WEEK 6 - Investigation

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (6)

friday (?) survivors Friday comes, and with it, another alarm. At 10:00 AM, a chaotic, dark song plays, more explicitly sinister in tone than previous alarms. As usual, it refuses to stop until you exit your room. The atmosphere seems to change as soon as you open your door, as if you have been left out of something cataclysmic; you feel compelled to explore. Tentatively, you leave your safe haven. taken list profiles setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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[probings]

Crap!

[at least she's trying to be quick on her feet, backstepping and grabbing fumi abruptly by the arm to get her out of the doorway. and right into jack, apparently, stumbling over a bit.

her bad, but—]

Get back! [she can't even properly check on hancock yet, so this is all pretty damn boned. they need a plan.

of course, whether or not this actually works...? but she's trying here.]

[laptopper]

Sh--

[ Fumi's swear gets cut off as Harold hauls her backwards, and she honestly has no idea who to be checking on her, but at least she's not dead?? ... Not that she can see what the hell just shot Hancock, but... ]

Okay, so whatever weapon in there's still hot. We're not going to be able to get in without deactivating it first.

[al2955]

[They won't be able to see the turret from the entrance, but if they look into the room from a side angle, they can see that one of the cabinet doors up on the right wall is open.]

[tevinteriscoming]

[He's actually looking around and isn't far from the area where the alarm goes off. Once he hears the sound of shots from the turret, he's coming running.]

Vishante Kaffas! What's happened here? Is that - Hancock?

[Since it's not at all clear what's happening except that two body announcements played, he quickly gets his staff out and casts a barrier.]

[refactor]

[ Jack hisses out a curse when the girls stumble into him, though it might be drowned out by the bullets. He takes a step away from them and pulls his hand away from his side, and in case they were at all questioning it, yep, it's definitely blood on his hand. Though at least rather than direct anger at them, there's the much more immediate situation of the gunfire.

Jack shifts closer to the door, though he stays behind cover. This is fairly familiar territory for him, and he's immediately starting to fiddle with the gun on his arm to change the settings. ]

God dammit, someone got the turret? Points for taste, but—

[ He makes a sharp sound, then looks to Dorian as he approaches, then the other two. ]

Gotta take that thing out before we even go in there, kiddos. I've got my gun, but if y'all have any brilliant ideas, would sure like to hear them.

[probings]

Hancock, Light, and someone else under him, it looks like.

[she's not as calm as she's trying to make herself sound right now. she'll take a second at least to shoot jack an apologetic look—when they get this sorted out, she'll take a look at it, if he wants.

at least dorian's got a barrier up.]

If we have a barrier, we can get the bodies out of the way and try to stop the shooting—and fast, or we're all gonna end up like Swiss cheese.

[she's got an idea, at least.]

Fumi-Fumi, you can freeze stuff, right? That might do the trick.

[laptopper]

Brilliant ideas take too long to discuss right now, so--

[ Harold's got it. As Dorian's barrier settles into place, Fumi's just going to nonchalantly step into the medbay and walk over to that cabinet, one hand reaching for her cellphone from her jacket pocket. She'll sigh over bruises later.

That hand glows blue, and then there's a brighter blue layer of ice springing out of apparently nowhere to cover the cabinet itself-- something like a very thick shield between the turret and them. ]

[al2955]

[Her spell works. Once the ice goes up in front of the cabinet, the turret stops firing, apparently no longer able to detect them.]

[tevinteriscoming]

[He'll go in after Fumi, ready to blast the turret with an ice spell if it makes a move again. Otherwise, going immediately to Light's fallen body.]

What've they done? Don't tell me we have three --

[refactor]

[ Well, that works. Jack relaxes somewhat, though he definitely still stays behind cover, since there's no way in hell he's going to get shot to investigate a body. He's definitely not that selfless. ]

Okay, so just for reference, since some people here aren't familiar with guns? Using cryo on it? Yeah, that doesn't disable it. Might want to keep your shield or-- Or whatever it is up, bucko.

[ Though now that he's not going to be the action hero of the day, he's pressing his hand back to his side, though he hisses out a pained noise. ]

And grab a damn medkit or something while you're in there! That's why I came here in the first place.

[probings]

The ice will probably hold for a bit, her magic's pretty strong stuff.

[she'll give jack that much assurance as she steps further into the room for the first aid supplies. she can help jack out and keep focused on the investigation at the same time.]

We might have three. First, we're going to have to move Light's body to see what's underneath.

[she'll shoot a look to fumi, because it'll be quicker if they split the duties here, and science ladies gotta work efficiently. so her attention will turn back to jack, and she'll sigh pretty heavily. she'll help, if he lets her.] What happened to you?

[laptopper]

[ Fumi sighs a little under her breath, mumbling something that's probably an exasperated insult towards Jack, and maybe also considering explaining how best to disable evidence without outright destroying it, but-- ]

It's not at full power, but we've probably got at least an hour.

[ But she'll join Dorian over by Light('s dead body), tucking her fingers under it with very little fanfare. ] Help me lift it. We'll have to drag them all out anyway.

[al2955]

[The second they start lifting Light, they'll notice that his body was covering up a much smaller body and shielding most of it from view until now. Congrats guys, you've found Clover Field.

Also, Jack and Harold are shit outta luck, because it looks like the bandages, gauze, and pain relief cream are all stored in the cabinet with the turret.]

[tevinteriscoming]

I can reinforce the ice if need be. As for Jack, If it isn't fatal, I think the injuries can wait. See to Hancock.

[He will reach to help lift light out of the way of Clover. Is she dead...?]

[refactor]

[ Jack scoffs at Harold's question, and you can almost hear the "it's a long story" in its tone. Yet he doesn't explain just yet, since Dorian's comment gets him to address that more quickly. ]

See to him if you want, but the guy just ate a friggin' clip full of bullets. If he's still alive, he's not gonna be for much longer.

[ Apparently Jack is especially charming today... ]

But no, it's not fatal. Just got stabbed. It's no big deal. I get stabbed all the time. Came here to stitch myself up, but noo^oooooo, this is just not the week for anything to go remotely well.

[probings]

[it's fine, it's not like she's going to pry.]

Looks like you're out of luck until we get our bullet friend out of here anyway, everything we need is still behind the ice. [she's not amused, but if it's not fatal, he'll just have to deal with it.

that just means with another sigh, she'll turn back to helping dorian and fumi, at least. she can't move much at all, but at least she'll recognize who it is easily enough.]

Clover—All right, come on. Group effort, we have to see what's going on under here. [so once dorian lifts light enough for her to squeeze on in, harold's first order of business is to look for a pulse. it wouldn't be the first time someone wasn't actually dead, after all.]

[laptopper]

Talking isn't going to slow your blood flow, for the record. As for Hancock... yeah, I'm pretty sure he's a corpse.

[ That's also really not surprising at all, finding Clover under there, and while Harold's investigating to see if she's actually still alive, Fumi will turn her attention to Light. Anything strange about the body beyond the... probably absurd amount of bullet holes? ]

[al2955]

[Harold will find a pulse, though it's weak. Looks like Clover's still alive, but she's clearly in pretty bad shape. There's a bruise on the side of her head and while her torso isn't as riddled with bullets as Light and Hanock, she's still bleeding from bullet wounds on her arms and grazes on her sides where Light's body hadn't fully covered her.

Light's full of bullet holes, but there's nothing else about him that seems immediately off.]

[tevinteriscoming]

Is she alive?

[Just assuming Harold reacts in some way to the pulse. He's still helping move Light out of the way, but once they've moved the body off of Clover, he'll go to set it down to help with Clover instead.]

We'll need to get a healer. And destroy that thing, so we can get to the supplies.

[refactor]

[ Well, this pretty much sucks. Now that he actually has a reason to be more helpful, Jack finally walks into the medbay, though he's staring towards the turret quite seriously as he seems to think it over. He knows turrets pretty damn well, all things considered, but the general thing to do is just blow them up. In this case? He realizes it's probably not a good idea.

So, when in doubt, phone a friend. ]

Hey, Alice. Ya listening?

[ Jack looks up towards the ceiling, though that's just idle, since he's hoping that Alice will indeed respond. ]

Could use a little assistance here if you don't want a few more bodies. Can you turn that thing off? Or, hell, I'll take any suggestions to just get it to stop shooting for a minute so I can get into it myself.

[al2955]

Very well, Jack. While I normally would not interfere with a murder, we have reached a satisfactory number of bodies this week anyway.

[With a beep, the turret powers off.]

[laptopper]

... Classy.

[ "Satisfactory"... ]

So we've got two dead, one partially alive-- someone go get a healer or a doctor or whatever. I want to investigate this further.

[ Possibly tear her dress up a bit for bandages if she must. Just in case the ice takes awhile. ]

[tevinteriscoming]

Someone ought to look at poor Hancock. At least to be certain. [Though there was the body announcement.] I'll go to get help.

[And with that he's fade stepping out of the room, probably hitting Jack with a blast of a little ice on his way. Serves him right for standing uselessly there.]

[refactor]

Thank you. At least something is easy today.

[ Jack is pretty exasperated, but his thanks actually does sound halfway genuine. For Jack, that's doing very well. Though since Dorian had insisted before leaving, Jack will at least head back to the Hancock's body to check it out. He groans as he shifts to kneel, since that definitely does not feel good, but, hey, he at least checks for a pulse. ]

How dead are ya, buddy?

[ you can tell he's an optimist ]

[al2955]

[Yeah, Hancock's pretty dead. He might have still been alive if everyone hadn't taken so long to remember he was around!!

...buuuuut judging from the number of bullets in him, probably not.]