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[lonelynotforsaken]

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[Martin's day isn't going well. And he's shouting as loudly as Squalo had been on the first communication. He's also very clearly running.]

May day! May day may day may day! Oh, god! Oh, god! May day! There's- Drone. Electricity spikes. Oh, god! East jungle. Close to shore!

[His responses to things may be delayed depending on whether or not he can escape the thing.]

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[cactusy]

[Well, fuck.]

Stop shouting and hide. Now. Hunker down, stay still and quiet.

[Alas, she doesn't know that it's already spotted him.]

[lonelynotforsaken]

[He catches... some of her message.]

Running from it! Hiding.

[cactusy]

When I saw one, I was up a tree and under leaf cover, and it didn't do a thing to me, okay? But if you run and these have motion detection, you're screwed. They move fast; you're not going to be able to outrun it.

[lonelynotforsaken]

Running! [Please understand attempting-to-be-helpful lady.] It saw me. Hiding. Trying to hide. Jungle.

[cactusy]

Okay, good. Noise sensors are less likely that motion sensors, but shout less just in case. Zigzag around trees and try to break its line of sight. Don't worry about getting lost, worry about not getting dead.

[lonelynotforsaken]

[Unfortunately, it sounds an awful lot like he's getting dead. It will be the next morning before he responds. Voice quiet, tone very even.]

Hi. I'm still alive, but it got me. Electrocution and some sort of injection that knocked me out. I'm in a cell. Decent size. I can see two drones on pads. There's a third pad, but that one's gone. No other people. But there's a computer. Can't tell if it's on, but there's definitely power here.

[cactusy]

[... Huh, alive so he is. Color her surprised.]

How quick did it knock you out? Do you know if the drone is what picked you up?

[lonelynotforsaken]

It shocked me first. I have no idea exactly how long it lasted. It injected me after the shock, but it must have waited at least a little bit. I was starting to be able to move again.

I assume it's what picked me up, yes. It has some sort of claw arm on it.

[cactusy]

I've seen one. How big was yours?

[lonelynotforsaken]

[There's a long break as Martin tries to eyeball the size of the drones on the pads, assuming they must be roughly the same.]

About a meter and a bit more wide. Four rotors. I'm pretty big and heavy. They have to have some serious power in them to lift someone like me.

[cactusy]

Same with the one I saw. I'd figured it wasn't big enough to carry a person.

[Obviously she was wrong!]

[lonelynotforsaken]

I was unconscious, so I can't 100% say it brought me here, but it's the last thing I remember seeing. I know Kokichi were on the same coast as me yesterday. I don't know how far away they were, though, and I don't think it would be safe for them to check the area where I was taken.

Not until the third one comes back, at least. I'll keep everyone updated on what the drones are doing while I'm in here.

[cactusy]

Focus on getting out first. Let us know if the ideas you've gotten so far turn out to be a bust.

[lonelynotforsaken]

Multi-tasking. Removing hinges is out as an option. There aren't any. Looks like the door slides up. There are multiple deadbolts along one side. I'm checking now to see if there's any way it can get them open from in here. I found a lockpick in the mattress. I've never tried picking a lock from inside somewhere, if that's what I need to do, though.

[cactusy]

Shoestring idea's not a bad one.

How skinny is your arm?

[lonelynotforsaken]

It's not. The bars are close enough I can barely get more than my fingers through. I'm going to try getting my hand through if I can find something worth doing that for.

[cactusy]

You said the cell looks old. Any of the bars rusty?

[lonelynotforsaken]

Yeah. I've already tried some of them. They're rusty, but not rusty enough to break through. I found a syringe in the toilet's tank, but I'm not sure how I'd use that. Maybe throw it at- actually. How much do you know about electronics? Would trying to short circuit the reader be more likely to keep the door locked down or release it?

[cactusy]

Uh-- it probably depends? I don't know, I don't actually know much about electronics. I do know about medical stuff, though. Leave the mystery syringe alone.

What about twisting your shirt into a rope, wrapping it around the rustiest bar, and trying to pull it in?

[lonelynotforsaken]

There's nothing in it, and it looks like it's been broken off of something. The drones, if I'm right.

[He can feel the bruise where he'd been injected. It just seems logical that this is the same thing that had injected into him.]

I have another idea I'm going to try, but I'll give that one a go if it doesn't work.

[cactusy]

Share with the class if it works.

> text

[lonelynotforsaken]

[It's several hours later, and Martin is switching to text because his emotional stability is rapidly deteriorating along with his digestive tract. No one needs to hear that. Texting on these takes longer, but it works.]

I think I've shorted out one of the drones.
I used the syringe to put water all over its docking port.
Heard a pop and there's smoke.
Another one's taken off, though.
Not sure if I'll be able to do it for all three with what I have.

> text

[cactusy]

Huh. Good for you.

Any sign of people yet?

[lonelynotforsaken]

No.
I'm going to try the bars again in a little bit.
I'm resting.

[He's being sick, but that feels unproductive to mention.]