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- Barrett - 06-04-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Rook - 06-05-2011 [html] {WC: 311} <3 Rook watched as the Crimson Dream leader departed, taking in the fact that he would be forever grateful for her acceptance and warm welcome. He exhaled slowly before glancing back to Barrett. He was expecting that the yearling would give him directions to a place to stay, extend his good tiding, and retreat back to his humble abode... his plane. Perhaps, he would check out that other silvery thing at a more favorable hour of the day, some other time when Barrett wasn’t busy. His ears shakily perked up and his tail uncurled; when offered a grin, Rook couldn’t help but to beam right back. He waited for the “goodbye” and “welcome” and “good luck” but was caught by surprise. “So plants, huh.” Barrett offered in renewed conversation. “Anything interesting?” Rook wondered what he could have meant by “interesting” and mustered up the best answer he could. “Nnn-not really, but I have been spotting plants that I’ve only seen in my uncle’s journal: show lady’s slippers, rhodoras, meadowsweet…” He paused for a moment, the claws of his right hand still idly grasping and feeling the paw pads of his left digits. “But, um… I’m not really sure what you mean. Interesting like as in… exotic species… or something of the sort?” He shifted his weight from one foot to the other as the youth brought up the plane again. A better look at it? Now? His eyes lit up; the tip of his tail even gave a little shake. “R-really?” he questioned at first. “Sh-sure! That’d be great.” His mind flickered back to the few boxes he had eyed earlier before the duo had met. He didn’t linger on that thought though for long. “What… is a plane anyway?” he asked. “I mean, what does it d-do…exactly? If i-it isn’t s’posed to be in pieces like the one in the field.” .Rk-packup b {font-weight:bold; color:#669900; letter-spacing:1px; } .Rk-packup .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:10px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .Rk-packup p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Rk-packup {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:#FFF; background-image:url(https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7I61 ... packup.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000; padding: 225px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Barrett - 06-08-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Rook - 06-09-2011 [html] {WC: 340} Not a prob. “Oh,” he sounded. “I’ll come back to you with answer for that some other time...” He was going to open his mouth to share a list of unique plants – those that moved at the slightest touch or did other things, like feed on insects – but decided against it. If given the chance, he’d probably prattle both of Barrett’s ears off and Rook did not want to bore the youth at all. So when the topic of planes whisked all the vegetation talk away, the coyote was more than grateful. Airborne truck or bus… Hmm. Rook nodded. He did know what a bus was, even if it, too, was in pieces. There was a dilapidated one by the lake where he and his father used to camp; its wheels had long since blown out and several of its windows had shattered or cracked, but the dog-like logo on the side had been one of his favorite things about the place. His father told him that humans used to travel to far away places on its four wheels. Some traveled back after some time while others would never return. The idea of traveling to some distant place had never occurred to him then but he was glad now that he had taken the opportunity to wind up in such a place as Crimson Dreams. Imagining a plane in the sky, however, was something he couldn’t fathom. He raised his muzzle to look up at the heavens but still found the idea very bizarre opposed to a flying bus. Rook then smiled at the dark-pelted youth, “Yeah, definitely.” He idly placed his hands in his pockets, “Are there any other planes around here? A bus maybe?” The last part of his question seemed to fall off his tongue before he could stop it. It plucked at his heartstrings a bit but if there actually were an abandoned one somewhere, he’d love to make it one of his favorite haunts. If not, well… he was sure he could find someplace to call his own. .Rk-packup b {font-weight:bold; color:#669900; letter-spacing:1px; } .Rk-packup .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:10px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .Rk-packup p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Rk-packup {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:#FFF; background-image:url(https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7I61 ... packup.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000; padding: 225px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Barrett - 06-11-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Rook - 06-14-2011 [html] {WC: 287} Whoaaa those’re neat… :o !! I think he just might… lol. Rook’s ears turned forward as he glanced back to his companion, hanging on his every word. More planes… in Halifax. He grinned now, mentally taking note that he would have to visit the city sometime. Barrett stated that he often traversed there and the coyote simply chimed, “Sure, perhaps sometime after the weather cools a bit? Sounds like a plan to me.” The youth then shared that there wasn’t much to the territory besides a base where the “airborne bus” had supposedly been headed. Interesting. He glanced down to his feet then to the plane before them in the distance. Trucks and other strange vehicles, Barrett had mentioned. “Ah,” Rook mused. The sound of a something being shoved across the field caught his attention. The dark canine had turned his attention to one of the abandoned crates. The coyote pulled his hands out of his shorts and raised his right one to shield his gaze as he looked across the field. He counted the scattered rectangular objects he could easily see, not including the ones that were open or apparently overturned with some or all of their flaps spread out. “Beats me,” he said quietly, leering at the crate closest to the one Barrett had just nudged with his foot. “Hopefully something of value?” The only time Rook had ever had the chance to open a box-like object was when his father had toted back a large, curious white tin he had found. Inside had been a variety of first aid items: gauze, strange discolored tablets, tweezers and gloves. He slowly approached the box he had been eyeing then knelt down. “Whatcha think’s in ‘em?” he asked, eyeing the broken plane before brainstorming. “Tools? Clothes? Weapons? …Books?” .Rk-packup b {font-weight:bold; color:#669900; letter-spacing:1px; } .Rk-packup .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:10px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .Rk-packup p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Rk-packup {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:#FFF; background-image:url(https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7I61 ... packup.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000; padding: 225px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Barrett - 06-16-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Rook - 06-25-2011 [html] {WC: 300} Apologies for the wait; life got hectic for a bit. What Rook hadn’t realized at first was that the cargo strewn about the site were packaged differently. Somehow the sight of the first two cardboard boxes he had seen from across the river rendered all the other crates to become just like them instead of aluminum, particle board and, like the one Barrett had just finished inspecting, wood and nails. As the yearling went to work on his container, the coyote went ahead and clawed at the weatherworn tape that was holding his box together. The top flaps came apart with a snap and after folding them down Rook didn’t have to hold them in place. His large nose wiggled at the end of his muzzle and to his surprise nothing foul hit his nostrils. Perhaps there was something useful inside then… unless it was a bunch of items like rubber gloves or tools for vehicles that didn’t run or fly anymore. The scent of old latex and rusted metal wasn’t present though. Rook was glad for that. Before he could even open up the inner flaps Barrett had caught his attention; he glanced over his shoulder and raised his both of his brows at the sound of his revolted “ew.” Must have been food of some kind. “Umm,” he began, returning to his box after Barrett inquired him about the contents of his crate. The inner box flaps came up and Rook tilted his head at the sight of folded material in individually sealed plastic bags. He hastily ripped open the plastic, expecting a stench to rise up from it. Nothing registered. His ears perked up. Running his palms over the fabric, he felt the dark embroidery against his pads before finally lifting it up. He beamed at the itchy, wrinkled material, “Blankets. ‘Bout half o’ dozen of ‘em.” .Rk-packup b {font-weight:bold; color:#669900; letter-spacing:1px; } .Rk-packup .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:10px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .Rk-packup p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Rk-packup {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:#FFF; background-image:url(https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7I61 ... packup.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000; padding: 225px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Barrett - 06-29-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Rook - 07-03-2011 [html] {WC: 308} Rook looked down at the rest of the box, eyeing the packaged blankets before deciding to take three of them. Leaving the other half for Barrett ought to be good enough… fair… he decided. The blankets, As Barrett began to open a few other containers, the coyote did the same. He too found a box full of gas mask filters but had absolutely no idea what they did. He sniffed, shook, and even bit one of them before he tossed it back with the rest. If anything, he definitely considered them as strange… whatever they were. His brow furrowed and he paced a bit before settling down beside another cardboard box. Cautiously, he placed his nose where the outer flaps where supposed to be taped down instead of splayed out. Nothing unusual… The third box, unfortunately, was another disappointment. Masks. He held it up to this face, to stare at it eye-to-eye but the yearling had caught his attention. Barrett offered him a tour of the plane with a yawn and Rook, not wanting to overstay his welcome near the youth’s sleeping quarters, sprung up. “Sure,” he smiled, dropping the mask in a cavalier-like manner. He looked over to his pile of itchy woolen fabric before glancing to Barrett and striding on over, “And, nah, finding some decent bedding is more than enough for me. You can, erm, have the rest if ya want, three’s sufficient for now with the warm weather an’ such.” .Rk-packup b {font-weight:bold; color:#669900; letter-spacing:1px; } .Rk-packup .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:10px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .Rk-packup p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Rk-packup {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:#FFF; background-image:url(https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7I61 ... packup.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000; padding: 225px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Barrett - 07-06-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Rook - 07-11-2011 [html] {WC: 306} The coyote continued to smile, simply nodding when Barrett vaguely stated that he had no interest in the box of blankets and thanked him. Whatever worked for the yearling worked for Rook... He followed the youth towards the crushed part of the plane, studying how the metal had curled and the glass had splintered; he made sure to sidestep around the tiny, clear fragments even if the pads on his hind feet were tough enough to withstand padding over the sharp edges. Barrett stooped down to pluck something from the ground as Rook eyed the aircraft’s riveted shell. The sound of rattling caught his attention and he nodded when his companion made a comment about how the plane would have more of the little cracked objects than a car would. While Rook had seen up close the dashboard of a bus, he had never considered the fact before now that he laid eyes on what was once the front of the plane. Interesting… A part of him wished he could have seen one of these “air buses” in flight. When Barrett vanished for a minute to deposit his newfound trinket in his little alcove, Rook peered out one of the windows, spotting something of interest. His tail wagged and when his companion reappeared, he simply replied, “Ah… I bet.” Barrett yawned and the coyote stepped out of the rumpled flying machine. “Thank you for the tour,” he said quietly, briefly glancing toward the pile of blankets that awaited him in the distance before looking to the wolf. “A-and thanks for everything. I appreciate it.” He then brandished a sheepish smile, “D’you… you… are ya using that o’er there by chance?” A slow gesture of his hand hoped to point out one of the cargo plane’s dislodged tires which was propped up slightly by a small boulder. .Rk-packup b {font-weight:bold; color:#669900; letter-spacing:1px; } .Rk-packup .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:10px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .Rk-packup p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Rk-packup {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:#FFF; background-image:url(https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7I61 ... packup.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000; padding: 225px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Barrett - 07-13-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] |