((Mmm... sammich.))
The Medic Pantheon is certainly interesting. Not really what Lars was used to in terms of divine healers.
Keep reading!
"Hal'el: God of broken bones: Hal'el the Marrowthief."
The picture on the opposing page shows a strange creature, a hairless, rodent like biped with an elongated, gaunt face and very long, thin tongue whipping through the air. Beneath the image is a picture of a simple, stylized bone, broken in the center.
"Hal'el is drawn to those with broken bones because it hungers for the marrow in their bones. He is Mindless and animalistic but not considered overly dangerous. Praying or placing his symbol on the injured is thought to draw him to the patient and, in exchange for some of their marrow, ensure that they heal quickly and correctly. The symbol is often drawn on the injured limb before casting and on the cast afterward."
"Hrmm. I have a few ideas, but they can wait. Can you freeze the body and still use it? There is a tournament I wish to participate in."
Ask the Doc if he can put the body on ice until the tournament is over.
((Muhahahahahahahahahaha. I know exactly what to do with the body.))
"Yeah, sure." The doctor says, lifting the body with one hand and dragging it away.
"Lots of sandwiches."
((Milno approves.))
"Are there any range-finding optics set or goggles or do the cam eyes work well enough for that?" Milno asks the armory master.
Ask.
"The helmet of the MKIII already has range finding capacities. Not great ones, but they're accurate within 10 feet or so."
"The first thing you do is please, please get May to stop. Please."
"Okay."
Thomas walks up to Mays front side and grabs her hands.
"May? Could you do me a favor and stop making the noise?"
Become William Wallace.
"You can take our land, but you can never take our FREEDOM!"
>Technically, we can. And did.
oh.
"I'll be here. Reading."
Yes, browse that manual!
((OOC: GET CONTROLLED BY SERIOUSCONCENTRATE//CAELLATH WHILST AWAY.))
The manual recommends shooting a crossbow at them.
"Whatever the doctors feel like donating. And sure, that sounds like a good idea Kyle. You should ask them if they want a medic on hand, just in case," Jim said, referring to both the contestants and Kyle's plan to charge a fee from the winner for fixing up them up. He also took the barbed wire off his hand. "You can ask May here what she thinks. She's one of the people who signed up," Jim said. He nodded to Thomas and May and moved to the sparring ring.
Jim wraps the barbed wire around the ropes of the ring to make it look more industrial and underground fight club-ish.
(Have fun on your... vacation, Tir? See you whenever you get back. ^^^)
You make the ring significantly more hardcore.
Boots. What kind of name is that, anyway?
Chug the drink!
You chug like crazy, filling your belly with apple flavored fluid.
In Mindscapetopia...
"You were right, honey sandviches are great, but wouldn't something armored and blessed with rapid regeneration be a better choice?"
"Yeah, Probably" he says with a mouth full of honey sandwich, "but not as tasty".
Gorat looks at the code he wrought, his mind cleared a bit after the forceful face palm. "Maybe... I shouldn't code right after seeing such bloodshed. Or would that be brainshed?"
Light a bluesmoke cigarette. Think about potential improvements to the game, and write them down as notes.
You light a blue smoke and think. [intuition:5]
Well, best thing to do would probably be porting it to datapads, so that it you could do more with it then just simple crap.
"Steve do you know where Travis is, I wish to apologise for my earlier death threats."
And for not doing this sooner.
>Rec room. The one riding the robot. ((10 or 11 PST? I'm in EST, so that'll be around 1 or 2, my time, so no problem there.))
Back to defensive, attempt to lock blades and disarm the opponent.
[dex:1+1]
[dummy dex:2]
You both charge at each other...and run right past each other while screaming incoherently. You both feel very silly as you turn around.
Empyrea wakes from stasis. Her floating dreams were interrupted by a stab of uneasiness. She groggily gets up from the pod and wanders to her locker, removes the gun, ammo, suit, and tokens from it. She then proceeds to the first person she thinks of — Milno — and pushes them onto him.
"Shtuf, keepsake'm, capish?"
She wanders back towards her pod without even listening for an answer and enters the slow sleep again. A couple eternities into it, she belatedly remembers that she forgot to wear her clothes, but the thought is washed away.
You give all your stuff to milno before dumping yourself back in the pods.
(Sky....that post made me sad. 
))
((Yeah...))
Milno raises an eyebrow as the naked woman approaches him carrying her equipment. He is even more surprised when she gives the stuff to him. "What?"
He watches as she leaves, probably back into the pods, and decides to do what she wanted, taking her equipment to the locker and storing part of it there for the lack of a better place for the moment.
What specifically do you want to put in the locker?
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