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Post by msfcatlover on Nov 26, 2012 22:47:38 GMT -5
(Angst-tension-drama might be more accurate...if we're talking about the atmosphere of the RP, I mean.)
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Post by theschweetgal on Nov 26, 2012 22:51:30 GMT -5
(okay...)
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Post by msfcatlover on Nov 26, 2012 22:55:09 GMT -5
(I'm just trying to figure out where you're going with this, hon...)
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Post by theschweetgal on Nov 26, 2012 22:57:22 GMT -5
(uh)
(i don't know)
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Post by msfcatlover on Nov 26, 2012 23:10:11 GMT -5
(Alright...should we get on with it?)
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Post by theschweetgal on Nov 26, 2012 23:14:47 GMT -5
(sure)
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Post by msfcatlover on Nov 26, 2012 23:22:11 GMT -5
(Alright...where are they headed just so I can think up some challenges/items along the way?)
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Post by theschweetgal on Nov 26, 2012 23:22:53 GMT -5
(A farm, which Athena recalls to be rather secure.)
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Post by msfcatlover on Nov 26, 2012 23:32:52 GMT -5
(Just outside of town, I assume?)
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Post by theschweetgal on Nov 26, 2012 23:34:00 GMT -5
(Yep...)
The two continued to walk.
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Post by msfcatlover on Nov 26, 2012 23:36:49 GMT -5
There was a tense silence between them, both listening for the next possible attack.
Though they could still hear the creatures, none seemed to be approaching.
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Post by theschweetgal on Nov 26, 2012 23:38:55 GMT -5
Pan was shivering, though Athena seemed to be in a somewhat calmer, more concentrated state, her eyes darting around as she searched for movement.
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Post by msfcatlover on Nov 26, 2012 23:43:44 GMT -5
There was a moan and a crash from a nearby building, as though one of the things had walked into a cutlery rack, and rushed footsteps from inside, but none left the house.
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Post by theschweetgal on Nov 26, 2012 23:46:25 GMT -5
Pan sighed, trying to steady her breaths.
"...How much farther...?" she whispered.
"Let's see..." Athena glanced around, in thought. "...Ah'd say maybe... Twenty more minutes of walkin'..."
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Post by msfcatlover on Nov 26, 2012 23:52:34 GMT -5
There was an unhappy-sounding grumble from an alley a short ways up.
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