She listens to your hasty explanation, one eyebrow raised slightly - she looks like she has some questions. She refrains from asking them, though.
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Ah. I see. Well, I can't say I'm overjoyed at this, but I'll take your word anyway. See, we have done a good thing today. Corporal Jenine Vi Kalt has served the people's cause well, and as such is allowed eternal rest - she was not expected to survive anyway. Jen of Remin-town, on the other hand, relishes the act of breathing. In this duality, my will to live rests on desire alone, and not on responsibility. Slight... recklessness can be excused, I believe.This she says almost in a single breath, looking very intently at her boots, as if embarassed at the words escaping her mouth. The man Rende coughs meaningfully, staring at the ceiling with a put-upon expression. He really is very pale - you can see the veins on his forehead through his skin, which looks paper-thin and sallow.
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Ah...yes. Have the gun, search the stiff for ammo. Hmm. The walls here are shit, no cover at all. Right. I'm going up - the second floor has windows facing woodwards - I'll pile some furniture for cover, press them as they exit the tree cover, maybe get two or three. They'll have to go around the house to get to the door - you two meet them there. I'll try to make them think I got left behind to delay them, so hopefully they won't expect you. Any objections?Rende shrugs.
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As good a plan as any, for my... present circumstances. What'd you think, Owlbury?Work clothing (worn)
Vereinian Royal Infantry coat (worn) In pockets: hold-out derringer (two shots), ID Coin x2, nail file
Vereinian Royal Infantry boots (worn)
Lighter (almost full)
Knife-blade
Water canister (in railcar)
Isandan passport
Isandan military registry ticket (lieutenant of reserve)
Siren pattern (on cardboard)
Key
Candle stub
Medkit
Bites and scratches
Right leg wound (not diagnosed)
((Sarry about the wait - mid-year finals.))
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