The endless winter's heart

[Desril]

Sighing in disappointment, having been not so secretly hoping that they wouldn't free the door from its icy prison before the noisy creature found them. "Well, that's that. I'm going to go make sure urMru doesn't get himself killed."

Without waiting for anyone to object, Rubi dashes off after the one group member no longer present.

Once she catches up, she taps him on the shoulder. "Hey, don't just walk off like that. You don't look like you'd last that long if a goblin got the jump on you, ya know?"

[Prehysterical]

"Perhaps not. But if someone needs my help, I cannot let my own safety come before theirs. I do not shirk my responsibilities when it is convenient for me.

Still, I am grateful for your concern, young one."

[Ralasha]

UrMru & Rubi:
A strong wind blows through the halls just after the doors shut, and the air begins warming. There are rooms on either side of the hallways in this area with heavy looking sliding metal doors painted unusual browns and oranges. There are twelve digit keypads next to each door with nine numbers, a zed, and two symbols # and *.

In the open room across from the woman with the seamed skin is what looks like an old man with a very long white beard, apparently sleeping on the cot. He snores softly...

The lights shut off, the building trembles.

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Edd:
Meanwhile back upstairs... After the slight tremor, a moogle comes bursting through one of the doors, it's normally white fur rainbow colored in gray scale from smoke, soot, grease or what have you.

It gives only one word: 'Kupo!' as it runs over and turns off the lights.

A few moments later a new source of light appears, being held. Some sort of lantern. One appears on the belt of every corpse in the room.

In a shocking surge of cleverness, you turn on the flashlight by pushing the little button on the side. It begins strobing (a word for rapid flashing).

[Prehysterical]

Baffled by the strange things he is seeing, urMru resolves to not disturb the sleeping man. Instead, he curiously regards the "woman" across the room.

[Ralasha]

UrMru: The 'woman' as you put it, stares at you blankly. Apparently not under any duress, or stress for that matter.
Rubi stands there staring at you.

Rubi: You stand there staring at him. Your eyes begin to water from the lack of blinking.

Edd: The Moggle begins running back the way it (A hesitant guess on your part makes it a she) came.

Through the doors into an area filled with pipes and tools laying scattered about.

Do you follow her?

[Desril]

Rubi

Stubbornly refusing to blink, Rubi goes to check on the old man and make sure that he's just asleep and not dead.

Heal (1d20-1)[6]

[Prehysterical]

It's unfortunately time to wake the old man. urMru realizes that it's better that he knows that they are here now, rather than later. He gently shakes the sleeping man's arm and asks,

"I am sorry, friend, but we have intruded upon your home, it seems. Might we stay here for a while and warm our bones?"

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Whatever happened to the scout?

[Ralasha]

Rubi: You aren't certain he's alive until he is woken by UrMru.

Ur: The old man shudders awake, and begins to sit up. "Old? Who's old? I'm in my twenties dammit." He doesn't sound old, or smell old... so those are pluses.

Spoiler: The Scout

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The scout is upstairs, lying forgotten and abandoned among the corpses.

[Dudu]

Edd: The Moggle begins running back the way it (A hesitant guess on your part makes it a she) came.

Through the doors into an area filled with pipes and tools laying scattered about.

Do you follow her?

Edd curiosity gets the best of him. He follows, but not after he grabs one of the lanterns (btw, I think he passed the wisdom check).

[Desril]

"Have you seen yourself lately? You're ancient!" Rubi looks confused at the paradoxically young voice coming from the old man's body. "More importantly though...what is this place?"

[Ralasha]

Rubi: "It's an ancient Police Department. And I can't help it my hair is white... it grows in that way naturally." He doesn't appear to be wrinkled in the face, though from behind he does admittedly look rather ancient. Actually seeing his face however, changes things slightly.

Edd: Assuming you meant you follow her after grabbing a flashlight, and since yes, I did say you turned it on...

She scampers down the hall yelling what could only translate as 'kupo!' repeatedly. (I find this to be funny.)

She eventually heads past a garage, down a stairwell two levels with no other visible doors but stairs still leading down, and enters a room with two large tanks on either side with an odd machine that seems to be humming in the middle. (There are also more floors above the ground floor.)

She runs over to it and begins checking what appear to be some very odd displays on it, round with numbers and symbols and pretty colored circular lines that start and end at different points. With needles that twitch or whir.

The moogle starts trying to repair some strange tubular cone thing with the end cut off. She mutters to herself about Humes messing with things when she hasn't fixed the generator yet, and how they are always so impatient.

She points to a hex wrench "Hand me that quickly if you don't want to die a horrible death. As long as you're here I can use some help."

[Desril]

Caught off-guard by his seemingly young face, Rubi shakes her heard to focus again, "Police Department? Well, if it's ancient, what the hell are you doing down here?"

[Dudu]

The moogle starts trying to repair some strange tubular cone thing with the end cut off. She mutters to herself about Humes messing with things when she hasn't fixed the generator yet, and how they are always so impatient.

She points to a hex wrench "Hand me that quickly if you don't want to die a horrible death. As long as you're here I can use some help."

"Wow, a bossy moogle... how exquisite. Fine, here it is."

He will attempt some aid another on repair.

(1d20+8)[16]

[Prehysterical]

As Rubi speaks with the man, urMru has a horrible realization.

"The scout! Rubi, I shall be back soon. I need to check on his condition." urMru makes his way back to the first room on the upper level.

[Ralasha]

Edd: The Moogle pokes the generator, it appears to be in slightly better condition as she uses the wrench the tighten on the cone. (Everything she says is in fact in Moogle.)

"So how did you end up stuck here, engine trouble? Flat tire, broken wheel, dead horses?"

She removes a circular section as she talks off of one of the sides and begins cleaning it by pouring in some thick yellow liquid out of a can she had sitting next to her. "I don't suppose you've been to the garage yet?"

She reaches in (1d6)[4]. "That should fix the cylinders so they don't explode in a fiery ball of death."

Rubi: "Well, I was escorting a prisoner." He turns on some form of tubular lantern for light, and shines the beam upwards to illuminate the room and the hall outside to just the point of visibility. "A police station has secured rooms for holding prisoners. Seemed like a good place to stick her while I got a nap, and my group's Engineer fixed our transportation and whatever else she had to do to get that done."

UrMru: After quite some time, you finally manage to find your way back upstairs through the unlit halls. You do trip and stumble on occasion from this or that thing you can't make out with your eyes. The complete lack of light makes it impossible to detect anything not almost directly in front of you, but your combined senses and general strength of wit allows you to navigate.

When you finally manage to make your way back up, you notice a source of light from the room through which you entered. Not as good as the ones in the ceiling which previously brightened the room, but better than nothing. The Dragoon wanders from body to body, switching on small tubular devices on their belts, which then emit those wonderful photons that almost everyone loves.

You take (1d6)[4] subdual damage from repeatedly bumping into things due to lack of sight. Not enough to leave bruises, but you're still a little sore from the adventure.

Make a heal check for the scout. (To check his status.)

[Desril]

Rubi doesn't stop urMru as he goes to check on the scout, but too preoccupied with the strange man to go with him. "A prisoner? What'd she do?"

[Prehysterical]

Rubbing his sore nose, urMru finally manages to find their scout. His practiced eyes quickly try to take stock of the sick man.

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(1d20+8)[24]

[Ralasha]

UrMru Aside from a light case of hypothermia (gradually getting worse), and whatever disease has been affecting him (Pneumonia), he appears to be fine. He isn't getting any better though, at least not under these conditions.

Rubi: "Not my job to ask, so I didn't." He shrugs, "Can't have been anything too serious though. If she had wanted to kill me she would have put up more of a struggle when I shut her in the cell. Instead she just randomly starts yelling to try and keep me from getting any rest..." He shakes his head ruefully.

[Prehysterical]

urMru is forced to drag the man down to the lower level, as he lacks the strength to hoist him onto his shoulders. It is slow going.

[Dudu]

Edd: The Moogle pokes the generator, it appears to be in slightly better condition as she uses the wrench the tighten on the cone. (Everything she says is in fact in Moogle.)

"So how did you end up stuck here, engine trouble? Flat tire, broken wheel, dead horses?"

"Oh, we were just walking. Catching some fresh air."

She removes a circular section as she talks off of one of the sides and begins cleaning it by pouring in some thick yellow liquid out of a can she had sitting next to her. "I don't suppose you've been to the garage yet?"

"Nope. Not yet. By the looks of this ruin, I take it it has something flashy in it's garage."

She reaches in [roll0]. "That should fix the cylinders so they don't explode in a fiery ball of death."

"Good job! A fiery ball of death isn't interesting in most scenarios."

He's starting to wonder where are the remaining party members.

[Ralasha]

Rubi: Checks the prisoner, finds nothing wrong, and begins searching for hygienic facilities.

UrMru: Did you remember to get a light source? ... Nope. E-gads. Gadzukes. Jiminy. Jeepers.

Wisdom check. DC 10. Let's assume you succeeded. After taking enough subdual damage to pass out fro a couple of rounds on the way down from the ground floor, without having entirely escaped the illumination. You decide to go back and get a flashlight, so that you don't kill yourself, or the scout, or someone else by accident. Because doing that would be silly... And you almost did that.

Eddguy: Headless Game.

The moogle stops a moment and stares. "It has our vehicle in it. I'm fixing this generator so that I can use the equipment in there to fix it."

She points to a hammer lying several feet away. "Hand me that would you? Also, fiery balls of death are always interesting.... just never pleasant."

[Desril]

Rubi

While she looks around to figure out what all is in this police department and searches for a place to wash up after the thought crossed her idle mind, Rubi silently curses herself for not talking to the prisoner like she intended to. "I should stop letting myself get so distracted by--oh, wonder what's in this room?"

[Prehysterical]

The illuminating tool in his hand feels foreign to urMru's fingers. It speaks of the plastic and metal that has become so endemic to this world. Nonetheless, he needs its light to see as he slowly drags the sick scout after him.

Eventually, he sees Rubi investigating a room. "Young one, lend me a hand, would you?"

[Desril]

Hearing urMru's question, Rubi leaves the door to the new room open as she heads to the nu mou. "Sure, what'd ya need?"

[Prehysterical]

urMru nods his head toward the scout. "We need to get him down here, where it's warmer. The cold is affecting his ability to fight off whatever illness he has. We must find a bed for him to recover.

I need someone with stronger shoulders than I to carry him, or else it will take time that he might not have."

[Desril]

Rubi, having completely forgotten that the scout was ill in all the excitement, looks worried as urMru speaks. Dashing over to the duo, she picks the scout up and carries him in her arms while searching now for a room that it would be safe to let him rest in.

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Have to run to class now, won't be able to reply further for 4 or 5 hours.

[Dudu]

Eddguy: Headless Game.

The moogle stops a moment and stares. "It has our vehicle in it. I'm fixing this generator so that I can use the equipment in there to fix it."

She points to a hammer lying several feet away. "Hand me that would you? Also, fiery balls of death are always interesting.... just never pleasant."

"Fine. Not pleasent. Let's focus on avoiding them for now."
"By the way, here's your hammer."

[Ralasha]

Edd: She re-attaches the circular section, and uses the hammer to disengage the emergency break on the generator... by hitting it. It begins to hum, and seems to choke a couple of times before steadying out.

"Off to the car-cave! Kupo!"

The room begins to warm noticeably as the Moogle makes her way out of the room back up the stairs and down a hall in the opposite of the direction in which the entrance lies.

The frost on the walls and floors has begun melting, making walking difficult. The moogle begins flying... Acrobatics check!

Rubi & UrMru: The scout groans as he is lifted.

The pair of you just about reach the cells when the lights suddenly return to their full glaring, ocularly painful splendor.

Another blast of warm air washes through the halls. The heating is back on.

Similar to the issue Edd is having, the frost is melting, acrobatics checks all around! (Unless you can fly carrying the scout.)

[Dudu]

The moogle seems unaware of Edd's inability to fly. The blue mage tries his best to doesn't fall off the stairs.
Acrobatic Check (1d20+8)[20]

Damn, I still need to find the others

[Desril]

Looking at the scout and at the slippery floors, Rubi takes a minute trying to think of what to do.

Turning to urMru she speaks up, "Here, hold on to my shield and all my spare weapons. This is going to be close, but I think I can just fly past all of this while carrying him...Then I can come back for you and my stuff so you don't have to worry about falling and breaking something either."

Handing off everything but her knight sword and armor to urMru, she repositions the scout in her arms and does her best to take off, flying down the hall rather than risking navigating the wet floors with the ill scout depending on her looking for a safe room to let him rest.