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thearena2013-11-20 01:47 pm
the_marshal) wrote in thearena2013-11-20 01:47 pm
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My boy builds coffins, for better or worse.
WHO| Wyatt and Max
WHAT| A gathering of ancient relics.
WHERE| Let's say... mid-islandish. Around K11 or so.
WHEN| Sometime after the T-Rex release.
Notes/Warnings| Dinosaur shenanigans? Nothing else at the moment that I can think of.
Later, when he looked back on it, Wyatt would realize he should have known from the moment he saw Aunamee that it was trap. After so many weeks of searching and tracking the man like a dog, for him to suddenly appear, moving between the trees without a care in the world....
It was painfully clear just how unlikely it was, in hindsight. How it felt too easy, because it was.
But, in the moment, all he knew was that he spotted their quarry and that the trail was hot.
And soon, one way or the other, it was going to be done.
Moving quickly, Wyatt lead the way, Max close behind, the pair of them silent save for a few gestures, quick exchanges of glances.
This way... Ready. ...Wait...
He paused, pressing his shoulder against Max's as the man came up beside him, blue eyes narrowed as he stared around the trunk of the tree they were crouching behind.
Aunamee had stopped. Turned away from them, he was stone still, staring blankly into nothing.
As if waiting for something.
WHAT| A gathering of ancient relics.
WHERE| Let's say... mid-islandish. Around K11 or so.
WHEN| Sometime after the T-Rex release.
Notes/Warnings| Dinosaur shenanigans? Nothing else at the moment that I can think of.
Later, when he looked back on it, Wyatt would realize he should have known from the moment he saw Aunamee that it was trap. After so many weeks of searching and tracking the man like a dog, for him to suddenly appear, moving between the trees without a care in the world....
It was painfully clear just how unlikely it was, in hindsight. How it felt too easy, because it was.
But, in the moment, all he knew was that he spotted their quarry and that the trail was hot.
And soon, one way or the other, it was going to be done.
Moving quickly, Wyatt lead the way, Max close behind, the pair of them silent save for a few gestures, quick exchanges of glances.
This way... Ready. ...Wait...
He paused, pressing his shoulder against Max's as the man came up beside him, blue eyes narrowed as he stared around the trunk of the tree they were crouching behind.
Aunamee had stopped. Turned away from them, he was stone still, staring blankly into nothing.
As if waiting for something.