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Con whispered in Hunter's ear. "A pink flare." Con said, pushing Hunter's head in the direction of where the flare went off.
Con whispered in Hunter's ear. "A pink flare." Con said, pushing Hunter's head in the direction of where the flare went off.
Axion gathered all her stuff, and took one last look at her tree that she had been living in for months now. “Come Kathia.” A black cat jumped down from the top branches and sat on her shoulders. She turned to Kathia. “You ready to go?” The cat started purring. “I’ll take that as a yes.” She then jumped out of the tree and then started off towards where that flare was.
Truth be told, she wasn't sure what the flairs signified or what importance its color served, given that she was a recent arrival, though with the amount of people currently en route to the location of the flair, she supposed it had something to do with a village gathering? Would that include her? She wasn't much for these sorts of events, but the last thing she needed was for the humans to start suspecting her. Quickly, she knelt down to brush aside her chess pieces into the hole she dug up, covering them up with dirt and marking the surrounding earth with a messy circle. Then, she began making her way towards the source of the signal.
Hunter started walking towards where Con said the flairs were, hiding his wings with a quick illusion spell. Hunter felt Con look at him, most likely weirdly. "What? I don't want humans to freak out."
Immediately, people came in thrpugh the trenchgates. One basket was full of fruit. A few apples, mostly blackberries, raspberries, strawberries, blueberries, and a few grapes. The next held lavender, a few other herbs, two potatoes, and a bunch of carrots. Guards with the same ultravibration rifles as Indra escorted them. Indra was a man who had the job of niche-filler. He was a renaissance man, who was whatever the village needed him to be.
Wading through the sudden sea of people pouring in from the trenchgates, Brook side-stepped when necessary to avoid any unwanted contact, minimalizing the threat of collision. That is, until she caught a glimpse of the recent haul, in which she angled her hip out a bit further than usual while she reached around one of the gatherers to snatch an apple from the basket as she bumped into them on 'accident'. Facing the other backwards, she assumed an expression of mock sympathy, grasping the fruit behind herself as she continued her path. "Terribly sorry about that! I should really watch where I'm going." She apologized.
"I'm gonna have to ask you not to do that." Indra said to the thief, still watching the people. "I'll let it slide today, but if you try it again, I'll pump you so full of vibrations that your orgsns will be itching for a week."
"Pardon me, does anyone know where I can find the leader of this place?" Hunter calls out, his melodic voice very loud for someone his size.
Indra shifts his attention. "Town Hall." He mutters, going back to watching the cargo get hauled in.
"Thank you, where would that be?" He asks, obviously confused on what the fuck a town hall is.
"Kinky." She replied mockingly while turning to face the guard directly, making no further effort to mask her stolen good as she took a bite out of the apple. She looked over her shoulder at the new arrival, raising a brow, before going on her way.
"Middle of town." Indra ssid, somewhat suspiciously. "Brick walls, sheetmetal roof."
(And… you started without me. What happened?)
Pink flares have gone off signaling that huntwmers fishers and gatherers should come back.
Hunter turned to the small dragon on his shoulder. "You think you can find that Con?" He asked the dragon gave a small noise of agreement. "Thank you for your help." He said to the man who had told them where it was.
Axion wandered for a while, surprisingly not running into anyone along the way. She was about to enter a wooded area when she decided to stop and sit to eat something.
(Um. Sorry guys, but I don't know what's going on, how I should put in my character, so I'm going to have to leave.)
Pink flares have gone off signaling that hunters fishers and gatherers should come back.
This is what's going on.
(Currently in a small human village with the exception of my character and I think someone else’s, you could just integrate your character into the town or you could join it like I am trying to get my character to do.)
Erica walked out of the small hospital. She worked there as an assistant to its one doctor. She saw the pink flair and followed the crowd as they went towards it.
Taking another bite from her apple as she paced through the village, she noticed another woman exit from the settlement's miniature hospital, seemingly transfixed with the soaring pink flairs still lingering in the sky when she followed her gaze. "Show's over, sweetheart; they just got back." Brook swiftly informed the doctor's assistant as she crossed paths with her.
Keri laughed at the crowd of people gathering and continued to stay up on the building, she looked at the sky for the red flare that signaled the curefew for the human faction and that required her to go back to her little cardboard box house.
”oh um what was it about?” she asked the girl. not caring about the red flares for a second she only lived a few houses down.
Indra saw as the green flare was shot off, signaling the looters to go out.
(The red flare is the emergency one. Nobody in this settlement has a curfew, because if they did, it would leave them vulnerable to attack, and even if they did have a curfew, they wouldn't signal it to the world.)
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