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Post by Tempest on Aug 19, 2013 17:25:37 GMT -8
Allyssa nodded. "Sounds good."
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Post by Vim on Aug 19, 2013 17:26:43 GMT -8
Vim caught up to Boethiah. "Are you mad at me?" He asked.
((Let the emotional after-battle begin))
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 19, 2013 17:27:09 GMT -8
She held her arms and rubbed them. Everything was better, right? All her friends were safe and sound and everything. So why did marriage bother her? It really shouldn't because of recent events, but she just didn't want to. Yet she was 16. It had to happen.
She heard his voice and stopped. Boe didn't look at his and shook his head. "I'm not don't worry."
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Post by Vim on Aug 19, 2013 17:29:55 GMT -8
"Good." He said. He was suddenly very nervous, which was stupid. He fought and killed Outcasts 3 times his size, and his friend made him nervous? "Want to come with me?" he asked, "I'm going to hunt us some dinner."
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 19, 2013 17:32:00 GMT -8
She looked at him and smiled a little. Maybe stuff could be normal. "Yeah sure. That'd be fun."
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Post by Vim on Aug 19, 2013 17:35:54 GMT -8
He motioned for her to be quiet as he crept into the woods. He took off his boots and made almost no noise as he walked in a strange way. He crept into a clearing and saw a bunch of boars sleeping in a pile. He scanned them to find the perfect one. No, that one was pregnant. That one was too young. The male was too yough looking, he wouldn't taste good. Ah, there was the perfect one. He readied his spear.
His spear sailed through the air and sunk into the sleeping swine right behind it's front legs-through it's heart and lungs. "Perfect hit."
The rest of the boars took off squealing. Vim walked over and closed the animal's eyes and muttered something.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 19, 2013 17:38:36 GMT -8
Allyssa took a roll of bandages out of Tempest's saddlebag. She unwound the old ones on her arm and shoulder and winced at what was underneath.
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Post by Vim on Aug 19, 2013 17:40:20 GMT -8
Vim smiled at Boethiah. He pointed at his bare feet. "Family secret."
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Post by moonlight1393 on Aug 19, 2013 17:44:27 GMT -8
Dotta made quick work of the firewood. Though she did have trouble carrying the load with only one hand.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 19, 2013 17:45:52 GMT -8
After cleaning the wound with water and dressing it with fresh bandages, Allyssa leaned back on a rock, staring up at the sky.
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Post by Vim on Aug 19, 2013 17:46:30 GMT -8
Vim gutted the boar in the clearing. He put the fur in one bag and the meat slung over his shoulder. He left the guts there for animals to eat. "Time to head back."
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Post by moonlight1393 on Aug 19, 2013 17:47:44 GMT -8
"Anyone want to help me set up the fire?" Dotta asked rejoining the group.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 19, 2013 17:50:34 GMT -8
"Well, we have dragons." Annabethe scratched Flare's head.
Allyssa was applying more bandages on her other wounds.
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 19, 2013 17:52:59 GMT -8
She walked with him and was quiet as possible. Hunting was like an art, the way he danced around in the woods, taking the time to select the perfect meal.
Once it was dead, she walked over to see it. Vim seemed so peaceful about this. It was kind of strange. She chuckled at his comment with a faint smile. But her mind was somewhere else. "Do you know who you're marrying or were you telling the truth back there?" She didn't want to talk about it with the others listening.
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Post by Vim on Aug 19, 2013 17:54:46 GMT -8
"Yes," He said, "My parents talked about it. The contract is done. We're getting married in a few months."
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