I'll break through the irony

Mido · 10-14-2012, 08:55 PM

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Mido was glad to know she hadn’t waited too long. Making a woman wait was one thing he never really wanted to resort to. The two moved forward along the course broken gravel, evidence of the hurricane was all over place, broken telephone poles, trees strewn across the area.. Axelle asked what it was they were looking for. Turning slightly on the horse he gazed at her. Weapons, supplies, metal, anything we can make something useful out of. Maybe in the future we can find a blacksmith who would be willing craft stuff for Anathema. They were simply ideas, but ideas none the less. There were weapons the mutt wanted but had yet to find; certainly a skilled metal worker could bring ones thoughts to fruition.

As they moved the left wheel on the small tow wagon persisted its squeaking, he was use to it now. The male had only come to Halifax a couple times before, still he was no expert on the layout of the land. It would probably be better if we searched together. Axelle probably knew Halifax much better than he did, she would be able to find the good spots to find stuff. We can pick an area, split up and comb over it, bringing back what we can find to the wagon. This way seemed like the most efficient use of their time. Though the wagon was small it was open concept, capable of carrying large loads.

They came to a intersection, the road was cracked beyond reason and weeds had long since made their way through. The city unfolded in each direction with the exception of the one behind them. I’m sure you know the area better than I do. Any idea’s on good places to start looking? He asked her tilting his head.

Mido

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