15-10-2006, 08:47 PM
“What do you think?” asked Cranberry curiously, “Should we split up to look for Pink, or should we all look together?”
“I’d say it would be wise for us to stick together. Pink’s dangerous and I don’t want either of you getting hurt, especially Raiden.” Striker replied, showing obvious concern.
“Gee… thanks.” Cranberry sneered with a sarcastic grin towards Striker, “It’s decided though, we’ll stick together. We’ll cover less ground, but we’ll be a lot safer. After all, there’s more than just Pink out here that’s dangerous.” The three of them nodded to each other before proceeding in a different direction than any of the other groups of hunters, keeping a close eye on the blossoming wilderness all around them.
“Did I mention that I’m sick of forests?” asked Cranberry, followed by a small groan.
“I don’t really blame you. You were stuck out here all yesterday afternoon and evening, it wouldn’t be all that much fun.” Raiden replied, giving Cranberry a little comforting pat on the shoulder.
“I only don’t like forests because they’re filled with bugs… I hate bugs…” Striker added, confirming his displeasure by making a squishing gesture with his fingers.
“Last night I noticed something pretty weird though… this forest seems to be pretty well empty of any of Ragol’s wildlife. I didn’t even see so much as a booma before coming across the hildeblue I was looking for.” Cranberry stated with a little concern.
“That certainly isn’t normal… I never really saw anything other than a couple of rappies either… it’s like something or someone is getting rid of all the wildlife in this area.” Raiden replied, tilting her head a little in thought.
“Whatever it is… I don’t like it one bit.” Striker grumbled, his big RAcast feet causing the under-brush beneath them to crack and break as he moved through the forest. Several moments passed in silence as the party moved deeper into the forest. Cutting away thick vines and thorn-bushes blocking their path, the trees were beginning to shut out the light of the afternoon sun, making it more and more difficult to see.
“I get the feeling this search may take awhile… there’s no telling where Pink could be.” Cranberry stated, sighing from the thought.
“I’m sure someone will find her eventually… hopefully it will be us.” Raiden replied, not sounding too happy about if they didn’t find Pink first.
“I’m not so sure if I want to find her first…” Striker mumbled, trying not to be heard all too clearly.
“Well unlike everyone else, we’re out here to try and bring her to a safe place.” Cranberry reminded Striker, with just a touch of firmness in her voice.
“…Cranberry… where exactly are we going to bring her?” Raiden replied, seeing a hole in the plan. Cranberry stopped dead, realizing she had forgotten all about that.
“Do you think it would be possible to hide her somewhere on Pioneer 2?” Cranberry asked nervously, really wanting to sort out this problem.
Raiden and Striker stopped moving forward as well, turning to face Cranberry. “How would we be able to hide her? Her appearance is very… noticeable to say the least.” Raiden answered firmly, not much liking the idea.
“I think the safest thing to do would be to transport her elsewhere. This area isn’t safe for her any longer because hunters will be looking for her constantly.” Striker added, putting particular emphases on his plan.
“Well that’s really the best idea we have to go by. Once we find Pink lets help her get to somewhere safe. I don’t think she’d be very willing to come aboard Pioneer 2 anyways.” Cranberry agreed, nodding to herself as she thought it over.
Just as if something were cueing it, the communication system the three of them were given suddenly yelled out, a male voice saying, “We’ve found it! We’ll put the coordinates on the communications system. Please hurry! This thing is extremely dangerous! My group members have already taken quite a bit of damage and we’re not going to be able to stop this thing alone! Everyone, please hurry and come!”
Cranberry, Striker, and Raiden’s heads snapped up, looking at each other in a slight panic as Striker immediately brought up the holographic map to show them the marked coordinates. “We better start running, that location is at least ten minutes from our current location.” Striker stated, nodding to Cranberry and Raiden before setting out at a run with the others following right behind him.
The party dashed through the forest, leaping over thick branches that would likely cause them to trip. Raiden took the lead so she could slice away any obstacles with her double cannon as the party aggressively made their way towards the coordinates. The communication system once again sounded, “Damn it! Somebody please hurry! This thing’s killed both my group mates!” causing the party to run even faster towards their target.
“We’re almost there! Get ready everyone; this isn’t going to be easy!” Cranberry shouted to Raiden and Striker, casting shifta and deband on them as a safety precaution. The party rushed towards their destination, and quickly came to a large clearing close to the edge of the forest. A small pond connected to a little stream was at the far side of the clearing, and a huge tree occupied a decent chunk of the remaining space. The scene was not completely peaceful however, because there were two corpses lying in the middle of the field, large pools of blood surrounding them, the bodies looking like they’ve been slashed multiple times.
“If I wasn’t a droid… I might’ve been sick right about now…” Striker groaned as he looked over the scene.
“I’d say it would be wise for us to stick together. Pink’s dangerous and I don’t want either of you getting hurt, especially Raiden.” Striker replied, showing obvious concern.
“Gee… thanks.” Cranberry sneered with a sarcastic grin towards Striker, “It’s decided though, we’ll stick together. We’ll cover less ground, but we’ll be a lot safer. After all, there’s more than just Pink out here that’s dangerous.” The three of them nodded to each other before proceeding in a different direction than any of the other groups of hunters, keeping a close eye on the blossoming wilderness all around them.
“Did I mention that I’m sick of forests?” asked Cranberry, followed by a small groan.
“I don’t really blame you. You were stuck out here all yesterday afternoon and evening, it wouldn’t be all that much fun.” Raiden replied, giving Cranberry a little comforting pat on the shoulder.
“I only don’t like forests because they’re filled with bugs… I hate bugs…” Striker added, confirming his displeasure by making a squishing gesture with his fingers.
“Last night I noticed something pretty weird though… this forest seems to be pretty well empty of any of Ragol’s wildlife. I didn’t even see so much as a booma before coming across the hildeblue I was looking for.” Cranberry stated with a little concern.
“That certainly isn’t normal… I never really saw anything other than a couple of rappies either… it’s like something or someone is getting rid of all the wildlife in this area.” Raiden replied, tilting her head a little in thought.
“Whatever it is… I don’t like it one bit.” Striker grumbled, his big RAcast feet causing the under-brush beneath them to crack and break as he moved through the forest. Several moments passed in silence as the party moved deeper into the forest. Cutting away thick vines and thorn-bushes blocking their path, the trees were beginning to shut out the light of the afternoon sun, making it more and more difficult to see.
“I get the feeling this search may take awhile… there’s no telling where Pink could be.” Cranberry stated, sighing from the thought.
“I’m sure someone will find her eventually… hopefully it will be us.” Raiden replied, not sounding too happy about if they didn’t find Pink first.
“I’m not so sure if I want to find her first…” Striker mumbled, trying not to be heard all too clearly.
“Well unlike everyone else, we’re out here to try and bring her to a safe place.” Cranberry reminded Striker, with just a touch of firmness in her voice.
“…Cranberry… where exactly are we going to bring her?” Raiden replied, seeing a hole in the plan. Cranberry stopped dead, realizing she had forgotten all about that.
“Do you think it would be possible to hide her somewhere on Pioneer 2?” Cranberry asked nervously, really wanting to sort out this problem.
Raiden and Striker stopped moving forward as well, turning to face Cranberry. “How would we be able to hide her? Her appearance is very… noticeable to say the least.” Raiden answered firmly, not much liking the idea.
“I think the safest thing to do would be to transport her elsewhere. This area isn’t safe for her any longer because hunters will be looking for her constantly.” Striker added, putting particular emphases on his plan.
“Well that’s really the best idea we have to go by. Once we find Pink lets help her get to somewhere safe. I don’t think she’d be very willing to come aboard Pioneer 2 anyways.” Cranberry agreed, nodding to herself as she thought it over.
Just as if something were cueing it, the communication system the three of them were given suddenly yelled out, a male voice saying, “We’ve found it! We’ll put the coordinates on the communications system. Please hurry! This thing is extremely dangerous! My group members have already taken quite a bit of damage and we’re not going to be able to stop this thing alone! Everyone, please hurry and come!”
Cranberry, Striker, and Raiden’s heads snapped up, looking at each other in a slight panic as Striker immediately brought up the holographic map to show them the marked coordinates. “We better start running, that location is at least ten minutes from our current location.” Striker stated, nodding to Cranberry and Raiden before setting out at a run with the others following right behind him.
The party dashed through the forest, leaping over thick branches that would likely cause them to trip. Raiden took the lead so she could slice away any obstacles with her double cannon as the party aggressively made their way towards the coordinates. The communication system once again sounded, “Damn it! Somebody please hurry! This thing’s killed both my group mates!” causing the party to run even faster towards their target.
“We’re almost there! Get ready everyone; this isn’t going to be easy!” Cranberry shouted to Raiden and Striker, casting shifta and deband on them as a safety precaution. The party rushed towards their destination, and quickly came to a large clearing close to the edge of the forest. A small pond connected to a little stream was at the far side of the clearing, and a huge tree occupied a decent chunk of the remaining space. The scene was not completely peaceful however, because there were two corpses lying in the middle of the field, large pools of blood surrounding them, the bodies looking like they’ve been slashed multiple times.
“If I wasn’t a droid… I might’ve been sick right about now…” Striker groaned as he looked over the scene.
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