you're in the jungle, baby / you gonna die

[lucetimods]

Who: All draftees
What: Fighting the Third Party... and perhaps the wildlife.
When: June 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th. (Characters will be pulled out at 11:59 of the 6th.)
Where: An as-yet unmapped by the Malnosso tropical rainforest.
Summary: Here are your details. Try to stay alive, won't you?
Rating: Anywhere from PG to R.

No cut for you. Most of you will know how this works by now; if you don't, follow the lead of the others, or perhaps look to the last draft's fighting post for ideas. Don't forget to use your handy dandy character tags. Go forth and conquer thine enemies!

Comments

[folklorist]

[ That, that is the sound of a very relieved sigh from a very relieved headmaster. ]

Good that's good. [ Still looking over at you Ian. He's just making a cursory glance just to ease his own mind. ]

We should get you back to one of the main camps.

[pearheaded]

Ah, if you think so! I've just been doing a little adventuring, helping out the injured, taking in the wild life, running from the wild life. Pretty crazy out here, huh?

[folklorist]

It certainly is. No thanks to those traps and the wildlife in general. [ Sigh. ]

While I admit I've been doing a little investigating myself, the ruins especially, I don't think it's wise to wander alone out here.

[pearheaded]

Really? I used to do a lot of wandering alone...

Didja' say ruins?

[folklorist]

You did? You must have seen some rather fascinating things, hm? [ It's a brief moment of reprieve in all this violence, just talking, and it's nice and Helios hopes that it can last more than a few moments. But the danger is ever looming so Helios will be keeping his eyes open scanning the surrounding forest for any more signs of enemy forces. He'll also begin to draw a circle of some sort in the dirt with a fallen branch. Looking up and nodding at Ian. ]

Oh yes! There's quite a lot here actually. I wonder about the people who lived here. I wonder what they would say now, seeing their home be used for such violence and warfare.

[pearheaded]

I see... That is too bad, that their homes're the place for fighting, now.

[He sighs, crouching to rest among the grasses.]

I wonder what makes it so hard, for them to just live without going into such a bloody war.....