Rescue Party - Comm + Action

[albatrossomen]

First, an Audio broadcast:

We are organizing a search party into the woods to retrieve our lost crewmate. Preferably before this Twig Man finishes whatever it is a Slenderman does with his victims.

With that said, meet outside Navi within the next thirty minutes should you desire to assist.

[Who identifies themselves on broadcasts really? Certainly not this guy.]



Then the action, OTA;

As promised, Murmur will be outside to await whoever decides to come along. The more the merrier, especially in this case. He doesn't exactly look the combat oriented sort, and that observation wouldn't be far from the truth. Nevertheless he can't just sit back on his heels while their crew get picked off by supernatural forest-dwelling monsters.

Well, he can, but it wouldn't be very ideal if he did.


Please join the bookworm in attempting to rescue Jon from monsters.

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[audio]

[unnecessaryflourishes]

If it was worth a warning, I would presume the answer is unlikely to be good.

[albatrossomen]

Precisely the reason for a search party.

[And his own involvement in it. It's not like he wanted to volunteer to get involved.]

Will you be joining us? Your presence would certainly aid in expediting the process.

[unnecessaryflourishes]

If I must, I suppose.

[He's not thrilled about the idea.  But it's the sort of not thrilled that comes of having to actually involve himself in things, rather than any direct disinterest in the idea.]

Although I would have thought more people would already have offered their assistance.

[albatrossomen]

The sooner we finish this task, the sooner we may depart.

[Mumur wholeheartedly understands. He shouldn't even be involved, his function is to be an unseen background influence. This was throwing all of that out the window, getting directly involved, and he really disliked it.]

It has been surprisingly quiet.

[unnecessaryflourishes]

There is that.

[Not that he has any specific objections to the world they happen to be visiting, despite the ... unusual inhabitant.

Still, there's a pause, and - after a moment - a sigh before he speaks again.]

I'll be there.

[And indeed, a moment later he is, stepping out of a swirl of darkness not far from where Murmur is.]

[albatrossomen]

[It isn't the worst world they could have been stuck on. It's also not getting them any closer to returning home, however, either. And that point, Murmur thinks, is one Emet-Selch understands.

Upon his arrival Murmur glances over, offering a nod of greeting and gratitude. The backup is appreciated.]

A moment or two longer, I know Jack is coming at least.

[There's probably one or two more, so they should largely get out of having to do the heavy lifting.]

[unnecessaryflourishes]

[It is very much a point he understands.  And while he might have been willing enough to simply leave their fellow passenger behind, he is likewise aware that isn't necessarily going to be an opinion shared by the rest of his fellow travelers.  To say nothing of the ship itself.

Which means that they will have to mount a rescue.  Much though he might prefer otherwise.]

A moment it is, then.

[And fortunately enough, he doesn't mind waiting.]

[sisterswitch]

Luckily, they don’t need to wait long for Jack to arrive - she appears soon after, with a comically large backpack full of supplies strapped to her shoulders. She is Prepared to have an adventure. With a very heavy backpack.

“I don’t suppose either of you would happen to know any kind of size-change spell, would you?”

[albatrossomen]

[Murmur was glad that Emet-Selch could recognize the sensibility in simply taking it upon themselves to approach this task. Navi was unlikely to depart ere they return the lost shipmate, so this ultimately was inevitable.

If the mortals were so easily subjected to the Twig Man's magics, eventually they'd be forced to act anyway. This simply spares them having to mount a larger and altogether more annoying rescue in the long run.

Murmur did huff a sound of amusement at the rather impressively sized bag of supplies Jack chose to bring along.]

Are you anticipating a long excursion?

[How dreadful.]

Unfortunately, no. If you require assistance, however, I could be persuaded to carry that when you tire.

[He's lazy, and decidedly not a gentleman. Jack wouldn't appreciate empty altruism anyway.]

It would seem no one else desires to answer the call, shall we depart?

[unnecessaryflourishes]

Really, the simplest option would be for none of the denizens of the ship to have fallen prey to the magicks of this Twigman. But as that seems to no longer be an option, this is likely the next best thing. Irritating though it might be.

"I wouldn't have thought there would be a need for quite that many supplies."

He does, of course, know a few spells capable of changing the size of an object. But neither does he see a direct need to offer that fact. Murmur has already offered himself to help carry the burden if necessary and that's more than enough as far as he's concerned.

"And the sooner we leave, the sooner we might find our errant companion."

Which is to say, he's all in favor of departing.

[sisterswitch]

"Look, if there is one thing I've learned from my many hours of playing The Oregon Trail, it's that people tend to underestimate the supplies they'll need." She shrugs. "Better to over-pack than under - we don't know how long this search-and-rescue mission's going to take, and I for one am not keen to hunt for food or dowse for water or spend the night on the ground if we need to make camp."

Not that Jack's done much camping in person. But hey, how hard can it be to start a fire?

"Lead the way."

[albatrossomen]

Of course no one going out to get captured by the Twig Man would have been the ideal, but surely by now Emet-Selch knew that it was nearly impossible for mortals to not put themselves in imminent peril. They were attracted to certain death like moths to a flame. No, this was inevitable, and unfortunately likely going to continue being the case on every dangerous world they visit on their trip through space.

"Is that another video game?" He asked of Jack, peering toward the woods while they spoke among themselves. While it might look like he was just trying to peer into the gloom, and that was true, what he was really doing was letting his awareness spread out so they weren't going in completely blind. Being able to see everything did come in handy sometimes.

"I suppose that is a valid point, I do hope we won't be spending quite that much time out here." He had forgotten the need for most people to eat, good thing Jack was looking out for herself in that regard. Murmur would absolutely forget to feed her. "Perhaps we'll be fortunate enough to pick up something of a trail ere long."

You don't happen to have any tricks up your sleeve for such an endeavor, do you? He asked more quietly of Emet-Selch, as he was already moving to head toward the forest. Might as well start somewhere.

action

[fuckregularpeople]

Despite Jack's beliefs, Jane does actually care about other people. Not enough to ever trust them, because trust is just allowing people to hurt you, but enough that she doesn't want someone who hasn't hurt her to suffer.

Alone, though. After seventy years of experience, she knows she works better alone than with others. "Don't wait up," she quips to Murmur, heading for the treeline.

Re: action

[albatrossomen]

Hm. Strange behavior, to be sure, but Murmur only watched as she passed by. Intrigued, yes, but unwilling to interfere or insist. It isn't his place. None of this is his place. The fact that he's getting involved at all is out of place.

"We'll be certain to go back through," He called after her. "Should you fail to return."

Who knows, maybe she'll find their lost lamb first and save him the trouble of having to participate in this endeavor.

[fuckregularpeople]

"You do you," she replies without looking back. It's a gamble whether she'll find their missing buddy, but it wouldn't be the first time Jane headed out on her own into a dangerous unknown. Usually she at least learned something helpful.

It often went disastrously, but hey, it was something.

If she doesn't get into horrible danger, she'll make her way back somehow. Flit was good at figuring out the right place to be. And if she does get into horrible danger, she'll deal with it as it happens.

[albatrossomen]

With that level of confidence Murmur expects this probably isn't an unusual behavior pattern for her, therefore she is likely perfectly capable of taking care of herself. Against this particular entity or not, he couldn't say, but he's not about to try to change her mind.

Good luck out there, Jane. Try not to get eaten by Slederman.