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| − | + | Frn'Zxk'Fkg's traded in his stylish top hat for an equally stylish khakhi pith cap, and has brought along a slender briefcase in addition to Anshera. He's carrying the little girl without apparent trouble, and has even furnished her with a nice green slouch hat. He continues to chirp and chatter as he scurries along. | |
| − | " | + | "The fabled Snowpuff... haunting the Frozen Wastes..." Grey makes a little scampering motion with his hand-paws. "They acquire the scent of their prey..." Pause for dramatic effect. "And they /pounce!/" The Lyiri jumps forward onto all fours, viciously attacking an innocent root that had had the misfortune to come above ground nearby to Grey. He spits the remains of the root out and continues after Kestrel on all fours. |
| − | + | "Generally with the teams we send out." Raymond says. "Evidently they can mass produce a few things on the station." | |
| − | + | And by carrying, Frn means 'Shera's standing on him with the most superhero-esque pose, sporting a pretty sweet hat. Oh yes. Chirpchirp chatter goes the bug, and she doesn't understand a lick of it. She points at the trail Kes mentioned, "Quite so. That way, darling!" | |
| − | + | A grin as she watches Grey and his antics, Kitt shakes her head before looking about her. Her eyes settle on...something..."What the..." and her pistol comes out of it's holster with practiced ease "heck is that," The weapon points forward, at a reptiallian creature "Watch out," she all but yells and moves to the side of the trail so that she can have a clear shot if needed. | |
| − | + | James Owens spots the path and begins following it while looking around trying to get a sense to see if the trail was leading them away from the south. He hears the call to watch out and turns towards it to see what's going on. | |
| − | + | "Makes sense," Kes asides to Raymond, nodding. "Makes it easier ta track y'all, too." She chuckles quietly at that. As soon as someone yells, though the Later's got a gun in her hand, searching ahead for a target once she notes the direction Kitt is facing. "...Couldja be any *louder*?" she grumbles in a faintly annoyed tone. "Betcha 'ere's a couple'a people back at th'base what didn't hear ya." | |
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Revision as of 19:00, 25 March 2012
Fortrain Spider
Frn'Zxk'Fkg's traded in his stylish top hat for an equally stylish khakhi pith cap, and has brought along a slender briefcase in addition to Anshera. He's carrying the little girl without apparent trouble, and has even furnished her with a nice green slouch hat. He continues to chirp and chatter as he scurries along.
"The fabled Snowpuff... haunting the Frozen Wastes..." Grey makes a little scampering motion with his hand-paws. "They acquire the scent of their prey..." Pause for dramatic effect. "And they /pounce!/" The Lyiri jumps forward onto all fours, viciously attacking an innocent root that had had the misfortune to come above ground nearby to Grey. He spits the remains of the root out and continues after Kestrel on all fours.
"Generally with the teams we send out." Raymond says. "Evidently they can mass produce a few things on the station."
And by carrying, Frn means 'Shera's standing on him with the most superhero-esque pose, sporting a pretty sweet hat. Oh yes. Chirpchirp chatter goes the bug, and she doesn't understand a lick of it. She points at the trail Kes mentioned, "Quite so. That way, darling!"
A grin as she watches Grey and his antics, Kitt shakes her head before looking about her. Her eyes settle on...something..."What the..." and her pistol comes out of it's holster with practiced ease "heck is that," The weapon points forward, at a reptiallian creature "Watch out," she all but yells and moves to the side of the trail so that she can have a clear shot if needed.
James Owens spots the path and begins following it while looking around trying to get a sense to see if the trail was leading them away from the south. He hears the call to watch out and turns towards it to see what's going on.
"Makes sense," Kes asides to Raymond, nodding. "Makes it easier ta track y'all, too." She chuckles quietly at that. As soon as someone yells, though the Later's got a gun in her hand, searching ahead for a target once she notes the direction Kitt is facing. "...Couldja be any *louder*?" she grumbles in a faintly annoyed tone. "Betcha 'ere's a couple'a people back at th'base what didn't hear ya."