RE: [OOC][PLOT] The Seventh Thread of Planning for Arc 1 - Arrivals
04-06-2021, 06:53 PM (This post was last modified: 04-06-2021, 06:56 PM by robkelk.)
04-06-2021, 06:53 PM (This post was last modified: 04-06-2021, 06:56 PM by robkelk.)
Have a teaser, since it'll be a while before I'm ready to post the entire section. It isn't the most elegant way to enumerate the party members, but it'll do.
A group of teens and young adults were making their way on cross-country skis - slowly, due to the lack of decent snow cover so early in the season - across rolling fields. They seemed to have no concern as to who might be watching them.
"I am impressed," Saber commented. "The Norsemen who came up with this mode of travel should be rewarded."
"If they were Nordic people," replied Shirou Emiya.
"It is called 'Nordic skiing'," Rin Tohsaka commented.
"And guinea pigs are rodents from the Andes," Arf pointed out. "You can't always trust a name."
Archer grinned. "I think this particular name is trustworthy. The sport can be traced back to Swedish and Norwegian infantry maneuvers."
"As fascinating as this is," Fate Testarossa said while stifling a yawn - it was still early morning for the people from San Antonio, and she had been using muscles that she didn't even realize she had - "is discussing it here really the best use of our time?"
"It's this or wonder again when they're going to notice us," pointed out Sakura Matou. Her Servant, Rider, nodded in agreement.
"Oh, they've already noticed us," Noike Kamiki-Jyurai replied.
"Didn't you see them pointing at our group?" asked Nanoha Takamachi.
Meanwhile, the "them" in question were reporting to their superiors. "There's a bunch of humans out near the front entrance!"
"What, really? How many, and how old, and are any of them from that building nobody's been able to attack in the last two months?"
"Nine, and I think only three of them are older than teenage. And I don't think any of them are from that group."
"Go get them, then. We need more snacks for the buffet next week."
"Yum, lady fingers. And lady toes." If the troll had a mustache, he'd have been twirling it.
The guards were so intent on the small group that was nearly at their front doorstep that they completely missed seeing the larger group teleporting in beside the van parked up the road.
Oh, and trolls can't count. At least, not these trolls.
A group of teens and young adults were making their way on cross-country skis - slowly, due to the lack of decent snow cover so early in the season - across rolling fields. They seemed to have no concern as to who might be watching them.
"I am impressed," Saber commented. "The Norsemen who came up with this mode of travel should be rewarded."
"If they were Nordic people," replied Shirou Emiya.
"It is called 'Nordic skiing'," Rin Tohsaka commented.
"And guinea pigs are rodents from the Andes," Arf pointed out. "You can't always trust a name."
Archer grinned. "I think this particular name is trustworthy. The sport can be traced back to Swedish and Norwegian infantry maneuvers."
"As fascinating as this is," Fate Testarossa said while stifling a yawn - it was still early morning for the people from San Antonio, and she had been using muscles that she didn't even realize she had - "is discussing it here really the best use of our time?"
"It's this or wonder again when they're going to notice us," pointed out Sakura Matou. Her Servant, Rider, nodded in agreement.
"Oh, they've already noticed us," Noike Kamiki-Jyurai replied.
"Didn't you see them pointing at our group?" asked Nanoha Takamachi.
Meanwhile, the "them" in question were reporting to their superiors. "There's a bunch of humans out near the front entrance!"
"What, really? How many, and how old, and are any of them from that building nobody's been able to attack in the last two months?"
"Nine, and I think only three of them are older than teenage. And I don't think any of them are from that group."
"Go get them, then. We need more snacks for the buffet next week."
"Yum, lady fingers. And lady toes." If the troll had a mustache, he'd have been twirling it.
The guards were so intent on the small group that was nearly at their front doorstep that they completely missed seeing the larger group teleporting in beside the van parked up the road.
Oh, and trolls can't count. At least, not these trolls.
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Rob Kelk
Sticks and stones can break your bones,
But words can break your heart.
- unknown
Rob Kelk
Sticks and stones can break your bones,
But words can break your heart.
- unknown