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[byte-me.insanejournal.com]

Who: Lotus, Tide
Where: SOMEWHERE OUT AT SEA
When: Year 190, Autumn
What: Shipwreck D8

Stupid excuse for a ship! [she kicks at the torn-up rowboat she used to flee her sinking ship with.]

[Now she's stuck on a relatively small island in the middle of no where.]

Comments

[byte-me.insanejournal.com]

[well it is true he can kill her easily if he had wanted to. That said, she's still keeping her gun aimed at him]

Try anything funny and I will shoot you.

[overclocking.insanejournal.com]

[He approaches her cautiously, bandages still in hand]

Where are the injuries?

[byte-me.insanejournal.com]

[she's bleeding from the arm from a gunshot wound. And from a gash on her forehead. The rest seems to be superficial.

She reluctantly pulls her sleeve up so he can see it]

[overclocking.insanejournal.com]

...a wound from a gun?

[He applies the bandages carefully--not particularly practiced, though it's clear this isn't the first time he's done it, either. Curious.]

The salt soaked in will help them heal.

[byte-me.insanejournal.com]

[The salt will also sting like well. whacking him over the head]

That hurts, you buffoon!

[overclocking.insanejournal.com]

[...'-' you sure are tempting fate, lady, but he doesn't react to the smacking aside from leaning back slightly]

You expected a painless gunshot wound?

[byte-me.insanejournal.com]

[Makes you wonder how she survived this long, doesn't it?]

You're rubbing salt in my wound!

[overclocking.insanejournal.com]

I would be using alcohol if there were any. That would certainly hurt worse.

[byte-me.insanejournal.com]

Of course I know that!

[augh. Bears with it]

[overclocking.insanejournal.com]

[Good decision. He ties off the bandages and takes a few pointed steps back.]

Do you have a plan? Or are you just going to wait?

[byte-me.insanejournal.com]

[checks the bandages before settling back, satisfied]

I'll try to fix the boat. It's salvageable.

[not easily. For sure]

[overclocking.insanejournal.com]

And then? Set off on dangerous seas with no supplies, not even a sail?

[byte-me.insanejournal.com]

And what do you suggest I stay here and starve?

[overclocking.insanejournal.com]

. . .

I am familiar with every major trade route used by human crafts. With my guidance it would be possible to intercept a tradeship before five moonsets. They could return you to your port.

[byte-me.insanejournal.com]

And why are you so eager to help?

[overclocking.insanejournal.com]

[Wouldn't you like to know]

My motivations are not entirely selfless.

[byte-me.insanejournal.com]

... I'll consider it.