welcome to mayfield: day 3

[mayfield_mods]

[Those who wake up in the town on the third day will soon notice that something's definitely off. The cracks in the sky are appearing more frequently and lasting for minutes at a time, and there's a strange white fog drifting over the clouds.

For those who've just arrived, welcome to our new little town! We're sure you're glad to see your missing friends again; nothing to worry about here, they've just been too busy enjoying the upgraded carnival to go back home. Any bleeding limbs or serious wounds you may spot are obviously just a sign of how much fun they've been having.]

OOC: If your character damages or affects the carnival or town in a noticeable and normally permanent way, please comment here.

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[mayfield_mods]

[But that drop of milk tasted so good. The milk is all on the floor now, with glass shards mixed in, but Olivier is so thirsty for it. The water won't slake her thirst at all.]

[queen_of_swords]

[And to the drawers and cupboards she goes, searching everything for a straw. She knows she shouldn't, but her will power has faded. If anything was in the drawers and cupboards, it's not on the floor. She just stares at the milk on the floor, then she remembers the bottle of milk on the table.]

It better still be there.

[She doesn't even grab her gun and flashlight from the floor, but heads straight back to the other room.]

[mayfield_mods]

[The milk is still there! Cool and delicious as always.]

[queen_of_swords]

[She looks around the room, then dashes for the table and grabs the milk, giving a relieved laugh as she holds it close.]

It's all mine.

[And she downs the whole thing, heaving a sigh as she pounds the empty bottle back down on the table.]

[mayfield_mods]

[After finishing the milk, Olivier will collapse, with the milk eating away at her from the inside.]

[queen_of_swords]

[She's on the floor, trying not to pass out from the pain. She knows better than to scream and call attention to whoever left the milk out on that table. Instead, she will try to drag herself back to the window and pull herself out of the house.]

Threadjacking with permission from Olivier's mun.

[adventurerextraordinaire]

[It is at this moment that Cade arrives at 501, crawling in through the window. Both Jenny and Olivier have told Cade repeatedly not to set out by himself, and yet BOTH of them have done just that today.

(If there is any sign that this other mayfield is backward as hell, its that Cade is the the responsible one.)

He spots Olivier in a puddle of milk, dragging herself to the window.]

"NOOO!"

[He rushes over to Olivier, chanting the Words of Majesty as he rushes over.]

Hope this is ok!

[queen_of_swords]

[Olivier splutters as she opens her eyes and sees him there. Then her face goes even more pale, if that's possible, but after a moment, she sits up and her face turns red as she looks back at the window.]

Damn milk. I lost one of my pistols along with my flashlight in there.

Re: Hope this is ok!

[adventurerextraordinaire]

"I'll come back for it later!"

[Cade channels the healing power of his spell into her. The spell, normally, heals injured flesh and purges toxins and poisons, though it tires the patient out a bit. But who knows if it'll work with whatever the hell this milk is doing?

Cade sees that the front door is open, picks Olivier up, and is going to try and get her out of here now if possible.]

[queen_of_swords]

[She gives a feeble shake of the head.]

No, leave them, I have another pistol with me.

[She's having trouble staying alert, but she's not in as much pain as she was just minutes ago.]

[adventurerextraordinaire]

[Once Cade has her safely outside, he'll lay her down on the sidewalk.]

"Okay, how are you feeling? I haven't had to test my magic against this town's weirdness yet."

[queen_of_swords]

The pain is subsiding, but I don't think I'm going to attempt standing yet. In a few minutes, but not yet.

[She's not sure how long she was out for before he got there, nor how long he was in there before finding her.]

Nothing happened to you, right?

[adventurerextraordinaire]

"No, nothing happened to me, other than my heart dropping into my stomach."

[Cade looks her over.]

"Where does it hurt, exactly?"

[queen_of_swords]

Everywhere, inside. I think the milk might have had acid or something similar in it.

[She grits her teeth at having to admit she drank the milk. The milk of all things.]

And thank you, but you should make sure not to act too rashly in the future just to save someone.

[Even though she would have done the same had he been in trouble.]

[adventurerextraordinaire]

"Yes, clearly I was the one acting rashly."

[Cade observes her pained expression and starts unbuttoning her jacket.]

"I'm going to give you some more healing, okay? Just relax."

[queen_of_swords]

I was investigating.

[She's quiet a moment.]

And maybe going in alone was stupid, but something was in there. I am quite capable when it comes to fighting, but sometimes, I forget to remind myself that this is Mayfield and it does more than play dirty.

[She tenses up a moment when he starts unbuttoning her jacket, but relaxes at his explanation.]

I guess I look like I still need it, huh?

[adventurerextraordinaire]

[Cade pulls open the jacket and pulls her shirt up a bit. (Not enough to be immodest, just enough to see her stomach.)]

"Well, honestly on the outside you look fine, but I can tell you're in pain, which probably means I didn't heal all of it. I already used the Majestic Word on you, so any toxins should be taken care of, but maybe you're a bit more torn up inside than I realized."

[Cade's hands glow with a golden light as he puts them on Olivier's stomach and uses his Lay on Hands, channeling a sensation of warmth and pleasure into her and the magic mends any damaged flesh inside her.]

[queen_of_swords]

She nods, and lets him work his magic. She shivers at the sudden warmth a single giggle escapes her mouth before she can stop it.]

Thank you, but what else does that healing of yous do?

[Her tone is more inquisitive than the usual snappy one would get with that sort of question.]

[adventurerextraordinaire]

[Cade looks slightly shocked at the giggle. He'd never heard Olivier laugh before, even her smiles were usually either controlled or grimly satisfied. If someone would have told him that she was incapable of laughter, Cade wouldn't have been terribly surprised.]

"Uhm, well it just channels the power of the White Well. Some also call it positive energy, or life force. I can use it mend wounds and purify poisons and diseases. And I guess it just feels really nice, too; they call that the 'healing euphoria'."

[Cade looks her over again as he continues.]

"There are people much more skilled with it than I am back home- some can even bring back those who died recently. And not as zombies or anything, they revive them in perfect health!"

[queen_of_swords]

Euphoria is usually only something I experience after a particularly demanding battle from which my men and I emerge victorious.

This is too strange for my liking.

[adventurerextraordinaire]

[Cade quirks an eyebrow. Only after a demanding battle? Man, her sex life really must be tame.]

"Not liking euphoria is definitely strange, but at any rate you must admit it is better than being cut open by a field surgeon."

lol

[queen_of_swords]

I wouldn't really call it strange. Even though women are able to do far more back home than they are in this place, men still hold most the power, and letting emotions and feeling take over is not the way for a woman to advance in the military.

Though, I will agree that you're right about it being better than having to be worked on by a field surgeon.

Re: lol

[adventurerextraordinaire]

[Cade smiles.]

"You know, there is a difference between letting emotions 'take over' and letting yourself enjoy things from time to time. You really think anyone who matters would dare think you any weaker because of it?

It was nice hearing you laugh."

[queen_of_swords]

I know how to enjoy things, but having a good poker face makes life much easier. People that matter do make those assumptions, but they are people that matter in terms of my career. Friends and family don't care.

Although, I do assume that once my country's government is changed and settled, I may have to win over the people, and I'm not much of a people person when it comes to the average citizen.

[She is glad he called it a laugh, and not the giggle it was.]

I do laugh every now and then.

[adventurerextraordinaire]

"Alright, well if anyone knows about being a people person it's me. So feel free to use me as practice."