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Jan 30, 2011 16:46

We'd been tromping around the jungle for a while now, having started on the beach and then ventured in when I saw a rock formation that could very well have been the rocks on the map. But after quite a bit of searching I still hadn't found the forked tree. I had a machete I had borrowed and was letting Daniel carry the shovel. The sun was dipping ( Read more... )

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theunascended January 31 2011, 01:52:12 UTC
"Oh, you're asking what I think, now? I think you're reaching." This was payback, Daniel decided. Payback for all the times when he'd run off to go see temples or Ernest's book. Someone, somewhere was just laughing at him. At least he hadn't made anyone come out with him. Or hold his shovel.

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unbound_vala January 31 2011, 02:02:52 UTC
"Of course I'm asking what you think. Sometimes you have good ideas, Daniel," I said. I only sounded half as patronizing as I was being

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theunascended January 31 2011, 02:22:38 UTC
"Only sometimes? How magnanimous of you. No, I think I'll decline to comment and I'm going to give you another half hour before we head home." He was pretty sure he knew where home was. As long as they didn't get on the wrong side of the mountain, determining the general direction of the Compound should be pretty easy.

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unbound_vala January 31 2011, 02:30:00 UTC
"Oh, please, Daniel. A half hour? That's hardly any time at all. We've only been out here for, oh, say an hour," I assured him. Hardly any time at all. Granted, maybe it had been a little longer since we'd come not long after breakfast.

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