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Shit. I'm moving already, eyes in the middle distance. I go over to our pile of equipment and pull out my rifle. While I'm rummaging (I keep it around, but I rarely expect to use it, so it's at the bottom of the pile), I tell Marmot, "One of the jo…
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What should I be on the lookout for?
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Read a sitch: (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 3, 5. Total: 9) Sharp, 1 XP
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I've learned not to ignore that feeling. I stop, suddenly, and hold a hand up a Marmot. I wait a beat, listening, and my eyes dart around the cavern, looking for something out of place.
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I let out a deep breath and laugh with her. "Whatever else we need to do down here, we can do it with light and heat." I put a hand on her shoulder. "It's been a long few days, and I need to think about where we go from here. Let's go home." I t…
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Can't blame her, on either count. "I don't know, but it seems like some kind of big explosion up top. Unless there are a bunch more like it, I think we're okay." "As for moving... You're right, it's hard to get down here, and nobody knows where to…
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Shit. I'm not claustrophobic, but I don't want to die in an ice cave collapse any more than anyone else does. Also, I just put too much work into this to have it buried again. There's this tingly feeling you get when you might die suddenly and the…
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"Yes. This is why we go into dead strange machines in the dark... things like this." I'm packing up, looking appraisingly at the space around me. Enough room for a hold, and enough power for a city... it's a treasure I don't know if I have the stre…
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I pack the cases back up to haul them out where I can look at them. I reach for the book in the skeleton's hands, too. While I'm here, I'll go through his pockets, make sure I don't miss anything. Before we leave, though, I want to take another lo…
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Butter and the Sky Mote... Well, I've got admit, I'd let that stuff slide a little. Still, she could see it was all still there, and I've got some plans drawn up that I tried to talk her through. She left unhappy, but she came in unhappy, too. I'll …
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So. Merrell stripped it as well as he could-- but not as well as I could. I'll be back, with tools. For now, I'll head out and find Marmot.
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I follow this man's trail, making marks on the wall to be able to retrace my steps. Maybe Merrell couldn't open the door, or even know where to look.
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Opening brain: (Rolled: 2d6+3. Rolls: 6, 5. Total: 14)
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Looted. Guess I should have known. It could still be instructive if I could take some time with it. I turn to leave, but I remember one thing-- I got the feeling from the outside that this wasn't just carrying normal weapons, but maybe something we…
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Enough power for the whole city. Enough parts and wire to keep me happy for years. Maybe I need to be thinking about how to get my shop down here, instead of how to get this to my shop. Well, this is just scouting. I'll reverse the trail and try to…
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What's wrong with this, and how can I fix it?
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Things speak: (Rolled: 2d6+3. Rolls: 1, 4. Total: 8)
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So, he didn't get everything. Heck, he left the biggest treasure sitting right here, just because no one knows how to use it. Yet. Some of these markings are familiar, from the Sky Mote. I might be able to learn something by looking at them togethe…
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Incredible. All right, I can't spend the weeks down here I want to. Not yet, anyway. It's a vehicle. That means it's got heart and a head-- some kind of power source, some kind of piloting gear. If I can identify something that carries steering s…
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Lemma: I feel a flash of disappointment. Who could look at something like this and not want to go inside? But she's already pushed herself today further than most people ever will. And it does smell pretty bad in there. Maybe one day she'll find …
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Lemma: The good stuff is gone. I'd kind of hoped the collapse would have prevented Merrell from exploring the find, but no. He took the good stuff. Also, he killed forty-some people and destroyed half of the town's mining infrastructure. And he to…
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I wrap my scarf high around my nose and mouth and check out the hatch. I have to remind myself that I'm also here to figure who was responsible for the tunnel collapse and not just to play with pre-Freeze artifacts. 3 questions: Who handled this la…
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Things speak: (Rolled: 2d6+3. Rolls: 6, 4. Total: 13)
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Huh. I mean. Huh. Well, I'll take a walk around it. It looks like only a little bit of it is out of the ice. How big is the whole thing? Then I'll start looking at the part I can see, trying to figure out what this thing is for.
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I smile. I like when things fall in place, even when the thing itself is ugly. I go over to Marmot, put one hand on her shoulder, look her in the eye. "Yes. That's why we do it, even though..." I gesture at the quickly-freezing mess and don't fini…
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Lemma: I give her space, standing near her but behind, out of view. "Oh. Yes, that would be painful. I'm sorry." A few seconds later. "Did they tell you anything? Listening is frequently unpleasant, but sometimes you'll hear something important.…
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Lemma: When the vision fades, I make note of the locations I saw. I start drawing up a map of the cavern. Oh, and I check on Marmot. If she got anything out of the exercise, the first time can be... disconcerting. Hers will have been under better …
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Opening my brain: (Rolled: 2d6+3. Rolls: 1, 3. Total: 7)
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Lemma: "These used to be mines. There was an explosion and they collapsed. I'm trying to find out why." She's seen me do this once before, with the Sky Mote. I wonder if she'll be able to follow where I'm going. "This is the other part of how I t…
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My first instinct is to prod around-- I brought Hadden's rangefinder and a stack of papers, planning to map out the cavern. But it's quiet here. This is it. It's us, and whatever we can build, whatever we can carve out of the ice. And the ice is a…