Kishore
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Kishore completely ignores Zukka's snort. Whether or not he heard it is unclear; but his air suggested that, even if he had heard it, he was certain that it most certainly wasn't directed at him.

At the sudden call for help from below, he retrieves a small crossbow from the strap on his back and cocks it with a single bolt from a small quiver strapped to his thigh, and follows Zukka back into the village.

Chiyome ignores the snort as well, and watches Kishore as he walks back towards the village, lagging a little, but with a purpose.
ooc: please dont ever question how I play my character again. She has a reason for everything she does. And as of yet she has not violated either her own code, St. Cuthbert's code, or her (future) paladin code.. And as I told you over AIM bander, St. Cuthbert's code is her guiding light.

Julie

It may have taken a second after Zukka's final comment for Julie to respond, but she seemed to have made up her mind as she stood. Doing her very best to ignore the pain in her leg and her side, squinting hard to see through the water in her eyes. The lines from the tears still visible on her cheeks she sprinted toward Garrits voice. With a near wreckless abandon she took off, she would probably exhaust herself at this pace after too long.

She couldn't help herself, after what Zukka said. It seemed like she was going faster now to try and make up for lost time from her crying. As she ran, however, her head turned as she passed Zukka. Julie's gaze was incredibly harsh and yet rather confusing, she understood she needed to help, knew she needed to do something, HAD to save anyone they could. But for some reason, she seemed as full of hate as compassion.

From the outside, the thatch roof of Garrit's home seems to have collapsed (along with two of the walls). Forcing their way in, the group doesn't see Garrit, but rather, a large pile of moaning straw.

(( OOC: Huh. No posts? *updates!* ))

Zukka arived sometime after Julie, perhaps also sometime after Kishore. He would not barge in, however - first he'd examine the surroundings, and then poke his head just inside and make sure the coast is clear. His heart was pounding, and over that he was straining for sound from other places. He didn't quite disturb the pile, and if after a second no one had gone ahead of him and tried to disturb the pile that supposedly contained Garrit, he'd ready - draw - his sling and call out...

"Garrit? Are you there? It's Zukka - and Julie, and Chiyome, and that stranger from the tavern. Garrit?"


(( OOC: Spot and listen outside, then spot inside. If it's clear, he /then/ goes in, draws, and speaks. ))

Julie

Quickly running to the moaning straw and falling to her knees, scraping them with the haphazard landing Julie begins at digging out the straw to try and reach garrit. Tears are still falling from her eyes, though the idea that someone else was ok seems to be the cause as opposed to the reason for her crying earlier.

(Sorry for the delay.)

Julie quickly digs up the face of Garrit, and should she continue digging, the body, limbs, and whatnot. When his face is freed, he quickly goes from shock to being overjoyed.

"I thought I was done for! But... I'm not quite out of here yet. I can't sit up, for one. And I can't really move one of my arms."

As Julie keeps digging, she finds a rafter pinning the man down.

Chiyome peeks her head back around the corner, "Garrit, is that you? The rafters of doom got you, eh? Julie and I should be able to make short work of them!"
Chiyome runs over and attempts to lift the rafters off Garrit.
ooc: rafters of doom.. inside joke in a conversation that i was having with bander..

(You'd think more people than just Chiyome would be willing to help him, buuuut...)

With some concerted effort, Chiyome manages to push up the rafter enough for him to stand. Aside from the ripped tunic sleeve and severe bruising on his arm, he otherwise appears fine. As he talks, he brushes off some of the straw and grimaces when he gets to his left arm.

"Thank you, thank you, thank y--eerrrgh. Not touching that arm again. I, er, I'm a bit of a heavy sleeper, you know. So I didn't actually wake up until my roof fell on me, and I don't quite know what happened, but there was this thing looming over me and I heard screaming and suddenly it was all gone. I was too afraid to do anything, and then I yelled for help and then you showed... you..." He finally takes note of the ichor-stained weapons the group is carrying, and horror dawns on his face as he realizes he was not alone in the attack. "What happened? Is everyone okay?"

( sorry, I was giving the others a chance to react, and forgot to post myself after long enough.)

Julie

Julie is rather excited to see someone alive, and somehow tears again begin crossing her face. She starts to give Garrit an explination but it's muddled. Each time she starts to talk she remembers what happened and her tounge gets tied. After a few attempts she gives up on explaining and can't help but cling to garrit, hugging him around the neck and apperently uninjured arm.

Bandersnatch wrote:(You'd think more people than just Chiyome would be willing to help him, buuuut...)

(( Buuuuuuuuuut Zukka was waiting for someone else to go in. Then I missed your first reply somehow while looking out for it, so it took the second one for me to notice. A depressingly understandable (for me to me) mistake. ))

"No."

Zukka cut over Julie's mumbling. He used the first few attempts to try and compose his words, some way to make it seem right, make it easy to swallow, but he felt that he couldn't tell a big enough lie, especially not one that would hold up, and this was a truth that couldn't be made comfortable. He grabbed some cloth, whatever he could get his hands on, and tried to fashion a sling. Garret was alive. There was hope for others! They had to go look, but they couldn't first abandon him in the process..

"No. Too many people are not okay. We were attacked by something. Some things. And then the town blew up."

With the sling hopefully done, he went to move closer and hope that Garrit would take it.

"Everyone's not okay, but since seeing you, Garrit, we know some are."

At least he had words for every situation. Maybe if he talked enough he could put up a big enough barrier, he could burn those words for the fuel to keep going, and drag the rest along.

"We need to go make sure others are, too."

There was hope in his voice, but it was distant, strained. Hope, for Julie, for Chiyome, for people in general - but his family was dead. If he wasn't staggering from tonight he'd probably be bitter.

As if knowing that her mother would be alright, Chiyome walks back towards her house at her normal pace.
"Mom, we won! Did you see me?"