The SSRS Kostroma lies idle in the southeastern bay of Mended Horn Island. Only the front portion, the two forward masts and the front of the superstructure that sits in the center of the freighter's hull, is illuminated by a pair of dim lights that glow orange-red, a sure sign that the boilers of the Kostroma are dying, and the lights will soon go off. The remainder of the ship's funnel, and the mast behind the superstructure are visible only in silhouette. The gibbous moon and starry night that would have provided a clear backdrop to the black hulk of the Kostroma have been smothered by the overcast skies and light rain.
A sound comes, not from the Kostroma, and indeed, not from anywhere at all. A low, vaguely tinnitus-like sound that drains out the sound of silence. It calls to you. It calls to everyone.
"Come to the Kostroma, good soldier. Join us here. Come."
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>>194981
Alright. He limps behind a nearby crate, draws his gun, and fires once at the riflepony.
[1d20+8 = (8+8) = 16]
[2d6 = 8]
Alright. He limps behind a nearby crate, draws his gun, and fires once at the riflepony.
[1d20+8 = (8+8) = 16]
[2d6 = 8]
The center pony closes the door.
There are sounds of gunshots from behind
TAT TAT TAT
BANG BANG BANG
There are sounds of gunshots from behind
TAT TAT TAT
BANG BANG BANG
>>194986
From the end of the room, it looks like Stained Sand, Rustling Pine, Blackheel and Mala, although the latter two are... less shooty. They seem focused on something high and in the Port-center of the room.
Kira does indeed find a barrel. It feels safer down there
From the end of the room, it looks like Stained Sand, Rustling Pine, Blackheel and Mala, although the latter two are... less shooty. They seem focused on something high and in the Port-center of the room.
Kira does indeed find a barrel. It feels safer down there
>>194988
>>194989
Stained Sand:
"There was something forming in that corner up there. Black and long, like what attacked me in the last hold."
Blackheel doesn't say anything, but he has a look of skepticism.
Mala has a look of "Everyone else was shooting in that direction, so I thought I would too."
Rustling Pine is hard to read, though more serious
>>194989
Stained Sand:
"There was something forming in that corner up there. Black and long, like what attacked me in the last hold."
Blackheel doesn't say anything, but he has a look of skepticism.
Mala has a look of "Everyone else was shooting in that direction, so I thought I would too."
Rustling Pine is hard to read, though more serious
Coming close to the millennial post
>>194991
Blackheel:
"The hull"
Based on sounds Silver would have heard, at least some of the bullets fired must have ricocheted.
>>194991
Blackheel:
"The hull"
Based on sounds Silver would have heard, at least some of the bullets fired must have ricocheted.
>>194993
"No." Stained Sand calls out.
Blackheel comes into the room to look around, Rustling Pine following behind with his automatic rifle.
Mala looks over at the slain pony, but shuffles out of the room back to Cargo Hold 5.
"No." Stained Sand calls out.
Blackheel comes into the room to look around, Rustling Pine following behind with his automatic rifle.
Mala looks over at the slain pony, but shuffles out of the room back to Cargo Hold 5.
>>194995
Silver decides that whatever it is, it must have been scared away. He returns to the cargo hold, kneeling down next to the fallen pony. If his eyes are open, he closes them, and speaks to him, "Надеюсь, вы обретёте покой, подальше от этого ужасного места."
>>194996
Kira looks to Cavaliere and smiles, though she has a look about her that the griffon might recognize: she's scared, and trying to hold it back. "Y-yeah, I'm fine. Just some bruising. How about you, are you okay? You smell hurt..."
Silver decides that whatever it is, it must have been scared away. He returns to the cargo hold, kneeling down next to the fallen pony. If his eyes are open, he closes them, and speaks to him, "Надеюсь, вы обретёте покой, подальше от этого ужасного места."
>>194996
Kira looks to Cavaliere and smiles, though she has a look about her that the griffon might recognize: she's scared, and trying to hold it back. "Y-yeah, I'm fine. Just some bruising. How about you, are you okay? You smell hurt..."
>>194997
The griffon grimaces stoically and holds a claw against his side. "We'll have it looked at," he wheezes. "What we're fighting is trying bolder plays to stop us, but he's still holding back his main force. We need to proceed cautiously."
Once the enemy pony is secured, he looks for the creature that has their medical supplies.
The griffon grimaces stoically and holds a claw against his side. "We'll have it looked at," he wheezes. "What we're fighting is trying bolder plays to stop us, but he's still holding back his main force. We need to proceed cautiously."
Once the enemy pony is secured, he looks for the creature that has their medical supplies.
>>194996
The pony is soon enough tied up, and presumably Kira holds onto him until he is.
>>194997
Assuming Silver is going to the one that Posey killed and not the one recently downed by Cavaliere:
His eyes are indeed open and milky white. If they focus on anything at all, it is far above the roof of the cargo hold, and beyond the clouds looming above.
The pony is soon enough tied up, and presumably Kira holds onto him until he is.
>>194997
Assuming Silver is going to the one that Posey killed and not the one recently downed by Cavaliere:
His eyes are indeed open and milky white. If they focus on anything at all, it is far above the roof of the cargo hold, and beyond the clouds looming above.
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