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| chert1214 | May 30 2009, 07:16 PM Post #21 |
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The question asked by Conner caused Billy to think. Looking at thier unconscience companion on the ground, and the wounds that he had suffered, the first thing they should do is get medical help. He had just finished the last stitch as he looked up and asked: "Does anyone have any money?", Asked Billy, "We need to get medical aid, and figure out where we are." Billy began to look around and take in their surroundings. They were in a park forest of some kind, similar to central park. They currently were in a clearing in the middle of the forest. Scavanger birds had already began to settle on the carcass of the creature they had slain. Billy scanned the tops of the trees. He was looking for gaps in the tree line that might indicate a road or a path or waterway. Failing at that, he began to look around the edge of the clearing, looking for a game trail. Nothing. Whatever power had moved him here, they had a cruel sense of humor putting him in a place that he couldn't find his way out of. Then he remembered the dramatic entrance made by the creature. It had to have come from somewhere. He surveyed the landscape once again and found the destroyed trees and turned up earth made by it's passing. "I think we should go that way, unless someone has a better idea, I suggest you follow me" he said, pointing toward the destroyed forest. He leaned over, picked up the unconscience man, and with a look toward Conner, he moved in that direction. Edited by chert1214, May 30 2009, 07:17 PM.
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| Silvermourn | Jun 7 2009, 09:56 PM Post #22 |
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The Redneck, the Cynic, the Nerd, and the Hopeless Romantic
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"I mourn that which may have been but will never be." "Stupidity is a wound that bleeds forever; Intelligence is a blade that stays forever sharp" "An armed man will kill and unarmed man with monotonous regularity" "Nothing adds a little class to a sniper course like a babe in a Ghillie suit." "You have the rest of your life to solve your problems. How long you live depends on how well you do it." "Make your attacker advance through a wall of bullets. I may get killed with my own gun, but he's gonna have to beat me to death with it, 'cause it's going to be empty." | |
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