RP Disregard

-sortil
Sortil unties the knife from his hand, and takes off his jacket and shirt
"Cuts. Finger loss. Plasma loss."
He pets spiderbreath as he sets the bags on the cot
"I will stand."

 

"I say we head over to Kato's place, grab a bit to eat, and watch the show...what say you?"

 

Hookbeak, seeing as the checkpoint wasn't too far away, says, "I'm goin' to be headin' down the fence over there," he points at the checkpoint, "If you tow need me or Hilary comes back, come tell me."

 

Spiderbreath is asleep in the socks, apparently tired out. She goes to a nearby incubator, in which is held containers of plasma. She sets up and IV, handing you the needle, the goes at it with the bandages, wrapping your various cuts and compressing your chest, which was cracked from messing with the car. 'I don't know what to do about those fingers, Novakid prosthetics are few and far between.'

'Well, that's in the other district, but we can call him up up on the walkie, see where he is.'

 

"Next district? Where are we exactly? Show me on the map please..."

 

-splicer
"They will regrow eventually. A plasma resistant glove will do"
He sticks the iv in an open finger

 

She points to the upper left portion of the slums. 'Around here, I thought you said you wanted back to the slums.' Her face goes limp. 'Are you telling me we didn't have to go through those beetles?'

 

You slowly begin refilling with plasma, feeling reinvigorated. She digs around in the chest, eventually pulling out a black, heavy duty looking glove. 'We use this to take the plasma, I'm sure it'll work for you.' She hands you the glove.

 

-sortil
"...thank you"
he says, the words alien on his tongue
he empties all of his personal supplies out of the feather bag, and hands it to her
"payment. not cash, all of my personal belongings are... gone. these will sell for a very very high price.they are virtually indestructible"

 

"Yes I did say I needed to come back here... And yes we did have to go through with the beetles... Now that we're here, let's go off to Mrs. Upman's place so I can drop off my suit... Shouldn't be too much trouble on the way I hope..."

 

'Yeah...' She looks out at the burning slums, '...No problem.'

 

'Oh, um, thanks.' She smiles at you. 'Thank you for not murdering all of us brutally.' She starts cleaning up the supplies. 'Once that drip is finished, just throw on the glove, that should keep you from slagging up. Here, some bandages for when you need to change those.' She puts a few sets of bandages into the now empty bag. 'Anything else?'

 

-sortil
"no."
he soon takes out the drip and puts the glove on, putting the bags on again.
he walks out, gun still in his left hand

 

The nurse heads out to help other patients, after putting the feathers in a discreet bag and putting it behind the counter. You don't meet any resistance as you leave, no one seems fazed at this point by a gun.

 

-sortil
after getting out on the street, he continues his search for a gun store

 

He sees what used to be the run down tourist center, the stand with the maps on it is still there, if a bit on fire.

 

-sortil
"Oh, what a nice surprise"
He grabs the least on fire map and opens it

 

Parts of it are charred, but you get a general view of the area. It appears color coded, with the key on the left side.

 

-sortil
Sortil starts on his way to the nearest gunstore. He already has his favorite kind of gun, but he needs more gun

 

he looks out into the blaze and sighs...
"So, shall we be off?"