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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 6, 2016 19:37:24 GMT -5
*too lazy to recreate the front page*
If you were here, feel free to come back! Will reopen in a little while so if you want in, stick around and ask about a character you'd like to bring in as some are already claimed.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 6, 2016 19:43:49 GMT -5
THEN:
"I'm fine." Shaw said immediately, not even seeming to take time to think. She gave the door an unnecessarily hard shove and stepped inside, stubbornly ignoring the stab of pain. "Come on, you want answers of not?"
"She seemed to know you." Finch pointed out. He was lying, it was obvious he was. The man's gentle nature made it difficult for him to want to interrogate anyone, especially someone injured, but 'Henry' had to be lying.
NOW:
Henry shook his head helplessly. "Well, I've never seen her before. My name is Henry Gale, I came here in a hot air balloon with my wife. Who I BURIED, some time ago." He winced, then his eyes widened as he realized he still had an arrow in his shoulder. "Uhhh..."
Root nodded and stepped after her. "Lead the way."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 6, 2016 20:43:04 GMT -5
Finch narrowed his blue eyes, but didn't speak. He almost wished he could just deny what the other man was saying and lock him up, but he knew it wouldn't help if he could; Mayfair called the shots. He took a step back and glanced at the others.
Shaw did, walking purposefully into the hatch. She turned the corner and stopped, looking curiously at the scene in front of her.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 6, 2016 20:46:54 GMT -5
Mayfair nodded slowly. "Lock him up. Jack, fix his arm while he's in there." She turned to Root and Shaw. "Shaw, you're in no condition - " But she stopped herself with a slightly irritated head shake. "Whatever. Go round up Riley, Kurt, whoever else you can find to go check out Henry's story."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 6, 2016 20:52:22 GMT -5
Shaw looked somewhat pleased with herself when Mayfair stopped. "You got it." She answered turning and limping back the way she'd came.
Jack obeyed, looking reluctant as Henry was ordered to be locked up.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 6, 2016 21:12:42 GMT -5
Mayfair turned to Jack. "I have some experience in first aid. If you need any help with him."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 6, 2016 21:16:36 GMT -5
Jack helped Henry up, glancing at Mayfair. "Thanks, but I think I'm good." He replied, and supported the other man to the cell. "I am going to to need supplies, though. Bandages, disinfectant, whatever we have."
Shaw approached Reese. "John." She called.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 6, 2016 21:24:53 GMT -5
Mayfair nodded. "Right away." She left to get them. Root, meanwhile, sat down at the hatch computer and typed in a few lines.
(Let's pretend people are already freaking out about Michael's disappearance but I don't feel like RPing it)
Reese turned. "Yeah - " He stopped short when he saw her. "You're...walking."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 6, 2016 21:32:28 GMT -5
Sounds good. )
"And here I thought I was flying." Shaw rolled her eyes. "Jack fixed me up. Anyway, they caught a guy out in the woods. They've got him in the hatch, and Mayfair wants you down there."
"What are you doing?" Jane approached Root, curious.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 6, 2016 21:36:03 GMT -5
Confident that Jane wouldn't be able to tell what she was really doing, Root continued her typing. "Doing a little negotiating...damn thing doesn't want to let me into its core code...which I'd very much like to get a look at."
Reese nodded. "Sure." He headed down, and soon he was assembling a team to go check on Henry's story.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 6, 2016 21:49:54 GMT -5
"Do you think there's something there?" Jane asked, interested. "Something about the island?"
Young walked towards Neal. "Hey, I'm guessing you're not busy."
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 6, 2016 21:54:45 GMT -5
"That's what I'm hoping." replied Root, burying several more locator viruses into the computer's core code. Her newly painted black fingernails clicked on the dusty old keyboard. "We'll know soon enough."
Neal shrugged. "Nah. Hasn't really been a lot to do lately. That's a good thing, I guess." he added hastily.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 6, 2016 21:58:28 GMT -5
"Well, Riley is assembling a team to go check out the story of someone they found." Young explained. "You in?"
Jane nodded and left, figuring Root could use some quiet to work. She wandered aimlessly for a minute, then left the hatch.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 6, 2016 22:02:50 GMT -5
"Are you kidding?" said Neal, raising his eyebrows in surprise. "Of course I'm in." He stood up. "Do I get a gun?" he asked hesitantly.
"Hey, Jane." said Reese. "Want to come along?"
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 6, 2016 22:06:58 GMT -5
Jane glanced up. "Sure." She replied immediately. She had been hoping she wouldn't have to try and convince him to let her come.
"Well, I'd personally say yes." Young explained, somewhat apologetically. "But it's not my call."
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 6, 2016 22:13:58 GMT -5
Neal nodded slowly. "Why would you say yes?" he asked at last, frowning and shaking his head. "I mean...I'm a delinquent. You should be calling in the cops to lock me up for being a runaway if we weren't in the middle of nowhere. But you've talked to me. Helped me get in on the action. Given me some good advice, and now you're giving me a gun." He looked up at Young. "Thank you...but why?"
Reese looked at the group he had assembled. Kurt, Jane, Zapata, Reade, and Root. He made sure his gun was loaded, then headed off to grab the compass.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 6, 2016 22:16:51 GMT -5
Young pursed his lips, hesitating. "We better hurry." He said finally, glancing at Reese's group. "Don't wanna be left behind." He started towards the group.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 8:26:47 GMT -5
The group headed out.
Just as the sun was starting to set, they reached the spot Henry had indicated. There was, indeed, a hot air balloon in plain sight. "Fan out." said Reese. "Watch yourselves, look for a grave."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 11:04:44 GMT -5
Jane obeyed, gun out but facing safely downward. She moved a ways off from the group, scanning the ground for signs of a grave.
Young began to separate himself from the rest, looking carefully at the ground. A grave might not be obvious, but he suspected it would be if this was the guy's wife.
Reade nodded to Zapata and started off, searching as the others were.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 12:06:00 GMT -5
Zapata scanned the darkening beach for any sign of a grave or memorial.
Neal examined the balloon more closely. "Well, it's legit. Dunno if he actually came here in it or not, though."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 12:09:21 GMT -5
Finch entered Grace's tent, holding a mango.
"Got it." Young called, kneeling beside the grave with a grim expression.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 12:12:18 GMT -5
*cheers for new signature*)
Reese nodded. "Good." He started digging. "Just in case it's a fake." he explained.
"Hey." said Grace, who was now sitting up. She took the mango. "Thanks. I'm feeling much better now."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 12:20:11 GMT -5
Finch looked extremely relieved when she took the mango. "I'm glad." He told her. "They caught someone in the woods." He went on after a minute.
"Seriously?" Jane asked, raising her eyebrows slightly at Reese.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 12:29:24 GMT -5
Grace raised her eyebrows. "One of the Others?"
Reese sighed. "If he's lying he could threaten everyone. I don't like it, but we have to be sure."
"See anything?" asked Zapata, meeting back up with Reade while patrolling the area.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 12:33:06 GMT -5
Jane nodded, seeing the necessity of the situation. "I'll keep an eye out for the Others." She said simply.
Finch shrugged. "They don't know. What do you think?" He went on gently.
Reade shook his head. "Nope. You?"
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 12:39:20 GMT -5
Grace stood up. "Let's walk." Once they were walking down the beach she shrugged. "I dunno...it seems likely, since we haven't seen anyone else here."
"Not yet." said Zapata, turning to scan the treeline again. She froze when she saw a shadow. "3:00. Saw something move."
Reese continued digging until he hit a bone. Sighing and shaking his head, he climbed back out and started re-burying the body. "He was telling the truth." he reported.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 12:45:19 GMT -5
"Wait." Jane approached and bent down, looking in the grave with a frown. "What's that?" She asked, pointing.
Finch followed her, nodding in agreement. "Although I suppose it doesn't matter, without proof." He said.
Reade turned immediately, hand on his gun. He peered into the woods, then gestured to Zapata to go left, himself going right.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 12:49:03 GMT -5
"You're right." said Grace, nodding and looping her arm around his as they walked. "But you know a lot of people here won't agree with you."
Reese stopped digging. "What? You see something?"
Zapata moved to the side, carefully keeping her gun trained on what she had seen. Soon, she came upon a man, walking slowly through the jungle. He hadn't noticed her yet, so she gestured to Reade to come to her.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Aug 7, 2016 12:53:25 GMT -5
Reade was soon beside her, watching the man. "One of the others?" He whispered, not taking his eyes of the stranger.
Jane reached down in response and pulled up a card. Silently, she handed it to Reese.
Finch nodded sadly. "I can't blame them. Whoever these people are, they've hurt the people here, badly." He gave her arm a gentle squeeze.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Aug 7, 2016 12:58:29 GMT -5
"What I'm thinking." whispered Zapata. She kept her gun trained on the man, who stopped his strolling briefly to look around at his surroundings. Zapata ducked to the side to avoid being spotted, making a slight noise. The man frowned slightly, narrowing his eyes at the bushes, and brushed back his trench coat, hand on a small pistol.
Reese looked at it. "Henry Gale." he read out loud. Kurt turned, frowning. "That's the name he gave us. You're saying that guy's actually in the grave?"
Grace nodded. "I know...but I'm worried that some people might overreact. If we start hurting innocents, we're no better than the Others."
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