RE419S | Day 3 | Night | Audio

[aluminumandash]

[ After dropping out of radio contact at the beginning of night two, Rust's voice comes crackling over the channel almost a full day later. ] Alright, I'm gonna make this quick. [ True to his word, he's speaking at a more rapid clip than usual, some of his words running together. He sounds focused, but without the intensity that tends to accompany it—he's running down a list. ]

Drones—least five altogether, though they go out in shifts—are patrolling the beach to the northeast. Jungle too, but they're more of a threat out in the open. Assume if you can hear that unauthorized transport announcement you're at risk. You hear a mechanical hum, you find cover and you stay still.

You don't know what a drone is, picture a worker bee without the queen. Or a cattle prod untethered from human conscience. They're metal, airborne, and, once they catch sight of you, very fucking fast. If they grab you, they'll electrocute you, drug you, and toss you in a tiny cell.

Animals don't like 'em either, and out here, if the animals don't like it, you don't like it.

Questions. Anyone here with medical knowledge or supplies? Anyone who knows about planes? I'll take practical or theoretical.


[ Threadjack away! Sorry this is like 3 infoposts in one! ]

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[aluminumandash]

[ Rust didn't bother to listen to Squalo's introduction—not beyond the first twenty seconds of barely coherent yelling—so he doesn't make the leap between a missing sword and amputations.

It's still a weird fucking thing to say. ] Notice you didn't have to ask whether catching cold would qualify you as a doctor.

How'd you go about deciding to amputate?

[sharktrash]

[ What? ]

[ It takes him a moment to connect the dots, then he snorts. ]

You didn't specify for an aircraft engineer. [ He points out simply; the closer equivalent here would have been asking whether anyone knows anything about colds, which, yes, catching one would qualify in that case. ]

Infection or irreparable damage, I guess.

[ "I guess"... surely inspires confidence, doesn't it? ]

[aluminumandash]

No I did not. [ He agrees in his languid drawl. ] Walk me through it.

[sharktrash]

You chop that sucker off, put pressure on it, 'nd find somebody who's good at stitching shit up.

[ well that's. ]

[ certainly one of the walkthroughs of all time. ]

[aluminumandash]

What're you using? For the chopping.

[sharktrash]

Sword. Don't have one now, so the axe'll have to do.

[ :) ]

[aluminumandash]

[ Rust allows a slow curl of envy into his voice. Some of it's even real. ] Bullshit you have an axe.

[sharktrash]

[ He's unsurprised, because he would totally be jealous if someone else had an axe and he did not. He's also not to worried about this guy trying to steal it, because ha, good luck getting close to Squalo while he has an axe. ]

Sure do. Picked it up from a tree.