#thymeco

[angelkaja]

RP: Stand And Walk

In which Thyme wakes up enough to want to get some air

Starring: Thyme, Nights

[3:06:52] * Light creeps through the window, the cool rush of the evening air sweeping in and rustling the sheets, the sun had just set and the cold is starting to set in. The fuzziness that had wracked Thyme's brain for weeks was finally clearing, moments of the past couple weeks flashing by in her mind. The voices, the people and the noises of fighting, the blood, and the wreckage. [3:15:48] * Thyme slowly sits up moving around and gaining back her surroundings, and felt a tug on her arm and looked down to see an IV attached to her arm. A pale red liquid was flowing down the full IV bag meaning someone had just been in the room [3:18:58] * Thyme gets up slowly, attempting to get her balance back and starts walking out of the room. [3:21:06] * Thyme starts down the hallway, one hand on the wall and the other holding onto the IV stand, and begins to make her way outside when she passes by the room next to her [3:25:57] * Peering in, Thyme sees Nights laying down, staring blankly at the wall near her, laying on top of the covers. Scratches and bruises are visible on her body and she's no longer wearing her labcoat [3:26:24] * Thyme coughs quietly [3:26:43] [Thyme] Um.. Good evening [3:28:28] * Nights looks up, seemingly mildly startled by the sudden presence in her doorway* Hello.... [3:28:36] [Nights] I did not hear you get up. [3:29:55] * Thyme shifts from foot to foot in the doorway, trying not to let her legs get stiff- [3:30:12] [Thyme] Ah I'm sorry if I startled you [3:30:28] [Thyme] I noticed it was night so I was trying to be courteous. [3:30:47] * Thyme motions to the IV bag shakily [3:31:00] [Thyme] I'm assuming the cure was finally figured out? [3:32:31] [Nights] Indeed, you have been out of it for a long time. We worried about you. *Nights sits up slowly on the cot and shifts so her back is supported by the fabric wall, looking curiously at Thyme as if telling her to come in* [3:35:15] [Thyme] It's all been quite a haze, I've heard things, seen things..  *Thyme chuckles uncomfortably* but now I'm not even sure if all of it was real.. [3:37:21] * Thyme moves into the room slowly and shuffles over to the stool and lightly pushes it closer with her feet. Thyme sits down and releases a short sigh [3:38:30] [Nights] More of it is real then you might think, I would imagine. *Nights continues to look over Thyme curiously, she makes no attempt to hide it but she seems only to do so to see how she was moving.* [3:38:56] [Nights] You came in and out. But you are doing well with the cure as well. [3:40:49] [Thyme] Ah yes the fog is clearing out finally, although you look a bit more worse for wear, and I'm assuming it's not from the virus.. [3:42:40] [Nights] In theory it was the virus, but.. not in the same way it affected you. *nights sighs looking down at herself* You were the one that allow me to stay when I was retrieving parts, were you not? [3:45:04] * Thyme becomes slightly anxious, hoping that she didn’t strike an uncomfortable subject and begins to start picking at her nails [3:45:19] [Thyme] Ah yes! That was quite some time ago [3:48:09] [Nights] Indeed, I am just glad /this/ was not your first impression of me. [3:49:18] * Nights stops, facing away, trying to think of how to make small talk with those not in her crew. It had been too long since she felt she wanted to, but now she has no clue what to say- [3:50:49] * Thyme chuckles lightly again* I don't think this would've been a bad impression either, I really wanted to thank you and everyone else who took us in.. You all had no reason to and I've never met a group of people who would just allow anyone to come in and help them in this manner [3:52:03] * Nights looks back and smiles slightly, just enough to make it obvious enough while wearing her mask.- [3:52:33] [Thyme] Honestly I wish I was awake more to meet more of the people here [3:52:53] [Nights] We are happy to help here. This was our mess to clean... I hope those crows did not scare you away from all of them, our murder is quite lovely here. [3:53:36] [Nights] You are welcome to stay for longer, you will need to recover before being able to full health, we do not know the.. long term effects and we would be happy to put you up. [3:57:25] * Thyme's eyebrows raise in surprise* Honestly I'm not even sure how I got here, but I'm sure the rest of the people or what's left of them back at the border wouldn’t mind me being gone for long, I've already been gone for so long already [3:59:52] [Nights] It has been a while. We will appreciate the extra hands soon.... I saw the land.. our homes. The taint cannot be controlled over such a large area. We will have to move. *Nights shifts, raising her arm and stretching and rotating it to reposition bandages over her shoulder without touching them.* [4:02:12] [Thyme] Oh wow yeah that's quite a lot of work to do.. Where will you all go? [4:06:19] [Nights] I am unsure. Right now- Right now we will just have to wait. [4:10:21] [Thyme] Ah of course *Thyme stands up from the stool and hisses as her legs straighten back out* I think I'm going to walk around some more, my whole body is rather stiff.. It is safe to go outside? [4:13:22] [Nights] It should be. Just- take it easy, you have not gotten out of bed in a while. Do not try to use that boat of yours out there. *Nights seems to have a laugh to her tone.* [4:15:46] * Thyme smiles at Nights' uplifted spirit* Heh I think the air will do me good, I'll see you tomorrow. * Thyme waves slightly and shuffles out of the room*

[angelkaja]

RP: Up And A Shower

In which Thyme wobbles out of bed

Starring: Corus, Thyme

Warns: none Mentions: none

[22:29:02] * The tent is cool, the morning light starting to seep in through the gaps. It is eerily silent.* [22:30:23] * Corus is lying on her front, blearily peering out from under her blanket, her back still sore from the attack. She rolls over slowly, then instantly jumps forward, the blanket bunching around her* [22:31:20] [Corus] Oh geez, I forgot about all that. [22:31:59] * Corus leans forward, gently patting her bandaged back before swinging her legs around to get up, examining her purpled nails as she does so* [22:34:04] * Corus stands and exits her room, and carefully makes her way towards Thyme's* [22:35:18] * Corus slips not-so-quietly into Thyme's room whilst leaning over to try and see if the other woman is awake* [22:36:53] * Thyme grumbles and shifts, trying to alleviate the pain in her arm [22:37:39] * Thyme huffs and rolls over, accepting that she won't get anymore sleep* [22:39:21] [Thyme] Ah! [22:39:49] * Thyme falls off the bed, startled by the presence of someone else in her small room* [22:41:18] * Corus jumps forward to try and help Thyme up* Holy crap! Are you alright? [22:44:08] * Thyme grumbles and winces as she stands back up, quickly sitting back down on the bed* [22:44:39] [Thyme] Oh god, Corus it's just you, sorry, you scared me, I had forgotten where I was for a moment [22:45:32] [Corus] Aw, don't worry, we're just.. uh.. here. In a big tent. [22:46:54] [Corus] I wasn't watching you sleep I swear! [22:48:22] * Thyme chuckles, stretching her arms and legs trying to shake the soreness* [22:49:20] [Thyme] It's fine, I'm impressed though, you managed to get us here in one piece. Thanks, I owe you a big one [22:50:29] [Corus] No biggie, I'm just glad I got that piece of junk to work. How you doing in the waking world? [22:51:36] [Thyme] I'm sure I'll be fine, Nights patched up my arm so that's better, but I woke up with the worst headache [22:52:08] [Thyme] It'll probably be gone soon though, dont worry about it. [22:52:19] [Thyme] How about your back? [22:53:06] [Corus] It's.. fine, I guess. Nights patched up my back too, and fixed up my face. [22:53:25] [Corus] Wish they had painkillers here though. [22:53:46] * Corus indicates towards Thyme's bed, a stool with a pile of grey clothes next to it* [22:53:52] [Corus] Mind if I take a seat? [22:54:40] [Thyme] Oh, of course. [22:55:02] * Thyme scoots over to make more room [22:56:15] * Corus drops down next to Thyme, sitting at an angle to try and relieve the pain in her back* [22:56:19] [Thyme] I'm going to assume we're where Nights lives? [22:56:45] [Corus] I think so, apart from the big tent bit. [22:57:32] [Corus] She said there are other people and.. not people here. [22:58:00] * Thyme tilts her head in confusion* [22:58:07] [Thyme] Wait what? [22:58:40] * Corus tilts her head to look at Thyme, and then lifts her hands, wiggling her fingers mysteriously* [22:58:44] [Corus] Magic. [23:00:31] * Thyme sighs and rolls her eyes* [23:01:02] [Thyme] Oh, fantastic, is magic also the reason giant purple birds attacked us? [23:01:12] * Corus drops her hands and stares incredulously at Thyme* I'm serious! That's what she told me! [23:02:46] [Corus] But the best bit is.. wait, you're not religious are you? [23:02:53] * Thyme is taken aback, and begins to rub her forehead* [23:02:59] [Thyme] No, not at all [23:03:03] [Corus] 'Cause apparently there's a goddamn angel here too. [23:03:51] * Thyme freezes in her seat, not sure of what to say* [23:04:11] [Thyme] Like.. halo and all? [23:04:32] [Thyme] Oh god what did we get ourselves into.. [23:04:49] * Thyme startes mumbling incoherently to herself* [23:05:07] [Corus] I dunno, probably. White wings and stuff I woulda thought. [23:05:17] * Corus glances over to Thyme, concerned* [23:05:25] [Corus] Uh.. you OK there, Thyme? [23:06:44] * Thyme looks up quickly [23:06:56] [Thyme] Yeah yeah this is just a lot to take in [23:07:22] [Thyme] Any other strange things I should be aware of, just so I won't be surprised late on? [23:08:17] [Corus] Hm.. not that I can think of. *she grins* Apart from a talking wolf here as well. [23:08:55] * Thyme rakes her hand through her hair* [23:09:03] [Thyme] You've got to be kidding [23:10:25] [Corus] I don't know if she was.. she seems like the serious type. [23:11:36] [Thyme] Oh boy, okay, got it. [23:12:15] [Thyme] Well, now I won't be initially shocked, ha, thanks for the heads up [23:12:47] [Corus] Oh yeah! That reminds me- *she gestures towards the pile of clothes* for you, once you've had a wash [23:14:05] [Corus] To get the purple crap off of you, y'know. Some kind of parasite.. magical, of course. [23:21:53] [Thyme] Oh gross, I was wondering what that was, thanks [23:22:57] * Thyme stumbles as she walks to the door* [23:23:16] [Corus] Woah, need a hand there? [23:23:26] * Corus jumps to her feet to help Thyme, clothes in hand [23:23:49] [Thyme] Ha, thanks, I'm still feeling kind of shaky from it all [23:24:55] [Corus] Don't worry about it. *making sure not to bump Thyme's arm, she offers her own as support* [23:26:14] * It starts to rain lightly outside, with soft thunder starting to form in the background* [23:29:07] [Corus] Geez, you're boiling! [23:29:27] [Corus] Are you feeling hot or anything? [23:30:20] * Thyme snaps out of a daze* [23:30:55] [Thyme] Oh? what really? I guess a shower could be good to cool me off as well then [23:31:32] [Thyme] You know how it is, I've built up a tolerance working in the forge [23:31:57] [Corus] Heh, I getcha. Trust me, this shower'll definitely cool you down... [23:32:46] [Thyme] Just point me in the way? I feel fine now. [23:33:29] [Corus] Go right, to the very end, it'll be on your left. [23:33:39] [Thyme] I'm sure I can manage *Thyme laughs dryly* [23:33:49] * Corus frowns* You sure you'll be alright? [23:34:27] [Thyme] Yeah of course, I'll see you later, lets try to get some answers about this virus or whatever it is. [23:35:32] * Thyme gives Corus a light smile and starts to walk down the hallway using the wall as support*

[angelkaja]

RP: Up The Hill

In which Thyme is taken into the tent

Starring: Nights, Thyme

[11:12:31] * The rusted boat sways back and forth as the waves gently push it toward the shores. The cliffs scrape the skies and their crown a castle, crumbling and ruined. The boat's engine cuts out as they approached the calmer waters of an inlet. Corus lets the boat drift toward the sand. Thyme lays at Corus' feet, drifting in and out of consciousness with the waves [11:16:50] * Nights has been waiting on the shore after spotting the boat, her dark silhouette black on the bright sand. Once the boat was close enough she wades out into the water, saying nothing to the pilot of the boat and immediately taking Thyme and wading ashore with her. She owed the woman for allowing her to stay in her quarters [11:21:01] * Thyme slowly comes to, a heavy fuzz laid over her mind as a breeze rushes across her skin. Everything comes rushing back in one moment. The birds, the blood and Corus-* [11:23:16] * Thyme attempts to yell, to receive any notice that her companion was still alive, but all that came out was a whimper, laced with pain and confusion * [11:23:23] [Thyme] ..Corus? [11:24:51] * Nights looks down, concern written on her face but hidden by the gas mask* [11:25:05] [Nights] No, it is Nights. You're safe here. [11:26:32] * Thyme pries her eyes open further to look at the speaker, not recognizing the voice from where it came * [11:27:30] [Thyme] ..Nights.. that’s a familiar name [11:28:15] * The fuzz slowly seeps from Thyme's mind, and she suddenly jolts, the acute pain returning in her arm * [11:28:48] * Nights grips tighter onto Thyme and wobbles as the woman she's carrying jolts and moves* [11:29:02] [Nights] Please stay still. [11:31:00] * Thyme grumbles and shifts to get comfortable * [11:31:32] [Thyme] it's easy for you to say.. you weren't pecked then stuck in a tiny metal tin for hours.. [11:32:22] [Thyme] but.. where is Corus..? I remember them helping me into the boat.. [11:33:06] * Nights quickly makes her way to a cot inside the tent, eager to put down the woman* [11:33:37] [Nights] Ah... She is still in the boat, you were my main concern. [11:35:08] * Nights carefully lays Thyme down in the cot, having to roll her shoulders before doing anything else afterward* [11:35:29] [Thyme] Thank goodness. [11:35:42] * Thyme sighs and relaxes into the cot* [11:36:54] [Nights] I was told you where unconscious on the radio? Will you be alright for a moment while I get things? [11:37:20] * Thyme scoffs * [11:37:45] [Thyme] Of course, I've slept enough already, don't worry about me falling back asleep [11:44:14] * Nights disappears from the room and the sound of her boots echo off the rooms walls. The white of the fabric walls of the small room have no ceiling, it opens into the larger tent itself, giving itself to show there are many rooms in the seemingly massive tent. Even the floor is proper temporary wood and the cot is metal. Who are these people to have so much?* [11:45:32] * Thyme looks around the room, resting her eyes on the grain of the wooden floors. The pain in her arm turns into a dull throb as her head gets fuzzy again, and the feeling of a fever creeps through her mind* [11:51:03] * Thyme begins to float within her thoughts, as vivid flashbacks wrack her mind, the contorted crows and masses of feathers meld together with the pain and the frantic nature of their pecking and cawing* [11:57:43] * The sound of footsteps brings Thyme back from her memories, and Nights walks back into the room, almost mimicking in the sense of a crow. Her brown boots click along the wood floors, her demeanor calm but still urgent* [12:00:40 AM] * Nights returns, a neatly folded pile of clothes under her arm and a few wet cloths draped over her her sleeve. In her hand is a small medical box and she pushes the stool closer to the bed with her foot before siting* [12:09:19 AM] [Thyme] um.. Nights.? I'm feeling a bit strange.. I think its probably just a fever. We were in that boat for a while I suppose.. [12:10:12 AM] [Thyme] Or maybe I'm just feeling woozy because of how much blood I've lost.. *she starts mumbling to herself* [12:13:51 AM] * Nights looks her over more cautiously, pulling out a thermometer and lifting Thyme's arm gently to put it under it* [12:14:29 AM] [Nights] It will be alright. Just try to stay awake until i'm done yeh? [12:16:25 AM] * Thyme winces as her arm is moved, feeling the soreness and the wounds stretch * [12:19:38 AM] * Nights fills a needle and preps Thyme for it* [12:19:50 AM] [Nights] This will make the pain less alright? [12:20:10 AM] * Thyme face pales at the length of the needle * [12:20:20 AM] [Thyme] uh.. sure.. [12:20:45 AM] * Nights takes up her arm and injects it* [12:21:05 AM] * The pain relief is almost immediate [12:22:23 AM] * Nights sets off to start cleaning and bandaging the large claw marks and cuts along Thyme's arms* [12:26:32 AM] [Thyme] I had never seen anything like these before.. the were so much bigger than any bird I had seen before.. *her voice starts to slow down as the pain killers start to take effect* [12:31:16 AM] [Nights] They are beautiful creatures *she says, her head down working on the arm* [12:31:33 AM] [Nights] But as you now can see, if not on your side they can be dangerous. [12:33:30 AM] * Nights smooths out the bandages and checks to make sure they aren't too tight* [12:33:43 AM] * Thyme swats around in the air * [12:33:59 AM] [Thyme] nonono.. see I don't even think they had a good side to be on [12:35:00 AM] [Thyme] they seemed possessed almost.. screeching into the sky at nothing, and all that.. that weird stuff coming from their bodies.. [12:35:32 AM] [Nights] .... that would be what is now infecting you... [12:39:42 AM] [Thyme] ..oh well..could be worse I suppose. *her words start to slur together as her eyelids droop* [12:41:08 AM] [Nights] I suppose. *She pulls the bedsheet over Thyme and stands, gathering all but the clothes, which she leaves on the stool, and waits in the doorway until she falls asleep [12:44:24 AM] * Thyme drifts off into a dreamless sleep. Her breathing levels out after a while as she sinks into a level of comfort she hadn't felt in a long time*

[angelkaja]

RP: A Different Kind Of Phonecall

In which Corus dials the number Thyme gave her

Starring: Corus, Thyme, Nights

[just before Once In A Blood Moon]

*The bunker is quiet, the sounds of scuffling above the trapdoor long silent. The room is musty and quiet, lit by a tinted lamp*

*Corus is sitting half-hunched over, leaning to prevent her wounded back from scraping against the wall, the card that Thyme had given her tucked into her glove*

*Corus looks over at Thyme and carefully turns, making sure not to bump against the other injured woman as she shuffles over to her head and gives her cheek a gentle pat*

<Corus> Thyme? Thyme…? I think those crow things are gone.

*Thyme lets out a small groan, as her face twitches from the contact, but then stays silent, her breathing staying steady*

*Corus inhales deeply and holds it as she leans over the immobile woman to examine her injured arm slowly, the blood still damp on Thyme’s arm*

*Corus exhales and grits her teeth, using the ladder for support as she stands and reads the card Thyme gave to her. Whilst clutching the card, she gingerly exits the bunker, still on the lookout for any remaining crows*

<Corus> Radio tower… is there.

*The tower looms over the short welder as she opens up a panel on the side, revealing a headset*

*Corus slots the headset on, adjusting it over her hair and setting the microphone over her mouth. Whilst holding up the note, she dials the number slowly into the small keypad wired to the headset*

*There is a sudden burst of static, and then a silent line*

*Corus clears her throat*

<Corus> Um...hello? Hello?

*The static crackles for a moment before silence is returned into the headset, signaling a connection. The voice that answers is slightly muffled and graveled but unmistakably one of authority clearly annoyed at being interrupted*

<Nights> Identification?

<Corus> This is Corus, from the Border, and I - we - seriously need help. *Her voice, already shaky, raises in pitch as she remembers Thyme’s condition* My friend...we were attacked by some crazy birds!

<Nights> mmm, I thought I recognized that signal… last time I saw it was yelling about promotions. *she mutters something, you can make out something about them deserving the crows attacking them for being so rude to them before*

<Corus> Promotions...oh yeah...but that’s not what I’m here for, my friend gave me your card; said you might know something about those...things. *Her tone shifts, her suspicion on this person’s involvement in the attack evident*

<Nights> That woman who let me stay with her correct? Perhaps this call is not a waste of my time… What are the “things” you mean?

<Corus> I don’t know, OK? Birds I guess, black, but they were way more vicious than any bird I’ve ever seen. And they left this weird purple stuff on us, but I think that might just be rabies or something? *The young woman’s voice cracks, though she manages to hold her composure*

*Nights’ voice suddenly drops into a serious tone*

<Nights> Purple? Sticky? Were the birds covered in it and attacking you?

<Corus> Look, I don’t know alright? There were hundreds of them all attacking us at once, and like I said before, my friend is hurt! Who the heck even are you?

<Nights> Pardon, I am Nights, head of the Castle and its crew. I need you to listen carefully, those birds were carrying a parasite that is currently a problem here…. I need you to try not to touch anyone else and wash as frequently as possible to remove the purple sludge.

<Corus> A parasite…? Uh, fine, fine, but what do you want me to do about Thyme - I mean, my friend? If we can’t touch anybody else, then what do you expect me to do about her injuries, Miss Nights?

<Nights> Take a breath Corus, You make make contact with others that are infected. Thyme…. hmmm that was the name I had forgotten… What are her injuries and do you have transportation?

<Corus> Her arm’s pretty bad, and she lost a lot of blood. About transportation though? I think there might be some boats or stuff, since we’re on an island and all.

<Night> Care for the arm as best you can, Ensure she’s hydrated and continue to check on her. If you are able there is better facilities here at the castle so we might care for you both.

<Corus> “Might”? Where is this Castle? If it’s just a parasite, we’ll be fine, right? *Her panicked tone returns briefly*

<Nights> Corus, If what you say is true then you will need to come see me. We can provide everything you will need for a stay here. *There's a beeping at the console Corus stands at and a series of numbers runs across the screen repeatedly* Are you receiving the co-ordinates? These are not to be given out, do not tell anyone where you are headed. There is a State silo in your area and should be avoided at all costs. Do you understand?

*Corus opens her mouth to object and further question but decides against it and nods, reading the numbers*

<Corus> Yes, OK.

*Nights coughs, taking the earpiece away from her mouth for a moment and returns*

<Nights> I will expect your arrival and prepare beds… Do you have Iron supplements at your disposal? And antiseptic?

<Corus> I woulda thought so.

<Nights> Then have Thyme take the iron supplements and ensure any of your injuries do not get infected while on the boat…. I will expect your arrival.

*Nights hurries through her last sentence, her urgency not known but the distant howling in the background of her voice might be why. The line then goes back to static, the connection dropped on nights’ end*

*Corus jumps at the static and pulls off the headset in order to note down the coordinates on the screen on the back of the card. She turns away from the console and with a second thought, dials in a random code to hide the previous number called*

*Slamming the panel shut, Corus begins to jog awkwardly back to Thyme’s shack adjacent to her own*

[angelkaja]

RP: Teeming Cloud

In which it has traveled

Starring: Corus, Thyme

[20:44:09] * The garden is illuminated by the early evening light, the sun framed by the scrapyard in the distance. [20:45:58] * Corus peers into the garden and takes a few tentative steps forward [20:46:57] * Corus pauses and takes a deep breath in the calm refuge and takes a wide step forward and accidentally stands on top of an unidentifiable plant [20:47:40] * Corus jerks back suddenly, feeling it crunch under her sole [20:48:05] <Corus> Oh crap. I hope that wasn't too important... [20:48:18] <Thyme> EY! step around the plants will ya? [20:48:48] * Thyme rounds the corner, covered in dirt from head to toe from the mines [20:49:48] <Corus> Woah! *she jerks around to see Thyme* Sorry.. not my fault. Well.. kinda my fault... [20:50:08] * Thyme tosses her pickaxe to the ground with a sigh and slowly bends down to look at the plant [20:50:40] * Thyme chuckles [20:51:13] <Thyme> Haha nah it seems to be okay, it was just a weed [20:52:05] * Thyme smudges dirt off her face and knocks a few pebbles off her clothes [20:52:18] <Corus> Ah phew. Didn't want another crazy person shouting at me. Not that you're crazy! [20:52:53] * Corus winces at her idiocy [20:55:55] <Thyme> Oh? so you’ve met that new guy too? [20:56:20] <Thyme> ha, he ripped me a new one about the layout of this garden a bit ago [20:56:37] * Thyme grimaces slightly at the thought [20:57:15] <Corus> Seriously? He had a rant about weird stuff in front of me and Will, I wasn't really listening [20:57:33] <Corus> But this garden's pretty.. well, pretty. [20:57:44] <Thyme> well thank you [20:57:52] <Thyme> at least someone appreciates it! [20:58:40] * Corus smiles* It's nice to see something nice in this place: "The Land of Junk" [21:00:10] <Thyme> Yeah this is not what I’m used to, my home was far more.. green [21:01:28] <Corus> That sounds nice! I think the only green thing from my home was the water [21:02:36] * Thyme is taken aback by the thought [21:02:51] <Thyme> oh.. that doesn’t sound pleasant at all [21:03:17] * Thyme looks off into the distance [21:03:29] <Thyme> oh shoot, it looks like there’s going to be a storm soon [21:03:47] <Corus> Huh? It was boiling before [21:03:57] * Corus turns to follow Thyme's gaze. There is a large dark cloud drifting towards them slowly. [21:04:19] <Thyme> Itll be good for the plants though! [21:04:53] <Corus> I guess. Not a big fan of rain myself [21:05:33] <Thyme> Well then, lets head for shelter then shall - [21:06:08] * Thyme grabs her head as if a bad headache started [21:06:17] <Thyme> What in the world is that noise [21:06:59] <Thyme> It's coming from.. that cloud? [21:07:32] * Corus squints toward the 'cloud', lifting her hand to obscure the light [21:07:43] <Corus> That does NOT look like a cloud. [21:08:29] * Thyme tries to squint her eyes to look at the sky [21:08:42] <Thyme> My eyes can't figure it out, what is it?? [21:10:28] <Thyme> Spent one too many days underground ya know? [21:10:40] * Thyme chuckles nervously trying to break the tension [21:10:53] * The 'cloud' quickly approaches the pair and descends, splitting into two streams of squawking darkness* [21:13:19] * Corus drops her hand and backs up suddenly* RUN!! [21:13:37] * Thyme rushes in front of Corus, picking up her pickaxe [21:14:07] <Thyme> No! You run first! Get to the forge! [21:14:33] * Thyme swings her pickaxe, taking out an attacking crow [21:14:40] <Thyme> I'm right behind you! [21:15:41] * The crows swarm the pair, pecking and tearing at their clothes and skin* [21:16:43] * Thyme shields her face with her right arm, accepting the brunt of the pecks [21:17:23] * Corus dashes past Thyme, yelling in pain as a couple of crows land on her back and begin to tear at her [21:19:13] * Thyme attempts to push off the birds, while holding onto Corus* To my house! We can get underground there! *they weave through the debris and ruined landscape* [21:20:52] * Corus clings to Thyme, gritting her teeth in pain as the crows continue to follow them, the ones on her back already dislodged from their fleeing* [21:23:38] * Thyme covers Corus' head to defend her from a oncoming crow [21:24:14] <Thyme> Agh! [21:24:27] * Corus yelps as the crow Thyme defended her from rakes its claws across her face anyway [21:24:42] * Thyme cries out in pain as she receives a large puncture in her arm [21:24:46] * Corus pulls away from Thyme and charges into her safehouse [21:24:50] <Corus> Thyme! [21:25:53] <Thyme> Goddamn birds! Get into my house! There’s a trapdoor with a safe house underneath it!! [21:26:03] * Thyme orders curtly [21:26:57] * Corus turns, staring at Thyme as the crows maul her, and then nods, ducking towards the trapdoor [21:27:44] * Thyme quickly grabs the axes off her wall, slashing at the oncoming crows. She pushes towards the trapdoor, tripping after she dodges a pair of claws [21:29:30] * Thyme rolls across the floor, grabs onto the ladder, and pulls herself through the trapdoor [21:30:14] * Thyme lands on the cold ground below, gasping as the wind is knocked out of her [21:30:46] <Thyme> C-close that door! *she chokes out* [21:31:21] * Corus leaps up and slams the trapdoor shut, gasping at the effort [21:31:38] * Corus drops down against the wall next to Thyme [21:31:46] <Corus> Holy shit, Thyme! Are you OK? [21:32:30] * Thyme breathes heavily, finally taking a moment to assess the damange [21:32:36] <Thyme> Shit.. [21:33:00] * Thyme looks down at her arm, now completely marred and bloodied from the attack [21:33:16] <Thyme> How am I going to get work done now.. [21:33:56] * Thyme attempts to laugh, only to then fall back down on the ground [21:34:16] * Corus coughs, huffing a blood droplet from her nose* Forget work! I'm not going out there for anything [21:34:22] <Corus> That was bad. [21:34:36] <Thyme> I.. I might have lost a bit too much blood. Ha you're telling me [21:34:51] <Thyme> What the shit even were those things [21:35:20] * Thyme looks up at the noise of claws scratching on the floor above them [21:35:29] <Corus> Crows, I think? But they didn't look like crows, they had gross stuff on them... [21:36:05] * Corus turns to indicate some of the odd purple substance on her clothing, imprinted in a crowfoot shape [21:36:13] <Thyme> Yeah.. I swear if that had rabies or some shit [21:36:56] * Thyme flicks some off the purple goo off of her pants [21:37:30] * Corus wipes the blood off her face and looks at the sheen on her glove [21:38:10] <Corus> Crows aren't native round here, right? They don't like the sulphur [21:38:38] * Thyme tries to sit up again but almost passes out [21:39:15] <Thyme> The only other time I've even heard a crow mentioned is when we had a visitor some time ago... [21:39:28] * Thyme stops to catch her breath [21:39:53] * Corus stares at Thyme incredulously* [21:39:53] <Thyme> She stayed with me while she was here.. [21:40:05] <Corus> You think she set them on us? [21:40:34] <Thyme> Haha no, she was intimidating but not malicious. [21:40:44] * Thyme reaches into her pocket with her good arm [21:40:56] <Corus> Good.. but you think she might know what to do about them? [21:41:16] <Thyme> She left me her card. if I ever... needed to get in touch with her.. [21:41:28] * Corus holds her head in her hands* Or this will be our new cramped home... [21:41:42] * Thyme's eyes start to close as her breathing gets heavier [21:42:02] <Corus> OK! That's good, right? Thyme? Thyme? [21:42:24] <Thyme> give her a call..? *she says as she passes out* [21:42:43] * Thyme slumps over, clammy and pale [21:43:16] * Corus kneels next to the collapsed woman, panicking [21:45:01] * Corus tugs the slightly bloodied card out of Thyme's hand and examines it, visibly shaking [21:47:49] * Corus takes a deep breath and then collapses back against the wall, flinching at the pain [21:48:14] <Corus> I think I'll wait for those.. things.. to go first.

[angelkaja]

RP: Gardening

In which Myles sniffs over the Machinist’s gardening

Starring: Myles, Thyme

[15:01:35] * Evening comes around, the smell of the ocean rolls over the re purposed carrier with a soft breeze. The plants rustle with the wind ripe with all sortsof food for the mechanics [15:02:55] * Thyme bends down, starting to take out some potatoes from the ground [15:07:01] * Myles squints into the ocean breeze, and spots the girl toiling. [15:07:38] * Myles adjusts his spectacles and advances towards her, unsteady on the swaying farm barge. [15:08:08] * Myles steps in a pool of seawater rainbowed with oil [15:08:17] <Myles> EURGH. [15:08:23] <Myles> You girl! [15:08:46] <Myles> What do you think you're doing, hmmn?! [15:08:57] * Thyme shoots up, taken aback by the sudden shout [15:09:25] <Thyme> Uhhh.. digging potatoes..? [15:09:50] <Thyme> do you not know what potatoes are? [15:10:12] * Myles colours darkly [15:11:17] * Myles stamps toward her, and jabs his finger into Thyme's shoulder [15:11:32] <Myles> How DARE you. I'm MYLES WOODROW. [15:11:44] <Myles> Perhaps you've heard of THE NAME. [15:12:21] <Thyme> .. So you do know what potatoes are? [15:12:32] <Thyme> Mr. Woodrow? [15:13:00] <Myles> I'll have you KNOW. [15:13:02] * Thyme smirks [15:13:31] * Myles jabs her for emphasis [15:13:45] <Myles> That my TUBERS ARE THE MOST EDIBLE IN THIS REGION [15:15:47] * Thyme tries to stifle a laugh [15:16:42] <Thyme> Where are you from anyways, no one around here talks like that [15:17:45] <Myles> I SPEAK CORRECTLY! [15:17:54] * Myles adjusts his spectacles [15:18:02] <Myles> What's this? [15:18:16] * Myles gestures to the plants, arrayed in rows, on the barge [15:18:23] <Myles> Agriculture? Hmmn? [15:18:33] <Thyme> Oh of course yeah, we have to eat somehow [15:18:42] <Myles> Oh. I see. [15:18:50] * Myles smiles sardonically [15:18:51] <Thyme> Its the best I could do with this area being so polluted from the machines [15:19:00] <Myles> And what's this we have, here? [15:19:14] <Myles> Oh, we've ELECTED to grow mint, have we? [15:20:19] <Thyme> Mint? you mean the coffee beans? [15:20:29] <Myles> ONE YEAR - and it'll have taken over this pretty little GARDEN. [15:20:31] <Thyme> I swear have you never seen a garden before? [15:21:18] <Thyme> and wait what taken my garden? [15:21:26] <Myles> Madam. I do entrust that you are making some attempt at humour. [15:22:14] <Thyme> but of course [15:22:31] * Thyme attempts to mimic his tone of voice [15:22:33] <Myles> Good. This mint will run RAMPANT. I assure you. Get it potted. [15:22:57] <Myles> This soil is filthy. [15:23:12] <Myles> Oil, rust, it's as dirty as - your - outfit. [15:23:59] <Myles> I do hope you're not intending to eat anything grown in polluted earth. [15:24:22] <Thyme> hm.. Well its been okay so far [15:25:32] <Myles> Oh. Has it. [15:25:35] * Myles simpers [15:25:54] <Thyme> I mean we don’t have much of a choice really. Unless all you want to eat is meat [15:26:08] <Myles> Oh, agriculture. Just a nice little PASTIME hmmn? [15:26:42] <Myles> And this - a fun little allotment you can labour in, in your SPARE time. Correct? [15:27:03] <Myles> What's your name? Tithe? Tyke? [15:27:10] <Thyme> Thyme. [15:27:24] * Thyme responds curtly [15:28:52] <Thyme> Do you need anything by the way? I'm confused as to why you are here. [15:29:07] <Myles> Well, Thyme. [15:29:27] <Myles> Let me tell you about Agriculture. [15:29:39] <Myles> IT'S HARD WORK, and if you can't do it properly... [15:29:48] * Myles points at her, rigidly [15:29:59] <Myles> You risk wasting a perfectly good season! [15:30:18] <Myles> Your planting needs a JOLLY GOOD ASSESSMENT! [15:30:27] <Myles> Do you understand. [15:30:45] * Thyme puffs up at the accusation [15:31:15] <Thyme> Well hey. you think you can do a better job? Be my guest [15:31:40] * Thyme throws down her tools angrily at the feet of Myles [15:32:04] <Thyme> Its not like anyone else here rose to the occasion! [15:32:40] <Thyme> But if some stranger would rather take this on than I... [15:33:02] * Thyme falters in her rant [15:33:10] <Thyme> then.. fine.. [15:33:22] * Myles pushes his spectacles up and glances aside. [15:33:40] * Myles clears his throat gently [15:34:00] <Myles> There there. There's no need to get upset. [15:34:26] * Myles brushes himself awkwardly [15:34:52] <Myles> These tomatoes look very robust. [15:35:04] <Myles> And ah, the carrots are progressing. [15:35:13] * Myles glances at her [15:35:14] * Thyme glances at Myles questioningly [15:35:21] <Thyme> pft [15:35:41] <Myles> Overall it's - It's an admirable effort. [15:35:49] <Myles> Yes. That's what I'd say. [15:36:10] <Thyme> I mean hey, it always could use some work. If you want to help [15:36:46] <Thyme> but thank you. [15:37:51] <Myles> Oh. Well. Most welcome. Ah. You appear to have dropped your tools. [15:38:00] <Myles> G-Goodnight. [15:38:30] * Myles steps back a few paces [15:38:37] <Thyme> Oh yea.. Goodnight Mr. Woodrow [15:38:43] * Myles steps into the puddle, and winces slightly [15:38:53] * Thyme bends down and picks up her tools [15:39:05] <Thyme> dont worry about those, you'll get used to it

[bordermachinists]

Breaking the Rocks

In which Thyme and Will formerly introduce themselves to each other

Staring: Thyme, Will

[22:05:19] *In the dimly lit cave Thyme slowly inspects the surrounding area, deciding where to start her next mining expedition, the only noises she hears is the light noise of water dropping in a lower cave and the coolness of the rock and solitude of the area brings her back to a better time. She fiddles with her pickaxe as she mumbles to herself* [22:07:22] <Thyme> Dang, this place is an accident waiting to happen.. [22:08:04] * Will descends the mineshaft whistling to himself [22:08:35] * Will pauses on Thyme's level [22:08:38] <Will> This looks like a good spot to find some more metals [22:09:14] * Thyme jumps from the sudden voice entering the level [22:09:26] * Will cracks his knuckles and readies his pickaxe [22:09:36] <Thyme> Jesus.. Well it is so long as you don't fall into a poison trap.. [22:09:54] * Will looks around for the source of the voice [22:09:59] <Will> Who's there? [22:10:22] <Thyme> *Thyme steps out behind a corner of the cave* [22:10:31] <Thyme> Oh hey, it's just me [22:10:44] <Will> Ah yes, er... Rosemary was it? [22:10:55] <Thyme> ...Close [22:11:17] <Thyme> Thyme, if you will. [22:11:31] <Will> You got it Parsley [22:11:35] <Thyme> oh right, you're Will aren't you. [22:11:45] <Thyme> watch it Willy boy. [22:11:52] * Will spins his pickaxe in his hands [22:11:58] <Will> The one and only [22:12:03] <Thyme> I haven't seen anyone else down here at all recently. [22:12:12] <Thyme> Or at all for that matter.. [22:12:34] * Will shrugs [22:12:54] <Will> Everyone has been busy I guess [22:13:28] <Will> Only reason I'm down here is because I need more metal to teach Corus with [22:13:42] <Thyme> oh? [22:14:09] <Thyme> haha good luck with that, I could never teach someone [22:14:23] <Will> She asked me to mentor... Turns out until boss man finds some work I've nothing but spare time [22:14:55] <Thyme> Oh my he dumped someone else on me the other week [22:15:09] <Will> uh huh [22:15:13] * Will hefts his pick into the wall [22:15:19] <Thyme> He let the visitor stay in my quarters, Nights I believe? [22:15:27] * Will pauses and stiffens at the name [22:15:32] <Will> Oh [22:16:06] <Thyme> yeah only saw them for a moment or so [22:16:23] <Thyme> Crazy robotics set up, it was impressive [22:16:41] <Will> I'm sure... [22:16:54] <Thyme> You know of them? [22:17:27] <Will> We're acquainted... [22:17:50] <Will> used to be colleagues... of a sort [22:18:12] <Thyme> Huh, neat. I'm not well acquainted with most people in this area at all. You have a leg up over me then. *Thyme lazily picks out some aluminium ore from a vein* [22:18:45] <Will> Trust me... There are some you are better off not knowing [22:18:52] <Will> So what's your story then? [22:19:05] * Will rests against the tunnel wall [22:19:24] <Thyme> Ha not one of much excitement really.. *Thyme trails off in thought* [22:19:49] <Thyme> ..I lived outside of this area, to the north. And I'm just looking for someone is all [22:20:34] <Will> Oh? Who? I've been around here for what feels like far too long. [22:20:39] <Will> I might have met them [22:22:19] <Thyme> He was my mentor, A guy who specialised in robotics are there many of those around here? [22:22:53] <Will> There used to be one... But I haven't heard from them in a while. Doubt it was your sage though [22:23:04] <Will> They weren't keen on taking on apprentices [22:23:50] <Will> Also... they weren't from around here like myself [22:24:05] <Will> Sorry. I'm drawing a blank [22:24:16] <Thyme> .. Probably not, My mentor wasn't the most keen on sharing their personal life with me [22:24:32] <Thyme> I'm sort of going off of memory right now. [22:24:44] <Will> I'm sure you'll find him eventually [22:24:52] <Thyme> thank you though. *thyme turns back to mining [22:24:55] <Will> More chance of that they my returning home anyhow [22:25:05] <Thyme> Yeah I hope so.. [22:25:15] <Thyme> Is that what Lennart promised you? [22:25:42] <Will> Kinda, truth be told I know he can't fulfill that promise [22:25:48] <Will> I'm just here because I've nowhere else to be [22:26:02] <Thyme> Then why hold onto that wish? [22:26:34] * Will shrugs [22:26:38] <Will> Got to hold onto something [22:27:21] <Thyme> That's very true. *Thyme turns to the elevator, prepping to go up* [22:27:38] <Thyme> well hey, it's not a bad thing to hold onto. [22:28:54] <Will> doesn't look like what I need is on this level [22:29:00] * Will changing the subject quickly [22:29:23] <Thyme> Well be careful if you go any further down, I'll see you around? [22:29:55] <Will> Sure. You'll find me on the Rust Bucket most evenings [22:30:29] <Thyme> Alright, see you around. [22:30:46] <Thyme> *thyme tilts her head in goodbye* [22:31:14] * Will tips and imaginary hat and knocks himself with his pick

[angelkaja]

RP: Sit Down

In which Thyme says hello to her brief roommate

Starring: Nights, Thyme

[18:11:36] * The gloom of the dark grey sky weighs over the machinist's island. Nights trudges toward the first building on the left as Lennart had instructed her to go for lodging. She quietly strokes the crow in her arms and coos at it to try and calm it* [18:13:09] * Nights' large metallic boots thump against the door in a form of a knock while her hands are full* [18:13:27] * Thyme hears a loud thudding outside her door, and heads to check on the noise* [18:13:59] <Thyme> oh hello *she is taken aback by the enormous figure outside of her quarters [18:14:28] <Thyme> you wouldn't happen to be the visitor Lennart mentioned now would you? [18:14:28] * Nights looks down at the woman, stopping her cooing to the crow* [18:14:52] * Thyme shoves bits and pieces of metal under the rug trying to clean up* [18:14:57] <Nights> I am. I was told this was the building I would be staying in for the night. [18:15:42] <Thyme> Oh well.. please come in, the nights here are a bit cold. But I suppose that wouldn’t bother you at this moment [18:16:05] * Thyme gestures at the inner door hesitantly [18:16:16] <Nights> I prefer the cold. *she steps into the building, ducting slightly* [18:17:10] <Thyme> sorry it's a bit cramped and basic.. I wasn't given much notice from my lovely new leader.. *she says with a sigh, obviously tired already of the leader's shenanigans [18:17:52] * Nights looks around, noting the extra cot set up in the corner, neatly made* [18:18:14] <Nights> It is perfectly capable for its purpose. [18:18:45] <Thyme> Do you know how long you'll be staying here? [18:19:11] * Thyme is questioning, noticing the size of the of the visitors suit* [18:19:18] * Nights steps past Thyme, the large suit hissing in the action as she kneels by the cot* [18:19:32] * Nights speaks without looking up as she places the crow down on the bed* [18:19:45] <Nights> Only until my materials have been gathered. [18:20:50] <Thyme> oh well I'm sure that wouldn't keep you too long then, um but Lennart kind of left out your name in his announcement for my new roommate [18:22:20] * Nights twists, looking over at Thyme after the crow is settled itself in her helmet* [18:22:26] <Nights> Nights. And you? [18:22:54] <Thyme> Thyme, just Thyme. [18:24:39] <Thyme> I apologize in advance, I'm not one for much talking, I'll probably be off in the mines all day [18:25:09] * Nights twists to sit on the floor with a loud bang and a groan* [18:25:23] <Nights> Before you leave, tell me, are you good with machines? [18:25:33] * Thyme fiddles with her hair, nervous about the loud noises taking place* [18:26:11] <Thyme> oh, oh those are my specialty.. *she grins slightly as she packs her bag for the mines* [18:26:55] <Nights> mmm I wondered when that ... broadcast... was sent out who would be the engineer. [18:27:24] <Thyme> I believe there's another one, some guy named will or something or other [18:27:39] * Nights reaches up and takes off the shoulder caps, pulling the screwdriver from it and starting to pull herself free, but pauses to look at Thyme, considering, but then shakes her head clearing the thought* [18:28:38] <Thyme> he's down at the other end of the quarters, haven't seen him around much though [18:28:48] <Nights> I... see. [18:29:12] * Nights lays down a few plates of armour on the ground beside her and wiggles out of the suit* [18:29:33] <Thyme> then there’s another one next door, Corus. Just in case you happen to run in to them [18:29:53] <Nights> I do think your leader thought that was my body.... *she chuckles and stands, stretching* [18:30:18] <Nights> An interesting group, I wonder if your parts will meet my standards. [18:30:53] <Thyme> He's not the sharpest tool in the shed, and I think they will [18:31:24] * Thyme blushes slightly at Nights' lack of clothing, and turns to leave for the mines* [18:32:13] * Nights raises an eyebrow but just returns to the cot, siting next to the crow nesting in the helmet* [18:32:29] <Nights> Before you leave, do you have a thick wire? [18:32:55] <Thyme> hmm let me check [18:33:33] <Thyme> I'm not sure if this will do but its all I have at the moment. [18:33:59] * Thyme lightly tosses the wire to her new bunkmate* [18:34:25] * Nights catches the copper coil and twists it in her fingers* [18:34:28] <Nights> Thank you. [18:35:22] <Thyme> Alrighty, I'm off then, and hey, check this place out if you want, it's more interesting than it looks [18:36:07] * Nights bows her head toward Thyme*