you're a little much for me - open, kitty

NARIN · 08-05-2017, 09:28 PM

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[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px; color:black;"]She didn't know anything about a cave in or the possibility that there might be more chances of cave ins. To be honest, she didn't even know that there was a mine, not until this very moment when gunshots had rang out into the air. Her heard turned sharply to the sound, face shrouded in the darkness of her hood as she moved quietly around the tracks she had noticed not too long ago. Something was going on and gunshots always meant it was something bad. In this day and age bullets were conserved and never used for pointless ventures which meant that something had happened. She frowned a bit, lips puled down at the corners as she speculated on what that could have possibly been. It was close and she surmised that she should go and see what had happened. Some might even question her lack of urgency as she began to walk forward on her bare feet, taking her time because of the pain simmering from the rawed flesh. Her quick but light movements were barely heard as she made her way down the track and toward the scene with a curious gleam to her honey brown orbs. Half of her wondered what had exactly went wrong but she didn't have much time to actively ponder on it because she was already upon the scene at hand.

The older gentleman was already here before her and she watched him as he lifted off he dead cougar from the body of another woman. She watched as he tossed the cougar's dead form off to the side and she peered at the body as it laid there before her, landing at her barren feet. Some words lingered in her head as she studied the freshly deceased creature before she kneeled down and pressed her hand flat against the abdomen of the beast. They could use it still, perhaps not for eating but for other necessary things but the first priority was to make sure that the woman who was attacked was okay. She pushed her hood down and stood back up to make her way over near the older man as she peered down. "No, she's hurt." There were clear signs of claw marks in her flesh and her shirt was torn from what looked like more clawing. Cougars were quick animals but as starved as that one had been it was running on attack mode, not caring as long as it got it's kill. The piebald woman glanced to Arlo before she then crossed her arms over her chest, debating on what to do.

"Stay still..." She spoke suddenly as she pulled off her cloak, baring her arms to the world and her rather...filthy clothing. Leaning down and taking care she laid her cloak flat against the ground before running her hands against her back pocket. It wouldn't be much but it would do. She pulled out the rather small bottle of alcohol from her jeans and then proceeded to rip fabric from her cloak as a means for a temporary bandage. But her movements stopped and she gave Narin a hesitant look. She didn't know her and the same went the other way but maybe she would trust her as she moved forward with the items. Opening the small bottle, her lips pursed a bit with concentration as she attempted to pour a bit over the wound and then press the fabric against the most extensive of the claw marks that was affected by the other. Crow's eyes then shifted up to look at Arlo before she frowned a bit. She didn't know his name. "Burly guy, do you know how to skin? We could use the cougar's pelt for something."

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NARIN · 08-08-2017, 03:47 PM

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NARIN · 08-13-2017, 06:43 PM

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you're a little much for me - open, kitty
NARIN Posts:62 #1 08-05-2017, 09:28 PM NARIN LUNA [table]
	It was late in the day, the sun was starting to go down and Narin dutifully stood guard at the tunnel entrance alone. All she had to watch out for was another cave-in, and notify someone if it felt like a cave-in was imminent. She huffed and leaned against the rocky shards, pulling out her pistol from her belt. She hummed as she made sure it was fully loaded; she'd only come to the Flintlock Lodge with a few bullets, but she'd quickly gotten more. After all, she was trained to shoot and was probably more accurate then half of the people here. She didn't notice the shadow lurking, getting closer and closer, until she heard the low growling coming from it. She jolted up, her eyes widening in shock as the mountain lion moved closer. It was thin and looked almost sickly, and she could deduce it was most likely chased out of its old territory. There was no time to think about that now though, since it seemed that it was hunting her. The woman raised her pistol, aiming at the cougar's head. She sucked in a deep breath and kept her movements steady and methodical. There was no time to get help, if she ran she'd just get picked off. "We're in for a big one, kid." She murmured under her breath to the caved-in tunnel, even though she knew Gray couldn't hear her. She braced herself and pulled the trigger. The cougar let out a scream as the bullet sunk into its jaw. It pounced at her, ready to rip her apart. It was too hungry to run, and it had nothing to lose. She dove out of the way just in time. Its claws grazed her torso, and she bit her tongue to hold in a cry of pain. She swerved as soon as she hit the ground to shoot it again, and again. It screamed and jumped at her again, and she let out a scream of pain as its claws sunk into her flesh. "Help!" She called out, her voice pained and terrified even though she knew nobody would hear her in time. She shoved the gun in front of her and shot blindly, praying that she'd hit something vital. It slumped, the full hundred-and-something pounds pinning her to the ground. She wheezed and tried to push it off of her, but she couldn't move it. Her arms were shaking, but at least she wasn't crying. This was the first time she'd gotten attacked by a mountain lion, though she'd gotten attacked by feral animals before. Mostly feral dogs, but that didn't matter now. She sighed and closed her eyes. She tried to calm her nerves, but she couldn't while this asshole was still bleeding all over her. A thought sprung to mind, and she could only pray that Gray wasn't injured and the scent of his blood wasn't what attracted it.
johannes angelicus	.
Gunshots had him running. It was habit at this point to keep his weapons on him, though he didn't have a gun. Shame. By the mineshaft, he was quickly slowed at the sight of Narin, Arlo and--there she was again. That new woman. And...something dead. Fuck. "Are you all right--" He caught his breath, moving forward quickly to take stock of the situation. He was glad she'd taken on guarding the entrance, but--well--shit. The lion looked sick, thin--well, dead, thank god. He could see she was injured, though, and it was to his relief that the dark-haired woman was helping. "I can skin." He mumbled, still trying to get a better look at Narin's wounds and the carcass. "Arlo--can you help me get this to the lodge? We can skin it outside, but it'd be helpful to do so close to the kitchen. I--we can use it. A lot of it. Ah--are your legs..okay, Narin?" If she couldn't walk, he could help there too. That was the priority--though the cougar was a blessing in some terms. Just...one with claws. He didn't know medicine, not like Dahlia had and not like, hopefully, Annaliese knew, but he was strong.	Sinking fast, the weight chained to my feet No time to argue with belief I'm not alone, a thousand others dropping Faster than me
	Narin gritted her teeth and waited, pain rolling through her in waves now that her adrenaline was wearing off. She shuddered and tried to wiggle out from under the body as she heard someone approach. He lifted the animal off, well more of rolled it off; she wasn't picked though. It was a miracle she was still alive, though if she didn't take care of the injuries it'd inflicted she'd soon be dead. "Y-yeah. Heavy sonofabitch-" Narin's hesitant words devolved into a near-snarl. She took a deep breath and tried to calm down, not in the least bit surprised that her fear had turned into anger the second the danger faded. She winced as another strange person appeared, commenting on her wounds and ordering her to stay still. Narin tried her best to obey, but her trigger finger was still itchy and having a stranger get into her face trying to help just made her all the more panicked. She bit her lip and gestured for the girl to continue as she pulled out a small bottle of what seemed to be alcohol and ripped a piece off her cloak for a bandage. She hissed in pain as the girl poured some alcohol onto the wound and pressed the cloth onto the worst spot. She'd been hurt worse before, but she'd been taken care of by people she'd known for years; not necessarily her friends, but she could at least guess their motivations. Now she was surrounded by near strangers, bleeding her heart out in a goddamn forest. "My legs are fine." She hissed, not trying to be aggressive but not being able to help it. She got angry when she got hurt, it was a difficult habit to untrain. "I'll be able to walk back once, ah, you're done with me." She said as she gestured to the woman currently tending to her wounds since she didn't know her name. The idea of skinning the cougar somehow reminded her of.. Something. She couldn't really remember; it probably wasn't important. She nodded in agreement, the idea of fresh meat intriguing. "Just be careful- that thing is probably crawling with diseases."
johannes angelicus	.
Johannes gave a quick nod. She was right, it probably was sick. "Even if we can't eat it, it'll be useful. Glad you managed to kill it." It looked like it had been...quite close. "It as alone, right?" He didn't think cougars ever travelled with others of their own kind--but he didn't want to get a nasty shock upon venturing into the mineshaft.	Sinking fast, the weight chained to my feet No time to argue with belief I'm not alone, a thousand others dropping Faster than me
	She rolled her shoulders in an attempt of a shrug at Johannes words, but she was too tense for her movements to be described as anything but stilted and tense. "No problem." She said as she gritted her teeth against the pain. It still stung like a bitch, and her brain was still afire with aimless anger. "Yeah, it was alone." She added in response to his question.
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