Presidential Memo #18: Holed Up
[Rufus has found a shotgun that's pretty damned close to his own; he's in the doorway of the room he shares with Reno, because with the wheelchair he really can't get very far and doesn't want to take the chance. Furniture has been placed near the door to fend off anyone who might attempt to come inside; he's well-fortified and ready. For anything.]
Reno--Elena--where are you two? Are you all right? Ping me please, you know how I worry.
Rob? Ladd? Anyone? Not a whole lot of chat happening on the network, is everyone all right?
If anyone's coming this way and could stop by the cafeteria--providing there's even anything edible there--could you bring me something? I haven't been out of here in days... Just let me know you're there, I'd hate to accidentally shoot someone pleasant.
[He winces, as the Geostigma is particularly bad today and he's in pain--but he'll be damned if he's going to mention it. Suddenly there's movement and noise at the bottom of the hallway. Rufus squints in that direction with his one good eye, takes aim, and shoots; the shotgun lets off an amazing blast of sound, and something screams.]
Well... at least I still have my aim. Hnh.
Reno--Elena--where are you two? Are you all right? Ping me please, you know how I worry.
Rob? Ladd? Anyone? Not a whole lot of chat happening on the network, is everyone all right?
If anyone's coming this way and could stop by the cafeteria--providing there's even anything edible there--could you bring me something? I haven't been out of here in days... Just let me know you're there, I'd hate to accidentally shoot someone pleasant.
[He winces, as the Geostigma is particularly bad today and he's in pain--but he'll be damned if he's going to mention it. Suddenly there's movement and noise at the bottom of the hallway. Rufus squints in that direction with his one good eye, takes aim, and shoots; the shotgun lets off an amazing blast of sound, and something screams.]
Well... at least I still have my aim. Hnh.