Session Start: Sat Nov 13 20:04:31 1999
* Logging #Sixth_world to 'waterrun2.txt'
------------------Game On-------------------------------------------------------------
 staring at a corpse.
* ```Shawna walks in
<```Pierre> "hmmm, he's dead, that's bad"
<```Shawna> "I couldn't find... Oh my god... Mr Brown, is he dead"
*** waterh is now known as Steve
<```Nick> "Yeah unfortunately."
* ```Pierre starts examining the corpse, not touching it
*** Steve is now known as Stev-o
* ```Nick goes to the front door and calls for the cop by the door of the other house
 it looks like a corpse
 you're too far away.
<```Pierre> "yup definatley dead"
<```Pierre> ---am I in the room?
 nick's too far away
* ```Shawna stares in disbelief, crying softly
<```Shawna> "What happened to him? Who did this?"
* ```Nick walks down the street to get the cop
 a moment after nick steps outside the door
 a large van almost hits him.
<```Pierre> "I have no idea, have you seen anyone come or go?"
*** Stev-o is now known as evil_gm
 roll quick nick.
<```Nick> 6d6
 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- ```Nick 6d6 ( 8 5 5 1 3 8 )
<```Nick> "What the hell?"
 you manage to jump out of the way
 unfortunately, you jump directly into the plate glass storefront of the book store.
 roll body.
<```Pierre> "what the?"
<```Nick> 4d6
 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- ```Nick 4d6 ( 5 1 5 2 )
 hmm
* ```Pierre hears the glass breaking (hopefully) and ducks under something
 what's the damage code on a plate glass window :)?
<```Nick> ---hehe got me
<```Pierre> ----whatever you want, probably like (rating)S
 you have some minor scratches and a rather large gash on your left arm
 meanwhile
 the van has stopped
 directly infront of the doorway
* ```Nick rolls and looks out the window
 the side door bursts open
* ```Pierre has already ducked under whatever cover he could find
* ```Pierre pulls Shawna down
 a strike team bursts into the book store and quickly takes control of the situation
<```Nick> "Get down, now. Incoming"
*** evil_gm is now known as STrike_TEam
<```Shawna> "What the..."
 "GET THE FRAG ON THE FLOOR, NOW!"
 most of you are already on the floor, btw.
* ```Shawna falls to her knees being pulled down
 no one remember's nar's character's name?
<```Pierre> ---sorry
* ```Nick lays out on his stomach
<```Shawna> ----hehe I do it's Leon
* ```Pierre is already down cowring
 Leon is being a little slow today.
<```Pierre> --err cowering
 he doesn't get on the floor.
<```Nick> "I think this is all a big mistake!! Do not fire!!"
 two members of the strike team take out their night sticks and beat him to the ground.
 so he's out for the count.
<```Shawna> "Now see here, who do you think you are?"
 "Ronny, cuff em"
<```Pierre> "cuff me for what?"
* ```Nick keeps his hands out in the open of everyone
 does anyone resist them?
<```Pierre> "I did do notin"
* ```Pierre doesn't resist though
<```Nick> "If you would check my ID I can clear all this up"
 the head strike team guy comes over to you nick
<```Shawna> "Why are we being cuffed, I work here, I'll need to close the store"
 "yea we know who you are o'connel. lets just hope for your sake you didn't go against the corporation."
 head strike team guy glances at shawna
 "We'll be here for a while, it'll be fine."
 they file you into the back of the van
<```Nick> "Excuse me? I was going to get some help with the body in the back. He was gutted like the guy down the street"
 so you're all thrown into the paddywagon
* STrike_TEam goes into the cab 
*** STrike_TEam is now known as evil_gm
 the van starts moving.
<```Pierre> "like I said, I didn't do nothin why I being arrested?"
<```Nick> "I hope you know what you are doing! My superiors will not like this!"
* ```Nick yells through the wall
 they probably can't hear you, and if they can, they don't care.
* ```Shawna looks to the 2 guys with her
<```Pierre> "oh well, I hope they feed well, I am still starving"
* ```Pierre tries to get comfortable
<```Shawna> "What is going on? Why do they want us?"
<```Shawna> "I'm Shawna Jameson"
 the van feels like its pulling onto the freeway
<```Pierre> "and I am Pierre"
<```Nick> "Don't worry about it I will get us out of this mess. My name is Nick O'Connell by the way"
<```Pierre> "hey, Mr. Wage Mon, they didn't take my knife, maybe you can jimmy the locks with the blade? or should we just wait?"
 you're cuffed behind the back
 getting out of it would be a trick.
<```Shawna> "I wish I could say it's nice to meet you both, but I'm confused and your other friend is hurt"
<```Pierre> "he's no friend of mine, maybe a friend of a friend"
<```Nick> "Better wait Pierre. We should be fine"
<```Pierre> "you know, most the people I know that carted off by the corps never returned"
* ```Nick looks at Shawna
<```Nick> "Do not worry Miss everything will be ok, I promise"
<```Shawna> "Not your friend, he came into the shop with you, what do you both have to do with this?"
* ```Shawna percieves them both
<```Pierre> "hey, I was just walking along and saw somthin, a friend of mine said he could help"
* ```Pierre spits on Leon
<```Pierre> "some help, now I am arrested and taken to de corps"
 you feel the car pulling off of the freeway
<```Nick> "All I can say right now is that I was investigating the murder when I met Pierre and Leon there and we saw the dust on your doorstep and wanted to check you out"
 no plans for escape?
<```Shawna> "Don't do that, he's hurt, leave him be this is not his fault"
 ok then
 the van stops
<```Pierre> "bah, what you know little girl? when I ask for help and get arrested he deserves worse"
<```Shawna> "Well we've gotten on and off the freeway I think, do you think they are really legit"
<```Nick> "Lets hope they are"
<```Pierre> "their guns legit enough for me"
 the door slides open and the strike team is there
 still carrying guns that are bigger than their forearms
* ```Nick looks around at the background
 you are ushered out silently
* ```Pierre looks around, trying to figure what part of the city he is in
<```Shawna> "Well for one I know it's not his fault, and I'm not a little girl"
 where you are now standing is the middle of a large parking structure
* ```Shawna looks at everything
 strike team: "SHUT UP"
<```Shawna> "What are you doing with us?"
 he raises his gun as if threatening to smack you with it
 the following events happen in rapid sequence
<```Nick> "Just do as they tell us and we should be okay"
 you are put into an elevator, with the strike team
 they usher each of you into separate rooms where you are strip searched and thouroughly sprayed with a odd smelling chemical
* ```Shawna glares at the person threatening to smack her with his gun
<```Nick> ---Joy we are being deloused :)
 they return your clothes to you, which have been thouroughly washed
* ```Pierre smells the chemical thinking 1"I have smelled worse things"
 you are then reunited in a tiny white cell that is seemless.
<```Pierre> "whoa, laundry service, mebbe thats why none of my friends came back"
 and you can start talking again now.
<```Shawna> "What is the meaning of all this?"
<```Pierre> ---is Leon with us?
 leon is not with you
<```Pierre> ---okay
 well improvise!
<```Nick> "I have no idea why they arrested us, they have better have a good reason though or heads will roll"
* ```Nick starts to pace around the cell
<```Pierre> "maybe cause they think we have dust on us, what is that word...queeritine"
<```Shawna> "I'll be back, keep an eye out"
 how do you intend to leave the cell?
* ```Shawna sits in a corner and astrally projects
<```Pierre> "so, Mr Wage-mon, what you think they arrested us for?"
 roll body shawna
<```Shawna> 4d6
 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- ```Shawna 4d6 ( 3 11 5 5 )
 and will power
<```Shawna> 4d6
 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- ```Shawna 4d6 ( 1 3 2 5 )
 ok you throw up a little and pass out.
<```Nick> "No idea"
* ```Nick goes to her and checks her vitals
<```Pierre> "that's not good"
 she's alive but not concious
<```Pierre> "that's very not good"
* ```Nick makes sure she does not choke on it and goes to have a seat in the corner
<```Nick> "Nothing else to do but wait"
<```Pierre> "yup"
 and at that
 a door that seemingly a moment before was not there
 slides open.
* ```Nick stands up
 a guy in a lab coat steps inside.
*** evil_gm is now known as lab_tech
 "hi."
<```Nick> "Who are you?"
 "Dave. I work in the lab"
* lab_tech is holding some kind of estoric electronic device
<```Pierre> "okay, that's nice, what you want with us?"
<```Nick> "Well Dave can you tell us what is going on here?"
 its bigger than his head and is composed, uncharacteristic of modern technology, of many glass tubes and exposed circuits
 he avoids your question
 "I see your friend tried to use magic"
* ```Nick shrugs
<```Nick> "Guess so, what happened to her?"
<```Nick> "Could you get someone in here to clean up her mess?"
 "Yea we set up a pretty big vacuum around these rooms so that those magic freaks couldn't use their spells"
* ```Nick nods in understanding
 "You know what happens to a mage when they're in space and try and do some mumbo jumbo don't you?"
<```Nick> ---is the door still open?
* lab_tech makes a loud popping noise
<```Pierre> "she gonna die?"
 the door's still open
 "she'll be fine, just don't let her choke on her own tongue or anything"
* ```Nick slowly edges his way to the door
* lab_tech notices
 "Nice try"
 "enough pleasantries, both of you sit down like good boys"
<```Nick> "Hey, do you blame me? Are we going to get a phone call"
* ```Pierre stays standing just for spite
* ```Nick continues standing also
 "these rooms are capable of injected 23,283 different kinds of toxins into the air"
<```Shawna> ---hehehe guess they don't want to play good boys
 "from a mild seditive to powerful poisons"
 "would you like to guess which i will use on you?"
<```Nick> "Dave I do not care. I would like to place a call to my superiors"
 "Your superiors are well aware of your situation"
<```Nick> "Then why in the hell am I here?"
 "They regret to inform you that you are herby released from active duty"
<```Nick> "On what grounds?"
 "Contamination"
<```Nick> "Of what?"
 "would you care to sit now or should I have the guards assist me"
<```Pierre> "I told you Mr Wage-mon, the corps don't let anyone come back when they take them"
* ```Pierre sits with a 1"hurrumph"
<```Nick> "Answer my question first"
 "Guards!"
* ```Nick sits
 two impressively large guys come in
 "Very good. Guys see that the nice lady in the corner gets cleaned up"
<```Nick> "Could you answer my question please"
 they clean up the mess and sit her up, following this they leave.
 "Yea just a second"
 he is preoccupied with the device in his hand
* ```Nick stands back up and waits
 he points it at each of you, when he does it makes a wizzing click noise
<```Pierre> "what is that thing? I've only seen things like that in the trids"
 then it ejects a glass cartridge into the tech's hand
<```Pierre> "old trids"
 "All done."
 "As for your question, Mr. O'connel"
 "We believe that you may be infected with a virus that could destroy the world as we know it"
 roll willpower shawna
<```Nick> "Great, how did we come in contact with this virus?"
<```Shawna> 4d6
 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- ```Shawna 4d6 ( 1 5 4 4 )
 after he says that he leaves the room
 the door shuts
 you are again alone
 shawna groggily half awakens
<```Nick> "You okay cheri?"
* ```Shawna looks around and lays her head down
<```Shawna> "Oh no, it's not a bad dream, you're real and so is all this."
<```Nick> "Yep, sorry."
<```Shawna> "Do you know what's going on yet?"
 a lot of this campaign is role playing, btw, so get used to it.
<```Pierre> "at least I am cleaner than before"
* ```Nick tells her what we found out
 shawna's like, damn good at this.
<```Shawna> ---thank you
 ok since you're all not very motivated right now, we'll move along
<```Pierre> "okay, so, we are infected with a virus that could detroy the world, and we are destined to die in here"
* ```Nick starts to pace the cell obvious agitated
<```Pierre> "well, better be well rested for the end of the world or whatever"
* ```Pierre lies down and tries to rest
 the cell so far has been dead quiet.
<```Shawna> "They think that we are infected with a virus, if I got it, I got it from you guys, I was perfectly healthy this morning"
*** lab_tech is now known as evil_gm
<```Nick> "We all were"
<```Pierre> "hey, so was I, so Leon musta given it to me"
 the cell is very quiet now
 roll perception everyone
* ```Nick looks around for that door again and for anyway out of here
<```Pierre> 3d6
 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- ```Pierre 3d6 ( 8 2 5 )
<```Nick> 6d6
 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- ```Nick 6d6 ( 2 5 9 2 5 5 )
<```Shawna> 4d6
 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- ```Shawna 4d6 ( 5 5 11 3 )
 you all hear a soft popping
* ```Shawna looks around
 like the sound that your knuckles make when you snap them one at a time
<```Pierre> "ummm, Mr. Wage-mon, what is that noise?"
 its getting louder
<```Nick> "Don't know."
<```Pierre> "this can't be good"
 now you can hear something that you've never heard before
* ```Nick continues looking around the cell
 its like a pig's bleat but sustained
 everything is muffled by the cell
 except for this new sound
 this one is like
<```Pierre> "it's the corps man, that are gonna kill us"
* ```Shawna slowly walks the perimeter of the room listening carefully to hear when it gets louder
 like the air going out of a baloon
 roll perception shawna
<```Nick> "If they wanted us dead we would be that allready
* ```Nick stands to the side of where the door opened
<```Shawna> 4d6
 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- ```Shawna 4d6 ( 4 2 8 5 )
<```Pierre> "naw, they are experimenting man, those chemicals, they were bad stuff"
<```Shawna> "Shhh"
 you see a nearly invisible fog rolling out of the corners of the cell
* ```Nick takes of his jacket
 you all start to get drowsy
 meanwhile the popping has been getting continually louder
<```Pierre> "so much for that idea"
<```Shawna> "Guys we've got gas coming in"
* ```Pierre covers his mouth with his jacket
* ```Nick tries to hold his breath
 it doesn't do any good
* ```Shawna looks for a vent
 it's more of a liquid than a gas, like a fog
 your skin absorbs it in addition to you inhaling it
 just before you all lose conciousness
 the door slides open
* ```Nick sits before he passes out
 there's blood all over the corridor
 big black men with guns come into your cell
 before you finally go under you can hear them say
 "You'll all be..."
 and then it becomes black.
* ```Shawna passes out falling
 everybody roll a die
<```Pierre> 1d6
 0,1 --- ```Pierre 1d6 ( 8 )
<```Nick> ---Did I mention that I snore
<```Nick> 1d6
 0,1 --- ```Nick 1d6 ( 2 )
<```Shawna> 1d6
 0,1 --- ```Shawna 1d6 ( 5 )
 damn
 ok
 when you finally do awake, you can't tell what's going on
 because, when you went under, it was black
 and now it's still black
* ```Shawna looks around confused and scared
 much like being in the cell, one of your chief senses is hearing
* ```Nick blinks his eyes and switches to Thermo
 fucking cyberware, ruins the effect
<```Nick> ---heehee, sorry :)
 you can see lots of bodies grouped together
* ```Pierre blinks and still doesn't see anything
 you can tell that you might be with your comrades
<```Nick> "Everyone okay?" *Whispering*
* ```Shawna listens carefully for anything
<```Pierre> "yeah Mr. Wage-mon, just a little groggy"
<```Shawna> "I'm here"
 shawna: you hear breathing, and your friends chatter
 random mumbling fills some far corner of the room, giving some dimension to your surroundings
 it sounds as if it could be as large as someone's basement
<```Nick> ---How many bodies are there?
<```Shawna> ---thank you
* ```Shawna turns in the direction of the noise
 you still see nothing.
 a light pierces the dark
 it hurts your eyes
 eventually it fades into the beam of a flashlight
<```Pierre> "okay, now that is bright"
* ```Nick looks to the light switching to normal vision using his hand to block the light
*** evil_gm is now known as flashlight
<```Nick> "Who is there?"
 "Can you walk?"
 you can.
<```Pierre> "yeah"
* ```Shawna closes her eyes and opens them slowly
<```Shawna> "Yeah"
 "Come with me. You are not in danger."
<```Nick> "Yeah, who are you?"
 he starts to walk away
<```Pierre> "yeah, right whatever"
* ```Pierre follows anyway
* ```Nick stands and heads in that direction
 the only thing you can follow is the light of the flash;light
<```Shawna> "Ok"
* ```Shawna follows the flashlight
 you go up a set of stairs and then you find yourself in a tattered hallway
* ```Shawna looks around
 it appears to be a very very old immitation victorian type of house
 the man is a large, black man like you saw at the corp.
 "How are you feeling?"
* ```Nick looks around
<```Nick> "Fine, could you tell us what is going on here?"
<```Pierre> "well, confused"
 "You were taken prisoner by a corporation."
<```Shawna> "I'm ok, where are we, I'm very confused with all this"
 "We liberated you, and those like you"
<```Pierre> "this I figured"
<```Nick> "Which one?"
 "Aztechnology."
<```Shawna> "Thank you very much, now what do we do?"
 "Well you three seem to have been most directly involved in the situation"
<```Pierre> "why did they take us prisoner?"
 "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Dickie"
*** flashlight is now known as Dickie``
<```Pierre> "and I, am Pierre"
<```Nick> "My name is Nick O'Connel"
<```Shawna> "I'm Shawna"
 "Please come with me, I will explain further"
<```Shawna> "There was another man with them, he was hurt, is he still alive?"
* Dickie`` leads you down a hallway 
* ```Shawna follows
* ```Nick follows
* Dickie`` leads you into what looks like a den
 there are three other men here
 one of them is white, and he is the exception
* ```Shawna looks around and checks out the guys
 "Allow me to introduce Andrew, Iris, and Dr. Dan"
 dr. dan is the white one.
<```Shawna> "Hello"
 they all exchange greetings with you
<```Pierre> "hello Doc"
 "I will allow Dr. Dan to speak now"
*** Dickie`` is now known as Dr
*** Dr is now known as DrDan
<```Nick> "Nive to meet you"
* DrDan is a little zany. He appears to be about 30 but his hair is stark white, he hasn't slept in days and reaks of pepto bismal and gin
 "Hey kids"
 "How are you feeling?"
* ```Nick starts to look for a way to get out in a hurry if he has to
<```Pierre> "dunno yet"
 the majority of the house is very old
<```Nick> "Fine, a little confused about what is going on though"
 the windows are boarded up
 "Oh well, see, you were kidnapped by Aztechnology so they could drek around with your minds and make you the servants of an elder god they are going to bring to earth."
<```Pierre> "okay...."
<```Shawna> "Fine, oh my goodness, do you always look like and smell like this, no offense intended"
 "Its been a long time since I could afford to sleep"
<```Pierre> "elder god.... what does this have to do with me?"
<```Nick> "Great, guess I can scratch them off my employment oppurtunities then"
* ```Shawna shows some interest
 "You all have seen the first battles of the war -- Mr. Akumara and Mr. Brown. Unfortunately the other side one those battles"
<```Shawna> "God, which God?"
 "Dumuzi has taken those souls."
 the black men shift a bit
<```Shawna> "That makes you nervous? Why?"
* ```Shawna looks to the black men
 "Dumuzi is not one to be tampered with, his name invokes fear from those who know him."
<```Nick> "Who are what is Dumuzi?"
<```Shawna> "Please pay attention, he's a God"
<```Pierre> "okay okay, hold on a sec, they were gonna sacrifice us to this elder god thing....."
 "Not sacrafice"
* ```Shawna thinks trying to remember what she knows of this God, if anything
 "You would've become one of his minions"
 "As Akumara and Brown have"
 none of you have ever heard the name before.
* ```Nick looks around for a place to sit
 there are chairs for you to sit in
<```Shawna> "This is quite interesting"
 old, leather covered arm chairs that would be sold with a nice desk sit
<```Shawna> "So they are both now, like zombies?"
 they have fallen into disrepair and are covered in duct tape
* ```Pierre sits down
 "They are demons on earth. They are the incarnation of evil."
 there is a loud noise from somewhere in the building
* ```Nick sits down and rubs his head feeling a headache coming on
 Dickie and another man get up and check it out.
* ```Shawna sits
 "You three"
 "Have been enlisted in our little war."
<```Pierre> "so I am a soldier now, better that than a bum"
<```Nick> "What was that noise, should we be worried?"
 "Probably some of your friends in the basement waking up."
 A black man, previously identified as Andrew, passes a liquor bottle to DrDan
* DrDan takes a swig
 "Drink?"
<```Shawna> "How can we help?"
<```Pierre> "do I get a big gun?"
<```Nick> "Yes, please"
* DrDan hands over the bottle
* ```Pierre puts his hand for the bottle
* ```Nick takes the bottle and takes a swig
<```Pierre> "please?"
 its some kind of cheap overproofed rum
<```Shawna> "Umm, no thank you"
 it makes you sick to your stomach
<```Pierre> ---hey that's the best kind for a bum
<```Nick> "uh, smooth"
 "Well we don't have, as it were, a complete team to undertake the..."
* DrDan trails off and looks for a word
<```Shawna> "Um, how can we help you?"
 "For lack of a better word, missions that we need to prevent the end of the world, the Comming of Dumuzi."
<```Pierre> "oooh, we get to save the world"
 "Don't get a big head about it. You'll probably die in the process."
<```Nick> "And what needs to be done?"
<```Shawna> "Oh, my this sounds big, very big, are we enough?"
 "The two who you have met, Brown and Akumara, need to be eliminated."
 "We need to do more research on the enemy to destroy them first, however."
 "Lastly, we must destroy Aztech."
* DrDan turns to Shawna
 "No."
<```Pierre> "sounds fun"
<```Nick> "Is that all? I thought it was going to be hard or something" 
* ```Nick says sarcastically
 the two men return.
* DrDan looks at them
<```Shawna> "This does not sound good at all"
 they offer no reply
* DrDan turns back to the group.
 "Yea, pretty cool huh?"
<```Nick> "What do you have in the way of weapons?"
<```Pierre> "sure, as long as I can get some good food and clean clothes, maybe a place to sleep, I am thre"
 "we do have a makeshift barracks set up in this old townhouse"
<```Shawna> "Will you be getting more help for this battle?"
 "Perhaps. It is very unsure at this point."
 "We are in the middle of, boys and girls, a rapidly evolving situation."
 "Hell, we could be overrun by man eating zombies tommorow!"
* DrDan takes another swig.
<```Nick> "Well considering I am out of work at the moment and being hunted by my former employer you can count me in"
<```Pierre> "gimme some more of that"
* ```Pierre puts hs hand out
* DrDan hands over the bottle
* ```Pierre chugs some of the run down
<```Shawna> "Well then the first thing we must do is destroy the zombies, tell me all you know of this Dumuzi, how magical is he?"
 "Its nice that you volunteered, but at this point you have two options"
<```Pierre> "thanks I needed that"
* ```Pierre hands it back to Dan
 "You can stay here and fight for the cause."
 "Or"
<```Shawna> "Perhaps we can come up with a way to stop him and his followers"
 "You can go outside and wait for the end."
 "I assume you'll go with option A."
<```Nick> "Thing is all we have to go on is your word that this is happening"
 "Take a look outside."
* ```Pierre looks outside
<```Shawna> "It appears to be the only logical thing for right now, so what is your plan?"
 "This is Desire, my friend, if it were going to happen somewhere, it'd happen here first!"
* ```Nick goes to the window and looks out
 in order to look outside, you'd literally have to go outside
<```Pierre> "be right back"
 because the windows are all boarded up.
* ```Pierre walks out and looks
* ```Nick follows Pierre
 i assume you all end up on the poarch.
*** DrDan is now known as evil_gm
 it is desire
 the bad part of new orleans
 everywhere is poverty and sickness
<```Pierre> "hey I know this place"
 but more than usual
* ```Shawna follows to the porch but stays close to the door
 there are a few dead laying on the streets
 then a couple of them get up and shuffle away
 roll percep pierre
<```Pierre> 3d6
 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- ```Pierre 3d6 ( 4 8 4 )
 the sky has something of a reddish tinge
<```Pierre> "ummm, maybe he is right you know"
 dr dan appears behind you
<```Shawna> "Oh, my this doesn't look good at all"
 it scares the crap out of you.
*** evil_gm is now known as DrDan
 "You see! IT BEGINS!"
<```Nick> "Pierre, you do have a knack for understatement don't you?"
<```Shawna> "Well what is the plan, and I'd feel better if we returned in for now"
<```Pierre> "I try"
* ```Pierre smiles
 you all seek refuge inside the house
* ```Shawna turns and heads back in the house
 "The ones downstairs may be able to fight, but most of them are civilians."
* ```Pierre sits and rests
<```Pierre> "what do we do first?"
 "They were in Aztech much longer than you, so their recovery will be slower."
 "Now you rest, go up to your rooms and sleep. There will not be much more of that in the future."
<```Nick> "You have anything to eat?"
 "There are rations in your rooms."
 "Andrew will show you the way."
 he does.
* ```Nick follows Andrew
* ```Pierre eats and sleeps
 you all end up in your rooms
* ```Shawna follows
 you eat and sleep
 and when you do sleep, you dream of dumuzi's face smiling. blood red and hungry for your soul.
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