RE: Super Otaku Brawl - Round One: Traverse Town
06-25-2014, 10:07 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-25-2014, 10:27 PM by SleepingOrange.)
Just a friend of those dogs. Missy, you're going to have to get a lot better at this if you don't want to get yourself bumped off at the first sign of one of the... others. What if this kid had been that crazy-looking man with the shotgun? Well, she could have just kissed her chassis goodbye! She hoisted her typewriter under one arm and shouldered her purse on the other; she could feel the simultaneously comforting and terrifying weight of her Lady Smith pressing against her fingertips through the fabric. She'd been a little surprised she'd even managed to get it out, the fact that she hadn't managed to hold it straight for her nerves notwithstanding.
Nancy watched Jake leave; she wasn't sure if it'd be safer to follow him or try to slip out while he went to go find whoever had fainted. On the one hand, he'd obviously broken in, which meant he was probably dangerous. On the other, he hadn't been told to murder her on sight or else, which meant he was probably less dangerous than whoever was out there. Making a few friends who might hide her was probably a better bet than wandering off into the city to get ambushed by monsters and murderers. She followed Jake.
A few rooms away they found the man, still lying on the kitchen floor, pipe ash forming a halo around his head. Jake and Nancy looked at each other, each hoping the other knew some first aid. When it became obvious nobody did, Nancy did the next best thing and started rummaging through cabinets; luckily enough, she turned up a first aid kit with a jar of smellingsalts in the second one she opened. She pinched her nose and waved it under his.
The man's eyes fluttered open and he gagged slightly. Nancy quickly capped the noxious bottle and tried to smile disarmingly.
"Um... Hello."
"Who are you people? Why are you in my house?"
"I'm Nancy, and this is Jake, and..." She hesitated, wondering how much to reveal and why she hadn't come up with a good lie while she was looking around. She settled for simply finishing with "And there are some bad people after me."
Nancy watched Jake leave; she wasn't sure if it'd be safer to follow him or try to slip out while he went to go find whoever had fainted. On the one hand, he'd obviously broken in, which meant he was probably dangerous. On the other, he hadn't been told to murder her on sight or else, which meant he was probably less dangerous than whoever was out there. Making a few friends who might hide her was probably a better bet than wandering off into the city to get ambushed by monsters and murderers. She followed Jake.
A few rooms away they found the man, still lying on the kitchen floor, pipe ash forming a halo around his head. Jake and Nancy looked at each other, each hoping the other knew some first aid. When it became obvious nobody did, Nancy did the next best thing and started rummaging through cabinets; luckily enough, she turned up a first aid kit with a jar of smellingsalts in the second one she opened. She pinched her nose and waved it under his.
The man's eyes fluttered open and he gagged slightly. Nancy quickly capped the noxious bottle and tried to smile disarmingly.
"Um... Hello."
"Who are you people? Why are you in my house?"
"I'm Nancy, and this is Jake, and..." She hesitated, wondering how much to reveal and why she hadn't come up with a good lie while she was looking around. She settled for simply finishing with "And there are some bad people after me."