EVENT: HERE THERE BE MONSTERS

[initiatesnpc]

Date & Time: October 24 - October 31
Location: Throughout Exsilium
Characters: ALL; tag yourselves in
Summary: The Transports return from their mission to find the island crawling with monsters.
Warnings: Violence, possibly injuries (notify a mod if there's cause to add a particular warning!)

The Transports return from their mission to Medieval Russia, but the Initiative Hold is eerily deserted. Normally, their would be a number of Initiative personnel prepared to meet the Transports at the end of their mission for debriefing.

Instead, there is only silence.

That is, until a distant thumping sound can be heard. It is growing closer, and suddenly the beast is bursting into the room. It lets out a roar and charges. Within minutes, it is easily defeated, but damage has already been done -- it collided with the Transporter machine, which is now making a low fizzling sound and lets off a couple sparks. The commotion is enough to draw the attention of the few remaining Initiative personnel who still inhabit the Hold, who arrive immediately afterwards. They are able to tell the Transports two things: that the machine is broken and currently unable to sent anyone back in time, and that the island has been overrun with aggressive, mutated beasts sent by the United Earth. They have been under siege for months, with the island's population reduced to a mere fraction of what it had once been.

Comments

[raisedbybirds]

[She duly notes his pain and hastens her exploration and assessment of his ware. Probably not for the best since she suddenly feels something long and hard brush against her thigh--the sharp end of his blade uncomfortably screeching against the metal of her armor.]

...

[Right... not that wire. She slowly and carefully moves his blade away from her body before proceeding any further. That's only a little awkward.]

[neveraskedforthis]

[ Be glad you're not setting off the Typhoon or a shitload of pheromones, that might be even more awkward. And disastrous. WHAT ARE YOU DOING SAMUS you are not a very good cyberdoctor.

the next time something pops out though it's just his shades, though, sliding over his eyes again and when they do, Adam quickly shifts away to get that shit out of his head. Could this be any more embarassing.

... better retract that blade too Jesus Christ that could have DEADLY had she not worn her armor.

Huff. ]

[raisedbybirds]

[She'd do better if you weren't squirming all over the damn place, hold still...!

There.]

...

[HANDS ON HIPS. YOU'RE WELCOME.]

[neveraskedforthis]

[ You be in his place next time and THEN WE'LL TALK. Ugh man that stung.

He'll be over here massaging his temples in small circles. ]

[raisedbybirds]

[Shut up she never like being in that place, armor or not. The extra module discreetly retracts back into her arm cannon.]

...some improvement, at least?

[neveraskedforthis]

[ assertive grrrrrrrrrrrunt. Adam's scowling, though of course mostly to himself now that the shades are back ON. ]

I guess, if you can call an actual headache 'better'.

[raisedbybirds]

You'll live.

[She should probably apologize but apologies are hard. She's not sure she'll be satisfied, thinking it's sufficient enough of a job but she'll let him make that judgement call.]

[neveraskedforthis]

[ Well yes. He would have lived without you messing with his wires, too. ]

It wasn't necessary.

[ He's a big boy okay, he doesn't need someone playing mom !! ]

[raisedbybirds]

[WHAT IF SHE LIKES PLAYING OVERPROTECTIVE MOM/DOCTOR/WHATEVER???

Fine, jeeze. She'll just huff in his face and go about her business, certain this won't be the last time this happens.]

[neveraskedforthis]

[ SHE BETTER NOT EXPECT PAYMENT FOR THIS ONE. ]

[raisedbybirds]

[WITH INTEREST, MR. JENSEN.]