Yukari Quest V - A Z-Machine Adventure

[Hello Purvis]

> And we didn't even touch anything?
> Close the gap, and look back at the temple.  Is there somewhere we can shelter ourselves from the wind, like a doorway or an overhanging roof?

>You touched something, just only briefly.
>There are a number of columns and debris that could shelter you from the wind.

>_

[日巫子]

> "Why don't we step out of this wind for a moment?"
> Gesture for Mary to follow us towards the nearest column.

[Hello Purvis]

> "Why don't we step out of this wind for a moment?"
> Gesture for Mary to follow us towards the nearest column.

>"Yeah, let's," says Maribel.
>You pull yourself up onto the Temple Island, an unpleasant feat given the pain in your fingers. You also note that you leave some small blood smears when your hand touched the ground. Making your way to the nearest column, the two of you take refuge from the wind.

>_

[日巫子]

> Discretely inspect fingers before wiping them on the inside of our sleeve.
> Do we know what we touched?
> Now that we're out of the wind, let's try opening the storage gap again, and see if we can tilt it slightly towards the ground.  Maybe we can shake out some of our items.

[Hello Purvis]

> Discretely inspect fingers before wiping them on the inside of our sleeve.
> Do we know what we touched?
> Now that we're out of the wind, let's try opening the storage gap again, and see if we can tilt it slightly towards the ground.  Maybe we can shake out some of our items.

>You glance at your fingers, and find that them seem to have been scraped a bit, as if they were drug along the ground. Normally, this kind of thing wouldn't remain more than a short time, but the cause of this is hardly normal. You'll need time to heal it away.
>You are reasonably sure you touched your vise grips.
>You open a small gap and tilt it, causing most of the things you are carrying to slide out into a small heap, save for the disembodied music. Maribel looks toward it all with interest.

>_

[日巫子]

> Agh....put everything back save for the screwdriver and the items that have been tainted by the roots.
> Pick up the screwdriver with our good hand and start scraping away the ichor and roots from the vice grips.

[Hello Purvis]

> Agh....put everything back save for the screwdriver and the items that have been tainted by the roots.
> Pick up the screwdriver with our good hand and start scraping away the ichor and roots from the vice grips.

>You quickly store everything back, then take your screwdriver in hand and begin to pry the roots off from your vise grips. You quickly note that a few of the severed root ends seem to have fused together, while tiny quantities of the ichor continue to weep from the torn portions of them.
>Maribel kneels nearby, watching. After a moment, she says, "More hands."

>_

[日巫子]

> Continue prying the roots away, and when that's done, start scraping off the ichor.
> "Hm?"

[Hello Purvis]

> Continue prying the roots away, and when that's done, start scraping off the ichor.
> "Hm?"

>The roots, you're pleased to see, do not seem to cling any harder than normal roots. But even these little fragments are causing you some worry.
>"Look at the ooze," says Maribel. "It's kinda making hand shapes."

>_

[日巫子]

> "Oh?"
> Pause and take a look at the ichor.

[Hello Purvis]

> "Oh?"
> Pause and take a look at the ichor.

>You have a look at the ichor. It offers you a handshake and says "Now hello there, Misses, I represent Bilko Corporation and we have a number of fine products that will bring ease and satisfaction into your life. Now, tell me what you think of when I say 'steak knives'?