Rhys (
rhygret) wrote in
overjoyed_logs2017-03-03 10:49 pm
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Who: Rhys, Vaughn, Steph, & Santo Ravindra (NPC)
Where: Old Town, Westerley
When: W6D6
Summary: tmw u hit up a possibly mad scientist for climatology & such
Restrictions/Warnings: Rhys. That's all that needs to be said.
[ The Summit is over (thank god), and Team Badlands is back in business.
...They're not actually called 'Team Badlands' or anything mind you, but that's how Rhys likes to think of it in his head. Because they are a team! They're two-point-five fully-functioning adults working together for a common goal (and technically the greater good, even if that's not the exact motivational force driving Rhys to look into the Badlands in the first place).
So yeah. Totally a team. ]
Alright, sooo...apparently this guy lives on the edge of Old Town. Name's 'Santo Ravindra,' used to be some sort of scientist? I mean he spoke like he still was but he also sound a little cray-zy so. [ Rhys shrugs, unfazed. ] Who knows. But he might actually have something we can use which is the whole point of this!
[ And it has the added bonus of not being in the middle of a desert full of bandits ready to kidnap and punch him a lot like last time.
You'd think he'd be a lot more worried about going back there again after what happened. Huh. ]
We get in, get the intel, and go home heroes. Or--you know. Whatever.
Where: Old Town, Westerley
When: W6D6
Summary: tmw u hit up a possibly mad scientist for climatology & such
Restrictions/Warnings: Rhys. That's all that needs to be said.
[ The Summit is over (thank god), and Team Badlands is back in business.
...They're not actually called 'Team Badlands' or anything mind you, but that's how Rhys likes to think of it in his head. Because they are a team! They're two-point-five fully-functioning adults working together for a common goal (and technically the greater good, even if that's not the exact motivational force driving Rhys to look into the Badlands in the first place).
So yeah. Totally a team. ]
Alright, sooo...apparently this guy lives on the edge of Old Town. Name's 'Santo Ravindra,' used to be some sort of scientist? I mean he spoke like he still was but he also sound a little cray-zy so. [ Rhys shrugs, unfazed. ] Who knows. But he might actually have something we can use which is the whole point of this!
[ And it has the added bonus of not being in the middle of a desert full of bandits ready to kidnap and punch him a lot like last time.
You'd think he'd be a lot more worried about going back there again after what happened. Huh. ]
We get in, get the intel, and go home heroes. Or--you know. Whatever.

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at least he can talk. and cheerlead. and be supportive in general. if nothing else, he's grateful for the opportunity to do those things. ]
Psh, I'm sure he's not that crazy. And even if he is, some of the most brilliant people are kind of crazy, so you just have to tread carefully, right? Just gotta weed through the good ideas and the batshit ones. As long as we get at least some of the former, we're good!
[ it's an adventure. he's fuckin ready. ]
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Also, there's a pistol holstered under her jacket, which helps with the confidence.]
Do you know why he isn't a scientist anymore? That might give us an idea of the good stuff to batshit stuff ratio.
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Buuuut he...is the only scientist outside the Company I've been able to contact so far, so. [ They're stuck with him for now. But at least he left them with pretty easy-to-follow instructions? And better yet, they don't actually have to go into Old Town to reach him! ]
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[ he sounds kind of blasé about that last part. yeah, yeah, "doom," whatever. yawn. he waves a nonchalant hand. ]
It'll be fine. Plus, I dunno if I've ever met a mad scientist before. There's something to check off the bucket list.
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You're not wrong, the Badlands are pretty shitty.
[Eloquent as hell over here, but she's pretty sure that Vaughn and Rhys are the ones that can do all the talking.]
Are you worried he's gonna be dangerous?
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I do not know how it works, but it is n.....neat.
[ Rhys holds his 'n' sound just a moment longer than normal, blinking rapidly for a moment as there's this weird...pressure behind one eye? Nothing big but it feels like the muscle behind it twitches for a moment, making him shake his head a little. ]
--I mean, I totally know how to use it. Nnnot...sure why I said that.
[ It had come out automatically, like he'd said it before or something.
Weird. ]
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Uh... wait. Are you okay, dude? Did you just have a mini-stroke or something?
[ —and then, seemingly out of nowhere, he hears his own voice inside his head. heat stroke, regular stroke, stroke stroke... what the hell? now he's the one who feels weird. he abruptly lets go of Rhys and glances upward. ]
...Man. There's definitely something in the air, here, huh?
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And then Vaughn starts acting weird as well, so he gets a worried look to match the one she gave Rhys.]
Do you guys need a second?
[She feels fine, so she's not sure what's going on.]
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Steph looks fine though, so maybe it's just them not being used to any sort of harsh......uhh. Anything. ]
Let's keep going, I don't think staying out here for very long is good for any of us.
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[ he hasn't spent that much time on Westerley—that could certainly explain it. and maybe this is why the dude they're after's apparently crazy? he can only imagine the effects of prolonged exposure to... whatever they're breathing right now. ]
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[She doesn't sound convinced, but getting this shit done and talking to Rhys' contact is more important, so she won't push it.
But she is keeping a careful eye on both of them.]
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So it's lucky he's fairly close to the edge of Old Town and it won't take long for Rhys to check the tracker vs their coordinates. ]
Should be just up ahead. Guy said he had some sort of research facility going, sooo....look for that I guess.
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Right, got it. I wonder what he's researching? Probably something super weird, if he's as crazy as you say he is. Hopefully this isn't some kind of elaborate scheme to trap us and turn us into test subjects. That would suck.