In the trunk of a rented Nissan Versa - Mainland - Wednesday Night
Pippi is laying alone in the trunk of her rental car, there's something in her rucksack jabbing into her back, and her cel phone keeps ringing.
"Oscar! Oscar! Come and get the treasure Oscar!" the recorded voices chime over and over. It's probably El Professor calling, or maybe Walter? Nadia? Tommy or Annika. It could be anybody, they might or might not know she is having some serious problems. If she could only pull it out and flip it open...
Eventually, it stops ringing.
She has no idea what's going on back in the room. The creep in the snake jacket picked her up, dumped her in the trunk, and shut her in. The stuff that can make it so she can move again is back in the room, Pip is handcuffed and back in the room. She can only assume the man went back in the room. She has no idea how long she's been in the trunk. Probably not very long, but it doesn't take long for things to happen.
If she could twist around, she could get a pin out of her hair to pick the lock on her handcuffs. Of course she would need to move to do that, and if she could move then she'd be able to snap the cuffs. Then she could get the gun in her rucksack that was jabbing her in the back and...
Pippi really didn't like hurting people. But sometimes, she wasn't given a choice. While she was lost in thoughts of what could be happening out there and what sorts of things she was willing to do in response, the trunk opened. Before she could summon what strength she had to turn her head, an unconscious and still handcuffed Pip was tossed in and the trunk shut behind him.
Pippi was able to turn her head, resting it against his chest. She could hear him breathing, feel his heart beating. There was that at least. The whole point of getting the potion stemmed back, to a certain extent, to the fact that the shadow things made her hurt him. She's always been afraid she'd hurt him, and she had. So she got the potion to keep from doing that again. And now, because of her mucking about, he's been shot, kicked in the head, handcuffed, and tossed with her in the trunk of a car and they were probably both going to die.
The engine of the car started as Pippi quietly pleaded with Pip to wake up.
"You know, there's few things more relaxing than a nice drive."
Pippi can barely hear the man up in the driver's seat, what with being shut up in the trunk. Not that she wouldn't ignore him, even if she could hear him clearly.
"Pip? Pip?" Deep breath. "...Pip? Please wake up."
"...Why is it dark?"
When she heard his voice and felt him move, Pippi's outlook improved eminency. Though, remembering that this was mostly her fault, from her point of view, put a huge dampener on that.
"We're in the trunk of the car I rented." she explained. "I'm sorry."
"Did that bastard throw us in here?"
"He's also the one driving ya." Pippi said. "He's the guy who kidnapped Nadia... He's got some problem with El Professor... And... I don't think we're hostages..."
You know what's nicer, though?" El Pistolero said. His voice seemed to be coming out of the car. "A swim."
The car suddenly rushed forward. Then there was the feeling of flying through the air.
And then there was the terrible, awful, sinking feeling.
The remaining occupants are tossed around the inside of the trunk as the car hit the water.
"Pip? Please say you're okay... Cause I can't move"
"My leg's grazed, but I'll live. Why can't you move?"
"I... asked Fred, a wizard in town, to make me a de-strengthening potion to make me normal for short periods of time and... I guess I took more then I shoulda." Pippi said. "And the antidote is back in the hotel room..."
Yeah she's feeling pretty stupid right about now.
"...I have extra long pins in my braids. You could probably use one to pick the lock on your cuffs? I think... That needs to happen rather quickly."
It's sounding pretty bubbly out there.
"Good. Hang on, lemme try and..." Pip fumbled about in the dark and pulled out a pin.
"Allrighty... let's see if I can... got it!"
Pippi's confidence that they'd come out on top here had taken a serious beating. For a while there, Pippi had been just as afraid as she was when the shadow things were attacking, possibly more so. Right now, however, it didn't seem nearly as bad.
"Somewhere in here is my rucksack, there's gillyweed in it." Pippi said. "...And the gun you gave me. But the gillyweed is more important right now I think?"
The body of the car around them began to make creaking noises, more and more water seeping in, as she waited for him to find it.
"...Was there anything I could have said that wouldn't have resulted in you kicking the door in?"
"'Come in'," Pip said as he rooted through the rucksack. He came out with the gun first and the gillyweed second. He seperated some out and handed a wad of gillyweed to her.
Pippi smiled at his answer.
"I love that about you." she said.
Then he offered her the wad of gillyweed she frowned and didn't move to take it. Partly because she still couldn't move, and she really wished she could because, hey, that would be helpful. And also, the water was really cold.
"You have to eat the whole ball to grow working gills." She said. "You eat it, I can hold my breath for quite a while."
"Got it. How long?"
I'm a little out of practice, but I'd probably be good for about five minutes. More if we had a balloon or something I could take little sips of air from but... I don't have anything like that in the trunk... The gillyweed lasts an hour."
"Mouth to mouth always works," Pip said. And with that, he downed the gillyweed and shot out the lock of the trunk.
There was a little handle with a picture of a man jumping out of the trunk of a car that would have been less noisy, but Pippi doesn't point that out just now.
As the water rushed in, Pip stuck the gun in his pants and grabbed Pippi, swimming up out of the car and towards the surface.
Pippi took a deep breath and... really couldn't do much else beyond that.
After a whlie, Pip turned to Pippi and tried to indicate to her that he was going to breathe air into her.
Pippi wasn't sure she actually needed a breath of air just then,but it certainly couldn't hurt. They're under water, and Pip doesn't speak shark. So she blows a few air bubbles out and nods very slightly, to let him know she's ready.
Pip leans in and, pressing his mouth to hers, gives her some precious, precious oxygen before continuing to swim upwards.
Pippi breathes in. She'd really like to kiss him, or put her arms around him, or possibly even kick her feet to help with their progress. But all she can do is float limply in the water and hold her breath.
Beingso helpless was frustrating, Pip was with her though, and she felt safe with him.
Pip gave one last kick and they broke the surface. He started looking around for beaches to swim to.
Pippi scanned the shore as Pip pulled her to the beach once he spotted it. She didn't see anybody out there, much less a murderous shadowy gunman.
"We need to call El Professor."
Was her cel phone water proof? ...Well, it had been through the washer more then once and continued to work.
"Definitely. If only why the crazy man with the snake jacket wants to kill us," Pip said as fell to the shore. "How are you feeling?"
"I don't think there's words in English or Swedish to describe how I feel right now..."
"Right. Alright, I think the jackass took my cell phone. You have yours?"
Pippi directed Pip to the pocket with her cel phone, which, miraculously, was working despite being submerged in salt water and not yet dry.
She waited for him to find if and get El Professor on the phone.
Note to self, even when you're too weak to lift your own head to look around, you can still shiver if it's cold enough.
Pip picked up the phone and called El Professor. "Sir?"
El answered almost immediately. "Pip! Are you two alright?"
"...Sort of, sir. Pippi's paralyzed from something earlier. I've got a mild grazing across my leg from where that psychopath shot me. Who the bloody hell is he?"
"El Pistolero. Not important. Where are you two?"
"Mainland. Around handwavey location. I think we can check into a hotel. This wound's not nearly bad enough to bother with a hospital."
"Alright. You two do that. I'm coming over there as soon as I can. Put Pippi on."
Pip put the phone up to Pippi's ear.
"Pippi. Are you alright?"
The question was almost funny, she very nearly laughed.
"The short version is, 'yes'." Pippi responded. "The antidote to the potion I took is still in the hotel room where he found me... I don't think we should go back there but..."
"No, you shouldn't. I'll do it. You two try and get to some other place safe. Maybe another hotel."
"I see an old looking motel with a sign that says 'Sunshine' and 'vacancy'." Pippi observed before giving El information about the Inn By The Sea, which wasn't really. And the bottles on the dresser with green and blue tablets in them.
"...Don't mess around with the green ones whatever you do. And... Please be careful... And, I'm sorry."![]()
"I can't think of a thing on earth you should be sorry for. El Pistolero is... wrong in the head. I'll be right there."
"Okay." She said looking up and nodding very slightly to Pip that she was finished talking. She was actually very tired, from all the screaming she had to do just to maintain a normal volume, and the cold, and the fear. Very very tired.
"I told him we'd meet him up at that motel up there... I'll try not to be too heavy." she said to Pip.
Right now she just wanted to be someplace warm and snuggly.
Pip nodded, hung up the phone, and picked Pippi up and limped over to the nearest hotel.
[[ooc: NFB due to distance. No interaction possible, ooc comments welcome. Preplayed with guitar_and_gun and cyclopeanmerc.]]
"Oscar! Oscar! Come and get the treasure Oscar!" the recorded voices chime over and over. It's probably El Professor calling, or maybe Walter? Nadia? Tommy or Annika. It could be anybody, they might or might not know she is having some serious problems. If she could only pull it out and flip it open...
Eventually, it stops ringing.
She has no idea what's going on back in the room. The creep in the snake jacket picked her up, dumped her in the trunk, and shut her in. The stuff that can make it so she can move again is back in the room, Pip is handcuffed and back in the room. She can only assume the man went back in the room. She has no idea how long she's been in the trunk. Probably not very long, but it doesn't take long for things to happen.
If she could twist around, she could get a pin out of her hair to pick the lock on her handcuffs. Of course she would need to move to do that, and if she could move then she'd be able to snap the cuffs. Then she could get the gun in her rucksack that was jabbing her in the back and...
Pippi really didn't like hurting people. But sometimes, she wasn't given a choice. While she was lost in thoughts of what could be happening out there and what sorts of things she was willing to do in response, the trunk opened. Before she could summon what strength she had to turn her head, an unconscious and still handcuffed Pip was tossed in and the trunk shut behind him.
Pippi was able to turn her head, resting it against his chest. She could hear him breathing, feel his heart beating. There was that at least. The whole point of getting the potion stemmed back, to a certain extent, to the fact that the shadow things made her hurt him. She's always been afraid she'd hurt him, and she had. So she got the potion to keep from doing that again. And now, because of her mucking about, he's been shot, kicked in the head, handcuffed, and tossed with her in the trunk of a car and they were probably both going to die.
The engine of the car started as Pippi quietly pleaded with Pip to wake up.
"You know, there's few things more relaxing than a nice drive."
Pippi can barely hear the man up in the driver's seat, what with being shut up in the trunk. Not that she wouldn't ignore him, even if she could hear him clearly.
"Pip? Pip?" Deep breath. "...Pip? Please wake up."
"...Why is it dark?"
When she heard his voice and felt him move, Pippi's outlook improved eminency. Though, remembering that this was mostly her fault, from her point of view, put a huge dampener on that.
"We're in the trunk of the car I rented." she explained. "I'm sorry."
"Did that bastard throw us in here?"
"He's also the one driving ya." Pippi said. "He's the guy who kidnapped Nadia... He's got some problem with El Professor... And... I don't think we're hostages..."
You know what's nicer, though?" El Pistolero said. His voice seemed to be coming out of the car. "A swim."
The car suddenly rushed forward. Then there was the feeling of flying through the air.
And then there was the terrible, awful, sinking feeling.
The remaining occupants are tossed around the inside of the trunk as the car hit the water.
"Pip? Please say you're okay... Cause I can't move"
"My leg's grazed, but I'll live. Why can't you move?"
"I... asked Fred, a wizard in town, to make me a de-strengthening potion to make me normal for short periods of time and... I guess I took more then I shoulda." Pippi said. "And the antidote is back in the hotel room..."
Yeah she's feeling pretty stupid right about now.
"...I have extra long pins in my braids. You could probably use one to pick the lock on your cuffs? I think... That needs to happen rather quickly."
It's sounding pretty bubbly out there.
"Good. Hang on, lemme try and..." Pip fumbled about in the dark and pulled out a pin.
"Allrighty... let's see if I can... got it!"
Pippi's confidence that they'd come out on top here had taken a serious beating. For a while there, Pippi had been just as afraid as she was when the shadow things were attacking, possibly more so. Right now, however, it didn't seem nearly as bad.
"Somewhere in here is my rucksack, there's gillyweed in it." Pippi said. "...And the gun you gave me. But the gillyweed is more important right now I think?"
The body of the car around them began to make creaking noises, more and more water seeping in, as she waited for him to find it.
"...Was there anything I could have said that wouldn't have resulted in you kicking the door in?"
"'Come in'," Pip said as he rooted through the rucksack. He came out with the gun first and the gillyweed second. He seperated some out and handed a wad of gillyweed to her.
Pippi smiled at his answer.
"I love that about you." she said.
Then he offered her the wad of gillyweed she frowned and didn't move to take it. Partly because she still couldn't move, and she really wished she could because, hey, that would be helpful. And also, the water was really cold.
"You have to eat the whole ball to grow working gills." She said. "You eat it, I can hold my breath for quite a while."
"Got it. How long?"
I'm a little out of practice, but I'd probably be good for about five minutes. More if we had a balloon or something I could take little sips of air from but... I don't have anything like that in the trunk... The gillyweed lasts an hour."
"Mouth to mouth always works," Pip said. And with that, he downed the gillyweed and shot out the lock of the trunk.
There was a little handle with a picture of a man jumping out of the trunk of a car that would have been less noisy, but Pippi doesn't point that out just now.
As the water rushed in, Pip stuck the gun in his pants and grabbed Pippi, swimming up out of the car and towards the surface.
Pippi took a deep breath and... really couldn't do much else beyond that.
After a whlie, Pip turned to Pippi and tried to indicate to her that he was going to breathe air into her.
Pippi wasn't sure she actually needed a breath of air just then,but it certainly couldn't hurt. They're under water, and Pip doesn't speak shark. So she blows a few air bubbles out and nods very slightly, to let him know she's ready.
Pip leans in and, pressing his mouth to hers, gives her some precious, precious oxygen before continuing to swim upwards.
Pippi breathes in. She'd really like to kiss him, or put her arms around him, or possibly even kick her feet to help with their progress. But all she can do is float limply in the water and hold her breath.
Beingso helpless was frustrating, Pip was with her though, and she felt safe with him.
Pip gave one last kick and they broke the surface. He started looking around for beaches to swim to.
Pippi scanned the shore as Pip pulled her to the beach once he spotted it. She didn't see anybody out there, much less a murderous shadowy gunman.
"We need to call El Professor."
Was her cel phone water proof? ...Well, it had been through the washer more then once and continued to work.
"Definitely. If only why the crazy man with the snake jacket wants to kill us," Pip said as fell to the shore. "How are you feeling?"
"I don't think there's words in English or Swedish to describe how I feel right now..."
"Right. Alright, I think the jackass took my cell phone. You have yours?"
Pippi directed Pip to the pocket with her cel phone, which, miraculously, was working despite being submerged in salt water and not yet dry.
She waited for him to find if and get El Professor on the phone.
Note to self, even when you're too weak to lift your own head to look around, you can still shiver if it's cold enough.
Pip picked up the phone and called El Professor. "Sir?"
El answered almost immediately. "Pip! Are you two alright?"
"...Sort of, sir. Pippi's paralyzed from something earlier. I've got a mild grazing across my leg from where that psychopath shot me. Who the bloody hell is he?"
"El Pistolero. Not important. Where are you two?"
"Mainland. Around handwavey location. I think we can check into a hotel. This wound's not nearly bad enough to bother with a hospital."
"Alright. You two do that. I'm coming over there as soon as I can. Put Pippi on."
Pip put the phone up to Pippi's ear.
"Pippi. Are you alright?"
The question was almost funny, she very nearly laughed.
"The short version is, 'yes'." Pippi responded. "The antidote to the potion I took is still in the hotel room where he found me... I don't think we should go back there but..."
"No, you shouldn't. I'll do it. You two try and get to some other place safe. Maybe another hotel."
"I see an old looking motel with a sign that says 'Sunshine' and 'vacancy'." Pippi observed before giving El information about the Inn By The Sea, which wasn't really. And the bottles on the dresser with green and blue tablets in them.
"...Don't mess around with the green ones whatever you do. And... Please be careful... And, I'm sorry."
"I can't think of a thing on earth you should be sorry for. El Pistolero is... wrong in the head. I'll be right there."
"Okay." She said looking up and nodding very slightly to Pip that she was finished talking. She was actually very tired, from all the screaming she had to do just to maintain a normal volume, and the cold, and the fear. Very very tired.
"I told him we'd meet him up at that motel up there... I'll try not to be too heavy." she said to Pip.
Right now she just wanted to be someplace warm and snuggly.
Pip nodded, hung up the phone, and picked Pippi up and limped over to the nearest hotel.
[[ooc: NFB due to distance. No interaction possible, ooc comments welcome. Preplayed with guitar_and_gun and cyclopeanmerc.]]