Earl F Hampton (Player) wrote:

On Friday 04 April 2008 02:38:40 pm Eris Reddoch (Mod) wrote:

It is an hour of sweaty work before the workers get down to the last few crates. As most of them have been carrying the crates down to the trucks a few have been hoisting the cargo up and stacking it in the trucks. It has occurred to Merrin and Bart that if all three trucks are filled with crates that the workers aren't going to have a ride out of here...maybe they can squeeze in, but otherwise they are going to have walk out.

Bart notes that the workers have been watching him as much as he is watching them as they move in and out of the cargo hold. Perhaps, that is a good thing. If they are paying attention to the man with the sword and pistol they might be less likely to try any pilfering...and they haven't so far.

As a group of three are lifting the third to the last crate, though, there is an incident. One of the workers, a woman, has the crate slip out of her gloved hands. The other three workers try to balance it, but fail and the crate crashes down with a loud thud atop the fallen worker and cracks open.

Packing material flies up from the broken crate, the woman lets out a scream, and workers scramble around the crate. Mirren's view of the accident is partially blocked by Killian, and the excelsior and scrambling workers make it hard for Bart to see exactly what is happening there either.

OOC: Des, you are still there...don't leave yet. :)

Bart billows in his best parade ground voice, "DOOOC," hoping it will be heard on the other side of the bulkhead. His eyes continue to roam the area, especially picking out those he's previously noted as leaders or stragglers with quick glances spared for those he knows are armed, but maintains his self imposed post.

Bart doesn't see anyone making threatening motions. They all seem concerned about the hurt woman or the broken crate. Within a minute it is clear that neither the crate, the cargo, or the woman are badly hurt. The cargo is piled back into the crate, the lid is pushed back down and the woman, limping slightly and rubbing her leg walks back down the ramp where Quirt gives her the evil eye, but doesn't say anything.

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