23 ... getting down to business

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

[There's a stitchpunk out by the duck pond, inspecting the muddy, trampled earth. The plumage hanging off the back of her birdskull helmet has a shock of color in it from the feathers from 6.]


Filtered to York
Your were right, he left a trail. Looks like he was headed into the forests. Are there any other structures or buildings out there he might try to use?



Filtered to Shortpack
I'll be out of the castle for a while. Although he's pretty self-sufficient, could you keep an eye on Ruffian for me? [Since the cat seems most adept at blowing her cover, and that's absolutely the last thing 7 needs!]


[She wasn't sure how she'd never thought of it before, but it finally occurred to her to wish for the castle to make her journal more size appropriate, and would now fit securely in her pocket.]

[[ooc: backdated to after this. Open post and journal!]]

Comments

7

[pocketsizedpal.livejournal.com]

Uh...sure thing.

Is everything okay?

Shortpack

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

Yes, for the moment.

[She pauses, and then - and only because he's her closest friend and she trusts him;]

I've taken on a scouting mission. From York. [And all that implies]

7

[pocketsizedpal.livejournal.com]

[He appreciates the trust, he really does]

Huh. Well...be careful, okay? [Because a scouting mission can never be good considering the nutcases that live here. He knows she can look after herself but he still worries]

Shortpack

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

I will. [Considering the gravity of the situation, she's not going to argue this time.]

and keep out of trouble yourself, alright?

7

[pocketsizedpal.livejournal.com]

Good, I won't be happy if you take a 2 week break.

I always keep myself out of trouble.

[7]

[encryptedlock]

Thanks. Figured you might be able to tell, even he went invisible.

As long as he doesn't head toward town, the only ones I know of are the Danger Room, which he'd need a key for and he's not getting one from Prime, and...I think there's a greenhouse out there too. Not sure what he'd do with that? Oh, and that Viking guy built a hut, I think.

[York & Delta]

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

He might be able to go invisible, but the grass can't.

Thanks. It's good to know what he has at his disposal.

[7]

[encryptedlock]

Heh. Yeah. Bet he's not even thinking about that.

There might be a couple more shelters out there, but I don't know of anything else he could actually use.

..And thanks for checking this out for me, 7. I owe ya one.

[York & Delta]

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

Don't mention it.[a small, dark chuckle] Actually, I figure this makes us even for the whole hawk thing.

[slingshots]

[...what. what is that. THAT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE A HAMSTER BUDDY. Just kinda... standing back, by a tree, watching this weirdly... animated... doll-thing. last time she saw something like that it was a bomb. 8(]

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

[She's tracking, running across the castle grounds and up towards the forest]

[slingshots]

[quick glance around and... yeah, she's totally gotta follow that thing. nevermind that she's not dressed for Robining around and having adventures, CREEP-FOLLOW IS A GO.]

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

[She slows down once she gets into the woods, having to now pick the trail from the thick undergrowth and distinguish it from the general comings-and-goings of the wildlife.]

[It might be a little harder to track her, since she fits so easily in all the undergrown. Carrie should be able to catch glimpses of white from the dark green, however]

7

[pocketsizedpal.livejournal.com]

Uh...sure thing.

Is everything okay?

Shortpack

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

Yes, for the moment.

[She pauses, and then - and only because he's her closest friend and she trusts him;]

I've taken on a scouting mission. From York. [And all that implies]

7

[pocketsizedpal.livejournal.com]

[He appreciates the trust, he really does]

Huh. Well...be careful, okay? [Because a scouting mission can never be good considering the nutcases that live here. He knows she can look after herself but he still worries]

Shortpack

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

I will. [Considering the gravity of the situation, she's not going to argue this time.]

and keep out of trouble yourself, alright?

[7]

[encryptedlock]

Thanks. Figured you might be able to tell, even he went invisible.

As long as he doesn't head toward town, the only ones I know of are the Danger Room, which he'd need a key for and he's not getting one from Prime, and...I think there's a greenhouse out there too. Not sure what he'd do with that? Oh, and that Viking guy built a hut, I think.

[York & Delta]

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

He might be able to go invisible, but the grass can't.

Thanks. It's good to know what he has at his disposal.

[7]

[encryptedlock]

Heh. Yeah. Bet he's not even thinking about that.

There might be a couple more shelters out there, but I don't know of anything else he could actually use.

..And thanks for checking this out for me, 7. I owe ya one.

[York & Delta]

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

Don't mention it.[a small, dark chuckle] Actually, I figure this makes us even for the whole hawk thing.

[slingshots]

[...what. what is that. THAT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE A HAMSTER BUDDY. Just kinda... standing back, by a tree, watching this weirdly... animated... doll-thing. last time she saw something like that it was a bomb. 8(]

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

[She's tracking, running across the castle grounds and up towards the forest]

[slingshots]

[quick glance around and... yeah, she's totally gotta follow that thing. nevermind that she's not dressed for Robining around and having adventures, CREEP-FOLLOW IS A GO.]

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

[She slows down once she gets into the woods, having to now pick the trail from the thick undergrowth and distinguish it from the general comings-and-goings of the wildlife.]

[It might be a little harder to track her, since she fits so easily in all the undergrown. Carrie should be able to catch glimpses of white from the dark green, however]