Extrication

[Brian]

"Radio transmissions," Carlos suddenly announces.  "They're rolling out the big guns, so we should get gone."

The little girl says something in Spanish, and Carlos says, "She wants some privacy to dress."  The girl then grabs her clothes and climbs out of bed, walking into the little bathroom nook and pulling a curtain across it.

"This is getting confusing," Sterling says, sighing.  "And how many anchors are there?  I mean, what are the odds of us running into this right when we did?"

[Halbarad]

"That's what I'd like to know," Tim says with a frown. "I thought there weren't more than a bare handful left, and not only do we find one, but we somehow randomly run into another one without even meaning to. Who picked this particular city to come to, anyway?"

[Carthrat]

"I think these are questions to be answered at another time," comments Tom. "Like when we're not in imminent danger of being shot at more."

[Brian]

The girl emerges from the curtain, dressed in sturdy looking overalls and a t-shirt.  After pulling on some shoes, she shakes Kyle to wake him up, and he does so, catching her as she falls asleep, and then standing up, carrying her carefully.

"Okay," Jim says, frowning.  "On to Arizona?"

"Supply closet's this way," Ryan says, turning around, and heading back into the hospital.  Smoke is now lining the ceiling of the corridor, and sirens can be heard in the distance.

[Carthrat]

Tom trails after Ryan, musing. "Say, should I know you or something?" he asks Tim as he goes.

[Halbarad]

"The sooner the better, as far as I'm concerned."

Tim follows Ryan closely, still trying to figure out what the heck is going on - why would this happen in the same place they picked as a halfway point coincidentally?

[Brian]

In short order, everyone is bundled into a supply closet, and then returned to the mine outside of town.

"Once night falls, we can get out of town," David says.  "I think we've got a bit of time to rest in a place we can sure it still somewhat safe before moving on.  This is a little unusual, even for us.  We've never had to fight monsters before."

[Halbarad]

"I just hope it doesn't become a regular occurrence," Tim says dryly. Making sure Kyle and the girl are settled, he takes a moment to search out Tom.

"You said something back at the hospital about a chat room, right?"

[Carthrat]

Tom is leaning against a wall, looking tired.

"That's right," he says, shrugging. "What of it? You seemed kinda interested.. were you into that stuff too?"

[Halbarad]

"Yeah, but it's been a few years since I've done it much."

He pauses for a moment. "How long did you live in Australia before we ran into you, anyway?"

[Carthrat]

"I always did," replies Tom. "Heck, I'd only moved out my parents house a few months ago."

[Halbarad]

"I remember a Sailor Moon RP that a guy named Dune ran a while back, although I hadn't thought about it much until just recently. There was one guy who used to hang out in the room where we talked about it, although he didn't actually play in it. A certain... rodent, who lived in Australia."

Tim watches Tom carefully, trying to gauge any reaction to his words. Although considering how thick and fast the coincidences have been flying around in the past couple of days, if this isn't Carthrat he'll be mildly surprised himself.

[Carthrat]

'Tom' eyes Tim, looking over him carefully.

"Huh. That right," he muses. "Well, it's not that much of a stretch."

He stands up, and glances over at Daniel. "Yeah, I might just be that rodent. Who'd that make you?"

[Halbarad]

"Let's just say that Dune never did manage to make a meal out of me," Tim replies with a grin. "Halbarad's the name you'd probably know me by."

[Carthrat]

"Hah! But last I recall, that was Eb's shtick," says Tom, grinning himself. "Trippy stuff."