Snippet #2266620

((OOC: No, it should be an Axe illusion. Tink hasn't even met Ancel to begin thinking of making an illusion of him. I don't know how it changed either. Typo perhaps? The names are similar.))
Dodge Hanson
Dodge nodded and turned around in search of the bag. "Med Kit, Med Kit." He muttered as his eyes scanned the tent. Gotcha he whispered as he spotted and took the kit from beside the unconscious dame. As his fingers wrapped around the strap, he noticed the girl stir slightly. She'll be up soon he thought before hastily bringing the bag to Lust's side. As soon as it was beside her she went to work mending the boys injuries. Dodge watched over her shoulder as she worked diligently worked. While Lust worked on healing this man, Dodge began to wonder what this man had done to get injured so bad. It wasn't like anything he had ever encountered.
"What was that?" Dodge asked after hearing Lust whisper something.

Tinkerton Puck
The illusion stood there mostly apathetic as the rest of them discussed. He turned to someone when they were speaking but other than that he was motionless. Tink shifted uneasily. The real Axe would have said something by now, something to at least shift conversation. He tried to speak out several times but as soon as he made up his mind to speak, someone else would take the chance.
"Now again, where is Destin and what is the plan?" Cassidy said. Tink jumped at the chance to get Axe into the conversation.
"I believe I can help you. Axe, Leader of the freedom fighters." Axe said as he walked to them. Instinctively Axe was about to raise his hand for a handshake but Tink mentally slapped it down. "Axe doesn't do that." he scolded. Tink continued.
"Now if we could just come this way to my tent, we can come up with a plan." Quieter he added. "Away from prying eyes." Personally Tink didn't mistrust any of the freedom fighters but he knew that was probably something that concerned leaders.