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Please send to Prudence my wishes that she'll be fine and back soon. BTW, folks, sometimes I do spend one or two days without accessing the net, so please, a bit of patience. I do enjoy the games and try to make it pleasent to everybody.

Inne was not thinking about her arm anymore, she was either geting used to the pain or the arm was already healing well. The fact is, she entered the bathroom with her gun ready, and wakied cautiously, the light on the helmet making things visible enough to understand what was around. Carib...

Welsh, you know how I feel about it. We need at least one more player to get the thread moving :)

hum... If it was me, I would clean my fingers on the bear/molerat :) Welsh, dear, I am trying to put a new avatarin my profile, but it just wont go. A bug in the board, or..?

((OOC: How bad is Ine's arm now? Still too swallow from the rad's poison, or is she able to hold on and go down the rope?)) "I really don't like staying here like a hetching radscorpion! I like action, damn! I would prefer to be exploring, rather than being here and waiting!" Inne said, and...

Inne would have volunteered but she was not so knowleadgeble into technology. Once Carib started going down, she said: "Be careful." She looked around, at the others, and added: ""For the good of the mission." There were a few tense moments, with only silence and the low breathing...

OOC: Roadrunner's intro is up! Meanwhile... IC: The rest of the night passed uneventfuly and when the morning came, the group prepared to explore the vault below. Inne was making some coffee and wondering what would be found in the vault - after all, who was there in the last few years...

Welcome, always nice to see new members.

Inne stood up. She was not willing to sleep, not at all. Could be the stres, could be her hunter's instinct telling her something could be closer than they thought... Or maybe something else. Fact was, she stood up and started walking. Her arm, the pain. That was probably the reason...

Inne was walking silent. She was going on that hunt as a walk in the park, since she was so used to the harshness of the wastes and the outdoors perils. But somehow things felt different this time. That other woman looked... How to say that... Inne made a sneer to the thought of that word...

Heya, Roadrunner! :) Welcome be, feel at home. NIce to have you here. (and join the games! ) En joy the games!

Inne would stick to use her guns as long as she had ammo, and as long as there were radscorpions around to be killed. She was ok with the spear but she would keep it for when she really need to get into close combat. ((OOC: folks, sorry for being away. Lots happening in real life, had little...

OOC: Wow, it's so nice to see a thread move fast like this! It means everybody is enthusiastic about the story. Eh, and I dont have all the time for internet that I wish I had. Anyway, I will not disapear, even though now and then I may take a couple of days to reply. My, Welsh, it's been...

Welcome be, I hope you enjoy this place as much as we do.

Inne had been paying attention to the way she was leading the group, but also she knew the surroundings of Shady Sands as the palm of her hand so after a while her mind wandered a bit and she began thinnking about the sad scene of the depart, with Katrina making all that scandal for she did not...

Relax, Rama. I just got a very busy weekend. My mom returned from travel and I got the house full of visits (relatives, mostly) so the weekend flew by. But here i am, also looking forward to what will happen next and welcoming our new players (new in the thread, that is). .

((OOC: She was supposed to be home, and she did pay for the drink... Oh well...)) Inne was prepared for the journey. She was checking her gun again, when Carib and the others approached her. Melvin spoke: "Yo, sis, so yo gonna guid us to the nest, eh?" "That's right." Melvin...

The creature was burnt and repelled by the pure sunlight. But Zoe couldn't see any sign of Grim, nor hear anything. Going back to the university was unthinkable, too dangerous. So she decidede to go look for Talon.

Hillarious. Jo Soares, one of our humorists, uses to say: "Everytime I felt that deep, compelling urge to do some work, I lay down and wait for the urge to pass..."

(OOC: I suppose the trial is the morning after, so I'll let Welsh post about it. Meanwhile...) "You'se right, I don wanna talk about it! Its not damn business of you, you hear? " He was quiet, just nodded lightly, and banging the empty glass on the bar, she said: "Another one, bartender...