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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 26, 2013 14:44:28 GMT -8
Metal awoke first in the cave, the fire had gone out and he was deathly cold, he rubbed his hand's together trying to stay warm and packed his bag with supplies and other essentials he rolled the food and keg's round near the sleeping couple and wrote them a note giving them ownership of the remaining things to do with as they wish, Metal jumped down from the cave after one last sweeping glance, he had left a total of 5,000 coins with the note which was (compared to the amount he had amassed very little) Metal unhooked the raft and set out for Berk he was at least gong to say good bye to skip's this time
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Post by Vim on Aug 26, 2013 14:47:05 GMT -8
Vim woke up slowly feeling very warm. His arms were wrapped around Boethiah and she was as warm as a Nightmare... in a way that didn't burn all his skin off at least. He opened his eyes and was looking at the sleeping face of Boethiah. His heart fluttered and he couldn't bear to move until she woke up.
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 26, 2013 14:54:00 GMT -8
She awoke to Vim's arms around her. He was warm and she liked it. If she didn't move, that'd be fine with her. Being in his arms was wonderful. Boe's eyes fluttered open and looked to him with a small smile. "Hey there. Seems recently like we're always ending up like this, huh?" she chuckled. She pecked his cheek gently. The wedding was soon. But once that was all over, she'd be able to be with him and have things be kind of normal again...or she hoped so.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 26, 2013 14:55:50 GMT -8
Tempest woke up first this time. She nuzzled Allyssa gently, and she did too.
"Hmm? Oh, good morning."
Allyssa sat up, rubbing her injured arm. She was pretty cold, since the fire had extinguished overnight. The morning air was cold and misty.
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Post by Vim on Aug 26, 2013 14:56:37 GMT -8
His cheek burned where she kissed it. He gave her a real kiss and looked outside. It was still drizzling. Vim looked around. "Metal's gone again." He didn't sound surprised. He didn't want to, but he wriggled out of the warm sleeping bag and read the note he left. "Well. You might want to read this."
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 26, 2013 15:12:19 GMT -8
Metal carefully snuck through the village although it was early morning the village was alive with bustle, they were searching for something .... Or someone metal kept his head low until he reached Skips house he climbed upto and rasped his knuckles on the window and perched in a nearby tree
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Post by Tempest on Aug 26, 2013 15:12:29 GMT -8
Trying hard to warm up without having to tire Tempest out by using fire, Allyssa didn't want to see the state of her wound.
"For all I know, I might have to wear these forever," she grumbled.
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 26, 2013 15:13:20 GMT -8
She sat up and got out of it as well, sitting on the cool cave ground. Boethiah sighed. "Do you think he's far?" she asked as she folded up the note and looked at the barrels. She remembered the canister he gave her a while ago. A wedding gift, he called it. The thing was, was he telling the truth? Would he be there if she opened it?
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Post by Vim on Aug 26, 2013 15:15:13 GMT -8
"He probably went to say goodbye to Skips if he hasn't already." Vim guessed. He stretched as he eyed the barrels. "How do we explain this?" He asked, gesturing to the barrels.
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Post by Skips on Aug 26, 2013 15:28:15 GMT -8
Skips literally jumped from her sleep as she was woken up by a tapping sound from the other side of the room. She pushed her blanket back and stepped cautiously towards her window. Seeing nothing out there, she opened it for a better view. She couldn't spot anything or anyone so she made to turn back and go back to sleep, dissmissing the sound as her imagination and shuddering a little due to the cold breeze left by the still-not-shut window.
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 26, 2013 15:31:44 GMT -8
"Say we found it?" she suggested. She honestly didn't know and it would be hard, if not impossible, to explain.
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Post by Vim on Aug 26, 2013 15:34:49 GMT -8
"I could say that I bravely raided a ship of Outcasts singlehandedly and took the entire store of mead." Vim said, teasing.
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 26, 2013 15:35:49 GMT -8
Metal felt appalled he knew he was good at fading into the shadows but he didn't think he was THAT good she had even stared right at him, regardless Metal poked his head into the room but didn't step inside he still had morals and entering a females room without permission felt wrong to him, he noticed Skips sleeping and turned away with a slightly red face, he wasn't good with girls, a leaf next to him was covered in morning dew he rolled it up and flicked it ay her prone body the icy water droplets trickling down her neck which woke her with quite a jolt
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 26, 2013 15:42:17 GMT -8
She laughed a little. "Say that and Stoick will make you the new chief," Boe teased back.
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Post by Skips on Aug 26, 2013 15:48:23 GMT -8
"Ah!" She squeaked at the piercing cold on her neck, her arms (and legs for some reason) flailing to get it off. By the time she had succeeded in her goal, Skips was sat, quite tangled in her blanket on the end of her bed, rubbing her icy, wet neck, eyes now wide. Great. She couldn't go back to sleep now.
She looked up, features screwed up slightly in irritation until she caught sight of Metal at her window and her mouth fell wide open. By Odin, why was he here?! Hadn't he left already because of his pathetic love of solitude?
Her face flickered through emotions and then settled on a glare as cold as the water that had fallen onto her neck. That leaf and the tapping was probably Metal, she realised in her mind which caused her to grumble mentally. Why couldn't he let her sleep?
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