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 “I heard they’ve got monsters and dinosaurs out there.” Camryn said with a raised brow. She had plopped herself on Chris’ bed while he was finishing packing his suitcase. His daughter had finally gotten over the fact that she couldn’t come along with but she was still as curious as ever and demanded that Christopher bring her back a souvenir.<br/>
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“Well I won’t know until I show up.” He zipped up the leather duffel bag and turned toward his daughter. Camryn favored her father greatly, dark red hair and soft light eyes.<br/>
“Is it really dangerous?” Christopher paused and looked up at the young girl, sitting on the corner of his bed as staring down at her swinging feet before she met his gaze.<br/>
“Well,” he said as he made his way over to her. “Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore,” he quoted. “Yes it may be dangerous. However, life is either a daring adventure or else it means nothing. Sometimes not playing it safe can lead you to unexpected places.” He drew his daughter in then and placed a kiss on her forehead. “I promise to bring you back the best souvenir in the world.”<br/>
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Leaving his daughter wasn’t necessarily easy. Sure Christopher had been on work trips for extended periods of time but this was literally going off the grid. There was no telling what this trio would bring and of course the fact that he’d be attending with strangers made him just as nervous. Still. He had faith that perhaps the selected would work well enough together. At the end of the day, Chris’ biggest concern was finding the Emerald Jungle.<br/>
His hands ran through his hair before falling back to his legs where nimble digits tapped an imaginary piano along his leg. The closer they got to the tarmac, the more excited he became. For years he had thought of going on this journey and now he had the chance. His eyes looked down at the watch around his wrist. If only his grandfather were here would he have thought to bring him along. Christopher could only hope that this adventure wouldn’t be a bust.<br/>
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When the black car came to a halt, he looked out to see the plane which appeared already filled with the others who would be joining. Christopher was admittedly curious as to who would be joining them on this trip. The car door was opened for him and his bag offered up. He adjusted the sleeves of the black long sleeve he wore before slinging his bag across his shoulder. He started for a male with long black hair who he presumed to be their host.<br/>
“Viotto is it? I’m Christopher.” His eyes briefly glanced up through to the window to get an eye of the others up close. He was excited to get started.</div></span>