The preserve, Thursday, late morning [NFB]
It had been a long, confusing night trying to make her way through the caves, but Nadia finally--FINALLY--found the exit.
She crawled her way out between two large rocks, paused for a moment to just shut her eyes and feel the not-at-all-warm-really sun on her face, then flopped over and wondered if she might prefer to just give up and die here, after all.
She was so incredibly tired. And thirsty. And dirty. Seriously, she was pretty sure she beat out even Bailey on the dirt front.
She spotted someone moving through the trees, though, and sat up suddenly, a fresh surge of adrenaline running through her. She picked up Billy's leg, the glamour magazine, the notes, and started sneaking after the figure, hoping it was Steerpike, hoping that no one would mind if she just quietly did away with him out here in the woods.
It wasn't Steerpike. At least, she didn't think it was. It was hard to tell, the way they kept vanishing behind trees and around corners, until she was certain she was about to catch him as she ran around a tree, and instead she slipped, fell down a slanted bank, and landed in a creek.
Water!
She spent a few moments reveling in it, scrubbing at the dirt encrusting her arms, taking gulp after gulp of it, when someone spoke.
"Slow down, toots, you'll make yourself sick."
She glanced up and saw the figure, now standing next to the creek on the bank.
"Hiya Duck,"
"Hiya, toots. You gonna splash there all day, or are you gonna go warn that school of yours?"
Nadia sighed. Right. Duty called. "Just a few more minutes of splashing?"
"Yeah, go for it."
Nadia did. And when she looked back up, Duck was gone.
[ooc: NFB, establishy OMG I AM ALMOST DONE WITH THIS PLOT, YAY!]
She crawled her way out between two large rocks, paused for a moment to just shut her eyes and feel the not-at-all-warm-really sun on her face, then flopped over and wondered if she might prefer to just give up and die here, after all.
She was so incredibly tired. And thirsty. And dirty. Seriously, she was pretty sure she beat out even Bailey on the dirt front.
She spotted someone moving through the trees, though, and sat up suddenly, a fresh surge of adrenaline running through her. She picked up Billy's leg, the glamour magazine, the notes, and started sneaking after the figure, hoping it was Steerpike, hoping that no one would mind if she just quietly did away with him out here in the woods.
It wasn't Steerpike. At least, she didn't think it was. It was hard to tell, the way they kept vanishing behind trees and around corners, until she was certain she was about to catch him as she ran around a tree, and instead she slipped, fell down a slanted bank, and landed in a creek.
Water!
She spent a few moments reveling in it, scrubbing at the dirt encrusting her arms, taking gulp after gulp of it, when someone spoke.
"Slow down, toots, you'll make yourself sick."
She glanced up and saw the figure, now standing next to the creek on the bank.
"Hiya Duck,"
"Hiya, toots. You gonna splash there all day, or are you gonna go warn that school of yours?"
Nadia sighed. Right. Duty called. "Just a few more minutes of splashing?"
"Yeah, go for it."
Nadia did. And when she looked back up, Duck was gone.
[ooc: NFB, establishy OMG I AM ALMOST DONE WITH THIS PLOT, YAY!]