Phaing wrote: ↑
Thu May 03, 2018 5:43 am
Up until now, one in three odds of survival had been about the best these men thought
they could hope for.
What Sylvi has come up with is a revelation to one and all... and makes Raimius beam with pride. (he also demonstrates a good depth of character by NOT interjecting anything at this point, this is her show and not his)
While Sylvi notices Raimius’ reluctance to get involved so she may get all her ideas out first, she does hope he’d jump in if anything she dreams up seems impractical, or outright impossible.
Phaing wrote: "Um... ma'am?" One fellow you have not heard from before has a question. "That sounds great and all... and maybe I'm too tired to think straight, but.... when we lure them in here, why don't we just set the place on fire? We could all drop out the windows. Not sure how to close the door on them before they start trying to get out, but I am sure we could rig something up."
Sylvi can be seen struggling to answer this lad’s question for a few moments, but not because she’s considering the inmate’s idea to be superior, but just trying to find the right words not to come off condescending.
“Umm... Right... So, there’s a few issues with that plan, no offence.” Sylvi says as politely as she can; while grabbing a short stick to use in her explanation. “Firstly; we’d all have to escape before luring the birds in, or while they’re inside with us. So that means we’d already be outside, where we’re all in danger of drawing attention to ourselves, or we’d be in here, with the fire and birds...” She looks around to see if everyone was following along, the lad whom spoke up in particular.
“Secondly, the wall at the entrance will be made of ice. Now, while it is thick magical ice, it will still weaken and melt once the fire starts. Having seen these things bend and break iron, I doubt they’d have trouble breaking through the ice and escaping.” again, she looks for nods and listens out for further questions.
“Thirdly, a fire would destroy everything. Now, that’s kind of what we want it to do, but hear me out. These birds are big, right? Lots of muscle, and there’s plenty of them.” She makes a gulping sound, knowing this suggestion will go one of two ways. “What we could do, if we stab them to death instead of burning them, is eat them...” She waits for any objections, but since these people are half starved at this point, she hopes the idea of a feast will tide them over. “No, the irony isn’t lost on me, but meat is meat. No sense letting it all go to waste.”
“Lastly; although this one is really up to chance. A large pillar of smoke will certainly draw attention from miles away; be it Templar, civilians or more wild beast. It’s not a gamble I’d be willing to take.”
Phaing wrote:There is another issue;
"Where do we go? I mean, you are talking about just bolting out of here, but what about the stuff?"
Sylvi honestly just stares blankly at this guy in bewilderment. “I’m sorry?”, not sure if there was something she missed. So far, everything she’d suggested and argued for was in this guy’s interest; at least she thought so.
“If we kill these things, then we’d be free to roam around the complex however we please. Scavenge anything and everything not nailed down, and then heading off whenever we felt like.” she begins tapping on the stone map with her stick, then drawing the line the group would have to take with the toboggan escape plans. “See, even if we do this like we first planned, that doesn’t leave any time for us to loot the surrounding buildings. We’d have to take the ground running, and not stop till Mask knows when just to survive.”
Phaing wrote: Actually, these guys have already got all that worked out. Having been here for a while, they have fought the cold by keeping one corner of the building livable with a little cook stove and by sleeping in one big pile ... on and around a pile of hay. Yes, keep all your clothes on, and snuggle in. It works, just don't put your head near anyone's boots.
Oh, yeah... fleas. Well, that's just how it is, take the good with the bad and leave your pride at the door. This is survival, after all.
And no, nobody will get fresh, they are all too tired and will be until at least noon.
”<Yeah... No thanks...>” Sylvi mumbles; shuttering at the sight of the sleeping arraignments. Not just because of the men, but the fleas...
Instead, Sylvi propositions that the girls go find their own corner to rest the night. Between their warm coats, a blanket, and keeping snuggled together; Sylvi and Ana should be able to generate enough heat between them to keep warm; and Rita would certainly be welcome between them.
Assuming Raimius stands guard the first half of the night, Sylvi will relieve him half way through, allowing him to get some kip as well.
((OOC: Don't worry, just post when you can. Me,I check this place maybe 3 times a day, so I'll usually have something up within a day, but don't let that pressure you guys.