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discedo_logs2008-06-29 05:16 am
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Complete!
Who: Ocelot and the Sorrow
Where: Gar Road, throughout Discedo
When: Shortly after the Sorrows arrival.
Rating: PG13 at the most?
Summary: Ocelot goes to escort a mysterious newcomer, but the man waiting for him has a surprise in store.
the log:
It had been an eventful couple of days.
Ocelot had barely gotten over the initial surprise of arriving in Discedo before all hell broke lose, literally. Between avoiding getting killed by monsters and getting others to safety he didn't have much time to rest, let alone grasp what was really going on in this place. All that time at Groznyj Grad seemed like a walk in the park compared to this hellhole.
But things had started to settle down, thankfully. He still didn't know what was going on and frankly he was too tired to care right now. At the moment Ocelot just kept himself occupied, helping out wherever he could until he could form a plan.
Turning left up on Gar Road, Ocelot spotted the man he had been talking to a few minutes earlier. No matter who it was, it would certainly bring a sense of familiarity with a fellow Russian in the neighborhood.
"You must be our mysterious arrival. I'm not sure if I should welcome you or offer my condolences."
Where: Gar Road, throughout Discedo
When: Shortly after the Sorrows arrival.
Rating: PG13 at the most?
Summary: Ocelot goes to escort a mysterious newcomer, but the man waiting for him has a surprise in store.
the log:
It had been an eventful couple of days.
Ocelot had barely gotten over the initial surprise of arriving in Discedo before all hell broke lose, literally. Between avoiding getting killed by monsters and getting others to safety he didn't have much time to rest, let alone grasp what was really going on in this place. All that time at Groznyj Grad seemed like a walk in the park compared to this hellhole.
But things had started to settle down, thankfully. He still didn't know what was going on and frankly he was too tired to care right now. At the moment Ocelot just kept himself occupied, helping out wherever he could until he could form a plan.
Turning left up on Gar Road, Ocelot spotted the man he had been talking to a few minutes earlier. No matter who it was, it would certainly bring a sense of familiarity with a fellow Russian in the neighborhood.
"You must be our mysterious arrival. I'm not sure if I should welcome you or offer my condolences."