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Who: Rob, OPEN
Open: Open
When: Day 212
Where: The entrance to the Bastion, the Onsen, the Distillery, and moving between those places.
What: Rob survived a solo trip to the Skyway and returned with unwarranted optimism. And bruises. Lots of bruises.
Format: Any, will match
Warnings: Poor decisions. Pain.
( Cut for private pre-post stuff and epic Rob vs. Squirt action )
A black eye, a skinned elbow, a skinned knee, an aching groin, and a wide variety of bruises across most of his body. All for 32 shards and a backpack a third full of random junk. Rob re-entered the Bastion sore, dusty, drenched in sweat, and in a surprisingly good mood. In fact, he felt better than he had since his arrival. As exhausted as he was, as much adrenaline had coursed through his body in the last few hours, as afraid for his life as he'd been a few times, he also felt a sense of accomplishment that he wasn't used to; he'd just gone out, fought monsters, and survived mostly intact. He'd burned off a bit of pent-up aggression and had come out the other side feeling both like he'd really lived and that this was something he was capable of succeeding at. He wasn't sure why he was feeling the way he was, but that was something he'd need to figure out later. For now he needed to soak in hot water and sleep. He doubted that he'd be able to do this again tomorrow otherwise. Or probably even if he did; this kind of soreness wasn't likely to go away completely overnight.
Rob can be found at the entrance, soaking in the Onsen (and probably falling asleep in the water for a bit), scarfing down something at the Distillery (possibly with a glass of Mender's Mead), and traveling between those locations and his cottage. If his bruises aren't a hint as to what he's been up to, his clinking backpack, the knife and sheathed sword on his belt, and the round shield he's carrying will probably give that information.
Open: Open
When: Day 212
Where: The entrance to the Bastion, the Onsen, the Distillery, and moving between those places.
What: Rob survived a solo trip to the Skyway and returned with unwarranted optimism. And bruises. Lots of bruises.
Format: Any, will match
Warnings: Poor decisions. Pain.
( Cut for private pre-post stuff and epic Rob vs. Squirt action )
A black eye, a skinned elbow, a skinned knee, an aching groin, and a wide variety of bruises across most of his body. All for 32 shards and a backpack a third full of random junk. Rob re-entered the Bastion sore, dusty, drenched in sweat, and in a surprisingly good mood. In fact, he felt better than he had since his arrival. As exhausted as he was, as much adrenaline had coursed through his body in the last few hours, as afraid for his life as he'd been a few times, he also felt a sense of accomplishment that he wasn't used to; he'd just gone out, fought monsters, and survived mostly intact. He'd burned off a bit of pent-up aggression and had come out the other side feeling both like he'd really lived and that this was something he was capable of succeeding at. He wasn't sure why he was feeling the way he was, but that was something he'd need to figure out later. For now he needed to soak in hot water and sleep. He doubted that he'd be able to do this again tomorrow otherwise. Or probably even if he did; this kind of soreness wasn't likely to go away completely overnight.
Rob can be found at the entrance, soaking in the Onsen (and probably falling asleep in the water for a bit), scarfing down something at the Distillery (possibly with a glass of Mender's Mead), and traveling between those locations and his cottage. If his bruises aren't a hint as to what he's been up to, his clinking backpack, the knife and sheathed sword on his belt, and the round shield he's carrying will probably give that information.