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EVENT: DUPRR ▒ THE SECONDARY SHUTTLE BAY
CHARACTERS: Ensemble production!
LOCATION: The secondary shuttle bay
WARNINGS: Violence, injury, graphic imagery, death etc.
SUMMARY: Discovery of the secondary shuttle bay and rescueor not of the DUPRR NPCs inside.
NOTES: March 30 onwards.
LOCATION: The secondary shuttle bay
WARNINGS: Violence, injury, graphic imagery, death etc.
SUMMARY: Discovery of the secondary shuttle bay and rescue
NOTES: March 30 onwards.
The doors are torn open as you arrive, metal ripped back like the skin of a fruit. Improvised barricades of tools and carts, shuttle pieces stand as obstacles to be carefully climbed through before you can stand in the shuttle bay itself. The space is vast, flashlight beams penetrating only a certain distance into the dark, but enough to sweep the floor, find the scattered, gored remains of at least three human bodies. The ship stands as the only complete vessel in sight - or, at least, it was. Windows smashed, the hull torn at, access doors ripped open. The inside empty. The shuttle bay is silent. But is that the silence of a catastrophe already passed, or of someone hiding, holding their breath? |
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Just in time to watch that was. Darcy's eyes get wide with panic and she looks around frantically, half expecting Ward to reappear behind her and plug her in the back of the head. ]
Where is he? What the fuck just happened?!
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his fingers curl in to fists, claws digging in to his palms for a moment, before he hits the floor with enough force to jolt himself back to alertness again. to focus on darcy's return, and on keeping his wolf at bay despite the smell of panic in the air. it takes a while, but eventually he manages to look back at her without feeling the need to attack.]
He's gone. [completely. there's no trace of him left now, and he doesn't know what to think about that.]
We need to get out of here.
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She relaxes, but remains reminded of the creature she's in the company of. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she marches over to the place where Ward had stood, half expecting to step through some invisible portal, but instead finding herself precisely where she should be. She stoops down to retrieve the bullet that passed through the man's thigh. She doesn't need anyone finding this later. ]
Right. Let's go.