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[Isabel] The Great Pirate Hunt

Dec 12, 2006 13:50

Who: Isabel
Where: Outside the prison
When: Day 24, early evening
Invited: Anybody who's coming Jack Sparrow hunting
Status: Winding down

( Roll up roll up for the great Jack Sparrow hunt )

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[Jon] sophiedb December 12 2006, 17:24:27 UTC

"A few years ago I'd've said he was packing another library with his gear. Now he's probably checking that everyone left in the bunker can do without the rest of us ( ... )

[Jack] purplerhino December 13 2006, 00:39:02 UTC

Jack patted his blaster. "Got about fifty stun blasts here, but I liberated this from the armory." He held up a well tended revolver. A Welby Mk4, .38. That limited it to the rounds in the barrel.

“Had one of these in the second world war. Sturdy and reliable. Saw it in there and it just sang.” In fact, he had every intention of keeping this beauty. Not as versatile as a blaster, but it didn’t require batteries, just bullets. “And as I have been in battle before, yeah, more than willing to use it.”

Jack looked at Isabel. “You have a weapon you’re comfortable with?“

(*OOC: yeah, that's Jack's weapon of choice on Torchwood.)

[Isabel] nohatmatt December 13 2006, 08:42:21 UTC

"I'll be fine," Isabel said, although she was privately wishing she had Max's ability to project a shield. She'd just have to take a more offensive approach - preferably from cover. She had no desire to get shot again, and she knew she wasn't fast enough to stop a bullet, so the plan would have to involve taking action before the bullet could be fired.

Her memory intruded, a brief flash, standing motionless amidst the falling ashes she had made from Whitaker's body. Her first kill. A fight to the death, that had been. She wasn't going to kill anybody this evening though.

[Dean/Sam] aliencrabcakes December 13 2006, 15:05:44 UTC

Dean and Sam walked up behind Isabel. "Great, she's going?" Dean whispered to Sam. "Give it a rest." Sam replied and continued, "And I don't want to hear it about Jon either ( ... )

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[Methos] Delving through the undergrowth sophiedb December 21 2006, 15:26:02 UTC

OOC: this thread kind of died, so here's me trying to get Methos and Ripley back into the story at some point. If it doesn't sit right, just say :)

Wandering aimlessly in the forest had done about as much for his memory as sitting by the fire had, but Ripley made it clear that she wasn't going to let Methos anywhere near this bunker he apparently lived in until fully compos mentis. Apparently he hadn't been heading in the right direction either, since she'd not attempted to change his direction at any point during the day. Sparring had only eased the cramping in his recently-healed muscles, swearing at the bloody woman in every language he knew earned little more than a snort, and weaving uncomfortable "clothes" from various leaves felt so ridiculous that he simply abandoned the attempt - it wasn't as if the temperature were freezing ( ... )

[Locke] Delving through the undergrowth starborn_scribe December 22 2006, 01:53:27 UTC

The second time Locke heard it he held up a hand. Between the gesture and the way his eyes scanned the darkened jungle around them the others silenced. "We're not alone," he murmured.

Dean, Sam, Daniel, and Jon drew their respective firearms and put their backs to the group. They and Locke formed a rough circle around the others.

"Show yourself!" Locke called.

[Methos] Still as a statue sophiedb December 22 2006, 09:51:11 UTC

Show myself? You must be kidding!

For starters Methos far too wary to reveal his position to a bunch of strangers, he had no weapon (not even his bloody sword!) and lastly was as naked as the day he was found - a metaphor which sent an unexpected tremor through his body as he focussed on one young man's bright red hair. Why? All Immortals were found, it wasn't like he hadn't used that phrase for donkey's years, and that mortal didn't register even the faintest pre-Immortal Buzz. Either way the nudity might have some shock value, but if he were injured by any of those weapons his Quickening would be on display for all to see.

Shrugging off that strange feeling Methos reconfirmed his original plan, slowing his breathing as he waited for their next move. New decisions would have to be made if these people found him, but until then he was staying put.

[Dean] Plan B starborn_scribe December 22 2006, 18:53:58 UTC

After two minutes had passed Locke's strategy clearly wasn't working. Dean caught the older man's eye. "Which way?" he whispered.

Locke cant his head to the right. His shrug indicated that he didn't know exactly where their unwanted company was.

Dean strode over to Daniel with Sam on his heels. Keeping his voice low he said, "We're gonna check it out." Daniel looked ready to protest, but only nodded. After a glance at Sam they slipped into the jungle in separate directions to hopefully flank the intruder or flush him out.

[OOC: Sam and Dean move pretty quietly through the brush, but not as well as Locke, Methos, Ripley, or Molly.]

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