growling, he's careful as he pulls GM from the corner and into his arms – supports him as Zero fuels him, waiting impatiently for his systems to kick over and reboot*

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	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-17 06:42 pm UTC (link)
	((Nodnod We can change it to groups of two)) Zero: when GM wakes he'll try to kind of lean back so PJ is the first one he sees. (Reply to this)(Parent)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-17 06:57 pm UTC (link)
	GM comes around slowly, then /bucks/ as he registers being /held/. PJ drops him – as carefully as he can, he /is/ already really badly injured – but is talking to him, "Hey! Hey! Idiot, it's me!", GM finally registers who it is and about goes /limp/. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-17 08:07 pm UTC (link)
	Zero: "Welcome back." offers his hand "I'm Subzero, glad we finally found you." Nolan: flies over to bump GM's head, happy the bot is awake. Sola: /smiling/ Keo: still softly grumbling, watching PJ and Zero. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

dragondancer515
2014-03-17 08:33 pm UTC (link)

GM: *studies Zero an instant, glances at PJ, gets a nod…offers his hand* "Gunmax. I'd stand to greet you more properly but…" *shrugs…and small, lopsided grin, gently swatting the bat away* "Yeah, yeah, I'll be fine, Nolan." *looks down, gives Sola a /grin/…then stern(-ish) look, softly poking at Keo* "No, Keo. They're friends. Well . . . you can probably nibble on this one." *thumbs at PJ*
PJ: What?! I"ll /nibble/ you, you bastard! *punches him in the head – not hard at all, but enough to tip GM's head some*
GM: *just /laughs/ and kind of punches back…awkwardly, that's the bad arm that's not working well at all*

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	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-17 08:36 pm UTC (link)
	Keo: grumbles a little louder, eyes flickering between green and red for a moment Zero: shakes his head "How in the /world/ did you ever manage to befriend one of those?" Nolan: will go float by Sola Sola: looking between GM and PJ, but they're clearly friends. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-17 08:43 pm UTC (link)
	GM: "One of what? Him?" shrugs "They're hers. This is Sola." offers her his good hand "Sola . . . Sub-zero . . . Pow-er-Joe . . . " speaks the names slowly, nodding at each (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-17 08:46 pm UTC (link)
	Sola: she's a good mimic Subzero. Power Joe. Yo. gives a wave Zero: wry I'm surprised /she/ befriended one of those. They're...rather dangerous, especially when with a pack. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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