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Sky of Diamonds Moderators ([personal profile] resetbutton) wrote in [community profile] caveofsapphires2012-04-29 03:56 pm

smaller patch of fading sky [ open ]

WHO: EVERYONE. All PCs thus far will be in this log, through active tagging or implication.
WHAT: THRILLS. SPILLS. Hiking trip toward the Diamond City.
WHERE: The Overworld.
WHEN: Forward-dated to May 1st (Tuesday) through May 7th (Monday).
WARNINGS: May contain violence or other mentions of physical harm. This is not summer camp.
NOTES: More information can be found on the OOC post here. Please read it!

Gathered in the morning haze, Sleepers were brought to the mouth of the Cave with plenty of supplies and equipment. Compasses that would point them toward the City. Backpacks full of clothes and food, medical kits, tents and even weapons. Stun rifles and knives — to fight off any unwanted company, they said. ("Watch out for their bite," Ryan had commented. "Those fuckers are downright feral.") The straight and narrow path would get them there in six days if they kept a good clip. They were sent off just like that. Refusals to leave were met with a wall of guard force officers blocking the entrance back into the cave city. No way to go but forward, unless someone was particularly stalwart about remaining.

From the exterminator's station near the mouth, leaving the Cave was as simple as a short hike upward into the fresh air of the Overworld. Dust and an uncomfortable sort of heat pervaded the atmosphere, light winds stirring up the sand and teasing the meager bits of vegetation that had grown. No matter what direction you looked... it was all wasteland, cracked ground and desolate emptiness. Jutting up from scarred ground were boulders and small spires made entirely of glass and patches of stone; instead of reflecting the harsh sunlight, they seemed to absorb it and only add to the muted loneliness of the atmosphere. As far as the eye could see, there was no life to be found.

With no other option, the Sleepers eventually made their way onward.
| Day 1: Calm| Day 2: Animals| Day 3: Sandstorm| Day 4: Mansion| Day 5: Thomp| Days 6&7: Long way

[personal profile] eagletalons 2012-05-02 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
Garrett gave a small smile of his in return. "Well, it could be better."

Could be worse. But he'd gone through several places before as Hope, with an assortment of people, so he knew he could do this. They could do with a few more people though, considering there were a few more of them that he could see-- strength in numbers and all that.

How he wished for his magic now. The knife and gun were good and all, but he preferred and missed his magic, but he knew there was no way to retrieve those spells unless he got himself branded again.
deshabille: «vampire concerned about b-vord» (☀ tough love style)

[personal profile] deshabille 2012-05-02 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course it could be better," Mal said, thinking: Left, right, etc. This is harder on sand than packed dirt. "But we could also be on fire, or two feet tall, or it could be even hotter than it currently is, so on the whole I'll take what we've got."

This, of course, did not mean that she wouldn't complain down the road. Long marches were one thing, but she wasn't used to them under quite these conditions. She sort of wanted to unpack her backpack and check on the bag of coffee beans that she knew she'd squirreled away before they'd left, but that would lead to odd questions, so she readjusted the pack and tried not to think about it.