If Noah weren't a man forged by ice and self control, he would pummel Bart into the ground for the way he spoke to them. If he were half the picture of control that he was he might bite back on how he wouldn't have to be doing such things if the gods-damned people who worked and lived here chose to do it for themselves. But, alas, even with the name Forsaken hung across his shoulders, he was still an Olson and he would not stoop to the man and his biting tongue. His glacier eyes instead only followed him as he grumbled and set off to work in the exam rooms. Sighing some, Noah clicked his tongue against his teeth and followed him, though he branched off briefly to fix a broken exam table in another room.
At first everything seemed to be going well for Bart, despite his poor attitude about the situation he found the outsiders to be in with him. The dust came up easily and the cobwebs followed suit. Bartholomew would find that his exam room was not empty, however. Perhaps it was simply a misstep or it was due to a lack of focus and centering on frustration, but the broom the nurse chose snacked into the side of a cabinet with a half-hanging door. Inside, the Humming Bats stirred. Half a dozen bats made their way into the room and flew frantically around.
Iskra, on the other hand, found more luck and less creatures. Cleaning was not a difficult task in and of itself, but years of neglect created a build up of grime and dirt and gods-knows what else for the abandoned to contend with. It took some elbow grease, but it wasn't enough to hinder his conversational tone.
Noah caught Iskra's question only as he came out of the first exam room, the table's leg repaired. Thankfully it was only a few missing and rusted out screws to be replaced, rather than needing to create an entirely new leg (which the hunter did not have the skills to do). "I've been tasked by Vi to help bring renewal to this land." He said, as short of an explanation he could manage that still gave purpose to the Forsaken's choices.
"You okay in there?" Noah called down the hallway to Bart's exam room, unknowing of the circumstance the nurse found himself in. Shrugging, Noah turned toIskra and asked, "Help me move some of these supplies to the storage room?"
Iskra is successful in his cleaning! Noah has asked him to help move supplies to the storage room. Bartholomew woke up some Humming Bats! What will he do?
At first everything seemed to be going well for Bart, despite his poor attitude about the situation he found the outsiders to be in with him. The dust came up easily and the cobwebs followed suit. Bartholomew would find that his exam room was not empty, however. Perhaps it was simply a misstep or it was due to a lack of focus and centering on frustration, but the broom the nurse chose snacked into the side of a cabinet with a half-hanging door. Inside, the Humming Bats stirred. Half a dozen bats made their way into the room and flew frantically around.
Iskra, on the other hand, found more luck and less creatures. Cleaning was not a difficult task in and of itself, but years of neglect created a build up of grime and dirt and gods-knows what else for the abandoned to contend with. It took some elbow grease, but it wasn't enough to hinder his conversational tone.
Noah caught Iskra's question only as he came out of the first exam room, the table's leg repaired. Thankfully it was only a few missing and rusted out screws to be replaced, rather than needing to create an entirely new leg (which the hunter did not have the skills to do). "I've been tasked by Vi to help bring renewal to this land." He said, as short of an explanation he could manage that still gave purpose to the Forsaken's choices.
"You okay in there?" Noah called down the hallway to Bart's exam room, unknowing of the circumstance the nurse found himself in. Shrugging, Noah turned to
Iskra is successful in his cleaning! Noah has asked him to help move supplies to the storage room. Bartholomew woke up some Humming Bats! What will he do?
Noah Olson
the forsaken
