[Audio] call for help backdated to Monday

[knightoflight]

[Wing has tracked a stranger in the woods, who seems injured.  And Wing is entirely at a loss when it comes to human repairs. So he opens his comm.]

I have a human--I think--injured, in the woods.

 [His tone says there's a bit more to the story but he's not sure what's important.]

Can anyone assist?  He appears to need medical attention.

((ooc: vid/audio and action tags welcome! In fact, action is MORE than welcome! Come help the jet and the hurt werewolf!]

Comments

[most_feared]

Nah, we got nerve endings everywhere. Nerves to tell us we're hungry. Nerves to tell us we're healing. All kinds of nerves, and for diagnostic sensors they are inaccurate as hell and a pain in the ass. [At least his hands are cleaner now.]

And yeah, we're still looking into a way home. But for now- [He gestures in the direction of the Old City.] -be careful showing off in front of the dome people. Doesn't matter how tough you are, they got the numbers to take people down.

[He looks up at Wing for confirmation.]

[golden_retriever]

[ Eliot would appreciate the pep talk if he wasn't feeling so dead on his feet and had to spend most of his energy trying not to keel over. Moving made the world spin precariously in warning, his 'diagnostic sensors' being accurate as hell about his condition.

He trusted his body to tell him what to do, and for now his body said 'Don't move'.

So taking up a better lean against the tree, he settled for catching keywords and processing what he could for now. ]

Old city? ... dome people?