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Azure Lemaire Unknown Beach The storm came on without warning. In one heartbeat, they were descending towards the sprawl, smooth and even as you could want. The next, the whole plane jolted, dropping suddenly, as if batted at by an angry toddler. Azure's body twisted, slamming against a wall, only to flop back to the deck, dazing the telepath. The panic radiated from the pilots as they fought to create stability for their wounded machine. ~Miss Saliteri?~ Azure casted out, her mind and hands groping as she stood. ~Guenivere~ she reiterated, already feeling uncomfortable with such familiarity. A shock of blonde hair. Red. ~Gwen?~ A hand pushed aside moisture from her eyes. "Buckle in now!" the captain called over the intercom. The whole plane shook, knocking Azure off her feet. It lurched, and then.... ....falling. She was falling. Azure twisted in the air, flailing in the darkness as she tried to grip something. Nothing. Vision returned just as the water rushed up to meet her. SPLOOSH! Water all about her. Water and bubbles, Azure kicked hard with her legs, trying to remember her training. One class, years ago, really, corporate emergency procedures refresher. Strong kicks finally brought her up, gasping for breath. Debris floated on the water. There, just in reach, her suitcase, bobbing happily. Azure swam to it and threw her arms over it, using it as a makeshift life raft. If she survived, the Supercase Company would get quite the letter. There, just beyond, her purse! Of all things....Azure kicked a few times, grabbing it. These meager possessions in had, the woman took a moment to survey her situation. Flotsam scattered about her, metal here, a seat cushion there. No plane. No bodies. What had hit them? A question for another moment, when out of the water. In another context, the warm ocean would be relaxing. As it was, Azure worried about sharks. Stretches of kicking mixed with brief float breaks, the ratio shifting towards the latter as Azure closed in on the island. There on the beach, a madwoman, waving her arms and shouting something. Azure's eyes narrowed. She could touch minds at this distance, she wagered, with enough focus. That would cut into her swimming, though, and delay her arrival on dry land. Priorities, after all. An eternity seems to pass before the ocean floor comes into view through the water, Azure propelled the last distance by gentle waves. She stands, shouldering her purse and dragging her bag with her up the beach with almost comically large stomps in the stand. Halfway towards the tree line, she turns, drops her items, and flops into the sand to catch her breath. That other woman can come to her, if she really must. pre:Name Azure Lemaire TL 7 Points Allowed 250 Points Spent 250 Points Remaining 0 Attributes 120 Value Cost ST 10 0 DX 12 40 IQ 14 80 HT 10 0 Value Cost Default HP 10 0 ST PER 14 0 IQ WILL 14 0 IQ FP 10 0 HT Basic Speed 5.5 0 (HT+DX)/4 Basic Move 5 0 Integer BS Dodge 8 Thrust Swing DMG 1d-2 1d BL and Encumberance BL None Light Medium Heavy Extra-Heavy 29 29 48 87 174 290 Advantages Level Pts/Lvl Mod 125 Telepathy Sense 2 0 13 Mind Shield 4 4 0 16 Telepathy Talent 5 5 0 25 Telesend 4 0 24 Telescan 4 0 20 (Takes Rechare, 15s) Telereceive (Shallow) 4 0 27 Disadvantages Level Pts/Lvl Mod -30 Mute 2 0 -25 Workaholic -5 Quirks -5 Habit: Proper Address -1 TBD -1 TBD -1 TBD -1 TBD -1 Skills 28 Skill Base Skill Diff Cost Mod Total Administration IQ 13 Average 1 0 13 Body Language PER 13 Average 1 0 13 Cooking IQ 13 Average 1 0 13 Dancing DX 11 Average 1 0 11 Detect Lies PER 13 Hard 2 0 13 Diplomacy IQ 12 Hard 1 0 12 Driving (Auto.)/TL-7 DX 11 Average 1 0 11 Finance IQ 12 Hard 1 0 12 First Aid/TL7 IQ 14 Easy 1 0 14 Guns (Pistol)/TL7 DX 14 Easy 4 0 14 Intimidation WILL 13 Average 1 0 13 Judo DX 12 Hard 4 0 12 Leadership IQ 13 Average 1 0 13 Mind Shield WILL 11 Hard 0 5 16 Observation PER 14 Average 2 0 14 Psychology IQ 13 Hard 2 0 13 Public Speaking IQ 13 Average 1 0 13 Research/TL7 IQ 13 Average 1 0 13 Search PER 13 Average 1 0 13 Telepathy Sense PER 11 Hard 0 5 16 Telereceive IQ 11 Hard 0 5 16 Telescan PER 11 Hard 0 5 16 Telesend IQ 11 Hard 0 5 16 Writing IQ 13 Average 1 0 13 Skills 12 Technique Ctl. Att Default Base Diff Cost Total Telereceive Deep Probe -8 8 Hard 0 8 Telereceive Multiplicity -5 11 Hard 0 11 Telereceive New Approach -5 11 Hard 0 11 Telereceive Universal -5 11 Hard 6 16 Telesend Broadcast -7 9 Hard 6 14 Telesend Full Communion -2 14 Hard 0 14 Telesend Secure -2 14 Hard 0 14 Telesend Send Senses -4 12 Hard 0 12 Telescan Omniscan -10 6 Hard 0 6 Mind Shield Expansion -6 10 Hard 0 10 Mind Shield Mind Trap -5 11 Hard 0 11 Languages Level Cost English Native 0 Equipment Melee Weapons Damage Reach Parry Cost Weight ST Guns Damage Acc Range Weight RoF Shots ST Bulk Rcl Cost Fine Auto Pistol, 9mm 2d+2 pi 3 150/1850 2.6/0.6 3 15+1(3) 9 -2 2 $1,200.00 9mm Ammunition 60 $48.00 2.4 Item Cost Weight Notes Travel Bag/TL5 $60.00 10 Holds 100lbs Cigarette Lighter/TL6 $10.00 0 Cosmetics (Status 2) $300.00 2 Extra Tapes (x5) $25.00 0 First Aid Kit/TL7 $50.00 2 +1 to First Aid Formal Wear (Status 2) $1,200. 2 2 Grooming Kit/TL5 $25.00 0.5 Handbag/TL5 $10.00 1 Holds up to 10lbs Mini-Flashlight/TL6 $10.00 0.25 Minirecorder/TL7 $200.00 0.5 Mirror/TL5 $5.00 0 Multi-Func. Knife/TL5 $25.00 0 Ordinary Clothes (St1) $600.00 2 Sewing Kit/TL5 $1.00 0 Transistor Radio/TL7 $15.00 0.5 Wristwatch $25.00 0 Totals $3,809.00 25.75 CP/FP Tracker posted:Hike through the Jungle Platonicsolid fucked around with this message at 03:23 on Oct 18, 2016 |
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Azure The woman coughs a few times, then sits up, looking about. She shakes her head and gets sand out of it. Still worth it, to lie down. She tugs at her dress as she stands, brushing more sand off her. A thumbs up at the woman in uniform. Captain. Somebody military, even if she doesn't recognize the uniform. There are others washing up on the beach now. Azure takes a moment to remove her shoes - who knows if they'll be salvagable - and stands, watching with attentive eyes.
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Azure A pause to remove her shoes - this is hardly the ~~We are very much alive~~ comes the voice of a woman into the heads of the surrounding group. It may, in fact, take them a moment to realize they didn't hear it, that Azure's mouth didn't move. ~~This is not heaven.~~ Her eyes dart about the group. ~~Gentlemen. Ladies. Captain~~ At the last she gives a polite nod to Irena. ~~Introductions would seem in order.~~ For reference, folks, I'll use a ~~ instead of " when Azure is 'speaking' Platonicsolid fucked around with this message at 14:46 on Aug 19, 2016 |
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Azure Unknown Beach A man in armor, like something from the movies, or one of those meetings of archaic reenactment groups. Azure walks a half-dozen paces down the beach, towards the others, bringing herself subtly into the group. Sir Miles scoops up the woman and drags her out of the water. Azure watches from just above the wave line, hands clasped lightly behind her back, as if awaiting...something.
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Azure Her head tilts slightly, raising an eyebrow and looking at Jeff. ~~I'm hardly a professor, sir~~ She casts, in a way the others can hear too. She turns and walks back to her suitcase, crouching and opening it up, pulling out a large, monogrammed towel, which she brings back to the shore for the woman they're pulling up out of the water.
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Azure Azure steps in and drapes the towel over Naomi's shoulders, putting on a faint smile. That human moment over, Azure straightens. A look crosses her face, the furrowed brow of deep consideration, and then the response comes. ~~Quite simply, I am a telepath.~~ She steps closer to Jeff and produces a lighter from her purse, flicking it and holding it up for him. Platonicsolid fucked around with this message at 20:13 on Aug 19, 2016 |
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Azure An Island in Need of a Tiki Bar Azure takes the cigarette from Jeff with a polite nod that flows into a long drag, then leaving it to smoulder in her fingers. They'd said she needed to cut back, she'd told herself that she'd reserve the vice for only the most stressful situations. This counts. ~~We were flying back from Sydney,~~ Azure explains, ~~And had begun our descent into New York. The storm came on all of a sudden...~~ Azure's mind flashes back to the confusion. A faint sigh. Courtney's question elicits a snap of Azure's head, a furrowed brow right at him. ~~Privately~~ she responds, her mental voice taking on a flat, uncompromising tenor. Azure lets the others discuss and theorize, keeping an ear out for it as she meanders down the beach, through the pieces of wreckage. A pause and she crouches down, picking up a glass that somehow miraculously survived. A tumbler with gently curved sides. Azure brushes sand off it, immediately bringing visions of it in her hand, in Guenivere's hand.... ...perhaps? Azure walks further from the others, just out of earshot to avoid distraction. Her eyes flutter closed as her mind opens and she tries to listen for anybody else alive. Going to try the Omniscan - 6 technique to try to locate other people on the island. Probably won't work, I know, but worth a shot.
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Azure Nothing. To be expected. An area scan, looking for people she doesn't know, was always one of the hardest mental techniques, and not one she'd trained particularly hard on. The woman takes a few more drags to finish her cigarette, then stubs it out in the sand and heads back to rejoin the group, just in time to see Naomi go out wading. Something interesting? Without explanation, Azure wades into the water to help Naomi wrangle the crate. Helping Naomi
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Azure Naomi and Azure haul the crate out of the water, trudging up the sand and and dumping it. She undoes the clips and tosses the lid off. Given the weight, Azure wasn't sure what she expected to find. Towels would be nice. Bathrobes. Flares? Azure reaches in and her hand comes up with several little silver foil packets. The label reads "Premium Mixed Nuts". Azure frowns.
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Azure The dark-haired woman tosses a package at Jeff. ~~High calorie. Good salt content. They will be a good supplement, Mister Florence.~~ Azure looks up and down the beach. ~~We should find a camp before nightfall,~~ she agrees with Hector, even as she's picking up her own bags. ~~We would not want to be separated in the dark.~~
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Azure This Island Really Needs a Bar Azure takes one of the packets, and pulls at a little notch on the end, ripping one side of the package clean open. She takes Courtney's hand, forcibly, and pourts a generous amount of mixed nuts into it. Looks like peanuts, some cashews, brazil nuts...quality, and ample.
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Azure Nobody explicitly said it was time to go. The collective just decided, and so, time to go. Azure grabs a good portion of the mixed nuts and stuff them into her suitcase, then zips it up nice and secure and gets the bag and her purse up, ready to go. This won't be so different from running through an airport...will it? ~~A camp first. Who knows what could be waiting for us here at night.~~ BM is 5, Encumbrance is None No survival skills. PER 14
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Azure ~~Here? You expect us to stay here?~~ Azure asks, her sense of propriety briefly forgotten. She supposes there's no hotel on this island. ~~Nor do I, Mister D'Arvent,~~ Azure says, putting on a thin lipped smile that might be interpreted as supportive. ~~ I fear we don't have a choice.~~ Azure is definitely in the 1 camp and has no opinion on the rest
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Azure The walk was rough, through brush and undergrowth, even if there was a trail, branches whip at her legs and tugs at her dress. Azure's decidedly not dressed for a hike, on top of not at all being an outdoors type. She's panting and clearly overheating as they get to the campsite, and the work to put it together....mostly she watches Hector and the others and tries to find a place to be useful.
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Azure How does he not know what a lighter is? Many of them are from different times and places, but Sir Miles is....truly something out of history. Azure watches him as he fathoms the seemingly simple concept of a lighter. ~~How do you make fire, Sir Miles?~~ Azure asks. ~~ Striking stones together, perhaps? A lighter is not so different.~~
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Azure Explaining lighters to ancient men. Azure still half-expects somebody to burst out of the bushes and declare the whole thing a massive prank. No such luck. With her bags stashed away at the campsite, Azure considers staying. It's been a hard day that's wearing on her in ways she didn't realize they could. Not just stressful, stressful in a way she barely know how to address. Stay, sleep. Sounds appealing. But everybody else is going too, and she's not about to be left alone. Azure snatches up her purse. That is, after all, where her pistol is stashed, and she hasn't yet revealed it to the rest. Best to let them think she's unarmed.
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Azure A faint huff from the telepath, and she frowns. All the way out here into the woods for a muddy bank and an nigh-on undrinkable stream? She looks down at her shoes, ruined by the hiking and mud. What she wouldn't give for some far-flung hotel lobby bar, a glass of vodka and... ~~Could we not boil it?~~ Azure asks of the group.
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Azure All this way to decide to boil water? A slight sigh, but she's finally happy to be back at the camp. Muddied shoes get yanked off, a bit of water to wash her feet and calves and then shifting herself close to the fire to dry, legs together with knees bent, arms draped over her knees.
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Azure ~~I would enjoy a nice duck, Mister D'arvent. I could arrange an orange sauce...if we could find oranges.~~
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Azure Sitting, with a moment to catch her breath, Azure has time to start thinking about everything that's happened. Plane crash. Genivieve's death. The telepath makes a thin line out of her mouth, gazing into the fire. Finally she scoots forward to get closer to the fire. ~~For the sauce, Captain~~ Azure casts to the group. ~~ A traditional part of French cuisine - duck with orange sauce. One must use properly bitter oranges to balance the taste properly and...~~ A deep sigh. ~~Perhaps not the best topic, it is true, Mister D'Arvent~~ Azure turns her head to look at Miles as he sits, ~~ I wish I could sleep. My body wants sleep. My mind...is not in agreement. I will stay awake with you, Sir Miles~~
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Azure Things seem to be settling out, as most of the others begin their preparations for sleep. ~~I believe Sir Miles and I are assuming the first shift. If you wish to take second, we will wake you up in two hours, I believe.~~ Just her and the knight, then. She could have worse company.
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Azure Everybody shifts and beds down, leaving Azure awake with Miles. The woman watches the others settle, then reaches over to fish into her purse and pull out a small flask. The little oblong thing turns in her hand, brushed metal reflecting the firelight. The knight is talking to himself. She looks askance at him, pulls her purse a little bit closer to her hip. When he actually turns to look at her, to ask her a question, she seems startled. ~~No,~~ comes the response, the voice in Miles' head flat, firm. Her fingers move and she unscrews the cap on the flask, flipping it open. ~~I doubt we are, Sir Miles,~~ she answers. ~~The others,~~ and Azure takes a swig of the flask, even while her cast continues, ~~all seem from different worlds. The Captain, for example, indicated Russia had conquered Japan.~~ Azure shakes her head, then holds the flask out towards Miles, turning to face him better. ~~We have travelled across time as well, if you're any indication, while we're checking off pulp story plots,~~ Azure says. ~~The Holy Roman Empire fell hundreds of years ago, defeated by Napoleon.~~
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Azure ~~You were not aware,~~ Azure's cast comes, after a dozen heartbeat's consideration. ~~I understand curiosity in a situation as unusual as this one.~~ A pause for contemplation, or perhaps simply to emulate usual speaking patterns. ~~Emperor Napoleon the First, of France, conquered much of Europe before he was turned back. Not the last to try, either,~~ Azure explains, taking a delicate sip from the flask. ~~The 'New Men' you describe,~~ and Miles can nearly hear the quotation marks, ~~seem similar to another group that...~~ Azure stops cold when the gun appears. Gaze fixed, she shifts towards Miles, reaches out and takes the pistol, checking to make sure the safety's on and the chamber clear. ~~You should be very careful with these, Sir Miles~~ she casts, a sterner tone, one laced with worry. ~~They are far more deadly than weapons of your time.~~ Azure puts the pistol down on the ground, careful to make it point away from any in the group. Just in case. ~~You would want to return?~~ Azure asks.
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Azure ~~Napoleon ruled Europe for a decade~~ Azure explains. ~~Certainly a genius, even if he betrayed the revolution.~~ Azure take a deep breath. ~~Good,~ she says, untensing visibly. ~~Evil men,~~ Azure answers, ~~who committed atrocities upon innocent people.~~ A pause, perhaps just for dramatic effect. ~~They sought to exterminate those they deemed inferior, succeeded in many cases. They desired nothing more than the whole world under their rule.~~
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Azure ~~Strange to see ancient history living in front of me,~~ Azure replies. Her lips press into a line, as she rolls Miles' suggestion over in her head. The same group. What could they do, if they had the power to travel across worlds? The dark of the forest takes on a more sinister cast. Azure edges closer to the fire, and Miles, as she waits out her shift. Fine moving on. Thanks, Veloci!
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Azure The dark-haired woman's been rubbing her eyes, increasingly hard for the past twenty minutes. When the shift change comes up, she nods, immediately turning to go to sleep. ~~And you as well, Sir Miles.~~ She's asleep in a snap.
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Azure She'd gone down hard, a long, fatiguing day finally claiming her body. Thus, she woke last, finally rising and rubbing her eyes, brushing her hair back as the others go searching about. Azure stays sitting on her bed-roll, watching. A breath and she tries to reach out again. Going to try Omniscan (6) again, not that I expect it to work.
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Azure Azure rubs her eyes, makes a face. She definitely *feels* like something is out there, but she can't find anything. ~~I don't sense anybody,~~ Azure casts to the group, her mental voice rather glum.
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Azure ~~More impressive if I could detect anything. It may be an animal. They are...difficult for me to detect.~~ Virtually impossible. For whatever reason, the less human a creature is, the harder they are to sense, let alone talk to. With the camp settling down, Azure lies back down, aiming for sleep again.
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Azure ~~It is...~~ to admit her limitations? The truth is, it's very hard to sense people who she doesn't know - even those she does can be difficult. It was never a focus of her training. ~~...distinctive, Captain~~ she says, leaving things carefully neutral, as she rubs her eyes and shifts on the ground.
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Azure A deep, long breath as she tries to settle into sleep again. She lies with her legs together, head back, fingers laced together on her stomach. Without moving, she replies to Irina, ~~I doubt you would believe me, Captain.~~
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Azure Daylight comes for them all. The relentless rays of light probe in and hit Azure's eyelids, setting off all the signals to wake up in her brain. Stupid brain. Azure sits up, rubbing her eyes again and looking about. Jeff seems to have risen already, while hte other still sleep, for the moment. ~~None taken, Mister Florence,~~ comes the response cast. ~~It appears not. Have we yet determined the bathing situation?~~
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Azure My Kingdom for a Resort Hotel Azure stands and brushes herself off. The dirt doesn't go away, and her dress is in dire need of a good cleaning. ~~The ocean will have to suffice,~~ Azure says. She looks towards Naomi, ~~We should be thankful. Perhaps it was all in our minds?~~ Azure fetches a towel and change of clothes from her beaten-up bag.
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Azure ~~Cleansing aids the mind as well as the body, Mister D'Arvent,~~ Azure casts, as she gathers her bathing items. Sadly, her suitcase is too unwieldy to haul down to the beach regularly...but who would steal it here? She does fetch her purse, however.
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Azure Azure follows the group down to the beach, as they chat. She stays attentive, looking at the footprints on the ground. They go away from the beach. Good. Azure leaves her towel on the beach, above the wave line, and as the men turn about, she slips out of her clothes and heads into the waves, rushing, then diving in fully, swimming in some lazy circles to get her muscles moving. ~~Captain,~~ comes a cast into Irina's head. ~~Could you not determine our location with the sun and stars?~~
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Azure At least somewhat clean, Azure emerges and dries herself, dressing promptly. She has to clean her feet several times, the sand continuing to stick, before she slips her feet back into her shoes. Plenty of jetsam floats along the shore, but for some reason the particular piece of wood seems to catch Azure's eye. Her arm darts out. ~~What is that?~~ she casts to the group.
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Azure ~~ Perhaps if we hold on to it long enough, somebody will come searching for it,~~ Azure suggests, as the others pore over the large piece of wood.
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Azure Taking a look around, Azure spot a small rock half-buried in the sand. It's at best the size of a grape. With a casual underhanded lob, she tosses it towards the hunk of driftwood, unconcerned about the potential impact. The others, though.... ...it's not as if it's going to explode.
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Azure ~Strange though our situation may be, Mr. D'Arvent,~ Azure replies, a pleased smirk on her mouth. She linger in the sand, and her smirk widens to an actual smile on seeing Hector's catch. Her hand claps together. ~Excellent!~ she declares through a cast to the group. ~If only we had some butter and spices. Are any of you skilled in finding edible herbs?~
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Azure Azure helps carry and tote, even though she doesn't have the physical heft that the Knight or the Captain do. ~~Would it not be more visible at night?~~ Azure casts to the others, not clear on the details. She drops down to sit on the beach, knees up and together, feeling distinctly at loose ends. It seem all the others have some skill or knowledge of the wilderness. Azure doubts there's many papers to file here.
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