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ataraxionlogs2012-02-07 11:12 am
slayer_not_player) wrote in ataraxionlogs2012-02-07 11:12 am
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Let's start over. [Semi-open]
CHARACTERS: John Tillman, Dean Winchester, Ratchet, Simon Silverton, Chase Kilgannon, Robert Capa, Re-L, and possibly more. This shit is bananas.
LOCATION: The medbay
SUMMARY: Raise a knife to a few throats and you're bound to get noticed. Make an unencrypted call afterward and you're bound to meet Dean Winchester. Get concussed and cable-tied, and you're bound to end up in the medbay with a lot of questions to answer.
NOTES: Backdated to January 20th. This is open to any of the folks who wanted in. I just took so long to get it up I didn't want to drag people in if they weren't interested anymore. (Sorry for the delay, everybody!) Feel free to tag in and make additional threads for characters to talk to each other.
The trip to the medbay was silent. Tillman was somewhat surprised, considering how snarky his captor had been when they had first conversed. He had expected his surrender to be rubbed in his face a bit more. He kept the thought to himself, however.
The brunt of his attention remained on his surroundings: checking for backup, paying attention to where they turned so that he could retrace his steps if he needed to, and watching, always watching for an opportunity to escape. He had no intention to, wouldn't have given himself up in the first place if he had, but he needed to know who and what he was up against.
The lights in the medical facility seemed even brighter than those in the hallway. Adjusting to the shift caused a brief, prickling pain at the back of his eyes. He was almost certain that he had a concussion. Getting punched in the face with your head against a solid surface could do that to a man, though. Thankfully, his nose had stopped bleeding sometime on the walk over, though being unable to wipe it, he looked quite a mess.
The room was relatively large, but as he had predicted, did not seem to have a lot of exit points. It would be hell, trying to fight his way out. He hoped it wouldn't come to that.
LOCATION: The medbay
SUMMARY: Raise a knife to a few throats and you're bound to get noticed. Make an unencrypted call afterward and you're bound to meet Dean Winchester. Get concussed and cable-tied, and you're bound to end up in the medbay with a lot of questions to answer.
NOTES: Backdated to January 20th. This is open to any of the folks who wanted in. I just took so long to get it up I didn't want to drag people in if they weren't interested anymore. (Sorry for the delay, everybody!) Feel free to tag in and make additional threads for characters to talk to each other.
The trip to the medbay was silent. Tillman was somewhat surprised, considering how snarky his captor had been when they had first conversed. He had expected his surrender to be rubbed in his face a bit more. He kept the thought to himself, however.
The brunt of his attention remained on his surroundings: checking for backup, paying attention to where they turned so that he could retrace his steps if he needed to, and watching, always watching for an opportunity to escape. He had no intention to, wouldn't have given himself up in the first place if he had, but he needed to know who and what he was up against.
The lights in the medical facility seemed even brighter than those in the hallway. Adjusting to the shift caused a brief, prickling pain at the back of his eyes. He was almost certain that he had a concussion. Getting punched in the face with your head against a solid surface could do that to a man, though. Thankfully, his nose had stopped bleeding sometime on the walk over, though being unable to wipe it, he looked quite a mess.
The room was relatively large, but as he had predicted, did not seem to have a lot of exit points. It would be hell, trying to fight his way out. He hoped it wouldn't come to that.