The Sky Hut [Game Thread]
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				Title: <strong>The Sky Hut [Game Thread] </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 17:28:06</strong>
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				As the first rays of sunlight carefully crept over the horizon and started to warm up the earth, the nightshift of the Cloudweaver prepared to tuck in and get some sleep. The nightshift contained only a handful of people used to keep the basic functions of the ship working through the night. Soon the ship’s deck would be bustling with life and the smell of breakfast, coffee and other kinds of food would fill the air. Water would pour from the bottom of the ship, drainage from the communal showers and the ship would come alive. Children would go to school, traders would go to their stall and everybody would go to his or her stations.<br><br>Before all that would happen though, the foraging and hunting party was already up. They would get down on the ground at first light. Not only was it cooler (at day the temperatures could get up to 30 celcius on deck and even higher under the trees) it was the safest time. <br>At night there was the risk of getting the lines tangled up in the trees and the animals would be more active but at day, every bandit in the area would see the ship hoovering above the treetops. <br><br>After the apocalypse, the ground had been a lawless land of thugs and criminals and if you would get caught by them, you were given up. If you were lucky you were killed on sight but rumours told of torture, rape and even cannibalism. <br>For this reason the hunting party was well armed and skilled in battle. A few gatherers would simply gather fruits and vegetables and other edible sources but the majority was hunter and fighter. <br><br>At the captains command, the lines would be dropped and the party would rappel down the lines onto the ground. The fighters would go first to secure a parameter and then the rest would go down. When the party would come back, they’d sign to the ship and hooks and baskets were lowered for the supplies. Then the party would go back up again. Ideally, the whole routine would take no more than 30 minutes. Any longer on the ground and the risk of running into wildlife and bandits gets too high. <br><br>The group was well armed and prepared for the dangers that lay ready to pound them at any given moment. Swords, slingers, home made guns, the party had it all. Some party members were given some information on the local produce and what to look for and what to leave behind. As every region of the new world was different, the ship traded the abundance of wares with other ships before going onto the next.<br><br>Today was a simple resupply mission. Last night the people on the Cloudweaver celebrated the 100th year anniversary of the Cloudweaver and the simple supplies had to be refilled. Fruits, vegetables, roots and meat. Because of the dramatic rise in temperature, some fruits had doubled their size or even more and together with some new fruits, never before known in the old world, they were in abundance. The same goes for the vegetables and roots. Meat however was a different story. <br><br>Because the herbivores had an abundance of food, the carnivores had as well, with the result that the animals had also grown in size. Not only had they grown, some animals had evolved or mutated slowly. The group all agreed that two good sized animals would be better than a dozen or two of rodents. (Rodents too had gone bigger and rabbits now are the size of a medium dog) The bigger the animal, the bigger the risk obviously.<br><br>The group leader would decide the prey once they were on the hunting mission. Three fighters orso would stay behind and guard the landing zone. Back above on the Cloudweaver, scouts kept an eye on any movement they could see and report it all back to the party leader on the ground.
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				Post by: <strong>eiselmann</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 20:04:07</strong>
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				Captain Lucas Mcleod sat in what passed for his dining room, in reality it was that and quote a bit more often hosting meetings with various crew members, always an armoury ,the ship had a small supply of personal and even heavy weapons from before the apocalypse ,well maintained, there were however only used in the gravest of emergencies defined by his grandfather , the first captain owner and designer of this vessel as ..."Oh shit we're being invaded enemy on the deck'.<br><br>As captain his quarters were larger than any others on board the Cloudweaver, people assumed the name came from a desire to show what the ship was intended to be capable of, literally weaving around clouds, but in actually it was a near hybrid of the name Mcleod and his grandmothers maiden name..Weaver. Of course Mcleodweaver would have been a less showy name.<br><br>Lucas took a bite of bacon , pigs had become the size of ponies and a lot leaner , some of the more organised land clans keep them as a domesticated food supply but most had gone wild and the boars were viscous, nasty buggers with tusks that could rip a human apart on seconds. He was looking at a map of the old world , the world that was and the one that would be again, they had been to this area once before, ten years earlier, his father had made notes that the crew had found a research building at a spot twenty miles north of where the ship was currently sighted, the only problem the place was home to a rather nasty bunch of bandits or at least it was ten years ago. On the ground territory could be quite fluid with clans loosing and gaining as they grew stronger or weaker and on rare occasion peacefully merged.<br><br>Lucas sat back and sighed , no one here was alive when his Grandfather was open about the real purpose for the Cloudweaver and none believed it was anything other than a fools errand, so the old man had stopped talking about it to the crew and instead it became a family secret, one he needed to pass on should he fail in his bid to complete his grandfather dream. For an heir, he needed a wife, he had bedded many of the women on the ship and some , some appealed greatly , one of two even rivalled his Clara, killed four days after his wedding 11 years early, but he had his revenge, his memory flicked to the man that had killed his new bride, four days later the man was begging , screaming for mercy, there had been none.<br><br>Lucas looked back at the map and tapped the mark his father had made that was there next goal but he wasn't going in blindly they would scout the area first, he was determined to get in that building but not at the risk of losing people, well at least not too many people.<br><br>Getting up he picked up the remainder of the bacon and walked out of his personal rooms and on to the deck , his eyes making sure all were doing there job and as usual , all were. Someone handed him the night watch report and his morning began in earnest.
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				Post by: <strong>Prince Truhan</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 23:10:43</strong>
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				Robur woke early, he had been in the landing party for so long that the moment to wake was ingrained in him. He also had made sure that those on watch knew he was awake that early, his daughter was going down so should she need backup he wanted to be available. She was more than capable of fending for herself but he still felt better knowing he was still somehow watching her without letting her know.<br><br>In order to get his off of the ground he took out his personal design. He spread the paper on his desk and took a look at it. On the paper there was a ship that would be much faster than the Cloudweaver and just as big, it had increased maneuverability and would be more resistant under attack. The clipper of clouds, as he had named it in honor of a very old book he carried with him, would be amazing, if he could figure out how to reduce it's need for constant energy. Anyone with sense would call it a fool's dream but it was still his, and he had made little improvements on it by years, maybe someday he would be able to make it happen. Even if people would never trade the Cloudweaver for another ship.<br><br>Slowly he jotted down some notes about the last calculations he had made and sat the drawing aside deciding to do something more productive and returned his focus to the gun designs for he wished to be able to send the people down without slings, or at least for them to have them only as backup.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>ElCapitan</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 05:25:03</strong>
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				Talon rolled out of his bed, hitting the floor of his cramped little cabin loudly.&nbsp; Standing and stretching slowly, he yawned as the thin blanket fell from his body.&nbsp; Pressing against his back, all of his joints popped and cracked like a man twice his age.&nbsp; Sleeping every night in that hammock was not doing him any favors.&nbsp; Grabbing the bottle of water by his small sink, Talon began washing the taste of sleep from his mouth.&nbsp; The sink and toilet was literally a step away from his hammock, which was suspended over the pile of things he could call his own.&nbsp; Nothing too much, as he preferred to keep things simple. A few tools, a few sets of clothes, and a collection of keepsakes hidden in the shadows of the pre-dawn light. A casual glance out of the port hole gave Talon a shock.<br><br>The sun was almost up. The first rays of light were peeking over the horizon.&nbsp; Any moment the hunting party would ride down the lines and begin the critical search for food and supplies.&nbsp; It was a hunting party that Talon was supposed to be part of.&nbsp; With a flurry of near panic mumbling, he grabbed his pants, nearly jumping into them.&nbsp; Stomping into his boots, Talon fell over, taking up the entire floor of his tiny cabin. Somehow the boots were laced before he managed to stand, and in a rush the huge man sped out of the cabin, through the small galley and onto the deck in little more than three steps. A singe piece of fruit was missing from the bowl on the skill dark counter.<br><br>The Longfathom ship had been a part of the Cloudweaver for nearly thirty years.&nbsp; Over that time the repairs and adjustments had blurred the line between them. All of the power, water, and food that Talon had came direct through the larger ship.&nbsp; And much larger it was.&nbsp; The ship Talon's family had arrived in was little more than a dinghy.&nbsp; Some old weekend cruiser from before during the old times.&nbsp; Talon's grandmother wouldn't stop talking about it, telling stories as though she had been there herself.&nbsp; The old woman was losing her mind, and probably believed her own wilder and wilder stories.&nbsp; But still, harmless tales would entertain the children on board. Children that Talon nearly trampled on his rush to the launching bay.<br><br><em>Kids already going to class?</em> He thought, a banana nearly half a meter long tucked under his arm. <em>I must be late!</em>&nbsp; Dodging along the narrow walkways, Talon made it to the launch bay, cursing himself to see the lines ready and several of the hunting party ready to go.&nbsp; But not everyone. Breathing a sigh of relief, he began reading his weapons and tools. Bow, quiver of arrows, machete, hunting knife, and all set in his satchel just as he left it.&nbsp; Slinging the strap over his shoulder, he saw a pair of girls whisper and giggle from across the open bay.&nbsp; Feeling his face heat up, he tried to ignore it and instead start eating his banana breakfast.
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				Post by: <strong>mj2002</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 07:15:02</strong>
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				Aurora had woken up very early in the morning, knowing that a resupply mission had been scheduled. Carefully, she stepped out of her small bed. It was situated in a small room of her own next to her father's room and she didn't want to wake him up just yet. She knew he was used to waking up early as well, but she knew also that he needed his sleep. The bed squeaked as she emerged from it. she greatly preferred it over the hammocks that most people on the ship were limited to, but the squeaking was something she found annoying. She really liked her father, but it wasn't as if he needed to know <em>everything</em> that Aurora was up to. Quickly, she put on her clothes, grabbed her essential gear and made her way from her tiny bedroom to the communal washing area. She'd take a shower later, but she wanted to freshen up her face a little and put her hair right.<br><br>Looking all fresh, she continued her way to a good friend of her father's who always had a quick meal for her whenever she was going on an early morning mission. She sat down with the middle aged couple and hastily ate the fruits they'd prepared for her. She thanked them and left for the area where the ground party would meet up, right after she'd chugged down a cup of water. Arriving at the place where they'd be going down soon, she saw a few people had already arrived. she greeted them and gave them an approving nod. <br><br>She went on to check her gear and verify that her small handgun was still in perfect condition. It was one of her most prized possessions, since it was one of the few firearms on board the ship. It didn't exactly have the accuracy of a longbow, or enough projectile velocity to hit an escaping wild animal, but the stopping power was impressive and thus served mostly as a short range defensive weapon. The fact that it could also be loaded with darts made it a versatile enough weapon to replace a normal bow and arrow.<br><br>As she was checking the rest of her gear, she noticed someone hastily making their way to the group. She looked up and saw Talon approaching as if his behind was on fire. She chuckled at the sight of him. "<strong>Nice shirt, Talon</strong>", she said as she let her eyes gaze upon his bare chest. "<strong>Glad you could join us this morning</strong>", she continued in a more serious tone. She looked around the group that had gathered for the mission but noticed that not everyone had arrived yet.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 13:47:00</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Delilah</strong></span><br><br>Because I was among the newest on the ship, my own ship was on the outer ring and back of the Cloudweaver, allowing me to have a free and open view from my room. The downside was that I had a loose connection to the main ship rather than a solid board. When I got up, I didn't bother with a shower, knowing I would get all sweaty and dirty from the trip. I'd take one later on. While still in bed I did some stretching exercises. <br>Nobody knew it but I knew the ground better than anybody else. I'd lived there for my entire life and this whole floating thing was new for me. In the short time I had been on the ship, I'd made some friends but none good enough to share my secret with.<br><br>When I jumped out of bed, I got my clothes on. The dark blue rags I had since I was on the ground, the leather thigh boots I had stolen from my bandit gang before leaving. My belt was a gift from my dad. It wasn't anything special but it was the only memory I had. On it there were some pockets and rings in which I kept my belongings and a grinding stone. Attached to the belt was the shoulder strap that held the sheath for my blade. A quick splash of water on my face and a quick breakfast of bread and cheese later I left my room.<br><br>Because I had a loose connection, meaning only some ropes, I had to first haul my own ship in to the Cloudweaver and then climb on the deck. It was a bit perilous but the captain had said they would give me a solid connection with a small bridge and all that. <br><br>It was early enough to still be dark and although some people were up, most were still in bed. This I thought was the best time of the day. I greeted some people I knew and got to the landing area. While I got my harness on, I saw Aurora join us as well and then Talon. It never stopped to amaze me how big some people could get. I smiled at Aurora's comment and waited for the drop order from the captain. Once on the ground, Aurora was in charge but up here it was the captain.<br><br><strong>"Where's the captain? We should be going..."</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>CarnivorousBunny</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 08:06:03</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: arial black;" class="bbc_font"><span class="bbc_u">Pagasa</span></span><br><br>The dormitories were a little cramped, and the faint smell of baby excrement was ever present in the narrow hallways.&nbsp; After a hundred years, that smell was never going to go away.&nbsp; Being quite popular with the young children, Pagasa sometimes found her own mat with a puddle of piddle, but this morning was not one of those mornings.<br>Pagasa's routine always started with her eyes snapping open before the sun itself wakes.&nbsp; The time it takes her to get ready is brief.&nbsp; In her own small room she changes in to her simple hunting gear which consists of a small top, shorts, a loincloth made from a fox's hide, and her mother's old boots. (Her weapons were never kept in her room.&nbsp; Just in case the ship hits some extreme turbulence, Pagasa didn't want to accidentally be gut in her sleep.)<br>In the communal washroom she splashes her face with water to wash away the remnants of sleep.&nbsp; Lastly she secures her hair in to a bun with some homemade clips and pins.&nbsp; With her hair tucked up, Pagasa's neck looked long and graceful, but it drew attention to the number of scars she had running down her back and arms.&nbsp; <br><br>Pagasa was always early, especially for hunting and gathering missions, but today, perhaps it was her long, thick mane of hair that took a little longer to fix, or perhaps sleep clung stubbornly to her face, but she was running a little late.&nbsp; She liked having a lot of time to finish what needed to be done to work as efficiently as possible.&nbsp; Right now she didn't have too much extra time, but before heading to the armory Pagasa still made sure to grab a bit to eat: two bananas and half a coffee bean for energy. <br>A few people were up and about at this point, mostly workers and merchants.&nbsp; Pagasa and these people only ever exchanged polite nods, nothing more.<br><br>After swiping her spear and dagger at the armory Pagasa rushed to the landing area.&nbsp; There was something cool on the side of her lip, but she was too distracted to pay it much mind.&nbsp; She looked a little flustered, which was very much unlike her,<br><strong>"I'm sorry I'm late."</strong>&nbsp; Pagasa said, painfully aware of her unusual tardiness.&nbsp; True, she was not actually tardy, but she was usually the first or second at the landing strip, and it disappointed her that she was third.<br>After doing a quick sweep of the group, Pagasa noted that Delilah was right and that their captain was not among them.&nbsp; Possibilities of why he could be late ran through Pagasa's head, but she didn't bother to verbalize these thoughts.&nbsp; She barely ever spoke unless directly spoken to.<br>Sheepishly Pagasa wiped the cool area by her lip when she realized it was a spot of banana she had eaten earlier.&nbsp; Hopefully no one noticed.
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				Post by: <strong>eiselmann</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 08:39:02</strong>
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				Lucas looked at various crew leaving the ship for the morning supply run, but he paid it little attention, his eyes going back to the night report, nothing much had happened, they had arrived at this place as the sun set , any humans about would be more concerned about finding refuge than looking up in to see if an airship might be about, if the day was deadly the night was more so.<br><br>A comment caught his attention and in the pit of his stomach he knew this casual comment had potential meaning, making a snap decision Lucas called over the day watch commander, and then headed into his cabin. He had his personal sidearm, at was a pre apocalypse weapon the only one he allowed to be regularly carried on board his ship, picking up his bow he took a quiver of arrows and headed back outside.<br><br>A few minutes later he was on the ground looking at the gathered crew "Just tagging along" Lucas said quickly, on board the ship he ruled, on the ground he was just a member of the group, unless...well, unless the time came to exert his authority and in all the times he'd joined the hunting group he'd only done that once before when the shit really had hit the fan just as the group reached a storage unit that had in the end turned out to reveal little that Lucas didn't already know. <br><br>Ahead was something important Lucas was sure , the night watch report had inadvertently supported that belief or at least not dispelled it, if there was a change he could find it , he had to take it.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>ElCapitan</strong> on <strong>23-01-2013, 01:12:23</strong>
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				Talon furrowed his brow for a moment at Aurora. Reflexively his hand touched his chest as he whispered. "But I'm not wearing a shirt." A flash of insight struck him as he caught the joke, his face opening in surprise before melting into a smug smile. "If you like this you should see my other pants.&nbsp; Part of a matching set."<br><br>His smile stayed as more members of the crew gathered.&nbsp; Delilah had been waiting, and Pagasa came in shortly after, though with more poise than Talon had managed.&nbsp; He tried to motion to her, letting her know about the smear of banana on her lip.&nbsp; The girl's hand cleaned most of it off before she saw.&nbsp; Talon attached his harness to the line, ready to get down to the surface when the questions of the captain's whereabouts were raised.&nbsp; As if summoned, the captain appeared.&nbsp; Hardly saying anything, the man was already on his way down.<br><br>With a shrug Talon followed suit, riding the line down to the surface.&nbsp; Along the way he had brushed a tree, raining leaves to flutter in the early morning light below.&nbsp; With a muted thud Talon's boots meet the underbrush, and within moments an arrow was notched against his bowstring.&nbsp; He always felt better on the ground.&nbsp; More solid, less rolling and swaying.&nbsp; It also meant no chance of stepping on a rotten plank and falling through.&nbsp; Not that it was something that happened to him more than once.&nbsp; Rolling his shoulders and looking up to the ship above, Talon waited for the first order.
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				Post by: <strong>Siereis</strong> on <strong>23-01-2013, 08:26:51</strong>
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				<strong>Elaine</strong><br><br>Elaine groaned out loud as she felt the air blow over her skin, causing her to roll around onto her backside as she slowly started waking up.&nbsp; The girl had never been a very good morning person and the responsibilities that she had started to receive in the past two years of her life after schooling only made it worse.&nbsp; Regardless, as she came to, she slowly sat up..only then realizing that the girl sleeping next to her had stolen the blanket in her sleep.&nbsp; Elaine rolled her eyes...she was starting to hate sleeping in the commons with all the unclaimed people, thinking to herself that she needed to buy out a room on one of the many airships tethered to the Cloudweaver.<br><br>Standing up after allowing her mind to clear of the fog of sleep, Elaine let out a long yawn before stretching and reaching up her arms to the low ceilings and getting up on her tiptoes.&nbsp; All around her were the still quiet rooms of those that were only starting to awaken as well.&nbsp; Similar to most of them, Elaine herself didn't wear that much to bed, preferring a simple pair of comfortable fitting shorts and a well fitted bikini top herself.&nbsp; As she glanced around, the sleepy girl then noticed one of the other dormitory residents - Pagusa - make her way out.&nbsp; It was only then that she realized she was about to be late for the foraging trip since she realized Pagasa was also a member of the group.&nbsp; Her eyes went wide in surprise before she quickly pulled on a pair of clean socks, tennis shoes, and a small shortbow and quiver that clipped to her belt and then ran out to see if she could still make it in time.<br><br>Being only 20 years old, Elaine was somewhat of a misfit on the ship.&nbsp; The youngest of the gathering party, the girl tended to not have many friends aside from younger children still protected on the ship or the older adults who she liked to listen tell stories of the Old Times.&nbsp; Because of her age, she had only joined the gathering party a few years ago - after she had come of age - and was still largely inexperienced, especially in comparison to the other people in the group.&nbsp; In addition, because she was an orphan that girl did not have a family or mini-airship to call her own.&nbsp; She had grown up living in the cramped and dirty dormitories with the rest of the people that lacked their own ships.<br><br>She ran past the common bath area only moments after Pagasa herself had stepped onto the ship's deck, not even bothering to wash her face as she made her way.&nbsp; She was still busy trying to walk quickly and pull on her shoes as she walked a few meters behind the older girl.&nbsp; As she finished getting dressed, Elaine glanced around at the other people already assembled.&nbsp; Of note, she stood just behind and to the side of Pegasa, yet also saw Delilah, Aurora, and Talon already standing and socializing.&nbsp; More surprisingly, as Elaine stood catching her breath, she rose an eyebrow in surprise as the captain of the ship came to join them before she stated the obvious out loud, <strong>"...the captain's coming with us down there?&nbsp; What about the ship?"</strong>&nbsp; Her question went unanswered as the captain and Talon clipped themselves onto the line before dropping down into the dark jungle below.<br><br>Elaine sighed, rolling her eyes before sliding on her own harness that pushed up her large bikini clad chest and fitting uncomfortably between her thighs.&nbsp; However, instead of the males, Elaine waited for Aurora before heading down herself.&nbsp; <strong>"So...I guess we might as well head down and join those two huh?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sky Hut [Game Thread] </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 13:47:18</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Delilah</strong></span><br><br>I jumped over the edge following the boys and only when I was under the canopy did I slow down. Having spend my life on the ground I knew the way hunters worked. On the ground the foraging parties from airships were armed but on the line descending down, there was nothing they could do. Sitting ducks, they called it. When we were all safely on the ground I looked around and listened. People of the Cloudweaver were well trained in combat but they weren't as good in listening. Every animal made a specific sound and the sounds I heard bothered me a bit. Or rather, the sounds I didn't hear. <br><br>The group set up a safe parameter and after some quick scouting we were split into groups and I was going with the hunting party. I knew a lot about wildlife and how to look for them. Obviously nobody knew how, all I told them it was experience. We all had our gyro bracelets on, which was highly uncomfortable in the humid heat. <br><br><strong>"There's Okapi around here, I see their tracks."</strong><br><br>Okapi were big animals and only two of them would provide the whole ship with a meal. The other good thing was that they are pretty slow and sluggish and since they are not nocturnal creatures they would just be waking up or sleepy. Easy targets. <br><br>Without really waiting for an order, I snuck into the bushes in search for the animals. It didn't take long before we had located the small herd. The animals were still resting and taking two wouldn't be too difficult. We would need to take them both down at once though or they'd get spooked and run off, which on itself wouldn't be too bad but the animals had enough size and weight to trample us and seriously injure or even kill a human being. <br><br>Just when we were ready to strike, I had my sword in my hand already, I heard something else and the puzzle was complete. I didn't hear rodents or birds and the reason was a tiger. Immediately I raised my hand a signal to everybody to sit still. We were spread out around the herd, two on each side and we'd be no match for a good sized tiger that would want us for breakfast. Desperately I searched the bushes in order to find it, not daring to come on the radio to tell the others what I had heard. 
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				Post by: <strong>CarnivorousBunny</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 02:27:52</strong>
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				<strong><span class="bbc_u">Pagasa</span></strong><br><br>Pagasa had known she was being followed by Elaine, but she was never one for small talk.&nbsp; She knew for a fact that their circumstances were quite similar.&nbsp; Both of them were orphaned, both of them lived in the dormitories, and both of the of them had become gatherers for the Cloudweaver.&nbsp; If Pagasa was a friendlier girl, she would have thought it strange that they were not friends.<br><br>Pagasa hooked her own harness, checked her grip and placement on her weapons, then wordlessly jumped down towards the savage wasteland below them.&nbsp; The closer she got, the thicker the air became with the smells of animals, danger, and death.<br><br>Once down below, she helped make sure the coast was clear.&nbsp; Then Delilah pointed out the animal tracks, which was good, but she didn't wait for the group to acknowledge it and ready themselves.&nbsp; Personally Pagasa thought that was irresponsible.&nbsp; They were at a large disadvantage on the fields of size, power, and sometimes speed.&nbsp; Their only real advantage was smarts, and they needed to work together.<br>Quickly, Pagasa ducked in to the bushes as well, her spear ready in her hand.&nbsp; The hairs behind her neck prickled upwards.&nbsp; Something wasn't right.&nbsp; Her suspicions were confirmed as Delilah raised her hand asking the group to halt. Pagasa crouched lower and gripped her spear, taking a defensive position.
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