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  22:37:14  15 February 2011
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... and comments or suggestions are always welcome.
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Ok.
Comment: great story that slowly gets better so it can't be much better.
Suggestion: Keep writing, the longer the story gets the better.
  01:44:39  16 February 2011
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... and comments or suggestions are always welcome.
Ok.
Comment: great story that slowly gets better so it can't be much better.
Suggestion: Keep writing, the longer the story gets the better.
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Comment: thank you very much

Suggestion: duely noted, with the current arch i've got there's plenty chapters of similar size to come, i'm currently aiming at around 20 - 25, so doubling the current number, problem is i now look back at the already posted chapters and realise how much more i could've done. shame but oh well.

Hopefully... i'll have the next chapter tomorrow, depends on how busy i am at work. but keep the comments coming, any suggestions will be taken seriously and worked in if possible.
  11:39:46  16 February 2011
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Chapter 12

The duo stood up and looked at each other, silently trying to figure out what needed doing to prepare them to escort Tamara all the way to Rostock. It would’ve almost been easier to go to the Cordon and get Sidorovich to send the Transmission but, he’d listen in and try it on and it was too much of a risk. Barkeep had a secure… ish room to use for the radio and we could make sure no one could listen in.
“Right, I’m going to check if that Land Rover out front will ever work again.”
“Shouldn’t I have a look at it?”
“Listen, Land Rovers are my sort of vehicle, I’ve owned and repaired plenty, in know what I’m doing.”
“Ok, fair enough, it’d massively reduce travelling time anyway; I’ll get the compressor and transmission frequencies and a few other things together, and then meet you out there if you need any help.”
“Sound, see if you can find something for the Doc” with that Bladewraith clicked the main door controls and walked through casually, it slowly closed behind him.

Crack Crack… Crack Crack 9mm reports travelled though the door almost instantly straight to Wingnut, who grabbed a SIG P226 from the armoury counter and darted for the door hitting the controls in his haste, as the door slowly opened Tamara ran out of the Lab to find out what the noise was. Wingnut raised the pistol to aim as the door opened; a final report rang out as Wingnut stepped out, to see Bladewraith crouched aiming straight down the tunnel.
“What you got… you ok?”
“Fine, just a few rodents, decided to make home in our tunnel here.”
“You hurt?”
“Nah mate I’m fine, it’s all clear.” Bladewraith stood and continued forward towards the damaged Land Rover as Wingnut made his way back inside. From what he could see the Land Rover was in ok condition as far as the Engine bay and lower half the structure was concerned. However, when the Merlin had crashed and slid down the tunnel, assumingly at great speed to have travelled so far, it somehow only clipped the Land Rover, tearing the Windshield, Roof and Side Bulkheads off. He pulled the Bonnet release and it popped up with ease. It was drivable, all for half a tank of fuel that had. Metal rusted much quicker inside the Zone for some reason, some thought it was the increased acidity of the rain, others thought the Radiation effected it, most thought it was a combination of the two, no one was ever certain. But this Land Rover looked in relatively good nick, apart from the upper half. The only reasonable explanation was the tunnel had protected it.

Bladewraith unclipped the air filter and peered inside. “Paper filters, thank god for that” he unscrewed the casing and banged it on the mangled panels; massive clouds of black dust flew out. A few minutes later and the clouds ceased. And Bladewraith put it back together. Checking the oil, it was low, not by much but enough so make a difference. The water had all but disappeared from the radiator and the fan belt Rubber was cracked and warn. After another ten minutes and he’d checked the other fluids and parts and all looked reasonable enough, bits and pieces would need fixing or replacing after a while, but it’d get them to the boat. Bladewraith made his way back inside.

Wingnut turned to see the main door main door opening; he’d managed to find the frequencies in a simple ring bound book. But he’d been staring intently over a 6” Colt Python for to long, he hadn’t got any of Tamara’s kit ready yet. Tamara was just coming of the Lab, placing the final set of documents and a disk into a large, transparent, waterproof Zip Lock folder. Wingnut was searching through the armoury for some kit for Tamara.
“How’d it go?”
“Need a bit of work, but nothing major. Did you notice any spares or fluids lying around?”
“Umm, I think so actually, large box at the back.”
With that Bladewraith went back outside and into the Generator Room, only to lay eyes on the box at the back which clearly stated ‘Land Rover Spares’, only problem was the between Bladewraith and the Box, was a fairly large electro Anomaly, the one that was powering the base in fact. The only way he could see of getting to the box was to crawl along the shelf and drag it back. So he climbed onto the shelving that was running along the back wall, and tried to shuffle along, however the upright supports were a squeeze to get through, especially as he had to be careful, hoping not to set the Anomaly off. He got to the uprights before the box, but they were twisted slightly, and not big enough to fit through. Reaching at the his full length he could almost touch the box, he tried and tried but couldn’t quite reach it, after 5 minutes he gave up, he need something to grab it with.

He began shuffling backwards to get off the shelf, when a small tin that had been on the shelf dropped off and rolled into the room, as the Electro burst into life, bolts of electricity appeared from nowhere arching across the floor and into the air with explosive speed, arch flashes made contact with the shelving, and his hands, that were in contact with them jolted involuntarily as the current passed through them. A single arch made contact with his forearm burning the skin painfully. A small bang came from the other side of the room.

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“Umm, I think so actually, large box at the back.”
Wingnut put the Python down as the main door closed once more, he liked it, he wanted it and he would have it. There was no point in spending too long staring at it; Tamara however watched his eyes on it. Never before had she been worried about the minds of her new friends. But watching Wingnut pay more attention to a gun then… well her was almost upsetting. She put it to the back of her mind. I guess when you’re fighting for your life, Guns are more important than women.
“You know, I think Manning had something you might like.” She disappeared in the sleeping room and returned a few moments later holding a Kangaroo Leather Aus Hat, minus the corks and a leather revolver Holster for the Python, it had .357 rounds looped into the belt for easy access. He smiled as he laid eyes on the holster, the hat wasn’t to his liking, but the holster was perfect. He was about to speak when they were plunged into darkness once more.

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  18:08:52  16 February 2011
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Chapter 13

“You know, I’m starting to get pretty bored of scrambling around in the dark”
“But there hasn’t been an Emission this time.”
Wingnut clicked his torch on and picked the python up, pulling the level back to release the chamber “Empty” he put the python back down and picked the SIG back up and made his way to the door and then outside. The tunnel was clear and his first thought was of Bladewraith. He ran to the Generator Room, the electros buzzed and hummed, but another noise was evident in the black, I low wincing noise. Wingnut shone the light around the room until it came upon the shelves where he spotted his friend, clasping his hands in his shoulders wincing from the pain. He carefully dodged the anomalies until he could reach his friend.
“You alright there bud, what happened?”
“Oh, fine and Dandy. What d’you think?”
“Right come here” Wingnut held the torch between his teeth and grabbed Bladewraith with both hands and dragged him out of the shelf until Bladewraith was able to stand
“Come on, let’s get the doc to check you over”
Wingnut aided Bladewraith as they walked back to the main door, but as it slowly opened, revealing Tamara waiting patiently Wingnut remembered the power.
“Take him, I’ll go sort the power out”
Tamara grabbed hold of Bladewraith and Wingnut disappeared off, returning them to the pitch black of the main room
“One of these days I’ll remember to get a torch”
“Belt…” was all Bladewraith said through the pain, his hands were shaking slightly
She felt around his waist trying to find the torch he spoke of but quickly pulled her hand back when she accidentally groped his backside in her search
“Hey… you gotta pay extra for that.” Bladewraith tried his best to laugh
Eventually she laid hands on the pouch containing his torch and clicked it on before moving him over to the couch, to have a look at his hands.

Wingnut looked around the room, he assumed when the anomaly had discharged it had moved the cables he had used to harness the power, but it was worse than that. Only one of the cables had moved, and it had been thrown into another anomaly, and difference in power is what had caused the outage, it had cross phased and blown the buffer. It would take a while to fix, so he went through and explained the problem to Bladewraith and Tamara. When he walked in he saw Tamara bandaging Bladewraith’s hands.
“How is he?”
“I’m fine!”
“Pretty bad burning to the hands, luckily it looks like that’s the only major problems he’s got?”
“He was close enough for it to have killed him.”
“He said he was on the shelf… perhaps it acted as a faraday cage.”
“I said I’m fine!”
“OK, we heard you the first time, you’ve blown the buffer, and I’ll have it fixed in a couple of hours. Get some rest!”
Bladewraith ignored the last part of the comment, and watched Wingnut leave, and before Tamara could turn to order him to bed, he’d got up and walked over to the armoury, in the faint light given off by his torch which Tamara had laid down on the table.
“Where’d you think you’re going, she asked”
“Bring the torch over here would ya.”
Tamara picked up the torch and walked over and handed it to him.
“If you can’t hold it yourself, then you’re going to bed.” She knew full well he wouldn’t be able to hold it with his hands bandaged like that.
“Fine” was his only response as he took it from her with both hands and placed it in his mouth; he continued looking around the armoury
“That’s not what I meant!” she argued but quickly realised he was ignoring her.
He looked through the cupboards for the first time and realised they were full of boxed ammunition, spare mags, silencers, scopes and importantly, torches. He grabbed one and clicked awkwardly, but nothing happened, he clicked it again before putting it down on the counter and search again for batteries, it took all of 30 seconds to find several boxes on the bottom shelf. He picked one out and handed it to Tamara along with the torch.
“There you go…” she looked at what she’d been given and understood his actions a little better
“Bribing me with a torch, doesn’t mean you get to stay up late.”
“It does if you’ve got a flame back there somewhere,”
“A what?” Tamara looked dumbfounded, and Bladewraith was confused until he remembered the notes, everything was AT-something or other, the team hadn’t known what Stalkers call them
“An orange sphere artefact”
She disappeared into the back but after a while came back with nothing, and shrugged her shoulders
“Ok, get me one that looks like an eye, only it’s a sort of orangey colour” once again she disappeared into the back and after another minute, shouted out
“I think I’ve found the right one, but it’s radioactive.”
“For god’s sake,” Bladewraith stood up and walked through the lab. He didn’t need his torch in the artefact storage room, each container shone out lighting up large portions of the room. He found her with a worried look on her face,
“Why’d you want it?” she sounded genuinely worried
“I assume you tested it, and know it can heal wounds.”
“Yeah but at the cost of flooding the damaged part of the body with radiation”
“It’s fine” he opened the container with difficulty and put his hands inside, quickly the pain began to fade, away, and once it was at a level he was comfortable with he took his hands out and walked over to the container filled with three bubble artefacts. And repeated the process, but left his hands inside much longer.
Tamara looked on completely bemused. Until he pulled his hands out and closed the container. He began to remove his bandages and one they were off, the wounds were almost completely healed, and he had full movement back in his hands.
“That’s… scary and amazing all at the same time”
“Listen, you look at things from a scientific viewpoint, we look at things for survival.”
“But is the radiation gone?”
“Should be. Bubbles are very effective, never tried combine the power of three at once I have to admit.”
“Incredible” was all she could say the grin appearing across his face almost made him look demonic when highlighted by the green glow emanating from the container with the Bubbles.
“Now how’d you like to learn something you’d never learn outside the Zone?”
“Like what?”
“Come with me” replied Bladewraith, as he left the artefact room and clicked his torch back on following his beam of light to the armoury. He searched the cupboards for some Heavy duty gloves, a camping stove and gas, a mess tin and a Medkit. Tamara then followed him to the kitchen where he put all the items on the counter and collected some tin foil, an empty jar, a bottle of olive oil, a wooden spoon, pestle and mortar and some lemon juice. He set the Gas Stove up and lit it on a low heat placing the mess tin on top to warm it up, he strapped his head torch on to make things easier.
“Ok, so today on Ready Steady Cooking in the Zone, we’ll be preparing a simple but effective healing ointment, we want the mess tin warm not hot.” He ripped some sections of tin foil away from the roll and laid them out on the counter. Tamara merely looked on and nodded occasionally. Bladewraith then put both gloves on one hand just about and made his way to the artefact room and came back for a Jellyfish in one hand and an Eye in the other with the gloves on. He placed the Eye in the Pestle and Mortar and began grinding it up
“What are you doing!” cried Tamara, obviously shocked that he was destroying such a valuable artefact
“It’s ok, don’t worry. This stuff is expensive to make, for obvious reasons but it’s worth it.”
“Umm… ok” obviously still panicking as he finished grinding and gently poured the fine powder onto one of the tin foil sheets.
“Ah, could you get my pack of my bed” Tamara didn’t question the request, just disappeared and reappeared a minute late with his old back pack. He finished grinding the Jellyfish up and poured it out onto another tin foil sheet, before shuffling around inside his pack and pulled out three old Kiwi boot polish tins. Opening up the Medkit, he pulled out some Antiseptic Cream, and a box of Painkillers. He broke open the painkillers and placed the powder contents on a piece of tin foil

He got rid of everything he didn’t need and was left with a pile of Ground Jellyfish, another of Ground Eye, a smaller pile of Painkiller powder, the Lemon Juice, Olive Oil, Antiseptic Cream and the wooden. He poured an ample amount of olive oil into the now warm mess tine and poured each of the powders into the tin as well and gentle began stirring the mixture with the wooden spoon he picked up the tube of Antiseptic Cream and squirted a small dollop into the mix, followed by a small dash of lemon juice.
“Ah Bugger! Stir this gently” Tamara walked around the side and stirred away while Bladewraith quickly dashed into the pantry and grabbed some bicarbonate of soda. And poured a little in. and took over stirring again
“Ok… the Eye heals wound right” Tamara nodded “but it gives off Radiation, the Jellyfish on the other hand removes Radiation”
“Ok, but so does that Bubble artefact you used before”
“True, but one Bubble removes as much radiation as three Jellyfishes. And the Eye artefact gives out the same amount of radiation that the Jellyfish can remove. So rather than using three Eyes and a Bubble, which is rather expensive 1 Eye and 1 Jelly Fish works out cheaper and is more than enough for personal use.”
“Ok, it’s a cost thing then”
“Pretty much, the oil helps mix the artefacts up and allows the mixture to be absorbed into the skin faster. The Artefacts don’t however fight infection, that’s what the antiseptic cream is for, not brilliant but a lot better than nothing.
“And the painkillers numb the area so the cream doesn’t sting I assume.”
“Correct” the mixture was starting to thicken and he turned off the gas. And took scoops and scraped them into the old Polish Tins
“But what about the lemon”
“If you were hurt and I came to help with something that smelt as bad as this stuff, you wouldn’t want it.”
“You mean you make it smell nice.”
“Pretty much” Bladewraith poured the rest of the mixture that didn’t fit in the tins into the empty jar for easier storage. He then handed her one of the tins, “one for you, one for me, and one for Wingnut”
“Where did you learn this stuff, a guy we met a couple of years back, taught us, they say he was the first ever Stalker”
“Wow, but how, why, I thought you Stalkers sold everything you found”
“Most do, take into account, me and Wingnut, we’re not Artefact hunters, we’re explorers, which by definition means we’re far away from help most of the time. Most Stalkers, get hurt, make their way to a safe area, and get treated by a Medic, this is something for carrying around and is bloody expensive to make, and this is the first batch I’ve made for some time. But you can make a lot of money making this stuff, providing you get the mixture right.”
Tamara’s response was interrupted by the lights coming back on.
“Ah, Finally” Exclaimed Bladewraith

End of Chapter

As always, post comments i want to know what people like and don't like, the artefact science and ointment thing is something i've been toying with for a while, i like it but does anyone else?
  18:54:01  16 February 2011
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Oh, I loved this last chapter!! Its an excellent idea! wish I had come up with it... =P
  19:04:40  16 February 2011
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Oh, I loved this last chapter!! Its an excellent idea! wish I had come up with it... =P
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Cheers, tell you what bud, come up with an idea of some medicine, or even food that could incorporate artefacts and i'll build something around it and name it after you.

PS: You know Davis, i'm beginning to think you and Dania are the only ones still reading, so thank you very much to both of you
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Cheers, tell you what bud, come up with an idea of some medicine, or even food that could incorporate artefacts and i'll build something around it and name it after you.

PS: You know Davis, i'm beginning to think you and Dania are the only ones still reading, so thank you very much to both of you
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Its a great story, and a great idea! Its a pleasure

I will be consulting the muse later tonight! I have an appointment [evil smile] May the artifact be a new one? Or an existing one? Bubble's are the green artifacts right?(haven't been in the Chernobyl zone in a while, only the Koeberg one =P)
  19:57:16  16 February 2011
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Its a great story, and a great idea! Its a pleasure

I will be consulting the muse later tonight! I have an appointment [evil smile] May the artifact be a new one? Or an existing one? Bubble's are the green artifacts right?(haven't been in the Chernobyl zone in a while, only the Koeberg one =P)
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Yeah Bubbles are green that remove Radiation with no Negative

If you want to create a new one you can, but i'll need a description of it and what it does, negative and positive.
  20:38:08  16 February 2011
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Agh, nevermind! I'll just use existing ones I'll e-mail my idea to you. Dunno if you'll be able to use it but I think it fits in these two's line of work!
  23:00:20  16 February 2011
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What a shame if only davis and I read this story. This story is on par with Snorkbait.

Wishfull thinking: Can Blade make an artefact ointment for me too? I suffer from incurable backpain so I need something that at least removes the pain while I sleep so I can get some genuine rest. I haven't felt really rested for years.
 
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