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Originally Posted by Silentshade
Weston watched Jane run off. he tried to get up to follow her, but the idiotic shaman pushed him back into a seated pose. "What. The. Living. Heck." He growled. Hawk said nothing as he gave the canteen to him. Weston growled as he grabbed it, taking a small sip. He then began gulping as he realized how thirsty he was. "Got any Advil?" he asked.
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Hawk stared blankly at Weston, blinking. "I do not know what 'Advil' is, but if you have pain, I have poppy!" he held out a few seeds, grinning. His face was so hopeful, Weston took them. "And you can not go get her, Willow is, Jane will be okay!"
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"You're hopeless, you know that?" Weston asked. He took the seeds, finding them to be similar to Advil. "And you have no idea if Jane will be okay, and Willow may be going to go get her, but that doesn't mean it will be okay. You're like a little kid!" he grumbled, crossing his arms and hoping Jane and Willow returned.
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Hawk took a orange out of his pocket. He had been saving it for later, but he set it at Weston's hand. "Here. I know it will be okay. Willow is a very capable person, she threatened me with her knife. And Jane seems to be very smart, they will come back!" Hawk smiled as Weston took the orange, peeling it and beginning to eat it. I hope his friends come back soon, he does not seem to appreciate my company.
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Originally Posted by Tavvi
Janie walked through the jungle at an idle pace, looking for a creature to hunt. She was prepared for it, however, having along with her handy dandy pocket watch, a small throwing knife. Smirking she assented on a small boar it's back turned from her as she prepared to strike. With a quick scan of the creature, she decided to aim for the neck. Putting all her strength into the throw she hoped for a solid blow. And that's just what she got. The small boar fell to its side squalling harshly as it did. Janie raced to the creature's side pulling the knife out before quickly finishing the animal off with a cut to the throat not wanting a cruel death for the boar. "You know," Janie mumbled to no one in particular, "I learned that it Girl Scouts." |
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Originally Posted by Shadow
The fire burst to life and Willow smirked as she gently blew on it to get it going. She looked up and what she expected to see the three of them with pride but her smile fell as she saw Janie run into the jungle.
“You have to be kidding me.” She groaned. “I-I’ll go in there after her-she doesn’t know about the animals in there and with all of that blood.” She began to walk but then hissed again as for some reason her head burned more than before.
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(Oof it's hard to keep up with y'all. Sorry I was gone so long I had volleyball practice. Soo since y'all already progressed quite a bit I'm gonna skip Kaylin's introduction and just pretend she already said her name and stuff)
Kaylin had left to the the woods in search of sticks, dry leaves, dry grass, generally anything that could be used as kindling for their fire. When she returned, she noticed the already had the fire up.
"Good job guys, but where did Janie and Willow go?" She called out happily, but her joyful demeanor immidiantly stopped when she noticed another person by the fire. They wore tribal clothes, and didn't look like someone who had come off the ship by any means.
"Uhh, uhh! Weston, beside you!" Her eyes grew wide, and she pointed at the tribal person trying to make sure they weren't about to sneak up on Weston. She dropped all her kindling to the ground, except for a single stick, which she held up in the air defensively.