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Post by Cujo on May 9, 2007 21:05:01 GMT -5
Artemis weaved through the leafy green trees, hoping she wouldn't run into anybody to dangerous. She had be training and was tired, besides, she wasn't really well known around the Murders base yet, and didn't want to get attacked by someone on her own team. She sighed and sat down on a rock in a small clearing, setting her bow down next to her.
A twig snapped in the distance, and she looked at the surrounding trees, hoping no one was going to jump out and attack her.
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Post by Mace on May 10, 2007 14:12:41 GMT -5
((What is it with twigs? It is always a twig lol))
Carson Beckett was out for a walk, trying to get a good idea of the surounding country side. He was still new to the Fifty, only having been there a few days. As he walked, he soon caught sight of a small clearing and could see the shadow of somone sitting in it. He continued toward it, a little wary that it might be a Murder.
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Post by Cujo on May 10, 2007 15:35:43 GMT -5
//Um...twigs are...snappy! Yeah...they work well. And I don't use twigs THAT often...it's you....not me...right?//
Anyone there? Artemis called out, a strand of her blue hair falling over her left eye. She brushed it back behind her ear. She stood up and strung her bow, noching an arrow. Show yourself! She said, her eyes narrowing. Someone was definitly out there.
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Post by Mace on May 10, 2007 15:53:07 GMT -5
((Lol))
"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," Beckett said as he entered the clearing, eyeing the bow carefully.
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Post by Cujo on May 10, 2007 16:13:34 GMT -5
Who are you? She demanded, pointing her bow towards the ground. What are you doing here?
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Post by Mace on May 10, 2007 16:20:30 GMT -5
"My names Carson. I was just walking," he said with a disarming smile.
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Post by Cujo on May 10, 2007 16:28:12 GMT -5
Artemis looked around for Nightingale, her wolf. Spotting the black wolf walking towards her through the trees, she put her bow down. I'm Artemis. This is Nightingale, She said shortly, wondering why Carson had been walking through the forest.
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Post by Mace on May 10, 2007 16:51:39 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you, I hope I wasn't intruding," he said.
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Post by Cujo on May 10, 2007 16:53:45 GMT -5
No. We were exploring the territory, Artemis said as Nightingale sat down by her feet.
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Post by Mace on May 10, 2007 17:06:52 GMT -5
"That's what I was doing too," Beckett said, "Are you part of the Fifty too?"
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Post by Cujo on May 10, 2007 17:11:14 GMT -5
No, I'm part of the Murders, Artemis said, gesturing to herself and to Nightingale.
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Post by Mace on May 10, 2007 18:31:04 GMT -5
"Oh," Beckett said, for a moment he was afraid of an attack, but he knew that other members of the Fifty had had peaceful meetings with the Murders. He hoped that this one would be too, but if push came to shove, he was ready.
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Post by Cujo on May 10, 2007 19:05:51 GMT -5
Artemis sat down next to Nightingale, and she only came up to her shoulder sitting. She kept one hand on her crossbow, just incase. Her curiosity finally overpowered her, and she blurted out as many questions as she could in one breath. What's it like with the Fifty? Do they have electricity? Do you eat warm food?
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Post by Mace on May 11, 2007 15:01:10 GMT -5
"Well, yes. We have all those things," he said, slightly surprised at the girl's questions. "It's pretty nice actually." He sat down across from her.
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Post by Cujo on May 11, 2007 20:34:03 GMT -5
Nice...what do you mean by 'nice'? Artemis asked, wondering what the man meant. She leaned forward slightly, her eyes wide with interest. My mother always said my curiosity would kill me...and it has almost killed me more than once...oh well, this guy doesn't look too dangerous...I'll be fine...besides, Nightingale is with me. She thought, wanting to hear all that Beckett had to say.
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