Lost in Dreams (Jack Kilpatric)

[ericthered]

Jack Kilpatric () dreamed strangly that night -- of a strange red landscape. The dirt was red and sparsely vegatated. Folks went about their business in a town that seemed to drag along. Soldiers in what would be drab tan uniforms in another other landscape were all about, buying goods and gaurding places. Here, the tan stands out brightly from the red overtones. Everyone wears clothing as though the land is cold. In some ways the landscape reminds Jack of a western film. In other ways, its just wrong and alien.

Not far away, men work hard to fix a torn up railroad. Some of the teams are soldiers. Some of them are civilians supervised by soldiers. Horses graze on the scraggly plants.

Jack wakes to the sound of gun shots. His eyes flash open. He's in a room somewhere. There's a bed, but he's not on it. He's on the floor. and naked. The man in the bed is rising to his feet. Someone hits the floor. There are other bodies down there. And blood. And a clash of two swords together.

[Justin_Bedard]

> Jack: React.

With all the grace of a goose, Jack flails about, trying to get up. He quickly checks the entirety of the room for more details, while trying not to feel awkward from the odd situation he's in.

Once he's found out where exactly he is, Jack addresses the man on the bed if they'd spotted him.

[Vision Per Roll, uh... maybe a social roll...?]

[ericthered]

Two men are fighting with swords. Both of the weapons are glowing brightly. And not just glowing to his eyes, but glowing to his mind as well. An odd feeling. Its quite tight in this room.

Another man with a sword has been run through with a bayonet. While the wounded man has a fading 'glow' about him, the man with the riffle did not. Everyone except the man on the bed is wearing a drab tan matching uniform. Two men are reaching to get the man on the bed. Everyone is moving as fast as they can. The bayonet man turns to look at Jack. Who says...

[Justin_Bedard]

(Sorry for the slow reply, I was busy moving this weekend...)

Jack takes in the scene with a somewhat empty expression on his face. He makes certain to get out of the way of the approaching uniformed men.

"Uh..."

If the combatants don't acknowledge Jack, he'll wait until they leave the room.

If they react with hostility, he'll start running out of the room.

If One of the uniformed men acknowledge Jack, he'll try to talk with him.

[ericthered]

(He's been acknowledged with body language)

"Who is he?" The man continues pointing his gun at Jack, though its held better for stabbing than shooting.

The man who was on the bed and already moving out of the room glances back as he is rushed out of the room, and though his face is surprised, he says nothing.

The two swordsmen continue their duel.

[Justin_Bedard]

Jack, more than slightly confused (and just slightly frightened), raises his hands in an non-threatening manner and responds in what he thinks is a calming tone.

"Uh... I am, no one important. Could you please tell me where I am?"