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smash_logs2014-05-14 12:31 pm
mohawk_tomahawk) wrote in smash_logs2014-05-14 12:31 pm
Backdated to late April: A Brave Band of Warriors Who Fight for Truth and Justice or Whatever.
Who: Connor and whoever wanted to go down to explore with him and give him support because "oh me oh my, it's so scary down there"! Maybe a guest star?!?!
What: Playing detective sorta kinda about the goings on inside the bunkers.
Where: The basement/bunkers/caverns.
When: Late April.
Warnings: Lotta fightin' here.
So Connor waited by the entrance to these, so called, bunkers that he heard so much about. He stood there quietly trying to piece together what he had learned within the passed few days. There were many concerns and he tried to organize them all:
1. The "statues", rumored to be of old citizens from FDC. Strange.
2. The bugs, who were very much nuisances to most of the students and staff. That one strange man aside, though Connor was unwilling to find his version believable just yet. Noted anyway.
3. The thing that the one student mentioned that powered him and his companion. Something being guarded? It seemed to have them run into some trouble.
4. Shiek's message to him, telling him of all that he found with his troupe.
He had to see for himself, as well as find more answers. This attracted other people, much to his dismay. He was ready to go alone. But a lot of people weren't having it. He was fine with Desmond hanging around, Gordon too, as they were good fighters and men he could trust.
The others that signed up, he wasn't so sure.
But as he told Desmond, it was probably better if curious, young eyes came with a strong group to make sure no one got hurt. They could go regardless of what Connor said. Not that he didn't believe that they could defend themselves, but better safe than sorry. No one was going to be harmed under his watch, at least he could make sure. The children said they had abilities that could help, and he earnestly hoped they could. One could only venture to find out, and he knew that was a risky move.
He didn't want the group to be larger than this, should they have to be stealthier...if they could be stealthier. Again, he trusted Gordon and Desmond there, not so much the others. But they could handle an ambush at least, maybe.
He stayed silent as all of these thoughts continued to find a place in his mind, as he waited for the others.
What: Playing detective sorta kinda about the goings on inside the bunkers.
Where: The basement/bunkers/caverns.
When: Late April.
Warnings: Lotta fightin' here.
So Connor waited by the entrance to these, so called, bunkers that he heard so much about. He stood there quietly trying to piece together what he had learned within the passed few days. There were many concerns and he tried to organize them all:
1. The "statues", rumored to be of old citizens from FDC. Strange.
2. The bugs, who were very much nuisances to most of the students and staff. That one strange man aside, though Connor was unwilling to find his version believable just yet. Noted anyway.
3. The thing that the one student mentioned that powered him and his companion. Something being guarded? It seemed to have them run into some trouble.
4. Shiek's message to him, telling him of all that he found with his troupe.
He had to see for himself, as well as find more answers. This attracted other people, much to his dismay. He was ready to go alone. But a lot of people weren't having it. He was fine with Desmond hanging around, Gordon too, as they were good fighters and men he could trust.
The others that signed up, he wasn't so sure.
But as he told Desmond, it was probably better if curious, young eyes came with a strong group to make sure no one got hurt. They could go regardless of what Connor said. Not that he didn't believe that they could defend themselves, but better safe than sorry. No one was going to be harmed under his watch, at least he could make sure. The children said they had abilities that could help, and he earnestly hoped they could. One could only venture to find out, and he knew that was a risky move.
He didn't want the group to be larger than this, should they have to be stealthier...if they could be stealthier. Again, he trusted Gordon and Desmond there, not so much the others. But they could handle an ambush at least, maybe.
He stayed silent as all of these thoughts continued to find a place in his mind, as he waited for the others.