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Day 196 : Start of the "Sickness Inside" plot
Who: Nathaniel (NPC) and everyone else who wants to be involved
Open: Open
When: Day 196
Where: Near the monument --> Out on the Skyway
What: Nathaniel needs a radio tower. He's enlisting the help of others to get said radio tower
Format: any
Warnings: Dead body discovery in the radio tower threads. Mentions of throw-up when Zulf joins the Okumura group.
This is the post for everything related to Day 196 of this particular event. The starter is in the comments, and important threads will be linked here as they are made.
Important threads:
START: by the monument
At the radio tower and the surrounding area
Regrouping
Meanwhile, at the Bastion...
Open: Open
When: Day 196
Where: Near the monument --> Out on the Skyway
What: Nathaniel needs a radio tower. He's enlisting the help of others to get said radio tower
Format: any
Warnings: Dead body discovery in the radio tower threads. Mentions of throw-up when Zulf joins the Okumura group.
This is the post for everything related to Day 196 of this particular event. The starter is in the comments, and important threads will be linked here as they are made.
Important threads:
START: by the monument
At the radio tower and the surrounding area
Regrouping
Meanwhile, at the Bastion...
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Yeah. Load me up.
[She moves back in, dropping to one knee with her back to Zulf so he can put both bags on her.]
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[Zulf carefully makes sure the bags are on her right before he takes a step back.]
That good?
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She might... still be a tiny bit miffed at him for what happened forever ago.
Just a tiny bit.]
Yeah. Let's go.
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[Carefully, and doing his best not to look down or breathe in too deep, Zulf heads out of the room. He looks around a bit, deciding, before figuring they may as well just go across the hall. His hand reaches out and... the door opens up smoothly.]
...Not locked.
[He takes in a breath to help steel himself this time and opens the door to see what's inside.]
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Pack heavy on her back but not so much that she can't carry it, she keeps behind Zulf, letting him lead the way down the hall to the next room.]
... would they have locked whoever got this crap up somewhere that he couldn't get to everyone else? Or... did they not have enough time for that... ?
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This room had been a storage room, but had been changed into a sleeping room of sorts. There aren't any real beds here, just bedrolls strewn about. There are some personal items too.
Most of the dead are in here, as they had never made it out of their 'beds'.]
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[A hiss escapes him as he sees even more corpses and he squeezes his eyes shut for a moment before reluctantly forcing them open again. He's starting to shake harder, as much as he does his best to contain it.]
Give me the lighter pack, please. [He says it even as he glances around. The people who died here knew Caelondian... But are there any Ura here? That's what he's looking for.] And Rin... You don't have to come inside if you don't want to.
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She starts to say something, to reply to what, but what comes out instead is a disgusting gagging as she quickly turns away.
All that effort to keep her stomach has gone away, and she's too busy retching to reply or hand him the pack.]
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[Zulf exits the room to go to her side, helping pull the packs off so that he can try and rub at her back. Just vomit everything up, Rin, so that it doesn't come back later.]
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I-I can't--... that smell--!
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[But he stays by her, not caring about the smell of vomit or anything else. His hand keeps rubbing at her back.]
Do you think putting the handkerchief over your nose will help?
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[She nods, fumbling around until she can find it again, shaking hands trying to tie the knot underneath her pigtails again.]
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[After a moment of watching her fumble, he moves in to do it himself. The smell is still there for him, he knows it, there's no escaping it, but it feels... not there at the same time. Maybe that's why he's so calm right now.]
It might only get worse from here on out.
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She shakes her head, though. If nothing else there really is very little left in her stomach to get rid of.]
No... but--... d-don't split up, right... ?
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[There's a painful ping in his chest before he takes another breath.]
Stay close, alright?
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I will.
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[The sooner they get through these rooms the better.
Besides, Nathaniel should be bursting in at any moment to yell at them once Yuki has successful ratted them out for being foolish.]
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[With that, he heads back into the room, glancing back at her just to make sure she's doing alright.]
It looks like this was converted to a sleeping area...
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They found shelter and used what they could I guess... I wonder if any of 'em ever even got that tower workin'.
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We'd have to ask Colin or Nathaniel on the state the tower is in... I didn't read anything in the letters that made mention of it. They were mostly farewell letters, like I said.
Do you think it would have done them any good if it did?
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[But that's a thin, useless hope for a group of people who have already perished.]
I'unno...
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Just let me know if you start to feel sick again, okay?
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Slowly. And not without a little bit of reluctance to believe it.]
I will...
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[Aaaand time for another search check!]
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