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<blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 6734130" data-attributes="member: 4936">Death Otter spends about half an hour putting together her go-bag. She's not sure if she'll have to evacuate the church, but prudence demanded she be prepared. The most important things go inside, a few discs of software she'd pressed, her laptop, a couple of thumbdrives and the removable static drive, along with as much cash as she could scrape together (which took most of the time to find) and some snacks and water bottles.Then she goes and finds her gun. She didn't know where it had been stashed, but she figured she'd handed it over in the kitchen and she doubted the hot potato had gone far...so it didn't take long to find it in the freezer. That got put in the go bag, along with the ammo...separately of course. No one wanted to get shot accidentally by their go bag.After that, Otter sat down and had a bite to eat as she mulled things over.It wasn't until she'd finished that she decided to have another look at the octopus. Whether she had to bolt or not, odds were overwhelmingly strong that she'd never get another chance. Otter was no biologist, but she had basic grounding in physical sciences. And of course, she had the sum total of human knowledge at her finger tips.So, laptop tuned to sites on dissection and octopi, she got the sharpest knife in the kitchen she could find, and a bunch of paper towels and some water, and dragged the critter away from her gear...and settled down to see what she could see about the thing that had eaten some junkie and tried to do the same to her.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Shayuri, post: 6734130, member: 4936"] Death Otter spends about half an hour putting together her go-bag. She's not sure if she'll have to evacuate the church, but prudence demanded she be prepared. The most important things go inside, a few discs of software she'd pressed, her laptop, a couple of thumbdrives and the removable static drive, along with as much cash as she could scrape together (which took most of the time to find) and some snacks and water bottles. Then she goes and finds her gun. She didn't know where it had been stashed, but she figured she'd handed it over in the kitchen and she doubted the hot potato had gone far...so it didn't take long to find it in the freezer. That got put in the go bag, along with the ammo...separately of course. No one wanted to get shot accidentally by their go bag. After that, Otter sat down and had a bite to eat as she mulled things over. It wasn't until she'd finished that she decided to have another look at the octopus. Whether she had to bolt or not, odds were overwhelmingly strong that she'd never get another chance. Otter was no biologist, but she had basic grounding in physical sciences. And of course, she had the sum total of human knowledge at her finger tips. So, laptop tuned to sites on dissection and octopi, she got the sharpest knife in the kitchen she could find, and a bunch of paper towels and some water, and dragged the critter away from her gear...and settled down to see what she could see about the thing that had eaten some junkie and tried to do the same to her. [/QUOTE]

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