@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group
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(Um, I could add a temporary character to pull our charas away and distract them for a while if that's okay?)
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(Okay, one sec, let me type something up real quick)
(Character's name: ???
Short physical description: Large, muscular, rough beard, gold-brown hair, tree tattoo on arm, squinty dark eyes.
5-9 personality traits: Uknown
Gender: Male
Age: 40-ish
Other: Isn't wearing any kind of ID for some strange reason.)
Just then there came a voice from the back of the crowd. "Psst. Hey, you two." A man was beckoning to them from a side door.
Ellen's eyes snapped over to the man. "What?" She growled.
He waved his hand to shush her. "Keep it down. You're Team W.A.R or whatever, amiright? I need to talk with ya."
Vin frowned. "You didn't tell anybody our name, did you, Ellen?" he whispered.
"Hell no." She whispered back. "Should we go over?"
"Um…" Vin stared hard at the man. "There's something kinda weird about him. But I think…..I think we should see what he wants. It could be important."
Ellen nodded. They walked over to the man. "What do you want?" She asked, crossing her arms.
He grinned and backed out of the hall, holding the door for them. "Come on. We can't talk here, too many ears in this zoo."
Ellen frowned slightly, walking through the door.
The man led them away from the building and into the maze of tents set up nearby. These tents had clearly been there awhile, and most of the soldiers loitering near them looked bored and restless. Most of them weren't even in uniform. They stared at the new recruits with little friendliness in their expressions.
"Name's Davy," their guide said casually as they walked. "Yours?"
"Call me Weaver." Ellen said, not sure she entirely liked Davy or the folks he was taking them by.
"Uhhh, I'm Raphael," Vin added.
"Oh yeah? Good names. Nice to see some fresh faces 'round the place. We're all bored out of our minds waitin' to get killed." He waved at a group of men they passed. "And by the way, don't mind these guys. They look a bit nasty, but they just like their space, is all." He stopped at the stockade wall and felt around until he found a loose section, sliding it away. "I gotta show you something outside the wall, you can tell your friend Lennie about it later. This way."
Ellen slipped through the opening, keeping in mind which panel he had detached. That could come in handy later.
As they started to walk into the snow-dusted forest, Vin glanced at Davy curiously. "Who are you? How did you know about us?"
"I've got ears, haven't I?" Davy replied unhelpfully. "I'm the chief of nothing and nobody in this place so don't worry–I won't tell anyone about your little escape plan." He winked cheerfully. "I would like some help with a plan of my own though, in exchange for keeping quiet."
"I knew it. People could listen in on us in that train." Ellen muttered. "What kind of help?" She asked.
Davy stopped as the ground dropped away sharply in front of him. "Okay, first of all, check this out." He pointed at a small valley nestled below them. At first, nothing seemed strange about the scene, but on closer inspection there seemed to be an odd, shimmering heat wave just over the tree tops. It was even stranger because of how cold it was. Davy grinned. "See that lovely glimmer? That's made by a little toy that can turn things invisible. Me an' me mates are working on something big down there, and the army doesn't know."
"Lovely." Ellen muttered. "And this matters to us because….."
"Like I said, I know you three want out. I'm offering you a place in our hideout, once you get your chance. We've got a real good thing going on down there. Fresh food, warm beds, even TV sometimes. All I ask in return is that you do me a favor, and let me know if a guy named Mitch Sabrino leaves the base for any reason. You'll meet him later at the orientation, or supper. Sound fair?"
Ellen glanced at Vin. "What do you think?"
Vin blinked. "I mean…it doesn't sound like a bad deal to me…..and we might need a safe place to stay if we have to leave in a hurry. Besides, if we don't like it, we can just head somewhere else."
Ellen nodded. "Okay then." She faced Davy. "Alright. We'll keep an eye on this Sabrino fellow."
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