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Oct 10, 2010 18:55:41 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 10, 2010 18:55:41 GMT -5
"Master?" Mikau asked quizzically before the man walked off to place a call. Probably TO that master... Mikau thought to himself. He folded his arms and watched stars for a moment while Jarod was conversing. What would he do? Ilia, his pilot, would be here soon with the ship, not to mention... he hadn't yet completed his mission. As if it was fate, his commlink beeped.
"Yes?" Mikau asked quietly. It was Ilia on the other end, reporting that the ship was landed and ready for takeoff upon his return. "...No. I, uh... No, I'll come back when I'm ready to leave. I have to finish what I started." He beeped out, and surprisingly, threw his commlink on the ground and crushed it with his foot. He sighed as he did this... now he had new plans for escaping the planet. Mikau smiled wryly.
As Jarod walked back, Mikau nodded to him. "I don't usually cooperate much with others, especially not Jedi. But seeing as you're stuck here for that long without a co-pilot and company, and... seeing as my pilot died, I suppose we should work together..." Mikau didn't take kindly to lying, but his new plan involved a few things: finishing his mission, killing his pilot, taking the ship for himself, and following this Jarod character.
Mikau 'hmmm'ed again, scratching his chin. "You are a Jedi, no?"
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Oct 10, 2010 19:06:17 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 10, 2010 19:06:17 GMT -5
" Me? A jedi?" He started to chuckle, " No, I am what you would call...A Dark Jedi, I despise the Jedi" He turns away, and scratches his chin, then turns back to Mikau, " I suppose you're not a Jedi either? " -Insert Mikau's answer here- " Hmmmmm " He turns, and walks towards the far end of the clearing, and leans back against the Fungi Tree, when suddenly his ship rumbles into sight. The Vorzeichen hovered for a second, then extended it's lower ramp, Jarod quickly leaped onto the extended ramp, and quickly yells. " I'm sorry, but I must continue my mission...else where, Pray we don't meet again, for I will kill you..." He then starts to head up the ramp.
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Oct 10, 2010 19:19:52 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 10, 2010 19:19:52 GMT -5
OOC: Don't worry, play along. ;D
IC: "Hmph," Mikau said, eying the fellow Dark Jedi carefully. "Then we're in the same boat. If we had official names, I too would be a Dark Jedi..." He trailed off as the ship Jarod called his own came into view, and watched as he jumped on the lower ramp without the ship landing.
When he called out to Mikau, he simply bellowed into the jungle with a merry laugh. Mikau pulled his saber hilt into his hand, igniting its beautiful cyan blade. He flipped it backwards in order to hold it reverse-grip as he began running. "Oh no, my friend, not yet!" he called as he summoned the force into his feet and leaped high into the air.
The young Dark Jedi caught the bottom of the lower ramp and hoisted himself up, landing nicely on the landing ramp. As the ship began to fly off, Mikau didn't bother trying to get safety inside the ship. Instead, he instinctively came up with his saber with an easy-to-block arc. Mikau jokingly winked at his opponent and laughed menacingly in the billowing wind.
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Oct 10, 2010 19:27:36 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 10, 2010 19:27:36 GMT -5
" Welcome Back Jarod, Systems prepped, Where do you wish to depart?" " Head west, Then you can drop me off the-" Jarod heard the distinct sound of feet thudding down on the ramp, and quickly activated his green saber, and easily parried the blow. He stares at Mikau, absolute anger in his eyes, and he pushes forward, slowly pushing his enemies blade towards him. " I Gave you a chance to live, and you throw it aside, Very Well then, prepare to die!" He utters a quick snarl, and pushed forward with his blade, attempting to send the Dark Jedi sliding backwards off the ramp. Yet, Mikau would not budge, " You are strong...but you cannot defeat me..." He snarls as he pulls his free hand back, and shoves forward with a quick force push, attempting to send Mikau flying off into the Fungi Jungle.
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Oct 10, 2010 19:33:26 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 10, 2010 19:33:26 GMT -5
Mikau smiled with content as the blow was parried, and he pushed equally as hard in the saber lock as the ship flew at near full speed in the western direction. The wind blowing through his hair and eyes, Mikau could barely see anything.
Though his eyes widened when the Force push came at him. Unable to block it, his lightsaber flew out of his hand, deactivated, and fell towards some unknown location throughout the jungle. He had lost it... at least, there was no way to get it back now. The Force push sent Mikau off the ramp flipping, but mid-flip, he was able to grab the edge of the ramp with a hand. He sighed heavily and hung there with one hand, attempting to pull himself up with the other.
The boy looked down. They were very high above the jungle, and a fall would kill him. And he was devoid of his trusted, worn-out lightsaber...
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Oct 10, 2010 19:38:32 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 10, 2010 19:38:32 GMT -5
Jarod chuckled, he dare try to attack him on a boarding ramp, how foolish. He slowly strides over to the boy, hanging on for dear life. " Hahaha, Well Well Well, I think your plan backfired" He slowly eases his right boot over his right hand, slowly pushing down, " So...What a foolish move you pulled, trying to get the jump on me, Well, I hope you like the view...because you're about to get an upclose one soon, any last words? He devilishly smiles as he pushes harder on his hand, and lets the blade of his green saber hang inches from Mikau's face.
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Oct 10, 2010 19:46:03 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 10, 2010 19:46:03 GMT -5
Mikau chuckled to himself under the wind, letting a slight smile grow on his lips. He had been beaten, and there was no doubt about that... and without a lightsaber, it was pointless to continue the fight. Though if he dropped now, he feared death would strike him within impact. Though there was always that chance, using the Force to break one's fall...
Mikau looked up and met the eye of Jarod and the green whizzing blade by his face. He flashed an evil toothy smile, the started swinging his body, even under the weight of the leather boot. With his other hand, Mikau swung over and grabbed the bar that connected the ramp to the bottom of the ship. He let go of the ramp itself by pulling his under from under the boot. That hand was red and had a boot mark, but nothing more. As he swung around, he grabbed the bar with both hands and then kicked himself back onto the ramp behind Jarod.
He had two options, and he had to think fast. He could attempt to Force push Jarod from his own ship, but that would be unwise. It was clearly his ship, and Mikau was not an experienced enough pilot himself to be able to maneuver it. His other option was to jump off the ramp immediately. Making the wiser choice, he smiled at Jarod as he whirled around, and simply let himself fall from the ramp, waving to Jarod as he fell through the air...
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Oct 10, 2010 20:09:46 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 10, 2010 20:09:46 GMT -5
Jarod watched his body descend, a slight frown strung across his face. " The Crazy Bastard...Oh Well, He's been eliminated..." He quickly deactivated his lightsaber, and silently stride back into the ship, the hatch closing up behind him. Once inside, he quickly shed his ruined armor, and obtained a new pair, all prepared Dark Jedi have extra clothing, along with spare medpacks. He decided to try the camoflauge armor, to better blend into his surroundings. The armor now has blue where it had black, and green where it had red, now he can completely blend in with the flora of the jungle.
He strode into the cockpit, his helmet at his side, as he watched the Ship speed over the jungles. " Hmmmm, Computer, Stop here...that's a perfect spot..." The ship slows to a hover, and Jarod quickly gathers his supplies, and heads to the ramp. The ramp slowly opens, and Jarod leaps out, using the force to guide his descent onto a small mushroom type plant, and continued to leap deeper into the forest. He slammed against the soft dirt with a wet thud, his helmet still clutched in his left hand, " I'm getting tired of this scenery..." He takes the helmet, and connects it with a quick snap, and sprints off into the jungle.
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Oct 10, 2010 20:29:30 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 10, 2010 20:29:30 GMT -5
Mikau's smile disappeared and he slowly shut his eyes as he fell through the jungle. Time seemed to slow to a stop, and the young Dark Jedi shut out the sound of noise in his head. Everything seemed silent, and the young boy was concentrating all the Force energy he had in him. His breathing slowed to a steady pace, and he was at one with the Force, ready to break his fall, when...
His concentration broke as he heard the rumbling of engines. His pilot, by some outrageous and crazy means, had found out where he was. Mikau hit the top of his shuttle hard, and Ilia opened the top plate so Mikau could fall through. Battered and bruised, he hit the floor of the central area of the craft. With the Force, however, the fall had not killed him.
Switching the shuttle to auto-pilot, Ilia tended to Mikau and set him up on a kolto IV and regulating systems to be sure she could monitor his metabolism and other bodily functions. Though the fall had not killed Mikau, it certainly did its fair share of damage to the young Dark Jedi.
After a few minutes, Mikau had regained consciousness. He checked his arm to see the needle, and checked the flashing monitors showing a regular heartbeat. He hadn't died after all. But his lightsaber... the hilt was special. Sure, he could get another one in time, but that saber meant something to him. Shaking off his dizziness, and against the will of Ilia, Mikau stood and pulled the kolto-injecting needle from his wrist.
The young man breathed heavily and regained his stature as he traveled to the cockpit. Ilia, shocked as ever, tried to force him back down, but Mikau was reluctant. He studied where they were in the sky, and told her to go more west... that's where Jarod was headed. As she was flying west, Mikau immediately noticed where he had fallen. "There..." he managed to cough out. "My lightsaber... it fell..." He staggered, leaning on a knee, and coughed a bit. His pilot landed the ship on a giant lily pad.
The last thing Mikau remembered before he had passed out again was the landing of the ship, but when he awoke, he was back on the medical bed, needle in his arm. He smiled weakly, however; his lightsaber, the trusted and battered hilt with a piece of Bentarr's cloak on it sat on the table beside him. Ilia had retrieved it.
Mikau looked out the window to make sure they were still heading west... and indeed they were. Morning was approaching... and Jarod was sure he had gotten away. While Mikau did not intend on killing him, the chase was not over... nor was his original mission.
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Oct 11, 2010 13:43:44 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 11, 2010 13:43:44 GMT -5
Jarod continued to trudge through the thick, Human Fungi Jungle, " I'm starting to hate this place... I wish the scenery would at least change..." A plethora of noises boomed to his right, he whirled around quickly, his green saber already activated. He stared intently at the patch of fungi, as the booming sounds grew closer. Suddenly, the fungi exploded outward, as a massive blue and black variation of the mammalian creature he encountered before rumbles out, a heavily armed native mounting it.
He flung his satchel aside, and quickly activated his blue blade, and charged towards the monstrous beast. The beast snarled loudly, and at the command of it's master, flung itself at the charging Dark Jedi. Jarod quickly slid to the side, narrowly dodging the beast's charge, landing a small cut on it's leg, right below the kneecap. The beast bellowed in anger, obviously completely pissed, and it clumsily wheeled around, dragging it's right claw across the ground, heading right for Jarod.
The claw slammed into Jarod's back, sending him spiraling into the smashed fungi, both of his sabers flying in opposite directions. The native atop the beast screamed a guttural howl, and the massive beast charged forward, attempting to trample the hapless man underfoot. " Oh no...you don't..." Jarod quickly recovered and charged for the beast, both sabers quickly flying into his hands, but it would be close. The sabers flew into Jarod's hands, and he quickly activated them, cutting a blue and green path through the beast's legs, and it toppled down, squealing in agony.
" Not So tough Are ya now! " He quickly spins his green blade, and stabs it into the beast's lower back, severing it's spine with one quickly jab, but the battle was not over yet... The large native atop the beast leaped forward, sending a stump like foot into Jarod's chest, sending him sprawling at the base of a large fungi tree. The creature sprints forward, barking angrily, a large bone sword upraised in a slashing motion, preparing to bring it down on Jarod. Jarod quickly grabbed his blue saber, and brought it up to parry the blow. The saber's blade swiftly slices through the crude weapon, through the muscle tissue in the hand, past the bone, completely severing the creature's hand. The creature barked in agony, as Jarod swiftly stabbed downward with his green blade, ending the native's life. He quickly deactivated his blades, retrieved his satchel, and continued his journey into the jungle.
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Oct 11, 2010 14:17:15 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 11, 2010 14:17:15 GMT -5
The sun was slowly yet surely making its way up into the sky, attempting to cast a pink glow on the luminescent jungle. Mikau's shuttle was still moving due west, and Mikau was feeling more energized now that he had the kolto flowing through his system. Slowly, the young Dark Jedi removed the IV from his wrist and took his lightsaber from the tray, strapping it on his waist. He made way to the cockpit slowly and took the passenger seat beside Ilia.
"Look," Mikau said, pointing downwards to a disfigured patch of fungi. The shuttle slowed, and Mikau pointed out the fact that a ship had hovered over this direct area, causing the flora to bend uneasily. He stood and stretched his limbs, making sure he was ready to continue pursuit.
Ilia lowered the ramp without landing, and Mikau walked out onto it, the wind hitting him again in the face. He held tightly to the bar and waited for Ilia to descend a little further. When close enough, Mikau jumped off and landed softly into the disturbed soil that had started Jarod's next trail. Instinctively, Mikau sampled the dirt in order to decide how recent the man had been there. Realizing he was a mere half and hour apart at best, Mikau sprinted down the jungle pass, lightsaber hilt in hand.
Eventually the young man came to a walking pace as he noticed the giant, dead carcass of a local beast and the few remains of a native who had extensively been prone to lightsaber damage. Mikau noticed that every wound on both victims were lightsaber marks, so the young man guessed that it had to have been Jarod. In order to make up good time, he sprinted down the path in order to catch up with the man.
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Oct 11, 2010 16:14:35 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 11, 2010 16:14:35 GMT -5
Jarod hiked through the jungle, his heavy boots making various squishes and squashes as it trampled upon the moist ground.As he traveled, he noticed that the jungle floor changed with each new clearing, Finally, a new change at least... Suddenly, a large bone axe burst from the fungi trees, and sailed towards Jarod, who easily deflected it aside via a quick force push.
The fungi trees exploded, and a swarm of natives rushed out, brandishing swords and axes. Jarod quickly activated both of his sabers, and the battle was joined. Jarod slashed and parried, thrusted and blocked, leaped and bounded, and even put a few barrel rolls in there. Alas, it was not enough, the natives were never ending, and they soon overpowered him. " Back you scound- Aghh!" Blood splattered his blue armor, and he stared at the bloody, ragged stump where his left hand used to be. He slowly falls to the ground, blood quickly flowing from his wound. He stares up at the mass of natives gathering around him, weapons raised, preparing to bring them down upon the hapless Dark Jedi, only a miracle could save him now, or some really, really....REALLY dumb luck...
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Oct 11, 2010 17:46:29 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 11, 2010 17:46:29 GMT -5
The natives that circled Jarod and took out his left hand were laughing menacingly, but their fun was to shortly and abruptly end. As if out of nowhere, all the native creatures flew back mysteriously and away from Jarod, each group hitting a different fungi stalk.
And from above a large mushroom top, Mikau leaped over, flipping through the air as he finished his combo by slamming his fist down into the soil; moreover, sending a huge wave of Force energy through the ground into the already paralyzed natives. Quickly, Mikau activated his lightsaber and flipped it backwards. Without giving Jarod a second look, Mikau dashed towards his first target.
The axe-wielding native came aggressively straight down in order to sever Mikau in half, but again using his Force push expertise, sent the native flying back against the same stalk. Mikau rushed forward, bringing his arm up with the saber behind it. The native fell, severed diagonally in half.
Unfortunately, the other natives had acquired the time needed to regain themselves and charge the Dark Jedi. Brandishing again their swords and axes, they all came at him at once, circling him from every direction... almost as is they were playing with Mikau before the slaughtered him.
Almost instinctively, Mikau deactivated his lightsaber and sat down, inverted cross-legged. He shut his eyes and concentrated, ignoring the dangerous natives who were about to charge. Through still-closed eyes, the young Dark Jedi smiled as small rocks and plants were uprooted and began floating through the air. Then the natives charged simultaneously...
Every rock and plant that was floating came beelining at the natives one by one, and Mikau stood. He outstretched both arms and screamed, sending a bubble of Force exploding in every direction around him (Force Repulse). The Natives flew back; some had obtained rocks in the head as well as impact. The few that stood up retreated immediately back into the jungle.
Mikau laughed as he slowly walked over to the left-handless Dark Jedi, but right as he was about to mock him for being wounded by natives, Mikau himself fell to his knees due to fatigue. Such Force concentration weakened him incredibly. Panting, he met the eye of the other Dark Jedi. "You're welcome..." he said, before he fell to the ground and passed out.
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Oct 11, 2010 18:17:57 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 11, 2010 18:17:57 GMT -5
Jarod slowly propped himself up, looking wearily at the ragged stump of a left hand. " How could I let them get to me..." He quickly turned his head groggily to the side, staring at the small wrist-link on his right arm, " Voice Activation Code #24547, Jarod to Computer, Bring the ship around, I'll set off the homing beacon..." He waited for a response, but obtained none, " Computer? Do you read me? Come in..." He snarled in disgust, " God Damnit! Computer! Come in at once..."
He slammed his good hand angerily against the soft ground, and swore many, many times. " God Damn Computer! Must be something interfering with the signal..." He slowly, and painfully staggers to his feet, his entire body sore. He then slowly walks bends down, and snatches up his green saber, his blue one was lost in the Force explosion Mikau caused. He quickly leans back, and removes the medkit from his satchel, and begins to work on his left arm. After he was finished, he slowly began to drift into the dark recesses of sleep, knowing not if he would survive this dark trip...
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Oct 11, 2010 20:19:02 GMT -5
Post by Alexander on Oct 11, 2010 20:19:02 GMT -5
What was really only minutes felt like hours to Mikau as he awoke from being passed out. Such a massive blast of pure Force was devastating to his well being, and even more so to his ability to continue on his mission. That was an attack that would not be used to again for long time, if at all.
His head was intensely throbbing, but surprisingly, that was the only part of him that ached anymore. His leg felt better, even. He pulled himself up and rested on a knee, visually searching for his lightsaber. He found it and pulled it to himself, strapping it back onto his belt. He looked around wearily and noticed that all of the natives were gone.
Even in the sun, Mikau's least favorite weather, Felucia looked beautiful. The luminescent flora and the way things were messily growing about looked incredible to the young Dark Jedi, despite the fact that many bloody battles had taken place here. Though the planet looked more visually stunning at night, it held onto its beauty throughout the day. Mikau took it all in, enjoying it while he could. The young man began to notice what a strong affiliation the planet itself had to the Force; hence Mikau's ability to be able to Repulse at such intensity. It was thrilling to him.
Shaking off his thoughts, he stood and brushed himself off. He had almost forgotten that his original intent on the planet was to eliminate his target, but he was much to tired to continue that mission now. He would stay somewhere- probably his ship- for the night, and continue his mission tomorrow. Part of his reasoning was because he wanted to see what Jarod would do...
Finally noticing his unconscious body, Mikau strode slowly over the fellow Dark Jedi and gently kicked his sides. He was also out cold; probably longer than Mikau had been. And his hand... it was completely gone. Cybernetics would fix that, but alas... something like a prosthetic hand would be unavailable until returning to a medical bay. Mikau almost felt sorry for the man. Two hands were a necessity.
Mikau yawned, looking into the sky. He walked over to a giant mushroom and sat against the base of its stalk, awaiting Jarod to regain consciousness. He had no idea why he didn't just continue on without him, but Mikau really had nowhere else to go. After all, he had given chase to find the man... but for what reason, Mikau hadn't thought through completely.
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Oct 12, 2010 16:18:02 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 12, 2010 16:18:02 GMT -5
Darkness, Ever lasting darkness. The type of darkness you've experienced in only your darkest dreams, and all of Jarod's dreams were like that. He dreamed of dark, forbidden planets, filled to the brim with a variety of nightmarish creatures. He dreamed of a grassy world, filled with massive crab like, 6 legged creatures, their massive claws slamming down on hapless foes. He dreamed of a larger jungle planet, a massive swarm of wasp creatures descending upon larger furry creatures, while battle roared in the background. His dreams continued like this, nightmarish worlds, with even more nightmarish creatures, he then...awoke.
He jolted up, his lightsaber rolling off his lap, coming to a stop at the base of a large rock. " Urghh...Man...Wha-What happened? " He started to scratch his head with his left hand, when he suddenly realized he had no left hand, and then the memories began to flood back to him. The natives, the man, a huge explosion, he remembered it all. He scanned his surroundings, and quickly located Mikau, and weakly yelled, " Heh...Mind lending a hand to a one handed man?"
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Post by Alexander on Oct 12, 2010 17:17:57 GMT -5
"Hmph," Mikau said as he stood, brushing himself off. It was ironic indeed that the fellow Dark Jedi needed his help, especially after being chased half way across Felucia, despite the two lightsaber battles that the two had shared. Mikau shot the hand-less man a cynical smile as he slowly approached him, attaching his lightsaber hilt to his belt.
He stopped at the man's weak body and pulled Jarod's hilt into his hand followed by a firm clasp as it connected with his palm. Mikau studied it as he ignited its green blade, glowing as intensely as the flora around the planet. He chuckled and deactivated the saber, tossing the hilt gently into the man's lap. "I suppose I could lend a hand... but it'll cost you." Mikau laughed and offered a hand to help Jarod up.
A new plan had formed, Mikau assumed. He would help the man to the best of his ability, and then possibly return with him to wherever he had come from. Hey, Mikau thought, at least it was a way to leave Nar Shaddaa for good... then again... it was his only home. Mikau guessed he would consider it. If not, the young Dark Jedi knew he would at least follow Jarod's path off of Felucia to note where his master was...
Time would tell. Mikau narrowly met the eye of the other Dark Jedi as he offered to help him up, and glanced carelessly about the still-beautiful plant life of the planet itself.
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Post by Othorious on Oct 13, 2010 14:43:23 GMT -5
Jarod hated having to rely on others, but this Mikau character could be a possible asset. He quickly accepted the help of the Dark Jedi, and pulled himself up. " Well, This is a -cough- Awkward predicament, but I think we can help each other out" He quickly dusts himself off, and reattaching his lightsaber to his belt, turning away from Mikau. " My comm is down. maybe you can relay a message from your ship, to my ship. Hmmm, I hope you're not the pilot...because I truly do not want to hike to wherever you parked..." He turns back to Mikau, " So... Truce? " He extends his Right hand towards Mikau, awaiting a friendly handshake.
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Post by Alexander on Oct 15, 2010 16:18:10 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry for the late reply, just got back from vacation.
IC: Mikau grinned slightly and chuckled as the fellow Dark Jedi picked himself up. Getting help from this Jarod would benefit him, regardless of the fact that Mikau himself didn't tend to work well with other Force users in general, aside from his previous master. Nevertheless, he took a step back and considered working alongside this man.
"No," Mikau said, "I've got a pilot. But uh, my commlink is destroyed. So we, umm, may have to end up hiking a good distance." The boy looked up towards the tops of the mushrooms to see the sun setting again. Almost an entire day had passed since his arrival, and Mikau still had no idea where his target was even located. Moreover, he was much too tired to pursue him at this rate.
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Oct 15, 2010 19:10:26 GMT -5
Post by Othorious on Oct 15, 2010 19:10:26 GMT -5
Jarod sighs, " Damn...I knew something like that would happen...welp, we better get a move on, don't want to stay in one place too long..." He grabs his satchel with is good hand, and turns to Rikau. " So...Where to stranger? "
((Sorry for the super duper short post, I havn't been feeling good like, all week, and I have headaches alot, and it's hard for me to ya know, think of things to right >_<))
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