Comments | aphlos: The empires of the future are the empires of the mind.

wlitig_folc in aphlos

The empires of the future are the empires of the mind.

Feb 21, 2010 19:10

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.

( Bugger all this for a lark. )

america, seychelles, england

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manicliberty February 22 2010, 02:29:14 UTC

He looks at the map on the PDA with it's three blinking red marks. He grins genuinely again for the first time since he and Seychelles got injured.

"I can swim across the lake with ease. My arm is still a little stiff, but I'll have no problem." He strips to his jeans, taking off the boots and shoving them and his jacket in his duffle bag.

"...There's still the risk of others, though. Don't know who's around us and also going for it."

He looks up to the other three as he tucks the tanto into his waistband in the back. "You and Matty can watch Leone or cover me. Maybe split up in two groups where one holds down the fort and the other comes with me along the shore?"

wlitig_folc February 22 2010, 02:58:28 UTC

"Of course, that's always the risk, but don't you think you are being overhasty? I know you are not one to take your own health into account but what do you expect the rest of us to do if you do get some awful cramp in the middle of the lake and drown yourself?!" England pursed his lips together, looking at America with a cocked brow. Sucking in a breath and tried to calm down. "...You are certain your arm is alright?" he said and even he could hear the concern bleeding into his tone. Anxious to suppress it he continued on quickly. "I suppose I can cover you! That is, if Seychelles and Canada will be alright together, I can't imagine being too far gone unless something goes...wrong."

He trailed off, trying to instantly quash the wave of pessimism that suddenly washed up, supplying every possible thing that could go wrong and amplifying it by ten.

lepetitarchipel February 22 2010, 03:43:02 UTC

After a moment of staring blankly into space (w-well, America was a weirdo and everything, but, but when he swam it was really...), Seychelles was abruptly brought back to the situation at hand by the little red lights flashing at the corner of her vision. She glanced down at the PDA, shifted anxiously--and promptly ceased when her leg sent its pointed objection crashing through her nerves--and retrieving her weapon from beside her. At least there was the weight of it in her hands to comfort her.

"W-we'll be fine!" she snipped, doing her best to cover the fear in her voice with authority. "Just, if you could just go get it and bring it back, we'll be fine!" She gave England's back a narrow-eyed look, as if daring him to object.

manicliberty February 22 2010, 18:40:23 UTC

"I ain't gonna drown, Iggy. My arm gets stiff every now and then, but I've had to do more than a little swimming with far worse before." America stretches to prove his point, only grimacing a tiny bit from the pain in his left shoulder.

"Ju-just cover me, 'sall."

He looks back and forth between Seychelles and Canada, seeing that wince from her when she moved her leg.

"You sure you're going to be ok, kiddo?" He eyes Canada's weapon...how on earth did he survive thus far with a pair of sticks? Thank God Seychelles has the uzi, but still...

He takes out the paddle, still caked in the groves with Spain's blood, and hands it to his brother.

"If anyone comes, try to not waste her bullets if you can avoid it. It's not a lot, but it has more force than the things you have."

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