M-There's no sense in running

Axelle Napier · 05-29-2011, 03:09 PM

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Date: 29 May

Setting: The Dampwoods

Time: Afternoon

Character Form: Optime

WARNING This thread contains: strong language, drug usage, strong violence, or strong sexual content starting with the #th post. Reader discretion is advised.

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WC: 507

Points: 5

This was a new place for her. She had never been to Phoenix Valley, and a neutral land nearby would suffice. The bicolored female walked along in the forest. These were unfamiliar lands to her, but she needed a nice walk after settling in to her new home. Anathema. She was in a pack now and she wasn’t used to it. She loved to travel, and she wasn’t sure if others from the pack left the borders as much as she did. She didn’t care.

The soft ground almost made no noise as she walked. The trees started dense, but they began to fan out as she walked deeper into the ‘forest.’ She was looking for the perfect spot to set up shop. The perfect tree. Soon after, she found one. The tree was by a stream, and the sound of the water was quite comforting. She plopped her bag down and propped herself against the tree. And what a comfortable tree it was! She sat there for a moment staring straight ahead and not moving. Listening. There was no sound aside from her own inhalation and exhalation, the creek, and a distant sound of waves. She was alone.

Good. Her feet hurt from all the walking she had done. She pushed herself off the ground and walked over to the creek. She sat on the bank and dipped her feet into the cool water. She didn’t wish to get any wetter. She sat there listening to the sounds of the water. They were very calming.

She sat there thinking. She thought about what she would do while she was here. She had the items to make her potions, or she had the supplies to get high. And she also had the supplies to make her high potion. She didn’t know what it was that she put in it, but she knew what it looked like and that when you drank it, it made you feel funny. She pulled her feet out of the water, walked back over to her tree and plopped back down. She took the supplies from her bag and began setting up. She took a small bowl, and various pouches, and also a ‘masher.’ Then she took out two canteens full of liquid and set them aside. She opened the one pouch and took out some colorful pieces of mushroom and put them into the bowl. She opened the other pouch and took out some dark green leaves and also added those to the bowl. Then she used to ‘masher’ and mashed the two together until it was a brown muck. Then she took one of the canteens and added whatever liquid was in it to the bowl. Just a little bit.

Then she used the ‘masher’ to stir all the ingredients together. The result was a chunky porridge. She brought the bowl up to her lips and ingested some of the mixture. Then she placed the bowl next to her, and sat back against the tree. This was going to be fun.

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