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revivalproject2022-07-13 11:59 pm
knightlyperformance) wrote in revivalproject2022-07-13 11:59 pm
Entry tags:
Adventure Around Every Corner
WHO: Marc Spector/Steven Grant and open!
WHERE: Sh'Ka
WHAT: Trying to find useful things without raising too many questions
WHEN: Now
WARNINGS: N/A
NOTES: All options start with Marc but are open to switch off with Steven depending how things progress.
I. General Area
Sh'Ka was quiet. Not that Temba wasn't quiet, but this was...well, it was certainly more obvious that the place wasn't as inhabited, even by the sparse population listed on the directory. Marc was feeling that it was less and less of a good idea to have come out this way. Sure, he wasn't absolutely trusting of everyone there but at least it was a known territory, and if anything were to happen, it'd likely be there in Temba. Not so much here, even with the subtle signs that at least some work had been attempted at restoration.
"I dunno, maybe this wasn't such a great idea," he started to say as he walked along, fingers flexing at his side as he wished they'd have obtained some kind of weapon by now, a knife or a firearm, the latter of which he preferred didn't require instructions being downloaded directly into your head. He had enough problems in that department.
The only thing keeping him from suggesting they take the train back was that it had already been a long ride out, and Marc wasn't looking forward to the return trip. "I'm not even sure what we're trying to look for, here," he muttered. He knew Steven couldn't readily respond, not without a reflection handy, but it was getting a little easier to be aware of what the other was doing, depending on who was in control. Knowing that Steven was with him still was a very minor comfort, at least.
II. Department Store
Magically produced clothes was good and all- okay, more than good, but technically there were two people to consider and not nearly enough options between them. Which, Marc supposed, was a good thing because then they wouldn't stir up too many questions when he decided to have some off-days with his fashion choices.
"This looks okay," he said as he held up some kind of jacket, eventually rolling it up and adding it to the bag he'd found to carry whatever useful things they came across. He continued along again, only glancing briefly at a partially shattered mirror that rested against a nearby column. "...wonder what they got by way of tools around here." An ax would come in handy, or a hatchet, although he had some doubts that he'd find anything of the sort as he sought out the appropriate area.
III. Corridor
Realizing that the city was a mirror-image of Temba by way of layout didn't really help when you weren't very familiar with Temba's layout as it was. Marc was beginning to see just how different Sh'Ka was as the greenery became denser and the roadway was barely discernable for how much nature had taken over. He was completely caught up in studying the overhead arches, barely noticeable beneath their green coverage, when he nearly fell as a section of the road gave way underfoot.
It was more of a sudden depression in the ground, and as Marc straightened his eyes widened slightly as he stared what was there before him. "Oh no..." They weren't just random impressions. They were tracks.
"I sure hope we don't find out whatever made those."
A rustling beyond the trees drew his attention then, every muscle tensing in preparation to run.
WHERE: Sh'Ka
WHAT: Trying to find useful things without raising too many questions
WHEN: Now
WARNINGS: N/A
NOTES: All options start with Marc but are open to switch off with Steven depending how things progress.
I. General Area
Sh'Ka was quiet. Not that Temba wasn't quiet, but this was...well, it was certainly more obvious that the place wasn't as inhabited, even by the sparse population listed on the directory. Marc was feeling that it was less and less of a good idea to have come out this way. Sure, he wasn't absolutely trusting of everyone there but at least it was a known territory, and if anything were to happen, it'd likely be there in Temba. Not so much here, even with the subtle signs that at least some work had been attempted at restoration.
"I dunno, maybe this wasn't such a great idea," he started to say as he walked along, fingers flexing at his side as he wished they'd have obtained some kind of weapon by now, a knife or a firearm, the latter of which he preferred didn't require instructions being downloaded directly into your head. He had enough problems in that department.
The only thing keeping him from suggesting they take the train back was that it had already been a long ride out, and Marc wasn't looking forward to the return trip. "I'm not even sure what we're trying to look for, here," he muttered. He knew Steven couldn't readily respond, not without a reflection handy, but it was getting a little easier to be aware of what the other was doing, depending on who was in control. Knowing that Steven was with him still was a very minor comfort, at least.
II. Department Store
Magically produced clothes was good and all- okay, more than good, but technically there were two people to consider and not nearly enough options between them. Which, Marc supposed, was a good thing because then they wouldn't stir up too many questions when he decided to have some off-days with his fashion choices.
"This looks okay," he said as he held up some kind of jacket, eventually rolling it up and adding it to the bag he'd found to carry whatever useful things they came across. He continued along again, only glancing briefly at a partially shattered mirror that rested against a nearby column. "...wonder what they got by way of tools around here." An ax would come in handy, or a hatchet, although he had some doubts that he'd find anything of the sort as he sought out the appropriate area.
III. Corridor
Realizing that the city was a mirror-image of Temba by way of layout didn't really help when you weren't very familiar with Temba's layout as it was. Marc was beginning to see just how different Sh'Ka was as the greenery became denser and the roadway was barely discernable for how much nature had taken over. He was completely caught up in studying the overhead arches, barely noticeable beneath their green coverage, when he nearly fell as a section of the road gave way underfoot.
It was more of a sudden depression in the ground, and as Marc straightened his eyes widened slightly as he stared what was there before him. "Oh no..." They weren't just random impressions. They were tracks.
"I sure hope we don't find out whatever made those."
A rustling beyond the trees drew his attention then, every muscle tensing in preparation to run.