Rifts - DMH - Camp Union
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VI stops and gives Megana a piggy back ride, "Don't worry, you won't die," as she generates a low voltage pulses to move Megana's muscles,
She grunt in pain as she nods, "I need to do better."
Vi chuckles, "Naw, you think?" as she pushes against the biting cold and numbness.
OOC: Ignore the gloves on Megana. Couldn't figure out how to remove them.
The trio finally reach the familiar corridors leading into the fortified camp. As soon as they arrive, the tribesmen take the wolf and begin preparing it for food. Bayla blesses the kill, while several tribeswomen rush to relieve Vi of Megana’s weight, some yelping when Meg’s lingering static shocks arc to their hands. They guide her into one of the makeshift rooms centered around a large fire pit. As sensation creeps back into her legs, so does the agony; the unmistakable onset of frostbite. May, one of the women, wraps her hands in leather and positions Megana’s fingers and feet close to the flames. The pain intensifies. For a moment Megana sees her fingertips had turned blue, and the sight drives home just how close she came to dying. She needs warmer clothing, and soon.
Vi suffers the same recovery pain, though not as severely. Despite wearing the same type of outfit as Megana, she somehow endured the cold better. A tribesman who had gone searching for them returns with Thunder in tow, the horse apparently faring just fine on his own. Dusty, wrapped in warm furs and radiating confidence, leads Vi into the same room and helps her warm up.
“Alright,” he says, “with that one wolf, small as the portions will be, we should at least earn you girls some boots, gloves, and hats. And start using a spare shirt or anything you’ve got as a scarf. You’ll need to cover your faces out there. Forget that, and you’re basically committing suicide. Understand?” He melts snow over the fire and begins washing the frozen blood from his gloves. “Everything I taught you about fighting means nothing if you ignore how dangerous Mother Nature is.”
Bayla returns with hot tea for all three just as Chief Crystal Rock arrives. He praises their dedication and the risk they took hunting for the tribe. Later, once everyone has warmed up, he explains the next task: he wants them to drive the deer toward the camp. The animals pass by twice a day, near dawn and dusk, using the shallow snow trails to dig for food.
“One deer will feed the entire tribe for half a week,” he says. “A full week if we ration.” With that, he leaves the community room, giving the trio space to mingle with the tribe, who now greet them with far more warmth and acceptance.
She grunt in pain as she nods, "I need to do better."
Vi chuckles, "Naw, you think?" as she pushes against the biting cold and numbness.
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The trio finally reach the familiar corridors leading into the fortified camp. As soon as they arrive, the tribesmen take the wolf and begin preparing it for food. Bayla blesses the kill, while several tribeswomen rush to relieve Vi of Megana’s weight, some yelping when Meg’s lingering static shocks arc to their hands. They guide her into one of the makeshift rooms centered around a large fire pit. As sensation creeps back into her legs, so does the agony; the unmistakable onset of frostbite. May, one of the women, wraps her hands in leather and positions Megana’s fingers and feet close to the flames. The pain intensifies. For a moment Megana sees her fingertips had turned blue, and the sight drives home just how close she came to dying. She needs warmer clothing, and soon.
Vi suffers the same recovery pain, though not as severely. Despite wearing the same type of outfit as Megana, she somehow endured the cold better. A tribesman who had gone searching for them returns with Thunder in tow, the horse apparently faring just fine on his own. Dusty, wrapped in warm furs and radiating confidence, leads Vi into the same room and helps her warm up.
“Alright,” he says, “with that one wolf, small as the portions will be, we should at least earn you girls some boots, gloves, and hats. And start using a spare shirt or anything you’ve got as a scarf. You’ll need to cover your faces out there. Forget that, and you’re basically committing suicide. Understand?” He melts snow over the fire and begins washing the frozen blood from his gloves. “Everything I taught you about fighting means nothing if you ignore how dangerous Mother Nature is.”
Bayla returns with hot tea for all three just as Chief Crystal Rock arrives. He praises their dedication and the risk they took hunting for the tribe. Later, once everyone has warmed up, he explains the next task: he wants them to drive the deer toward the camp. The animals pass by twice a day, near dawn and dusk, using the shallow snow trails to dig for food.
“One deer will feed the entire tribe for half a week,” he says. “A full week if we ration.” With that, he leaves the community room, giving the trio space to mingle with the tribe, who now greet them with far more warmth and acceptance.
"I plan to live forever. Or die trying..." Vila - Blakes 7
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While shivering, Megana thanks Vi and the tribeswomen for the help as she tries continues to breathe through the pain. She tries to think on the best method of improving her pistol skills when distracted by cold weather and movement.
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Vi gets to the village , thanks the tribeswomen . she apologizes for the slight shock they feel as they unload Megana from off her back . Now realizing how bad of shape she is in herself, a slightly concerning shock rushes over her ," i definitely need warmth . "
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While shivering, Megana thanks Vi and the tribeswomen for their help as she continues to breathe through the pain. She tries to determine the best method of improving her pistol skills when distracted by cold weather and movement.
Vi thanks the tribeswomen, while apologizing for the slight shock they'd experienced. She finally acknowledges her uncontrolled shivering spells, "I definitely need warmth."
Dusty sits down, taking a sip of tea, before clearing his throat. "Remember what I'd taught you, Megana. You have to close your mind to all distractions, as though you're watching a movie through the actor's eyes. Then calculate the variables and feel the gun in your hands and visualize striking your target as you aim. When the moment is right, exhale slowly as you squeeze the trigger." He warms his hands on the wooden teacup, "The improvement will be noticeable. But don't let today discourage you girls. We survived and without Megana's tracking, we wouldn't have found those deer." He then nods to one of the tribeswoman who promptly leaves the tent, as though they had a secret conversation that no one else could hear.
A moment later, a young native boy enters the room, walks straight up to Vi and hands her a broken Swiss army knife, "Can you fix it?" he asks with pleading eyes, "It was my dad's."
Vi thanks the tribeswomen, while apologizing for the slight shock they'd experienced. She finally acknowledges her uncontrolled shivering spells, "I definitely need warmth."
Dusty sits down, taking a sip of tea, before clearing his throat. "Remember what I'd taught you, Megana. You have to close your mind to all distractions, as though you're watching a movie through the actor's eyes. Then calculate the variables and feel the gun in your hands and visualize striking your target as you aim. When the moment is right, exhale slowly as you squeeze the trigger." He warms his hands on the wooden teacup, "The improvement will be noticeable. But don't let today discourage you girls. We survived and without Megana's tracking, we wouldn't have found those deer." He then nods to one of the tribeswoman who promptly leaves the tent, as though they had a secret conversation that no one else could hear.
A moment later, a young native boy enters the room, walks straight up to Vi and hands her a broken Swiss army knife, "Can you fix it?" he asks with pleading eyes, "It was my dad's."
"I plan to live forever. Or die trying..." Vila - Blakes 7
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Vi with trembling hands gently takes a look at the pocket knife," I can try , but i can't promiss anything . but first i need to warm up . then i can focus on this little bit . ok ? "
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"Hopefully we will get more chances.. but my tracking have gotten better" Megana tries to will herself to stop shivering trying to warm up.
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Vi looks at megana ," dont worry u will warm up soon ."
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Vi studies the pocketknife with trembling fingers. “I can try to fix it, but I can’t promise anything. First I need to warm up. Once I can feel my hands again, I’ll focus on this little guy, alright?”
“Thank you, miss,” he replies politely before crossing the room to settle into one of the carved log chairs. As he sits, Vi notices exactly what went wrong: a single metal pin slipped out of place, jamming the mechanism as the knife came apart. Once her fingers thaw, she knows she can pop off the plastic cover, slide the pin back where it belongs, and snap the cover on again. (Basic Mechanics roll = 27%)
“Hopefully we’ll get more chances,” Megana murmurs, trying to will her body to stop shaking. The shivers keep coming in waves, draining what little energy she has left. A nap might be unavoidable.
“You’ll warm up soon,” Vi says through her own uneven shivering.
The chief pushes back into the room. “Good news! We have enough for two bites of wolf each. It was an Omega, which are bigger than usual.” A cheer erupts around the room, and the sudden surge of excitement seems to warm Vi and Megana more effectively than the fire, finally quieting their shivers. Now all that’s left is to warm up fully and eat.
“After everyone eats and rests a bit, we’ll prepare to drive those deer toward camp at dusk,” the chief continues. He turns to Dusty, Vi, and Megana. “Will the three of you be ready?”
Dusty nods.
Ant enters then, and Vi realizes just how warm the room is thanks to the buffalo hides lining the walls. He carries fur hats, leather gloves, and a pair of absurdly fluffy boots that look wonderfully warm. Leaning close to Megana, he whispers with a grin, “I picked these out for you,” before handing her the set. He passes another to Vi, then offers some to Dusty, who simply taps his own heavy winter gear and shakes his head.
“Thank you, miss,” he replies politely before crossing the room to settle into one of the carved log chairs. As he sits, Vi notices exactly what went wrong: a single metal pin slipped out of place, jamming the mechanism as the knife came apart. Once her fingers thaw, she knows she can pop off the plastic cover, slide the pin back where it belongs, and snap the cover on again. (Basic Mechanics roll = 27%)
“Hopefully we’ll get more chances,” Megana murmurs, trying to will her body to stop shaking. The shivers keep coming in waves, draining what little energy she has left. A nap might be unavoidable.
“You’ll warm up soon,” Vi says through her own uneven shivering.
The chief pushes back into the room. “Good news! We have enough for two bites of wolf each. It was an Omega, which are bigger than usual.” A cheer erupts around the room, and the sudden surge of excitement seems to warm Vi and Megana more effectively than the fire, finally quieting their shivers. Now all that’s left is to warm up fully and eat.
“After everyone eats and rests a bit, we’ll prepare to drive those deer toward camp at dusk,” the chief continues. He turns to Dusty, Vi, and Megana. “Will the three of you be ready?”
Dusty nods.
Ant enters then, and Vi realizes just how warm the room is thanks to the buffalo hides lining the walls. He carries fur hats, leather gloves, and a pair of absurdly fluffy boots that look wonderfully warm. Leaning close to Megana, he whispers with a grin, “I picked these out for you,” before handing her the set. He passes another to Vi, then offers some to Dusty, who simply taps his own heavy winter gear and shakes his head.
"I plan to live forever. Or die trying..." Vila - Blakes 7
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"Thank you chief i am honored to receive them" Megana smiles being kind and respectful to the Chief as she takes the items and put them on to help warm up*
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Vi looks up at the chief ," thank you for these . May i request that we get our armor out of the apc ? Our armors would be an added layer against the cold and in turn a potentially better hunts . "