02-18-2023, 03:55 AM
Despite her heavy snow boots and thick socks, the cold from the snow covered geound crept up her leg with each minute of stillness. Crouching low to the ground, constricting circulation didn't help either.
But she banished the discomfort away- at least for a bit. She would need her legs here in a bit. Be nice if they worked and all.
The quiet of the area felt thick, the natural sounds of the forested hills growing stronger. After ten minutes she figured she'd had enough and was about to stand, when movement down below caught her attention. It was right where the last ping from Amelia's wallet had come. X marks the spot. The camo was good. It took some focus before the shape finally stood out from the background. A guy- or a large woman- moving about carefully, as if creeping around trying to stay hidden from that X.
So is that where Amelia was? She needed to get down there and see. Preferably without getting Amelia killed. Crouched low, she began making her way slowly down the side of the hill. It was not the quickest way to do it. But she didn't know the situation. Only a fool rushed in without knowing. And having been such a fool before, she had learned her lesson.
As she moved, she kept watch. He stepped back a distance after a bit, seemed to touch some sort of device in his hand or on his wrist- hard to saw which- and then the was a loud clap and thunder. The place where the ping had come was now gone. Or rather, a gaping hole appeared, smoke lazily rising up into the sky.
The drop in her stomach nearly put her ass in the snow. She stared at the open empty patch of ground, unthinking for just a moment. Later, she told herself. Grieve later. Find out what happened first.
She waited again until she once again saw movement. She drew her staves and fingered on the voltage switch. Carefully and quietly, she worked her way down. This price would give her answers.
Crouching behind a sparse bush, she readied herself, before rushing to close the few yards distance between them. One stave swung at his legs while the other plunging down toward where his chest would be, ends already sparking, ready to deliver a nice tasty jolt of electricity to this asshole.
But she banished the discomfort away- at least for a bit. She would need her legs here in a bit. Be nice if they worked and all.
The quiet of the area felt thick, the natural sounds of the forested hills growing stronger. After ten minutes she figured she'd had enough and was about to stand, when movement down below caught her attention. It was right where the last ping from Amelia's wallet had come. X marks the spot. The camo was good. It took some focus before the shape finally stood out from the background. A guy- or a large woman- moving about carefully, as if creeping around trying to stay hidden from that X.
So is that where Amelia was? She needed to get down there and see. Preferably without getting Amelia killed. Crouched low, she began making her way slowly down the side of the hill. It was not the quickest way to do it. But she didn't know the situation. Only a fool rushed in without knowing. And having been such a fool before, she had learned her lesson.
As she moved, she kept watch. He stepped back a distance after a bit, seemed to touch some sort of device in his hand or on his wrist- hard to saw which- and then the was a loud clap and thunder. The place where the ping had come was now gone. Or rather, a gaping hole appeared, smoke lazily rising up into the sky.
The drop in her stomach nearly put her ass in the snow. She stared at the open empty patch of ground, unthinking for just a moment. Later, she told herself. Grieve later. Find out what happened first.
She waited again until she once again saw movement. She drew her staves and fingered on the voltage switch. Carefully and quietly, she worked her way down. This price would give her answers.
Crouching behind a sparse bush, she readied herself, before rushing to close the few yards distance between them. One stave swung at his legs while the other plunging down toward where his chest would be, ends already sparking, ready to deliver a nice tasty jolt of electricity to this asshole.