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maskormenacelogs2016-08-23 08:45 pm
iamtetsuo) wrote in maskormenacelogs2016-08-23 08:45 pm
Is anyone out there?
WHO: Tetsuo, Kaneda, Daryl, Aerith, Ken, Bull, Jaime
WHERE: Somewhere in Nonah, then Nonah 5
WHEN: August 23
WHAT: Search and Rescue/Aftermath
WARNINGS: Lost limb, lots of trauma. This isn't a fun log.
1. Hunting
[It takes a while for locals to realize that the figure lying in an alleyway isn't drunk or on anything; he's too out of the way, and strategically positioned to catch much attention. The first person to catch sight of blood hurries on quickly about his way. He runs into someone he knows, having a hushed conversation a few streets over.
"Some dead guy in an alleyway..."
"What?"
"Probably killed by a gang or something, I don't know. I saw blood-"
But then the two helpfully move away once they realize anyone's in on their conversation.
Otherwise, while Tetsuo is clearly confined to one city, it's not a small one to comb through.]
2. Tetsuo; locked to Kaneda unless otherwise stated
[Awareness comes in small bursts. One moment, he's aware of his left hand firmly clasped around raw meat. It doesn't feel like it belongs to his body at all, except for a dull, terrifying ache that will not go away. The rest of his body feels cold, and weirdly numb. On the wall in front of him, graffiti sprawls in bold block letters, but he can't make out what anything says. It's in English. And it's on its side.
And then the world blurs again, leaving him with a constant sharp ringing in his ears that doesn't seem to want to leave.
Tetsuo can't get up. He can't find the energy to even try anymore.
The world spins again, and starts to dim.]
3. Healing
[Tetsuo was only dimly aware that he's moving; the absense of motion only dawns on him slowly. He's somewhere else now... but he doesn't register enough to know where that is. It's all too distant.
He isn't alone, however. He can sense that much; there's hands on him, and noise buzzing in his ears. Maybe they're words. Who knows...]
4. Aftermath
[Once healed, Tetsuo stays silent and even more pale on the couch. His left arm is wrapped around his knees to keep holding the stump of his right arm, forming a kind of barrier between him and the world.]
(OOC: feel free to mingle or start your own things if you wish.)
WHERE: Somewhere in Nonah, then Nonah 5
WHEN: August 23
WHAT: Search and Rescue/Aftermath
WARNINGS: Lost limb, lots of trauma. This isn't a fun log.
1. Hunting
[It takes a while for locals to realize that the figure lying in an alleyway isn't drunk or on anything; he's too out of the way, and strategically positioned to catch much attention. The first person to catch sight of blood hurries on quickly about his way. He runs into someone he knows, having a hushed conversation a few streets over.
"Some dead guy in an alleyway..."
"What?"
"Probably killed by a gang or something, I don't know. I saw blood-"
But then the two helpfully move away once they realize anyone's in on their conversation.
Otherwise, while Tetsuo is clearly confined to one city, it's not a small one to comb through.]
2. Tetsuo; locked to Kaneda unless otherwise stated
[Awareness comes in small bursts. One moment, he's aware of his left hand firmly clasped around raw meat. It doesn't feel like it belongs to his body at all, except for a dull, terrifying ache that will not go away. The rest of his body feels cold, and weirdly numb. On the wall in front of him, graffiti sprawls in bold block letters, but he can't make out what anything says. It's in English. And it's on its side.
And then the world blurs again, leaving him with a constant sharp ringing in his ears that doesn't seem to want to leave.
Tetsuo can't get up. He can't find the energy to even try anymore.
The world spins again, and starts to dim.]
3. Healing
[Tetsuo was only dimly aware that he's moving; the absense of motion only dawns on him slowly. He's somewhere else now... but he doesn't register enough to know where that is. It's all too distant.
He isn't alone, however. He can sense that much; there's hands on him, and noise buzzing in his ears. Maybe they're words. Who knows...]
4. Aftermath
[Once healed, Tetsuo stays silent and even more pale on the couch. His left arm is wrapped around his knees to keep holding the stump of his right arm, forming a kind of barrier between him and the world.]
(OOC: feel free to mingle or start your own things if you wish.)