Waystation Mingle Log!

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Who: GAME-WIDE MINGLE aka everyone
Broadcast: If you want
Action: The Stations!
When: From 04/05 through the month of April.

[Well, that all sure happened. But at least you have the waystations! Whether you want to stock up on supplies, work, trade, or visit the very fancy Virtual Reality Dome, it's bound to be a nice break from the attacks of the 5th.

Make your own prompts, set up your own Virtual Realities, etc! For reference, the OOC post with info is over here!]

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[child_of_bhaal]

That, yes. But it's a rough world, Faerun. Even my most lawful and virtuous companions kill, once the battle is committed.

[She moves forward and kneels beside the man she'd beaten. Alive, but badly hurt. Leaving him like this would be wrong.

She holds her hands out, muttering a few words Zhas won't likely understand. Her hands glow very gently, and the glow spreads out over the prone figure. It's quick, and a lot of the signs of battle start knitting or fading. He's not perfect, but he wouldn't die slowly from internal bleeding now. Probably.]

[theboogieman]

[Zhas skitters back a couple of steps. he's been around healing magic once before, and he didn't like it then, either. at least he's not the one she's pointing it towards, this time. he steps clearly out of the way but doesn't have a word of complaint for her.

once he's emotionally settled again, he asks:]

How do you tell people from monsters, then.

[child_of_bhaal]

I try to talk first.

[For example, she'd been sitting on a crate when a man with a knife came flying at her.

She'd seen him flinch away though, and after all this she has to know.]

I didn't hurt him, Zhas. I lessened the damage, as best I can.

[theboogieman]

[he knows. it feels... good, and pure, and healthy, all words that he could never ascribe to the too-familiar vampiric magic that usually surrounds him. but better the devil you know than the devil you don't, as they say.

he looks down at the healed figure, possibly ignoring her comment. maybe not.]

Don't kill humans. Monsters kill humans, and I kill monsters.

[child_of_bhaal]

Even humans can be monsters, Zhas.

[She stands up, but doesn't try to get closer to Zhas. He's uncomfortable, and she doesn't want to make it worse.]

But I'll do everything I can to abide by your wishes. Becoming a monster is...what I've been trying to avoid for a while now.

[theboogieman]

[he knows that very well. but the only absolute way he knows to not turn into his enemy is to not prey on humans like they do. the rule is harder to define, here, where things are not strictly "human" most of the time... but there is also no Master her to lead him away from temptation. his personal rule has become more important than ever.

she probably has no idea how forgiving he's being. back on Earth, he would have hunted a thing like her without hesitation. here, he's giving her a chance. more than one chance. maybe he's getting soft.

he sniffs the air, briefly, looking up at the stars above them--letting the subject drop.]

Drag him somewhere his crew will find him. I'll tie up the other one.

[he glances over at the knocked-out thug.]

They might recognize who's been trying to steal their cargo.

[child_of_bhaal]

[No, she has no idea how specifically he is being forgiving. But that doesn't mean she isn't assuming it. People in her world either instantly fear her, respect her, or try to use her. Often it's a mixture of two or more. Those who choose to simply like her, well, she doesn't hide what she is from them, and she's come to believe that those people must be forgiving of her fundamentally. Or she'd be dead already.

She makes sure there's no broken ribs before she props up the prone man, gets her arms under his, then stands up. It's not easy. She's not Minsc by any stretch, nor does she have his handy belt of Hill Giant Strength (boy would that be useful right about now), but she's fit, and she can drag the man like this. It'll be awkward but she'll do it.]

They might. Could stop this from happening again. Oof, glad this guy isn't armored...

[And now she'll just start...dragging. She's not going very fast, but she's not looking like she's going to drop him on his head, at least.]

[theboogieman]

[Zhas does not offer to help. Zhas does not even look remotely interested in maybe picking up a leg or something to speed up her process. he does, however, wave mocking to her as she passes--expression completely flat, as usual.

he's a helper. watching her drag a heavy body around makes him feel a little better.

he'll finally deal with the unconscious one after a minute, though. there's got to be some rope or spare chain around that he can use.]

[child_of_bhaal]

[Actually, the wave makes her feel better. If he's being a casual jerk to her, he can't be completely mad at her.

So she s sticks her tongue out at him as she goes by. Because she's a grown up.

She comes back after a few minutes, having deposited her burden somewhere very visible and in the way. And she wanders up to hover nearby Zhas, hands on her hips. Not helping him as nicely as he didn't help her.]

Think they'll give us a bonus for him or something?

[She's just asking. She's probably the least money minded person who ever engaged in frequent mercenary work. It's shameful how many times she's turned down payment. Extremely shameful.]

[theboogieman]

[he makes quick work of tying the guy up (like he's done this before, or something) so she doesn't have to wait and not help for very long. he considers the useless thug for a moment before shrugging... he doesn't know, it doesn't seem likely.

he's not very money-minded either. he has an assistant to do that kind of thing for him, usually. so his answer is unhelpful.]