chandler
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i was the box. the silvers had the key. i was looking for the lock.
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Post by chandler on May 17, 2015 19:11:33 GMT
"they are evrywere." chandler shivered. "anyway, we can talk more once we make it to the line of them they always have placed on the outer ring of the town."
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leo
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Post by leo on May 17, 2015 19:12:37 GMT
she nodded. "we can do it. do you know how to climb trees?" she asked suddenly, the gears turning almost visibly in her head.
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chandler
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i was the box. the silvers had the key. i was looking for the lock.
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Post by chandler on May 17, 2015 19:14:22 GMT
"yup. and, i have darts. POISION darts." she smiled. "dont worrie, i stole them."
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leo
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Post by leo on May 17, 2015 19:19:28 GMT
she nodded again. "when we get there, we can use the trees to navigate unseen, along the edges. we'd be far enough away for it to sound like the wind, or an animal," she explained before glancing at her, a ghost of a smile on her lips. "and maybe if one gets too close, we'll shoot him with a dart. happy?" he smile vanished. "we better go. we're loosing daylight."
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chandler
Poor Silver
i was the box. the silvers had the key. i was looking for the lock.
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Post by chandler on May 18, 2015 14:24:58 GMT
"yes. quiuickly now. you lead the way, you seem to know this place better than I." chandler said, scuttling off after her
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leo
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Post by leo on May 18, 2015 15:37:46 GMT
emerson nodded and relaxed her body, letting her weight balance in just the right places so when she moved, she barely made any noise. the girl crept along the outer edges of the village, keeping to the edges where the shrubs, trees, and other vegetation could shelter her if needed.
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chandler
Poor Silver
i was the box. the silvers had the key. i was looking for the lock.
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Post by chandler on May 18, 2015 23:56:19 GMT
chander followed her untill they were a few feet from the silver gaurds "on three."
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leo
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Post by leo on May 19, 2015 0:47:46 GMT
she nodded. "you lead the way," she muttered, slipping her hand into her bag and closing it around her pocket knife, just in case.
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chandler
Poor Silver
i was the box. the silvers had the key. i was looking for the lock.
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Post by chandler on May 19, 2015 1:35:58 GMT
"one." she tensed "two." she tightened her fist around the poison dart gun. "three." she launched out and latched out onto a tree. she slinked up it and into the bushy leaves. it seemed to support her weight, so she tryed a branch higher. the branch snapped and fell to the ground. an alarm sounded. they were caught.
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leo
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Post by leo on May 19, 2015 2:09:39 GMT
emerson darted off, her quick feet carrying her to the nearest tree. seh launched herself at it and scurried up, thanking the stars she was wearing pants and blouse. she easily shimmied up and pressed herself against the trunk, so she was hidden from shooting range. heart beating in her chest, the girl felt her fingers tingle with stress, as they always did. she gulped as a bullet whizzed past her ear.
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chandler
Poor Silver
i was the box. the silvers had the key. i was looking for the lock.
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Post by chandler on May 19, 2015 2:15:01 GMT
she shot a dart "run! GO GO GO!" she yelled at emerson.
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leo
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Post by leo on May 19, 2015 2:19:48 GMT
emerson gulped and decided to go for it. she'd practiced these before ,and the tree wasn't that high off the ground. so she dove off the tree and rolled as she hit the ground, reducing the impact of the hit. she scrambled to her feet, gritting her teeth as she scrambled to her feet and took off running after chandler, bullets eating the ground right after her feet, like an angry monster nipping at her heels.
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chandler
Poor Silver
i was the box. the silvers had the key. i was looking for the lock.
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Post by chandler on May 19, 2015 2:33:10 GMT
hahahahahahha.
she ran into thes ecluded forst, the dewdrops hitting her face like freedom bells
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leo
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Post by leo on May 19, 2015 3:07:05 GMT
emerson, right on her heels, kpet her mouth shut the whole time. she refused to scream. she would not let them take that from her. it was her way of silent defiance. not letting them get what they want. after all, they stole everything from her.
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chandler
Poor Silver
i was the box. the silvers had the key. i was looking for the lock.
Posts: 242
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Post by chandler on May 19, 2015 3:08:30 GMT
she raced for a few meters before the shouts sceced "im so sorry!" she cryed, hugging emerson. it suprized her, but she did trust her. and she hoped in her moment of weekness she would trust chandler as well.
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