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Fort Cumberland

POSTED: Sat Jun 25, 2016 8:08 pm



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She was being careful – at least, she thought she was. Her feet were solid on the crumbling stone, her toes small enough to bear weight evenly without causing a fall. She wanted to see out through one of the slatted windows, once long ago used for light, but it was a rough task. Perhaps if she was a cat, it would be easier, but she hardly wanted to be a cat. Wouldn't that be ridiculous? Ridiculous, her mind echoed the sentiment of her train of thought as she scaled another stone, finally bringing herself eye-level with a view of the word outside of the fort.

It wasn't the most beautiful view. In fact, it was quite plain. There weren't any trees, there was lots of flatlands, but the air was fresh and crisp and the limited view, framed by the stones that remained as the fort's foundation, was wonderful. She closed her green eye, the one that she'd received from the dense genes of her green-eyed families, to give her blue one a chance to peer better at the plains surrounding Fort Cumberland.

“I bet I could make something to make climbing this easier,” she decided, speaking aloud to whatever lingered in the abandoned fortress: dust, rocks, rotted wood. Nothing that would speak back to her, but she engaged it in conversation anyways. “I just bet I could,” she repeated, releasing the stones to land once more on the ground, in a crouch that gathered much of her kinetic energy – and likely did nothing for her knees. Ouch.

Ouch indeed. With a grunt, Kalila fell back onto her rump, rubbing at the pads of her clawed left foot. She dug around with one finger, seeking a small rock wedged between them and struggling to find it. Damned rock. Stupid, damned rock, where are you?

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POSTED: Sun Jun 26, 2016 12:41 am

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There was a reason she was drawn to Fort Cumberland. It reminded her of her home, and it seemed she was drawn to everything that reminded her of a home she knew for a long time. Of course, Fort Cumberland wasn’t nearly half the size, not even a quarter the size, of Blackmoor, but it was something old and stony.

The battlements outside reminded her of the walls of Anathema’s new-old lands and the pitfall traps and hedgehogs they set up to guard their highly unguarded walls. The large stone walls that guarded much of the main entrance to the fortress didn’t cover it all, and after a tough hike up one of the rolling hills, the fortress was in her sights.

When the breeze blew, she could smell the thick scent of dust and decay, but Lithia wanted to explore the old structure anyway. Maybe she’d find something of value… maybe not.

The door had been opened a crack, and it groaned when Lithia pushed it open enough to fit herself inside. The room was dark, but there were bits of light peering through the slatted windows. Everything was coated with a thick layer of dust, shadowed and very faintly illuminated by the sparse rays of the sun peeking through the holes. More light shown down the staircases and Lithia questioned whether the upper floor just had more windows…

It was hard to tell through the thick scent of dust, but there was someone else there. Someone else that belonged to her pack. She hadn’t met the woman before, but she recognized her. Rounding a corner of dusty, broken display cases, Lithia peered with reflective pink eyes at the figure that sat hunched over and looking down at her foot.

”Are you alright?” Lithia asked, keeping her ground for only the moment.

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POSTED: Sun Jun 26, 2016 9:55 am



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Where are you? It wasn't as if Kalila had many toes; it shouldn't have been that hard to find the pebble wedged between them, but it was. With a grunt, she rolled onto her back, trying to get a better look at the padded bottom of it. Her toes spread. She searched between them. And finally, just as another voice rang out into the ruins, she found the dastardly thing with a resounding, “HAH!” The pebble was tossed to the side in a careless method, left to thunk quietly against the stones.

“I found a rock,” is her answer to Lithia, her ears curving down into her curly mane, displaying embarrassment while wiggling her toes around. Finally rocking back into a seated position, she tried to make herself look ... well, somewhat respectable. Not riff-raff, at the very least. Then again, her shorts were ragged on the edges and her shirt, sleeveless and loose, hung just above her navel – classic ragamuffin style.

With an awkward smile, she nodded, confirming the other woman's question with some awkwardness. “Totally fine – just, you know. Trying to see all of the fort.” It was difficult work, that. Certainly, there were ruins enough to explore, but much of the fort had decayed long ago, leaving only stone foundations and no wooden catacombs to wander through. Not that Kalila seemed to mind.

Her time on the dirty stone floor came to an end, the mostly-wolf rising back to her feet and straightening up. “What, uh... Brings you here?” she asked, tilting her head to the side, before rushing out a follow-up question of, “How long have you been there?!” Had she heard me talking? Did Kalila already make a fool of herself without noticing it?

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POSTED: Sun Jun 26, 2016 11:56 pm

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The woman had been fishing for something in between her toes, and when she found it, and tossed it to the side, she rolled back up into a seated position looking rather embarrassed. Lithia still didn’t know what to think of the situation. She hadn’t come in at a time where context was provided. She had just come in when the climax happened.

To save her the embarrassment, Lithia moved on to better topics when they were provided. ”From down there?” she asked, cracking a bit of a smile.

In the dim lighting, Lithia couldn’t imagine what the girl would be able to find on the ground except for… well, loose rocks. Looking up and around, Lithia also couldn’t imagine what the girl could find in this old place. The old glass boxes were mostly all broken, save for a few, which held random, useless objects. Maybe the upper floor would wield better artifacts…

”Long enough to see you on the floor, but not long enough to know why you were down there, if that answers your question?” Lithia tried, tilting her head a bit. It was then that the woman stepped forward and offered the woman a hand. ”Exploring this place, like you. Would you mind if I accompanied you?”

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POSTED: Mon Jun 27, 2016 6:49 pm



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She was on the ground; of course there were rocks. Her ears flattening against the dusty, unruly curls that framed her face, she let the feeling of sheer embarrassment flood into her. If she'd had white fur, maybe she'd have turned pink from it.

“Well, you see, it was up there,” Kalila began to explain, gesturing towards the slat, stone-framed window that she'd been lurking within moments before the appearance of the other woman, “And then it ended up between these two toes...” Her fingers grasped her toes, wiggling them in her grasp. She seemed to think that was a satisfying response, one that didn't require further explanation.

The approach of the dark-furred woman brought with it scents, some familiar and others less so. She grasped her hand without thinking that perhaps it could be dangerous, hoisting herself to her feet once more. “I'd love it! It's always more fun running around a place with someone to speculate to,” she claimed, smiling with part of her tongue lolling out the side of her mouth. It'd be much easier if there was another person there, one who could watch her – safer, too. Extra eyes and all. Ardoise would probably be proud of her insight on that part, or so she hoped.

“I'm Kalila; where do you wanna start? It's sort of ragged down here.” The Damaichu Sapien let her nose get wrinkly in a display of her disapproval of the lower portion of the fort, obviously disappointed in what she'd managed to find.

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POSTED: Thu Jul 14, 2016 1:58 am

(000+) Feel free to start us off with some description of upstairs :) Sorry for the crappy post, also. I wanted to get something up for us!

Lithia pulled the woman up with an easy motion, and when Kalila had been on her own two feet again, Lithia noted that the woman seemed fine. Not that the Napier woman would have known how to treat her foot anyway. She had the knowledge of a warrior and a spy, not a healer. But none of that mattered anyway because as Kalila bounced up to her feet, she accepted Lithia’s offer to join her escapades.

”Lithia. it’s a pleasure,” she said calmly, a colder smile easing onto her lips. Then she looked around the room, taking in all the dusty furniture and the absence of interesting artifacts. The lower floor that they occupied seemed to be a storage room of sorts… or something. Most of the furniture was either broken or had cloths draped over the tops of them. The cases that littered that floor were most empty or held broken items within them; so broken that they were unidentifiable. ”Let’s look upstairs. It looks brighter up there, too, so maybe we’ll be able to see more.”

Unaware of the devastation on the upper floor, Lithia slowly began to walk towards the stairs. She looked back over her shoulder to make sure Kalila was coming before beginning to ascend the steps.

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POSTED: Wed Jul 20, 2016 3:08 pm



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Destruction was an understatement; the remains of the fort's upper level were, at best, only barely likely to fall out beneath whoever stepped upon them. Thick dust covered what was protected from the wind, but much of the ceiling had collapsed, leaving the stone and wood to the ravishes of time. Kalila followed behind Lithia, careful on the steps that seemed to dislike her heavy weight.

Her eyes, one charmingly blue and the other brilliant and green, scanned the wreckage from a lower point than her companion in the exploration. Disappointment creeped in as she witnessed the disrepair. “Well, that's not any good,” she claimed, crossing her arms before her chest and adopting something of a glower on her face, “Think it's safe to poke around?”

In truth, Kalila wasn't wholly concerned with safety – it was a terribly interesting prospect – but Ardoise might never let her go anywhere interesting again if she fell and broke her leg or some sort of nonsense. Not to mention how uncomfortable that would be...

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As she ascended the steps, the problem became clearer to her. The ceiling had caved in, littering the upper floor with stones and splintered wood, and exposing the blue sky above. That was why it was so damn bright up there. Lithia’s ears sank in disappointment as she stood at the landing for a moment.

”Possibly,” she answered, not looking back to Kalila. She hadn’t noticed whether the ceiling downstairs looked damaged… but she guessed if it had been, she would have seen flecks of sunlight through it. ”We just have to be cautious.”

Carefully, Lithia stepped forward on one of the flatter pieces of debris and began to make her way towards the other side of the wreckage. There was furniture over there, covered by some dust and debris and hard to decipher from their position. Lithia was determined to make it there to look inside. The old wood groaned under her weight as she slowly used the larger pieces as the stepping stones in her path.

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POSTED: Thu Aug 18, 2016 10:16 pm



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The wood made noise as Lithia passed over it, causing Kalila to be much more cautious than she had previously been within the confines (and safety) of her mind. If the floor collapsed like the ceiling had ... well, it seemed to be a possibility, though if one never went through with adventure simply because the adventure might be a bit dangerous, she supposed no one would ever adventure at all.

Steeling her resolve when she realized the darker wolf hadn't yet fallen through, the heavy-bodied Sodalis pressed her foot down, seeking to follow in Lithia's steps. The first groan of protest from the wood beneath her left her startled, her ears flattening against her thick curls, but she persisted. People used to live here, right? she asked, seeking to satisfy her curiosity and eliminate the intimidating sound of the wood complaining as they trod upon it.

From her vantage behind Lithia, she saw little. Some furniture, lots of dust. The air smelled stale in spite of the open ceiling, in spite of the sun that streaked down through the holes, making the motes of dirt dance like glitter on the air. Kalila, easily distracted, spent a moment observing the waltz of particles before remembering she was in a precarious place, a precarious moment, and returned her attention to the task at hand: crossing the wreckage safely.

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”Maybe,” she answered, stepping carefully over a fallen wooden beam that obstructed her simple path. She hadn’t really thought too hard about Kalila’s question, but something did stick out to her. ”Though, usually living quarters have beds. I didn’t see any beds here, did you?”

Carefully, she stepped over the beam and flitted across the remaining rock bricks to the other side. As if welcoming her, the floor had not groaned or buckled under her wait. It squeaked as the floors in the Estate would, but nothing more than that. Of course, that was not to say that this side was sturdy either, though. They would still have to be cautious no matter what.

Pursuing Kalila’s question, Lithia began to look around more – specifically in the covered cases. In the first few that she pulled the dusty cloth back, she found strange, rusted metal tools. There had been information cards beside them, but the lettering had been worn away long ago by moisture. Plus, they were all scattered in their cages. Lithia moved on, pulling the cloths back until she found something of interest – something strange. Despite the cloud of glittering dust floating all around her, she picked up a large, heavy, metal, decorative stick. She had never seen a stick like that before. What was it?

She picked it up out of the case, holding it very incorrectly – by the nozzle. She held it up for Kalila to see. ”Have you ever seen this before?”

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