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Post by Vim on Aug 19, 2013 7:38:05 GMT -8
Thorntail landed next to Tempest and squawked. He starten sniffing as well.
"I swear if they brought us out here for food..." muttered Vim.
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 19, 2013 7:40:20 GMT -8
Zirth and Boe landed and he began to join the others. "This place is a mess..."
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Post by Tempest on Aug 19, 2013 7:41:40 GMT -8
Tempest suddenly raised her head, and the spines on her tail stuck out. Her eyes narrowed.
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Post by Vim on Aug 19, 2013 7:43:06 GMT -8
Vim was starting to get flashbacks. Red. So much red. He shook his head. "I don't like this place anymore."
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Post by Tempest on Aug 19, 2013 7:44:42 GMT -8
Tempest suddenly jumped and started digging. When the dust cleared, she had uncovered an Outcast crest.
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Post by Vim on Aug 19, 2013 7:45:55 GMT -8
Vim jumped from Thorntail and picked up the crest. He whooped triumphantly. "We have our lead!"
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Post by Tempest on Aug 19, 2013 7:50:11 GMT -8
Tempest nosed the crest, as if to say, That is where we must go.
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Post by Skips on Aug 19, 2013 7:53:03 GMT -8
Skips hopped closer, trying to get a better look at the thing. "So... We're going to Outcast Island?" She asked.
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Post by Vim on Aug 19, 2013 7:55:00 GMT -8
"Whoa. Hold up. We can't just fly to Outcast Island." Vim said, ""'Hey guys, we're from Berk. You know, the guys that slaughtered your invasion force? Yeah, we're just going to grab our friend and leave. Bye!'"
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Post by Tempest on Aug 19, 2013 7:56:08 GMT -8
Tempest nodded urgently. Don't forget the others!
She glared at Vim.
(By others she means Dotta and Annabethe.)
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 19, 2013 7:59:39 GMT -8
"If Allyssa or Metal are there, we can't just leave them, Vim. And once we tell everyone else about this, then maybe we'll be able to get in and get out without much damage." All parts of her didn't want to go, but this was her friends.
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Post by Vim on Aug 19, 2013 8:05:23 GMT -8
"I understand that," said Vim slowly, "But we can't go rushing in. We need a plan. A good one."
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Post by Tempest on Aug 19, 2013 8:07:48 GMT -8
Tempest stomped her foot. Annabethe has one.
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Post by Vim on Aug 19, 2013 8:10:46 GMT -8
"Let's go back and meet up with our other friends," said Vim, "And we can come up with a plan."
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Post by Skips on Aug 19, 2013 8:11:58 GMT -8
"Exactly. It may not be easy but I'm not gonna stand here like some sort of brain-dead chimp whilst my friend is missing - especially when I know where roughly he is. Let's get some people together and go asap, I don't wanna waste any more time! Come on, Park!" Skips turned around to fly off on her dragon when she realised he wasn't here. "Rats!" She cursed. "Now what!? They could be putting Metal in a pie right now and eating him for desert!" Skips had to refrain from screaming. She had to refrain from a lot of things, recently. She hoped she wouldn't explode if she refrained from too much.
Edit: Oh my gosh? Seriously? XD Late again! Every post of mine is late! *hides in shame from awful writing and roleplaying*
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