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sixthiterationlogs2019-04-04 09:20 am
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you and i are a gang of losers
WHO: Tim Drake-Wayne
WHERE: Just outside of town
WHEN: April 2
OPEN TO: Cissie King-Jones
WARNINGS: Violence, potentially strong language.
Tim and Cissie are both basically city kids from the twenty first century, who live in a time and place where grocery stores and restaurants and school cafeterias are readily available. They don't have much experience foraging for and hunting for their own food. Fortunately--they're both really fast learners.
They've been living in their house together for a few weeks, and they're starting to fall into a rhythm for their days and weeks. Today is a "let's go out in the woods and find food" kind of day. They each have a backpack and the weather is nice enough to put both of them in a fairly good mood. They're not far from the village when there's a noise ahead of them that makes them pause. Some of the creatures around here are friendly and/or delicious, and some of them are Decidedly Not.
Tim glances over at Cissie. "That sounded bigger than a squirrel."
WHERE: Just outside of town
WHEN: April 2
OPEN TO: Cissie King-Jones
WARNINGS: Violence, potentially strong language.
Tim and Cissie are both basically city kids from the twenty first century, who live in a time and place where grocery stores and restaurants and school cafeterias are readily available. They don't have much experience foraging for and hunting for their own food. Fortunately--they're both really fast learners.
They've been living in their house together for a few weeks, and they're starting to fall into a rhythm for their days and weeks. Today is a "let's go out in the woods and find food" kind of day. They each have a backpack and the weather is nice enough to put both of them in a fairly good mood. They're not far from the village when there's a noise ahead of them that makes them pause. Some of the creatures around here are friendly and/or delicious, and some of them are Decidedly Not.
Tim glances over at Cissie. "That sounded bigger than a squirrel."
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Which is another way to say that yes, that sounded a lot bigger than a squirrel, and she kind of seriously hates being unarmed out here. It's not that she wants to hunt; she knows it's a necessity of life here, if they want to eat meat, but she hasn't quite had the nerve to try it herself yet. More than that is the fact that weapons--bows--aren't terribly easy to come by, and she misses hers.
Still, that doesn't make them completely defenseless. She bends down and picks up a rock. It won't do a lot, but it might be enough to distract whatever's coming their way.
"What do we think the odds are on a nice little house cat that wants to follow us home?"