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thisavrou_log2016-05-18 01:00 am
dragonspride) wrote in thisavrou_log2016-05-18 01:00 am
Powered Kids to the Rescue
Who: Kain + Toriel as an unconscious sack of potatoes, Robin, possibly Toriel's kids?
When: May 16th
Where: Nomo deck en route to Medbay
What: Toriel's collapsed; Kain's having a small panic he's mostly hiding and has had to ask for help getting her moved.
Warnings: Unsure? Probably not a great deal? There has been a pre-arranged free pass for "Sack of Potatoes Toriel has no input".
When those coming to help get to the room, the door is open; Kain's using his tail to convince the motion sensors that it should be open. Toriel is inside the room by a counter with a partly-eaten tray of cookies, unconscious and on the ground; he's made some effort to have her not simply sprawled, on her back with her hands folded over her chest.
A larger, thick quilt is on the ground, and he's working on tying rope to two corners to turn it into a makeshift sledge; he may not be able to move her very well right now, but it's the best idea he's had.
He very well may not have seen Robin's powers yet to know what he's getting into here.
As soon as there's movement in the hallway, he's freezing, twisting around to watch the hallway behind him; there's a little curl of smoke that trails off as soon as he can see that it's someone familiar and/or younger.
"Thank Bahamut." Granted, no matter which of the two volunteers gets there first, he'll still have an awkward moment looking between them and Toriel, holding up the rope for the blanket-sledge. "...Do you have any better ideas than this?"
When: May 16th
Where: Nomo deck en route to Medbay
What: Toriel's collapsed; Kain's having a small panic he's mostly hiding and has had to ask for help getting her moved.
Warnings: Unsure? Probably not a great deal? There has been a pre-arranged free pass for "Sack of Potatoes Toriel has no input".
When those coming to help get to the room, the door is open; Kain's using his tail to convince the motion sensors that it should be open. Toriel is inside the room by a counter with a partly-eaten tray of cookies, unconscious and on the ground; he's made some effort to have her not simply sprawled, on her back with her hands folded over her chest.
A larger, thick quilt is on the ground, and he's working on tying rope to two corners to turn it into a makeshift sledge; he may not be able to move her very well right now, but it's the best idea he's had.
As soon as there's movement in the hallway, he's freezing, twisting around to watch the hallway behind him; there's a little curl of smoke that trails off as soon as he can see that it's someone familiar and/or younger.
"Thank Bahamut." Granted, no matter which of the two volunteers gets there first, he'll still have an awkward moment looking between them and Toriel, holding up the rope for the blanket-sledge. "...Do you have any better ideas than this?"