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by Mephisto on Tue Sep 20, 2011 10:03 pm
"We will spend about a week, then, recovering and preparing for traveling." Mina began her conclusion." We'll need to pack light for obvious reason, but we can spread it out through all of us. I'm sure we can find some sturdy packs for all of us and start divvying up between then the supplies we have. Everything we find as we go along we can divide up as well. Bring everything you find that could be useful to the security booth, since it is apparently out unofficial base of operations. Hopefully we'll be out of here between seven and fourteen days." She paused for a bit before continuing.
"We should try to take it easy on our supplies while we're here to leave as much as we can for the trip. We should eat the most perishable things first." She paused again and looked around at the battered bunch who were listening to her intently. "And please, remember, everyone... rest. I know we have a lot to do, but really take it easy. We need to be as close to 100% as we can be before we head out."
They had all been straining themselves so hard lately, including herself. Everyone was forced to hyper-exert themselves frequently and often right as they were recovering from injury; once again, including herself. She could feel it really started to catch up with her. She decided the first thing she would do after this meeting would be to find a nice place to take an even nicer coma.
"That's it," she said after a brief silence." She grinned shyly.
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Roland was definitely paying attention, however... he just couldn't shake what he felt between he and Alyssa. As well as Bishop, which he didn't realize until Alice came along. And he also felt it from Mason, too?! He must have been Stim-altered as well...
Midway during Mina's talk, Roland subtly signaled to Bishop in the system the marine had taught him early on in their partnership that he wanted Bishop to stay after with him and Alice. Bishop just nodded slightly.
Once Mina was done, she made to leave. Mason, of course, did as well. "Hey, there, uh... Mason, right?' Mason turned to Roland. "Can you stay behind for a bit?... It's nothing to worry about."
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Once everyone was gone, save for the four positively affected Stim patients, Roland spoke softly. "Alright... so, up until I met you guys," Roland pointed energetically to Alice and Mason. "I didn't think anything of the kind of... bond that Bishop and I share. I figured it was normal of two guys just making their living in this shit-hole world we all now live in." He paused. "However, now that I've come in to contact with two other Stim-positives, I'm thinking that there is something far different going on here."
"Indeed," came Bishops usual simple, low response. "You're a police officer, " he said o Alyssa. "And you are another civilian patient, like Sven, here."
"Right," Roland said. He noted the slight surprise on Mason's face. He was no doubt bewildered. Roland paused a bit before pressing further. "So, is it just me? Or do all of you fell it, too?"
"I do," Alice replied. Roland knew that much. So he looked to Bishop, who was nodding as expect. Next he went to the one he was really curious about. Mason Steele.
"What do you feel?" Roland asked him curiously.
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Mina finally stumbled upon a bed store, which appeared someone had already found, but she didn't care. It was definitely the best choice for a place to sleep in the entire mall. Her expression brightened immensely and her mouth dropped, letting in a rush of air in audible disbelief. She excitedly went from mattress to mattress, not a care in the world, stroking the top of every mattress. She plopped down on some of them and rolled around. It had been so long since she had really even seen a bed, let alone slept in one. Sure, she'd come across them occasionally in her travels. But these ones were more or less brand new beds, and top notch.
She finally found herself on some super fancy, queen-sized one in the back corner of the store. She pulled back the comforter, sat down, removed her boots, and climbed inside. She let her unbelievably weary body settle into the soft, comfortable cushioning, and was out in under a minute.
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