RP Disregard

Nezun tosses the debris down and follows behind everyone, getting lost between the bodies due to her short stature.

 

-sortil
He laughs. He laughs deeply

He begins walking towards the impound lot again

 

Danger starts hurrying up, but stays back to make sure nobody is lagging behind

 

Jerry turns around, "it should be a straight walk-" Jerry pauses to see that the pathway back has been twisted, the only way to go is down the steps provided now.

The two are halted by some steps that have appeared in front of them.
The group of about 6-10 patients are all confused.
Vana does a count of the patients they rescued, "okay so we've got 7 people out of that terrible place, not including me. Half of them died in that stupid hallway and we didn't get that many to come with us in the first place. I'm glad you're all at least sane enough to come with us.."

 

Nezun squeezes her way more towards the front, she sings out to Vana as she pushes herself through the crowd.
H-hey! Lady who knows Jerry! Are you feeling okay?
Nezun's head pokes out from between two bigger patients.

 

Vana looks surprised, slowly turning around, "yes little miss?" Vana gets down on one knee so she's more level with Nezun.

 

It's easy to find from the wake of destruction you left.

 

-sortil
He looks around for his bag, where he had carried his small friend

 

Danger finds her way to Vana "Isss Vana okay?" She asks her "Sssaw Vana get hit" She says worriedly

 

He can't see it anywhere.

 

-sortil
he looks for the tracks from the prisoner weapon he came out in, or from the spider- or blood

 

Euclid blinks and looks around at his surroundings, not remembering what had just happened. He grabs one of the soldiers weakly, and whispers; "What happened?"

 

(I don't know what any of this means. Typo's?)

 

(prisoner wagon, not weapon. looking for clues of where spiderbreath is)

 

Hookbeak turns to the noise and readies his sword, prepared for battle.

 

The wagon is still there, looks unlocked. There's a slag trail from where they dragged you inside, with tiny spots in the dust following it.

The guards open fire and the crowd rushes forwards, taking you with them. Some people in the front are gunned down, but the crowd quickly surround the guards, and it becomes a melee.

 

-sortil
Sortil follows the tiny dust pats

 

They lead to the small cell block he was in before. The cell across from yours is leaking blood.

 

-sortil
sortil looks into the cell- where the apex was

 

The apex is slumped against the wall, twitching. There's a familiar looking spider on his neck.