-Johnny has now decided to walk out in the forest, looking around-
-not exercising now-
-but keeping an eye out for things-
-Aelfi remains on his shoulder- So this is the north side. And you ran...
On the south side, yes- but I don't consider my exercises to be the same as being on patrol- you know that.
But we could've taken the south- so that we don't end up too lost?
I'm taking this- in an orderly, clockwise fashion. It's a big forest, and I just feel better if we go North, East, South, West. It's Never Eat Shredded Wheat.
What-?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postLiman is outside, sitting by the remains of a campfire and what seems to be a small encampment; a rolled up sleeping bag, a slew of various esoteric and specialized handheld gadgets along with a map of some kind lay on the ground beside the bag as well as what appears to be a robotic sentry turret scanning the camp and the area surrounding it.
She sat by the remnant of the campfire, cross legged and with her jacket now unzipped- revealing a striped fatigue underneath as well as a bit of bandages here and there. In her hand and against her ears is a headset of some sort, where she is talking to someone at the moment.
"[[Y-Yeah, no worries...its still same as it was. Doesn't seem like its gotten any more dangerous either. Keep him safe for me, alright Sis?]"
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-A man dressed in all black wanders in. Well wander might be the wrong word. More like the man owned the building. No again that wasn't right, more like he had a right to be there. -
They can't for the life of them understand why nobody liked being ruled by a group of manic depressive demigods - 4chanShe finished off her call with a chirp of "[Farewell.]", before stowing it away and she looked at Gump. Liman nearly jumped in place, the sentry beeping and turning towards him as well before resuming its vigil over the treelines of the forest all around them.
Liman looked longer, shifting in her seat so he's in the edge of her vision before picking up the map and poring it over again.
всегда веренShe recalled hearing about s'mores- certainly something she would love to try out. For now, however-
"I-I appreciate your kind offer, s-sir...but I'm afraid I must decline.", she said as she shook her head again. "I-I must depart this camp and make for my patrol so-soon, so I'm not sure whether I have the time for it..."
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She — just said hello to you while we were talking.
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