06-22-2017, 01:35 AM
The Sage waited on the edge of the jungle, surveying the surroundings. Karl Jak was something of a prick, the Sage decided. He could only come to the conclusion that this placement was entirely on purpose. By putting the Safehouse amidst the most open part of the zone, it made the approach a very tenuous and vulnerable one. It was a means of drawing out the weakened. Bringing the lambs to the slaughter.
But it would be a chance that he had to make. The collar at the base of his neck was beginning to make an uncomfortably persistent beeping noise, and the little ghost’s collar was mimicking the awful insistence. It was truly surprising that the collars had depleted so heavily. How long had they been fighting in the forest? The time dilation effects of the Omniverse seemed to have dragged the battle well into the next day. A sudden rumbling emerged from the unconscious insect and an impressively accurate picture of a cooked jungle beast appeared in fuzzy smoke above its form.
“An accurate assessment, my little friend.” the Sage nodded, adjusting his hold on the inert insectoid, “We have one more sprint to run, then we can rest, recuperate... It is not safe here.” The Sage lifted the small bug onto his back and set off at a low crouch. Switching his method of transportation proved to help significantly at keeping his figure low without further imperiling the fragile bug-thing. He moved along the border between jungle and industry, tracing the path until he reached the point he had first entered the jungle. He spent a moment steadying his breath, and adjusted the position of Little ghost slightly. The Sage set off across the barren stretch to the logging camp, backtracking the route he took the first time.
But it would be a chance that he had to make. The collar at the base of his neck was beginning to make an uncomfortably persistent beeping noise, and the little ghost’s collar was mimicking the awful insistence. It was truly surprising that the collars had depleted so heavily. How long had they been fighting in the forest? The time dilation effects of the Omniverse seemed to have dragged the battle well into the next day. A sudden rumbling emerged from the unconscious insect and an impressively accurate picture of a cooked jungle beast appeared in fuzzy smoke above its form.
“An accurate assessment, my little friend.” the Sage nodded, adjusting his hold on the inert insectoid, “We have one more sprint to run, then we can rest, recuperate... It is not safe here.” The Sage lifted the small bug onto his back and set off at a low crouch. Switching his method of transportation proved to help significantly at keeping his figure low without further imperiling the fragile bug-thing. He moved along the border between jungle and industry, tracing the path until he reached the point he had first entered the jungle. He spent a moment steadying his breath, and adjusted the position of Little ghost slightly. The Sage set off across the barren stretch to the logging camp, backtracking the route he took the first time.
Quote:Sage and LG moving B15 -> SHB
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