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INTRODUCTION
A sound wakes you up, muffled yet somehow near - the sound of a trumpet being played, from somewhere outside the building you're in. There's no fog, no headache as you greet a new day - only the confusion of being in an unfamiliar cabin, lying on top of an unfamiliar bunk bed in somewhere that is certainly not where you last closed your eyes. You're also pretty sure you weren't wearing this outfit before you somehow arrived here - so that's an uncomfortable thought. Yet, the cabin you're in is comfortable, but looking in the steamer trunks near the bunks will only result in finding normal toiletry items and sets of underwear and more of the same strange uniform. Your personal items have been stripped away - well, in the cases they're not absolutely essential for you to live.
Stepping outside, you find yourself in a very forested (and ungodly humid) area, outlooking a wide lake - there's cabins and other buildings next to yours, but the main thing that'll most likely attract attention are the three adults standing out in front of the largest building, bearing the name 'LODGE' on it in large letters. A woman, an older man, and a man in full priest garb, tooting away on a trumpet - your wakeup call, apparently. Just in front of them is a picnic table littered with markers and 'MY NAME IS' nametags.
Maybe you should go and demand some answers? Or will you just decide to explore...and try to find a way out of this weird camp?
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[Sorry Cielo, but there's a lot going on?? Still, he won't bother answering the effects of the spell, instead turning his attention to the wound. It's super gross, but he's seen worse.
This one doesn't even need an incantation. Instead, the bullet simply begins to pull itself out, and quickly at that - he's got no real desire to drag this out. His precision suffers a bit due to visibility and lack of experience with bullet wounds, but assuming nothing interrupts his work, the bullet will eventually pull itself into the air where it will float all nice and bloodily.
Gomen Ren that probably didn't feel real great but at least it wasn't a knife and also it's out now???]
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-well, night night Renren.]
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Thanks, I guess. What a mess. I knew it would be a bad idea to just bolt outside de perimeter. War 101, mon. De enemy captures you, dey gonna have defenses. Why de heck dey actin' like dey're our friends, I dunno. But dis just proves dey ain't.
[ ... All right. Tearing up his shirt to cover up the wound and staunch the bloodflow with a fresh bandage. ]
'E taken care of.
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Excuse me.
[Mitsuru's raises her voice slightly as she approaches, gun (Evoker) in hand]
If you step aside, I can heal him. You'll need to transport him back to his cabin afterwards so he can rest.
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[He doesn't seem to worried though. What you going to do shoot him?]
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[SEEMS TAKEN ABACK BY THAT SUGGESTION??]
-- hardly. Why on Earth would you think I'd resort to such a drastic measure?
[see: Evoker]
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[Really calm about this. He's even reaching out with his right arm to pat her head, you silly you.]
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[ALMOST OFFENDED THAT HE WOULD THINK SO??]
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Guns shoot bullets.
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2/3 actually oops
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Eyes wide, he staggers to his feet and away. Sorry, but he's no human shield, he is only eleven.]
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[she registers him scrambling away from the corners of her vision, but. there are other people addressing her more firmly, more directly, so her attention for the moment is on them]
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You have a freaked out wild-ish man running after her!]
WAIT! STOP! NO SHOOT REN AGAIN!
[He's shouting from the back of the crowd, so it might take a second for him to tackle her. Doesn't stop everyone else from doing it first.]
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[Right, the Evoker...Mitsuru intended to summon her Persona. Kanji didn't realize how this might look back, to those who weren't aware of the true natura of that object.
And then there goes Gonta, to tackle Mitsuru. He tries to reach Gonta -- whether he reaches him before he tackles Mitsuru is a different matter altogether, of course]
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Are you able to tackle Gonta?]
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[Mitsuru, being so desensitized to using her Evoker to summon that she doesn't even realize others could misconstrue her intentions, reacts to this with nothing but pure bewilderment. it's Kanji that gives her an opportunity to leap back (with grace that may be surprising of someone as coiffed like her), out of the way of Gonta before he can reach her]
It's a healing spell! Nothing that could harm him, why would you think--
[see: Evoker]
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[He doesn't tackle her like everyone else, but it's obvious when he places himself bodily in front of Ren, just in case, staring her down.]
And how are you going to do that?
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[she puffs out an annoyed breath]
I understand we're all strangers here, but is it really so easy to doubt my intentions?
[SEE: EVOKER]
I have an ability which allows me to cast a healing spell. I don't know how powerful it will be here, but it should be enough to close up his wound.
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So when Mitsuru (tall) steps up, Lenka just blinks at her and the gun (gun) in her hand, not registering the connection between that and healing. He does step between her and Ren for the moment, though.]
I think you should put down the gun first. If he wakes up with a gun next to him...
[That's apparently the important thing here.]
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I'm not carrying a--
[and]
[she glances down at her gun (evoker)]
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. . . this is my Evoker. It will allow me to summon the Persona I need to cast a healing spell.
It's harmless, I assure you.
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... Okay.
[He's just seen Mitsuru (short) pull a bullet out with no hands, after all. He has to give whatever they're calling spells and magic now some credit, even if he doesn't understand half of what she's just said. She seems like she knows what she's doing. Still--]
Can you do it from a little distance? I think it'd be safer.
[For both patient and caster, honestly.]
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If that's what it takes.
[and she steps back a bit, gaze flickering towards Ren, before she finally lifts the gun (evoker) up and presses the barrel neatly against her temple]
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Jus'... you better have a good reason why you wanna be near 'em wid a gun after he jus' got shot. You sayin' you can heal him, and I believe you--I could too, if I'd switched me Mantra skills, but... I didn't think to, so now I can't.
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[she reiterates, just as firmly as the first time. by now, she's sort of realized what the problem is, so that's good!]
This device may look like a gun, but it isn't a weapon. It's a catalyst to help me cast the healing spell I need to help him.