Winchester/Fairfield Expedition - The Town of Fairfield

[winfield]

[You saw the towns some time ago, but it still took a good couple hours of treading past the farmland around it before you actually reached it. They have a distinctly "old western" type of feel to them, with their dusty, unpaved dirt roads and the collection of buildings-- most of them obviously wooden-- sitting side-by-side along either side of the road.

More observant residents may notice that the nearer they come to the town, the more people that look up and notice, and subsequently hurry off or head inside. And even if you didn't notice it as you closed in, it sure becomes apparent once you step under the archway of the town; there's no one around. The tumbleweed that rolls by almost seems to be mocking the residents.

Another thing that becomes apparent is the state of the town. Besides having gone eerily quiet, some of the buildings have been wrecked. There are gouges in the wood, where it hasn't been punched through or torn apart. Rails are broken, and a few of them even have damaged or missing doors.

Are they too late?]

DR. BREWER | HEATH | RECONSTRUCTION

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Dr. Brewer

[vesania]

[And while other people duck and hide, one middle aged man, followed by a teenage boy, come out to greet them. The boy stands back for now, occasionally winking at a few of the ladies, while the man clears his throat]

You'll have to excuse my people's reactions, we've had a rough couple of days. A rough couple of years, really.

[He takes a moment to study their faces, frowning softly]

I'm...afraid I don't recognise any of you. What group are you travelling with?

[kungfuwitch]

[Instantly recognizing his voice, Phoebe steps up to him with a reassuring smile]

It's okay. Their reaction is understandable. [She pauses, holding out a hand]

My name's Phoebe Halliwell. We heard your message and we've come to help.

[encryptedlock]

[York holds up an open palm in greeting.]

Glad to see you're still in one piece. My name's York, and I guess we're our own group. We heard the radio distress call.

[He frowns a little, glancing around the town. It had been years, but his own farmhouse should be around here somewhere.]

What kind of fortifications have you set up? Do you have good weapons?

[princelyspirit]

[Utena's blood chills when she sees the wreckage. Her mind flashes immediately to the last expedition, of the settlement obliterated by the crashed ship, and her face pales as she's nearly overcome with nausea. She clenches her hand into a fist, focusing on the sharpness of her nails against her palm, and forces herself to breathe slowly and evenly. Still tense, she looks towards the doctor and the young teen She only has one question on her mind]

How is everyone? Did you all escape, or...?

[wilder]

[Zelos is standing nearby, watching and observing the situation and what other people say to him]

So we heard from the distress signal.

[And bluntly as ever]

The things attacking you, were they bug people?

[cyan_maid]

[There's a note of familiarity in the man's voice, though Jane knows she's never seen him before. Her gaze breaks from the destruction in the town to look at him, war fork propped over her shoulder. She came prepared for a fight, it seems.]

Um...we're travelling together as a group of our own, sir. We heard a distress call and wanted to come and help. You wouldn't happen to be the fellow who sent it, would you?

[There might also be a curious eye for that winking boy. Doesn't miss a trick, this one.]

[waterproofed]

Hey, no big deal man. [he waves to the teenage boy in a friendly-type way]

We're our own group. We're here to help.

[pompous_today]

[Simon was set on edge by the town- it reminded him a little too much of the time he and River had been kidnapped and brought to a town much like this one, and nearly been burned to death.

Still, he knew what he had to do, and so he approached the man who appeared to be the leader, med kit in hand.]

We heard a distress message and came to assist. Is there anybody who needs medical attention?

Re: Dr. Brewer

[hard_talker]

[Mark waits for a lull in the conversation before he approaches, toting his boombox and a backpack]

Uh, Dr. Brewer? ... My name's Mark Hunter. I, uh ... I wondered if you needed any help with your radio equipment. I brought some spare parts from my own stuff...

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine does a double take as the man approaches. 'He looks like CLU... He sounds like CLU!' But it couldn't be. CLU was a program, unable to age, and this guy had developed grey hair. Still, it was reeaaally disconcerting.

She won't let that get in the way of at least trying to be friendly, though.]

If it's been as bad as the transmission sounded, yeah, I'd say they have enough reason to be skittish.

Oh, this is our whole travel group. We're here to help you.

[wishmadeinfire]

<sub>[ Ashura nods to the man, glad he had made the decision to keep his weapons either stowed away (like his fan) or sheathed. He wished he was not quite so dust and sweat coated from their traveling, but he would have to make do with first impressions as is.

He casts a smile at the young boy, hoping to put him at ease, relaxing his own posture. ]</sub>

One can hardly blame you. We react that way at times too, after all. We can assure you, though, we did not come with the intention to harm but to aid however we can. You did send the message, did you not?

Re: Dr. Brewer

[toobravehearted]

[Noting as much as he can around the town, the Doctor thinks he knows what he sees, suspicious and scared people, rightly so. Removing his hat as he steps forward, he approaches the man that had greeted them.]

[On his face is a concerned frown, tempered with a little relief that they did get here in time to help.] Your voice, sir, it was yourself that made the radio distress call? A lot of us agreed that it was the least we could do to offer our help.

Re: Dr. Brewer

[the_effect_she_has]

[Katniss was doing a perimeter check, and when she came back on her horse, she noted everyone talking to the Doctor, and the kid. She climbed off her horse, making sure that her bow was easy to pull free, as well as her knife, before she approached the duo.]

You must be the Doctor. I'm Katniss Everdeen. I just checked your perimeter -- it looks clear for now. But can you give us some details on the attacks, so we know what we're going to be dealing with?

Re: Dr. Brewer

[silentrunning]

[Chell's kept silent so far. But when the doctor introduces himself, she waves. She heard that broadcast too. Her eyes flick around nervously, but finally she does speak.]

I don't know what help I can be, but I will help in any way I can. My name is Chell.

Re: Dr. Brewer

[lara_the_explorer]

[Lara lowered her gun and puts it away seeing the people's reactions. She stopped her horse and gets down from it to meet the man]

This has been going on for years? My god...

I'm Lara Croft. We've heard a radio message and we're here to help you, sir.

[sworn]

[As others move to greet Dr. Brewer, Vereesa takes a bigger interest in those that are trying to remain hidden. Even with her normally keen vision dulled to human standards, she still notices their subtle movements in the windows and behind swinging doors.

She furrows her brows and tentatively approaches what was once a saloon.]

[fuckelves]

[Thorin's regal blue eyes scanned the surroundings. He feels a macabre familiarity with the destruction surrounding the town, but he keeps quiet.]

[He does not recognize Dr. Brewer, nor the others who greet him. But he does recognize the oddly quiet Elf.]

[Though Thorin would rather pull out his own teeth with his smith's tongs than share an Elf's company, he does not feel being alone in this place would be safe. Plus, the Elf seems to be heading to a building that resembles the old taverns of his world.]

[Who is Thorin to refuse a drink?]

Didn't figure you Elves enjoyed drinkin'.

[To say nothing at all would have been impolite...or so he thinks.]

Heath

[hotdate]

[The teenage boy accompanying Brewer seems to have gotten bored of all the standing around, so he steps forward]

Okaaaay, so we've got some conquering heroes, that's awesome. The Doc kind of minored in hospitality, so if any of you need food or rest or whatever, I can show you the places you need to be.

[He snaps his fingers and gestures to...pretty much every female in the group] Especially you foxy ladies. Click-click-rawwwr.

Anyone up for a chance to take five, hop aboard the Heath Train.

[And he'll just be starting off towards the tavern, follow him if you dare wish]

[cyan_maid]

[Jane balks a little at the gesture. It's like another version of those gosh-diddly darned pistols and a wink she is so totally over and done with. What is this dude's deal?]

You're not very...discriminatory, are you?

[hard_talker]

Soooo, you're the guy I should be bringing this to, huh? [Mark holds up his radio with a grin]

[eat_me_beat_me]

The "Heath Train?"

[Nora raises an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed with this dude's pickup lines.]

[acesarewild]

[these two can start the cool hair club, right?]

I'll take more than five, if you've got 'em to spare. [he hitches up his pants and spits, adapting a southern accent] Don't reckon y'all got any sars-a-par-illa 'round these parts.

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine just gives him a very judgmental stare. You better not have been gesturing at her, buster. Seriously, she looks thirteen. Have some standards!]

[ino]

[ a bit of a grimace at the terrible flirting, omg. heath ... she's just debating whether to follow or whether to find someone else less weird to show her where to go ]

Reconstruction!

[princelyspirit]

[After a chat with their host, Utena sets out to spread the news: the good doctor has requested repairs. To the fence and gate, particularly, but there's more! Walls and lookout spots need to be fixed (or built) before the collectors return, and the buildings could use some love, too. If you're not busy with anything else and you look like you're handy with a hammer, you may be hijacked by a pink haired teenager with a toolkit. Let's get moving!]

was gonna do a section for exploring the town but this is BETTER, ty!

[fanstheflame]

[Gale definitely looks handy, that's for sure. when Utena catches his attention, he ambles over]

Yeah? What do you need?