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sixthiterationlogs2016-07-10 11:11 am
rangerbecket) wrote in sixthiterationlogs2016-07-10 11:11 am
lord willing and the creek don't rise [open]
WHO: Raleigh Becket
WHERE: Along the banks of the river
WHEN: 10 July
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: None
STATUS: Open
Raleigh has spent the last week just trying to figure out what, if anything, is the rhyme and reason to this place. He's found himself a house that's decent enough shelter and while there's no tech and no maps, it's a comfortable enough existence. Food is something that has to be gathered daily and so he's taken it upon himself to figure out how to use the woven fish baskets to set traps along the river.
Amazingly enough, they work, but only just. Without bait, it's hit or miss if any fish swim into the traps and they're in such states of disrepair that half the time if he does get a catch, the fish is able to get itself right out. The traps themselves remind him of primitive versions of the ubiquitous crab traps all along the Pacific coast and Raleigh is familiar enough with those. He's gone crabbing before when the oceans are deemed safe and there's not pollution levels off the charts from Kaiju Blue. It usually kills all the fish, makes the place a dead zone for a couple years, but up in Alaska it's been a while since one has actually been killed in the direct area. Usually they kite the Kaiju further down the coast, away from the viable fishing industries.
This morning, when he goes to check the traps, he notices that the water has risen. The landmarks he's gotten used to along the river are now submerged and there's water splashing around his knees when normally it'd come to his ankles. Finding his traps in the swollen river are a problem too, as the surge seems to have pushed them away from where he normally sets them. If that's the case, they're not going to be eating well tonight, and there's the more immediate problem as to where all this water's going to go in an enclosed canyon.
"Damn," Raleigh hisses, wading into the water to try and get what traps he can. They're a precious commodity and he doesn't exactly know how to make them himself; he had intended to sit down one evening and try and recreate one but he hasn't had the chance yet. Losing them now means losing his one guaranteed way of feeding himself and it's not something he's willing to risk. Not without a fight.
When he hears the footsteps of someone else approaching, he calls back to them without turning around, too focused on the task at hand. "Help me! The river's rising and I'm losing all my traps. I don't know what's going on."
Understatement of the year.
WHERE: Along the banks of the river
WHEN: 10 July
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: None
STATUS: Open
Raleigh has spent the last week just trying to figure out what, if anything, is the rhyme and reason to this place. He's found himself a house that's decent enough shelter and while there's no tech and no maps, it's a comfortable enough existence. Food is something that has to be gathered daily and so he's taken it upon himself to figure out how to use the woven fish baskets to set traps along the river.
Amazingly enough, they work, but only just. Without bait, it's hit or miss if any fish swim into the traps and they're in such states of disrepair that half the time if he does get a catch, the fish is able to get itself right out. The traps themselves remind him of primitive versions of the ubiquitous crab traps all along the Pacific coast and Raleigh is familiar enough with those. He's gone crabbing before when the oceans are deemed safe and there's not pollution levels off the charts from Kaiju Blue. It usually kills all the fish, makes the place a dead zone for a couple years, but up in Alaska it's been a while since one has actually been killed in the direct area. Usually they kite the Kaiju further down the coast, away from the viable fishing industries.
This morning, when he goes to check the traps, he notices that the water has risen. The landmarks he's gotten used to along the river are now submerged and there's water splashing around his knees when normally it'd come to his ankles. Finding his traps in the swollen river are a problem too, as the surge seems to have pushed them away from where he normally sets them. If that's the case, they're not going to be eating well tonight, and there's the more immediate problem as to where all this water's going to go in an enclosed canyon.
"Damn," Raleigh hisses, wading into the water to try and get what traps he can. They're a precious commodity and he doesn't exactly know how to make them himself; he had intended to sit down one evening and try and recreate one but he hasn't had the chance yet. Losing them now means losing his one guaranteed way of feeding himself and it's not something he's willing to risk. Not without a fight.
When he hears the footsteps of someone else approaching, he calls back to them without turning around, too focused on the task at hand. "Help me! The river's rising and I'm losing all my traps. I don't know what's going on."
Understatement of the year.
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"Can do a little plumbing too," Raleigh says, laughing a little as he looks at the water rising. "I guess I should have taken some classes on weird weather phenomena, huh?"
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It's a good kind of favor to have, especially when they have no clue what will actually come at the next. No one knows why it's abandoned, or why the creek is suddenly suddenly rising, she'd hazard already, given they haven't even had any rainstorms to proceed it. But that's all she has any clue about, and it could be something else.
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Raleigh has always been a doer. He's always been a helper, the kind of person who rolls up his sleeves and gets things done. It's hard to only be able to contribute so much here and be hamstrung by what he doesn't know.
"Yeah, I should have been a hell of a lot more thoughtful. I'm kind of an asshole for that, huh?"