The empires of the future are the empires of the mind.
Who: England wlitig_folc, America manicliberty, Seychelles lepetitarchipel, and Canada underthelily.
When: Day 6, directly after the announcement.
Where: C3
Summary: So the nearest key is across that lake there. With the most bang up effort they can make this gang is going to try and reach it first.
England was pretty sure that this was all a load of bollocks. Keys, was it! Worked only one time, did they! And looking to the PDA it seemed that they were in a prime location.
Bugger all this for a lark.
Hefting the crossbow in one hand England turned to his companions, looking them over with concern limning his expression but minding to keep it firmly under control. It wouldn't do getting sentimental here and now of all places and regardless of the wounds both sported, Seychelles so obviously the worse of the two, it would be a disservice to hold them back now with concerns about who they would doubtlessly run into on this quest for a key that would only work on one of them.
This was a cruel game, a very cruel game indeed, and against his better better judgment he couldn't help but admire the mind that had come up with it. Divide and conquer, he wondered how Rome would have fared in this. A moment later he decided he didn't give a shit and focused his attention upon America, looking him over.
"How do you want to go about this? We're close but if we linger too long I imagine we'll miss out right quick."
When: Day 6, directly after the announcement.
Where: C3
Summary: So the nearest key is across that lake there. With the most bang up effort they can make this gang is going to try and reach it first.
England was pretty sure that this was all a load of bollocks. Keys, was it! Worked only one time, did they! And looking to the PDA it seemed that they were in a prime location.
Bugger all this for a lark.
Hefting the crossbow in one hand England turned to his companions, looking them over with concern limning his expression but minding to keep it firmly under control. It wouldn't do getting sentimental here and now of all places and regardless of the wounds both sported, Seychelles so obviously the worse of the two, it would be a disservice to hold them back now with concerns about who they would doubtlessly run into on this quest for a key that would only work on one of them.
This was a cruel game, a very cruel game indeed, and against his better better judgment he couldn't help but admire the mind that had come up with it. Divide and conquer, he wondered how Rome would have fared in this. A moment later he decided he didn't give a shit and focused his attention upon America, looking him over.
"How do you want to go about this? We're close but if we linger too long I imagine we'll miss out right quick."