Cannon fodder (fantasy superpower rp) (closed, started)

[maninahat]

Bom slapped the dust off of himself and admired Rias' handy work.
"Even after all this time, those bombs still come in handy," he said. "Think he's dead?"
He grinned to the rest of the group, and took in what was left of them. Ivaan looked a bit worse for weather, and Claire had been injured too. Then there was a unicorn. A unicorn! It was a magnificent animal, but Bom felt safer around his mule.

 

[olza]

Ivaan slumped off of Will's shoulder and fell into a sitting position. he had lost a lot of blood. the wound was large, a human hand-sized L shape about halfway between his foot and his knee.
Ivaan went into his healing supplies and wrapped his hands in bandages, before taking out a razor and carefully shaving around the L shaped cut. he then cleaned the wound, before carefully lifting the flap of skin to see if there was anything in the wound.
"Aah." Ivaan muttered, before reaching in with thumb and fore-claw and plucking a piece of razor sharp flint, shrapnel from the falling ceiling, probably, from the wound.
There was a small Shlick noise, and the wound was clean.
Ivaan gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to cry out in pain, and opened a small sealed box in his supply bag, removing a curved needle from the small bundle of them in the box, sealed the box back up, took some thread and began carefully stitching up the wound, taking care to make sure no air was trapped as he did so.

Having finished closing up the wound, Ivaan sighed.
"What happened," he paused, catching his breath, "To Abumont? Anyone see?"

 

[hiei82]

"What happened to Abumont? Anyone see?" Ivaan asked, between deep, raspy breaths.

Claire, still holding onto her arm, turned to Ivaan and answered as best she could. "Last I saw, he was seated in the tomb, mumbling to himself. I'm guessing it was some kind of spell, which means we shouldn't relax just yet." After saying that, Claire turned to the hole in the ground, watching it for any sign of unnatural movement.

 

[evilengine]

"No insult was intended, Ms Karen," Reetch said, brushing copious amounts of dust, loose earth and small stones from his hair and fur.

Then added politely; "And please don't insult me either, for I have cared for, studied and lived amongst animals, both intelligent and less so, all in their natural habitat. So I'd rather you didn't lecture me on their health and well-being."

He gave the Unicorn a meaningful look, gave it a kindly stroke on it's body, then moved away to see how Ivaan was doing, crouching down beside him and watching as he tended to his wound.

 

[nuba km]

As the group stared at the rubble it seemed to remain still, though it was hard to accurately asses and area so large

 

[olza]

Ivaan nodded at Reetch as he hunkered down beside him "Only a flesh wound. Got caught by a bit of shrapnel from the falling ceiling, I think." The bear said as he tied off the stitched and began wrapping the wound with bandages.
"How's the war wound, Claire?"

 

[hiei82]

"How's the war wound, Claire?" Ivaan asked, drawing her from her vigil over the rubble.

"Survivable." she said, returning to the group. "Any idea how long it will be before it will heal?" she asked the group's impromptu medic. She had an idea of how long it would take to heal, but she was honestly hoping she was overestimating the severity. Blind hope and all that.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Karen sighed as Reetch walked over to check on Ivaan 'kinda missing the point...' she thought then walked over to the edge of the hole to have a look at the damage her self.

Rias continued to stare into the hole, lost in thought

 

[Floris2123]

William barely managed to escape from the cave. There was a loud explosion and he heard the cave collapse behind him. He looked around, it seemed that everyone had made it. He sighed, relived, when he saw that none of them were seriously injured, well expect Ivaan. Reetch was then kicked off the unicorn and Karen stepped towards it, "Don't kick Sleipnir....so keep that in mind as well" William made a mental note to leave the unicorn alone. "Even after all this time, those bombs still come in handy. Think he's dead?" He glared at Bom, he had yet to redeem himself in William's eyes. And mentioning him was not something he appreciated.

Ivaan had meanwhile sat down on the ground and finished healing himself. "What happened, to Abumont? Anyone see?" William looked into the hole, he hoped that he was dead. Claire then said, "Last I saw....which means we shouldn't relax just yet." Reetch joined Ivaan, who commented on his wound. "Only a flesh wound. Got caught by a bit of shrapnel from the falling ceiling, I think. How's the war wound, Claire?" He ignored the rest of the things Ivaan said, he looked at Claire. He still felt guilty and disgusted... He was a horrible leader... He was the reason she got hurt.

Claire then walked back to the group, "Survivable. Any idea how long it will be before it will heal?" William was very relived that she seemed to be doing quite well, he looked at Ivaan with hope in his eyes. He then shook his head and gathered himself. "We need to return to the city as soon as possible, this land isn't safe. Ivaan, you tend to yourself and any other wounded people, the rest prepare to move out." He gave a meaningful look to Claire as he passed her. He took a defensive position as he looked around, the ash beginning to go back into his armor.

 

[Lunar Templar]

"I have no business in that town" Rias finally said, however her tone was distant, dismissive in a way, like she was talking to strangers, like when the group first got together. Rias turned away from the hole and started walking back to where he'd left her pack, taking an unusually wide berth around William as she passed him. The 'air' about her as she passed was equally distant to the tone she used.

"Oh yeah" Karen said, remembering something "We left our stuff outside town, cause, ya know, the ***** in the towns walls" she said, but stayed with the group till they started to move.

 

[olza]

"Any idea how long it will be before it will heal?"
"Two to three weeks. I'll change your dressing every couple days to keep it clean. maybe less frequently later. we'll see how it goes."

Ivaan looked down at his leg. The tear should probably take a week, at most ten days to heal, assuming there was infection.

Ivaan shifted his weight, and the bag laying on the floor was knocked, from it rolled the chipped, spiky heart Ivaan had picked up earlier.
"Huh. I forgot about this."
Ivaan picked it up and inspected it after tying off and cutting the bandage on his leg.
"It's from that creature Karen and Rias were fighting earlier. I figured if it was against Abumont, we shouldn't just kill it. I'm keeping it alive with my power. It might come in useful. Maybe there will come a way to communicate with it, in time."
Ivaan took one of his two small money pouches [http://www.stringpage.com/tw/bag.png] from his bag (now empty) and tied it to a length of twine, putting it around his neck.

 

[hiei82]

Claire heard the long healing time and sighed - it would definitely be a while before she was better. "Great". Before she could contemplate it further however, Rias spoke up, sounding a touch depressed. "I have no business in that town." She made her way around the group, taking a wide berth around William, and grabbing her pack. Claire shook her head.

"That's not true; I owe you and Mr. Bom an apology and a few drinks." she said, mustering her courage. With all of this Abumot business behind them, Claire felt it was about time she and Rias re-buried the hatchet. With the recovery of the bombs, it was clear that Mr. Bom had been innocent of - at least most of - the crimes in the empty town a few days back. That meant that Rias was right - her decision had been wrong. Claire knew she was a proud fool, but she wasn't going to let that pride blind her to her mistakes.

 

[Lunar Templar]

"That's not true; I owe you and Mr. Bom an apology and a few drinks."

Rias stopped and turned to Claire "For what happened with that foolish old thief" she shrugged "All other things coincided that's really kinda of a minor issue, so you and me are fine, since really, nether side had any proof to back up their position. HIM on the other hand" pointing to William "He's on my 'shit list', and not in the same way you where"

 

[maninahat]

Bom stared at the ruined ground. No one looked certain that Abumot was dead, though William seemed angry at him for asking. A smarter person might have suggested warning the city of the uncertainty, and consign a week or so to watching the area from a cautious distance. Bom just shrugged. "Good enough for me."

He took stock of the others. Rias and Karen were being contrary, but Bom liked the idea of getting back to town and getting a reward. Preferably before Abumot could show up and spoil everything.

"That's not true; I owe you and Mr. Bom an apology and a few drinks." said Claire.

Bom would have blushed if he could.

"You spoil me, Ms," he said with a bow. "Ms-is", he added, to acknowledge Rias' opinion. Bom felt glad he had never tried to rob their houses. Rias was more interested in jabbing at William, however.

"He's on my 'shit list', and not in the same way you where"

Bom tried to stop an argument before it started.

"Erm, Ms, perhaps this isn't the...uh, the time...we have a reward to claim, and I'd like to spend it all as soon as possible..."

 

[Lunar Templar]

"Erm, Ms, perhaps this isn't the...uh, the time..."

Rias looked around a bit, Ivaan was hurt, and so was Claire "Your right Mr Bom, we should relocate the wounded first and see them tended to, there's also the matter of the bombs. I don't care if they don't work on me I'm not carrying them around" Rias said after taking a look at the state of the group. "But this matter between me and William will be settled afterward" she said before going over to lend Ivaan assistance in getting back to town

 

[Floris2123]

"I have no business in that town," Rias said sounding distant, William wondered if she was still mad about earlier."Two to three weeks. I'll change your dressing every couple days to keep it clean, maybe less frequently later, we'll see how it goes." He looked a bit horrified, but he just managed to mask it as concern. "Huh. I forgot about this," Ivaan said holding a strange rock like thing."It's from that creature Karen and Rias were fighting earlier.....Maybe there will come a way to communicate with it, in time." Having one of those rock monsters on their side would be quite handy, so he didn't object.

"That's not true; I owe you and Mr. Bom an apology and a few drinks." Claire said standing up. "For what happened with that foolish old thief. All other things coincided that's really kinda of a minor issue, so you and me are fine, since really, nether side had any proof to back up their position." He was happy to hear that, but then came something that surprised him. "HIM on the other hand. He's on my 'shit list', and not in the same way you where." He looked at Rias with an surprised look. Was this all because he hadn't agreed with her plan earlier? That plan meant abandoning his mission, and his superiors wouldn't have liked that. Bom then interjected "Erm, Ms, perhaps this isn't the...uh, the time...we have a reward to claim, and I'd like to spend it all as soon as possible..."

William agreed with that, he had decided they would stay in the city for a while. He looked at Bom, he had always shown to be trust worthy, he guessed it was time to forgive him. "Your right Mr Bom, we should relocate the wounded first and see them tended to....But this matter between me and William will be settled afterward" she said before going over to Ivaan. William sighed, what was it with people and questioning his authority. "Fine we will settle this matter as soon as we are back in the city," he said before looking at Claire and her wounded arm. He walked over to her, while his stomach once again twisted remembering he was the reason for her wound. "Are you okay Claire? Can I help you somehow?" he asked not bothering to hide his worry and concern.

 

[evilengine]

"Can we at least continue this discussion outside?" Reetch cut in over the bustle, "We've been in this tomb for longer then I would like, and this place is creeping me out."

Even with the possibility that the necromancer had still perished, being in an almost pitch black underground resting place for the dead didn't sit well with him any better. He took his staff and shrank it back down to it's original state of a handful of twigs, which he carefully put back into his bag. He scurried to the front and, somewhat impatiently, waited for the others to catch up.

 

[olza]

Ivaan hopped to his feet and carefully followed Reetch, limping.
"Reetch, could you whip a crutch up for me please?"

 

[evilengine]

"Reetch, could you whip a crutch up for me please?"

Reetch looked Ivaan up and down, measuring him up in his minds eye, before disappearing into the darkness. A few moments of scuffling and clapping of hooves he was back, a fairly ancient branch in his hands. Gripping it, the wood warped like before, holding it against the bear Reetch grew the branch out to roughly come up to Ivaan's shoulder, before making the top most part split and create a crutch-like shoulder rest.

"It should hold out until you get into town at least. The wood is rather old, but is the thickest and strongest I could find at such short notice. I would use my own supply of wood..." He gestured to his bag. "But I doubt I could make it strong enough for anyone heavier then me."

 

[maninahat]

Bom turned towards the exit of the tunnel.

"Time to go? Maybe we should bring along a couple of these dead necromancers too," he said, looking over all the dead bodies that were presumably left by the stone giant, "we might get a bonus for the others!"

He stooped and pushed over one of the corpses. He then began looting it for anything of value.