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Fred Burkle ([personal profile] walkswithheroes) wrote2011-01-24 03:37 pm
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Saturday.

Fred is tired. Exhausted, more like. She's hungry and dirty, and for a moment, she has to make herself remember that she's not back on Pylea all over again. At least this time, there are other people with her and no one's being made to shovel demon horse poo, but the situation is still less than ideal. It makes her realize that this time, there's no one to miss her, no one who will wonder where she's gone to if she doesn't make it back. It's something that she tries to push out of her mind as the night goes on, knowing that there are more important things to focus on. Like the next thing that the game conjures up.

They've spent most of the night fighting the poisonous and deadly vines that turned up after Alistair's roll of the die, beating them back with branches and shooting at them while Alistair cut at the ones he could with his sword. Someone's almost hit by what Fred later realizes is a poisonous stinger, but they all manage to make it through mostly unscathed.

They find a spot to settle for the moment, and Fred sets the game down in front of her, opening it up to reveal the game board inside.

"Okay, so who's next?"

[identity profile] a-royal-bastard.livejournal.com 2011-01-25 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
After the night he had, Alistair remembered exactly why he didn't miss a lot of things about where he used to be. He was tense and sore, and if he didn't think it'd mean they'd be stuck there for the rest of their existence on this island, he'd taken his sword to the game in front of them all long ago. Wearily, his gaze fell on the man he'd come to know was named Dean.

"I think it's your turn," he said, holding out the dice for him to take. "Try to be a little luckier than I was."

[identity profile] tricksthetreat.livejournal.com 2011-01-28 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Trixa gave dean a look of disbelief. Who was Dean kidding? That man was trying to kill them, she wasn't gonna just... wait for him, if she had the chance to take him out first. "Not a promise I'm gonna make."

Pointing at the group, and the bleeding Adelle, she kept her voice low. "I get that you know him somehow, but the only thing I'm invested in is keeping them alive and that means getting rid of him somehow. If I have to shoot him, I'll do it, unless you've got a better idea."