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− | Tabby walked out onto the beach, looking like someone had thrown her down a hill and through some bushes. Shrugging out of her hiking pack, she allowed it to drop to the sand. "A la mierda mi vida..." Peeling off a dirty red button-up, she wadded it to toss it atop the pack, leaving her in a teal bikini top. "Embrace | + | Tabby walked out onto the beach, looking like someone had thrown her down a hill and through some bushes. Shrugging out of her hiking pack, she allowed it to drop to the sand. "A la mierda mi vida..." Peeling off a dirty red button-up, she wadded it to toss it atop the pack, leaving her in a teal bikini top. "Embrace aloha and it'll all be fine... Those gilipollas sound like they fell out of the Jungle Book, talking about their bear necessities." The woman continued muttering to herself as she untied her hiking boot, dancing on one leg at a time to pull off a boot and sling it at her pack, the socks following soon after. "If those motherfuckers knew how to mark a path, I wouldn't be coming down the mountain sides on my rear end." The rest evolved into growling, hissed vowels as she settled down to peer off her shorts to leave them as well. The teal bikini-clad Latina marched straight into the water, letting the first wave take her off her feet. She surfaced to slip off her hairband and scratch at her hair. |
− | Grace had managed to get herself a free afternoon after a busy morning at the Defense Academy, and it seems that she intended to use it enjoying the warm sun at Makaha Beach Park. Set out with a fairly oversized beach towel that looked almost large enough to sheet a twin-sized bed, a paperback book, a set of bright white sandals, and three bottles of water, Grace had obviously come prepared. As for clothing, Grace had removed her | + | Grace had managed to get herself a free afternoon after a busy morning at the Defense Academy, and it seems that she intended to use it enjoying the warm sun at Makaha Beach Park. Set out with a fairly oversized beach towel that looked almost large enough to sheet a twin-sized bed, a paperback book, a set of bright white sandals, and three bottles of water, Grace had obviously come prepared. As for clothing, Grace had removed her gauzy, off-white, cover up sundress and was now laid out on her tummy, reading her paperback book, wearing just a minty-green bikini that didn't tie with strings but wasn't much above a brief covering of assets anyway. All of Grace's long, thick, dark hair had been woven back into a tight braid and then coiled into a bun on top of her head, affixed firmly in place with some sort of pins to keep it out of her way while she enjoyed the heat of the sun on her skin and possibly the water, should she choose to enter it. New arrivals coming onto the beach and making themselves known were looked at, as if Grace was attempting to ensure she was aware of everyone that was coming into the general area. |
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− | Felix was indeed out in the water within the middle section, having decided that today would be a fine day to have a swim about in the water. Despite the choppy nature of the ocean it was obvious he was enjoying himself, swimming a leisurely stroke through the water. Eventually he began heading for shore, coming up above the waterline to reveal he was dressed in a pair of bright green and black swim trunks, leaving his flat and well muscled stomach bare. He shook himself a bit like a dog as he started trotting along the warm sand, headed for a beach towel that had been left with some other junk slightly further up on the sand. In doing so he caught sight of a slightly familiar face, giving Haruka a nod. Passing by the | + | Felix was indeed out in the water within the middle section, having decided that today would be a fine day to have a swim about in the water. Despite the choppy nature of the ocean it was obvious he was enjoying himself, swimming a leisurely stroke through the water. Eventually he began heading for shore, coming up above the waterline to reveal he was dressed in a pair of bright green and black swim trunks, leaving his flat and well muscled stomach bare. He shook himself a bit like a dog as he started trotting along the warm sand, headed for a beach towel that had been left with some other junk slightly further up on the sand. In doing so he caught sight of a slightly familiar face, giving Haruka a nod. Passing by the Latina he raised an eyebrow at her angry mutterings, looking towards the discarded pile further up and back again at the teal clad woman. His own things were not too terribly far away from Grace's comfy spot set up, which was looked at with an impressed nod before he dug around in his own little igloo for a water of his own. Felix did in fact recognize Rick, though they'd met only briefly, and he gave the man a cheery wave and an aloha as he went past. |
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Isaac is working on two things, his tan and liver damage. He is sat on a deck chair, wearing his best beach clothes and sipping from a beer while watching the waves. It may not be heaven for most but for Isaac, it's the best way to spend a day off. He's wearing an almost offensively bright Hawaiian shirt, pale, multi-pocketed shorts and some flip-flops. He has a pair of sun-glasses perched on his head but he isn't using them just now, the day not quite bright enough for the need. | Isaac is working on two things, his tan and liver damage. He is sat on a deck chair, wearing his best beach clothes and sipping from a beer while watching the waves. It may not be heaven for most but for Isaac, it's the best way to spend a day off. He's wearing an almost offensively bright Hawaiian shirt, pale, multi-pocketed shorts and some flip-flops. He has a pair of sun-glasses perched on his head but he isn't using them just now, the day not quite bright enough for the need. | ||
− | He | + | He recognizes a few of the people who head out onto the beach and some of those already there but for the most part, Isaac stays quiet and does his best to enjoy the cool beer he is drinking. At his feet he has a small backpack and then to his right he has laid out a glass of milk, positioned so that it is in the shade. |
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− | Yohko was just starting to enjoy a nice, relaxing day 'out of the office' so to speak, when those ugly heavy clouds start to gather overhead, quickly blotting out the sun...And any chances of enjoying a nice sunny picnic. "..Nani..?" she asks to no one in particular, staring sullenly up at the rapidly | + | Yohko was just starting to enjoy a nice, relaxing day 'out of the office' so to speak, when those ugly heavy clouds start to gather overhead, quickly blotting out the sun...And any chances of enjoying a nice sunny picnic. "..Nani..?" she asks to no one in particular, staring sullenly up at the rapidly darkening sky. And then the rain comes. In a torrential downpour even. She sighs, wrapping her arms around her body, slipping back into her sandals. It may not be particularly cold but it is windy and wet and uncomfortable. "Perhaps we can retreat to a nice beach side cafe until this runs its course?" she suggests, looking around for shelter and pausing beneath the nearest tree as she ponders where they might find such a place. |
− | "Oh my day off, really!" Isaac seems to yell this towards the sky, raising his can of beer and shaking it towards the who ever is doing this. Letting out a long suffering sigh, he starts to tidy away his things. Reaching under his chair, he picks up the glass of milk and after tipping out the contents, he puts it in the | + | "Oh my day off, really!" Isaac seems to yell this towards the sky, raising his can of beer and shaking it towards the who ever is doing this. Letting out a long suffering sigh, he starts to tidy away his things. Reaching under his chair, he picks up the glass of milk and after tipping out the contents, he puts it in the cool box. He drains the last of his beer and slots that in the cooler also. "It was such a nice day as well, so much to see..." Crouched by his chair, he glances over the beach, spotting a few more familiar faces now and offering a wave. |
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As the inordinately rare, Leeward Coast storm settled over the line of the beaches and spread to either side, covering the land and the see with a torrential downpour, things out in the water seemed to get hectic. People were surfing in, attempting to escape the incredibly dangerous weather, and most of the people out swimming in the water were all wading back to the safety of the beach, as undertow and dangerous currents only increased with the addition of extra, high-altitude rain. Beach umbrellas blow around, coming free from their moorings and going on flights as if they'd been purposefully targetted. | As the inordinately rare, Leeward Coast storm settled over the line of the beaches and spread to either side, covering the land and the see with a torrential downpour, things out in the water seemed to get hectic. People were surfing in, attempting to escape the incredibly dangerous weather, and most of the people out swimming in the water were all wading back to the safety of the beach, as undertow and dangerous currents only increased with the addition of extra, high-altitude rain. Beach umbrellas blow around, coming free from their moorings and going on flights as if they'd been purposefully targetted. | ||
− | Out near the reef, the waves seemed to be frothing, almost like they'd become ever-increasingly | + | Out near the reef, the waves seemed to be frothing, almost like they'd become ever-increasingly agitated and confused by the heavily gusting winds. In fact, the sea seemed to become a strip of violently roiling white froth and foam all along the barrier created by the reef itself. |
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− | Grace had just managed to shove her rolled up beach towel into her swim tote when the rain hit down hard onto the beach, making her cringe slightly down before she glanced up at the vicious clouds overhead. "Tian na?!" She seemed to have slipped fairly easily into her native Mandarin as she spoke to the heavens, her tone nonplussed. Slipping her feet into her white sandals while she shoved her water bottles into her bag between rolls of towel, Grace just looked at the swim cover up that was almost completely soaked in less than 30 seconds and sighed, lifting up the sodden garment and shaking it a little to try to get rid of some of the newly clumped sand attached to it. As she did so, Grace looked out over the water, narrowing her eyes a bit as she seemed to fixate on a spot out near where the break | + | Grace had just managed to shove her rolled up beach towel into her swim tote when the rain hit down hard onto the beach, making her cringe slightly down before she glanced up at the vicious clouds overhead. "Tian na?!" She seemed to have slipped fairly easily into her native Mandarin as she spoke to the heavens, her tone nonplussed. Slipping her feet into her white sandals while she shoved her water bottles into her bag between rolls of towel, Grace just looked at the swim cover up that was almost completely soaked in less than 30 seconds and sighed, lifting up the sodden garment and shaking it a little to try to get rid of some of the newly clumped sand attached to it. As she did so, Grace looked out over the water, narrowing her eyes a bit as she seemed to fixate on a spot out near where the break occurred between the two ridges of the reef. Cocking her head to the side, Grace pressed her lips together firmly as she set down her tote bag and the swimsuit cover up next to herself, and whistled softly. "Is anyone else seeing that?" She pointed out at the water, dark eyes still trained to the same spot they'd been before. |
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− | Grace looked over at Felix and Rick, nodding her head to them. As Yohko and Isaac both ask her | + | Grace looked over at Felix and Rick, nodding her head to them. As Yohko and Isaac both ask her pretty much the same question, and they all seemed to be speaking about the same thing, Grace motioned to Felix. "He pretty much is describing what it looks like... like there's a bunch of air and water coming up from under the surface, making it froth like that... I have no idea why... WHAT is that?" Her tone sharpened as the foam and roughly tumbled water seemed to start on their way closer to the shore, and the shapes moved within it. "Good plan!" Grace obviously agreed with Haruka. "Out of the water, away from the beach!" Grace raised her voice a little higher, trying to ensure people could hear her over the din of the rain and violent ocean. "AWAY FROM THE BEACH!!" |
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− | One of the creatures came into shallow enough water that its entire broad, sickly green, back could be seen. It was long, easily 6 feet, and had a blowhole at the top center, but didn't seem to have a dorsal fin at all. As it pushed up into water that couldn't keep it | + | One of the creatures came into shallow enough water that its entire broad, sickly green, back could be seen. It was long, easily 6 feet, and had a blowhole at the top center, but didn't seem to have a dorsal fin at all. As it pushed up into water that couldn't keep it buoyant, though, the fact that it was lacking in fins entirely became obvious. Especially since underneath it there were four, massive, legs that looked like they should belong on some lead contender in the Mr. Lumberjack, Ukraine competition. There were also two sizeable arms that came up out of the water, holding an oil-skinned sack, with one hand shoved inside. Along the back end, a tail connected to the elongated spine and looked almost more like a shark's, but ended in a taper like an eel instead of a broadened fin. Throwing its hand forward out of the sack, something sparkled and shimmered in the air, but when the dust hit the water of the rain and then the waves of the ocean, the dust burst into smokey fog, occluding the view of the being a bit more than just the frothing waves could. |
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Phenos let out a savage sound as the big cat creature managed to come closer and try to gnaw through his shoulder. The strange amalgamous being lifted a hand and made a gurgling, choking sound as water came up from within the foggy coverage and started beating against Felix like an oncoming wave, over and over again, from up behind the fomor's shoulder. | Phenos let out a savage sound as the big cat creature managed to come closer and try to gnaw through his shoulder. The strange amalgamous being lifted a hand and made a gurgling, choking sound as water came up from within the foggy coverage and started beating against Felix like an oncoming wave, over and over again, from up behind the fomor's shoulder. | ||
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− | Screaming and in horrible pain, the now rather singed and | + | Screaming and in horrible pain, the now rather singed and roasted form of Phlog seemed to be writhing, all of the tentacles on his hands and carrying him through the water alternately seized and shuddered. Pointing one of the nests of slithering appendages at Yohko, he made a high pitched screaming sound, and the sand seemed to grow drier and harder on a path to her, stopping well short of hitting its goal, as if it had aged and denatured. Still, it didn't even mark Yohko's shoes. |
− | The creature with the eye on his tongue, Phlegm, let out a little shriek of pain as it was briefly flamed, punched, and managed to dodge out of the way of the incoming form of Tabby. She was then the closest target, and he lunged at her, teeth gnashing viciously as it tried to get ahold of her and crunch down. Of course, Tabby was rather fleet of foot, and managed to get completely out of | + | The creature with the eye on his tongue, Phlegm, let out a little shriek of pain as it was briefly flamed, punched, and managed to dodge out of the way of the incoming form of Tabby. She was then the closest target, and he lunged at her, teeth gnashing viciously as it tried to get ahold of her and crunch down. Of course, Tabby was rather fleet of foot, and managed to get completely out of the way. |
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− | Grace wasted no time at all, really. Once Tabby had the creature with the eye on his tongue down onto the ground, she let out a hiss of a breath, then started in on him. Leaping atop Phlegm as her eyes bled to nothing but orbs of pure, matte black that absorbed the light instead of reflecting it and her veins stood out as light, powdery blue tracks under her now | + | Grace wasted no time at all, really. Once Tabby had the creature with the eye on his tongue down onto the ground, she let out a hiss of a breath, then started in on him. Leaping atop Phlegm as her eyes bled to nothing but orbs of pure, matte black that absorbed the light instead of reflecting it and her veins stood out as light, powdery blue tracks under her now translucent skin. With her knees, elbows, hands, and feet she rained blows onto the creature in a furious speed that hit hard and deep, punching through its dermis with her bare skin like she'd somehow hardened herself to do so. When it was done, and she'd beaten the thing into a pulp, it lay there dead, not even shuddering, its long tongue lain out on the sand and oozing. Grace herself was covered in gore and splatter, but stepped away from the creature with a satisfied, final kick to its dead hide. |
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Yohko is only vaguely aware of the battle going on around her with the other creatures. However, she is quite impressed at the show of force from the other heroes that stayed behind to help. "Nice work.." she mutters and smiles at Haruka, "You have picked up a few new tricks since last we met." | Yohko is only vaguely aware of the battle going on around her with the other creatures. However, she is quite impressed at the show of force from the other heroes that stayed behind to help. "Nice work.." she mutters and smiles at Haruka, "You have picked up a few new tricks since last we met." | ||
− | She quips before turning back to focus upon her target, Phlog, who seems determined to impale her with some weapon of | + | She quips before turning back to focus upon her target, Phlog, who seems determined to impale her with some weapon of hardened sand. Gritting her teeth, she rolls to the side, barely missing its attack, and counters with another well-placed fireball, this time aimed at its already singed skin and in particular the damaged blowhole. "This time, it is over for you..Rosa ignis flammae.." she murmurs, tracing another shape in the air before her as she summons a large ball of fire to roast the monster, although she staggers back just a bit, bringing up a magical shield as it attempts to counter once again. However, she remains the stronger, and no worse for wear, although all that magic is starting to wear her down a bit by now. |
− | Glancing around, it seems that the battle is nearly won and she draws a deep breath, feeling a bit | + | Glancing around, it seems that the battle is nearly won and she draws a deep breath, feeling a bit weakened from the magic, and perhaps out of shape from not using it in so long. "I am certain that you all can handle the rest..Farewell for now.." she bows and then turns to leave. |
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− | Grace took in a slow breath as Rick managed to knock the lights out of he last of the three creatures. She reached over, gripping his shoulder firmly and squeezed once. "Nicely done, Rick." Noting that she'd just | + | Grace took in a slow breath as Rick managed to knock the lights out of he last of the three creatures. She reached over, gripping his shoulder firmly and squeezed once. "Nicely done, Rick." Noting that she'd just transferred extra gore onto Rick's shoulder from her hand, Grace winced slightly, and got a couple handfuls of the now rather beautiful and tranquil water to rinse him off before she went about dousing herself to get the remnants of the previously killed scraps from the beach. As she did so, her skin seemed to regain its more golden tone and her eyes seeped away from being nothing but orbs of matte black to their usual, so dark, but normal human seeming eyeballs. She looked around, nodding to Haruka gratefully as she left. Felix got a curious look and a nod from Grace, along with a small smile. "You did well at keeping this one completely distracted while we handled the other two. With this fog, he would have been a problem." Grace swished her hand through the fog that was finally starting to slow down as the last of the powder was eaten away by water. When she turned to walk to the beach, presumably to collect her now rather sodden belongings, she offered Tabby a nod, smiling slightly. "Mahalo, miss, for your help. I hope you're alright." She motioned to her neck, noting Tabby's grimace. |
Latest revision as of 08:20, 15 January 2018
Storming the Beach | |
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It had less luck than some other historical beach-head battles... | |
Dramatis Personae
Felix, Grace, Haruka, Isaac, Rick, Tabby, and Yohko. Loa as GM. |
7 October, 2008 Fomor enjoy a stormy afternoon at the beach. |
Location
Makaha Beach, Leeward Coast |
Plot(s) |
Makaha Beach Park offers good swimming, bodyboarding and surfing conditions. The swimming is better in the summer months when the ocean is generally calmer here (but exceptions are always possible). In the winter months, the surf is often times up and there is a strong shorebreak and rip currents. This is when Makaha Beach is only suitable for experienced surfers. Before going into the water, pay attention to all signs posted at the beach and ask the lifeguards about the current ocean conditions. If you want to swim, enter the ocean in the middle section of the beach where there is no reef. Surfers usually prefer the northern end of the beach because this is where the waves break on the reef (near the hotel). However, it's only recommended for experienced surfers. Especially during low tide the reef is close to the water's surface and it is sharp. This park is one of the more popular beach parks on this side of the island, but nevertheless the beach is hardly ever crowded. The busiest times are the weekends when local residents come here with their families to picnic and relax. There are a few picnic tables, restrooms and showers. Located on the driest side of the island, in the summer months it is especially hot and dry here. Bring enough water and sunscreen and maybe even a beach umbrella because there is not much shade on the beach. Today there are a few people on the beach, enjoying the cloudless, beautiful weather. A few surfers are out hanging 10 on the heavier, autumnal waves. Those enjoying the water for swimming are definitely staying away from the bigger waves, and seem to be right along the mid-section of the beach.
"Fortunately, I managed to squeeze in a text book in my yoga bag here." she pats her trusty bag, never one to leave home without it for whatever reason. The light wind sure feels good on her skin however, and she smiles faintly as she peers over the horizon, at the crystalline blue water. "But I suppose one or two days of relaxation could not hurt. So where shall we set up our picnic?" Peering around, she frowns with mild disapproval at all the girls in their skimpy bikinis and draws a deep breath, feeling the sand crunch lightly underneath her bare feet. Definitely new territory for her.
He recognizes a few of the people who head out onto the beach and some of those already there but for the most part, Isaac stays quiet and does his best to enjoy the cool beer he is drinking. At his feet he has a small backpack and then to his right he has laid out a glass of milk, positioned so that it is in the shade.
She gives Yohko's hand a squeeze. "Guess we're going to have to delay our picnic slightly, Yo-chan. Hope you came prepared for a mess." She sighs once more. "At least we're dressed kinda right for it." Yeah, she's still a joker.
As the inordinately rare, Leeward Coast storm settled over the line of the beaches and spread to either side, covering the land and the see with a torrential downpour, things out in the water seemed to get hectic. People were surfing in, attempting to escape the incredibly dangerous weather, and most of the people out swimming in the water were all wading back to the safety of the beach, as undertow and dangerous currents only increased with the addition of extra, high-altitude rain. Beach umbrellas blow around, coming free from their moorings and going on flights as if they'd been purposefully targetted. Out near the reef, the waves seemed to be frothing, almost like they'd become ever-increasingly agitated and confused by the heavily gusting winds. In fact, the sea seemed to become a strip of violently roiling white froth and foam all along the barrier created by the reef itself.
In the water, something slick and sickly toned in green and grey is seen for a brief moment, like seeing a whale's back or side show through and catch the froth against it, then it's gone again just a brief second later. Not long after, another slick, broad looking shape breaks through the surface, and water is spouted up high into the air, foaming and clouding against the rain. As soon as the vapor and spray dissipate, though, the shape is gone, back beneath the surface of the rough ocean.
"Alright, come on now, let's get everyone out of the water, away from the edge! There's likely sharks out there!" She knows how to make her voice carry, even over the wind and rain, and she runs along the beach repeating it. "Everyone away from the water!"
"Haruka-chan..Did you see that? I think they may be..Youkai perhaps..Fomor, I believe? A hideous amalgamation of many different creatures, fused together to create the ultimate warrior. I believe they came here to kidnap humans, to add to their collection.." Her frown deepens. "They must be stopped!" if only she could see through this fog..
The third creature came up kind of between the other two creatures. This one had a similar, elongated back to the first, but it was more to the gray end than to the sickly green. At the front of it, it's mouth gaped wide and open, huge breaths puffing from it as it came up out of the water, with many, many, rows of vicious, sharp teeth that looked suspiciously like a shark's. It had thick, heavy arms much as the first creature did, but its mouth and face set it apart, as did the long, slimy tongue that held a HUGE eyeball at the tip of it, which it used to lick the slick skin around its mouth. Instead of throwing up some sort of shielding fog, it just stared at the people on the beach, eyeing each person it could see individually with that disgusting, singular, tongue-bound eyeball.
Her eyes narrow as she focuses on the first creature to wash ashore, and she bites her lower lip. "Right, that's.. no, damnit, isn't it... ah. Right." Then she twirls around and calls over to Yohko, "Hit its bag! Make sure it can't pull any more of this fog shit!"
The third creature, the one of the eyed tongue, seemed to dislike the way that Grace was studying the incoming creatures. It moved forward like it was quite capable of mach-1 speeds, and zoomed right up onto the beach coming directly at her. As if it knew just how to get a good angle on the woman, Phlegm launched into a gnawing attack, coming at her arm, and scraping those vile, sharp teeth across her skin to leave angry, red, welts while it coated her skin with saliva from its disgusting tongue.
He's so intent on doing damage to the creature that he doesn't even seem to notice what he's actually //done// until it hits. When it does, he lets out a triumphant laugh...then looks down at his hands with wide eyes. "Wait...what the hell?!"
The creature with the eye on his tongue, Phlegm, let out a little shriek of pain as it was briefly flamed, punched, and managed to dodge out of the way of the incoming form of Tabby. She was then the closest target, and he lunged at her, teeth gnashing viciously as it tried to get ahold of her and crunch down. Of course, Tabby was rather fleet of foot, and managed to get completely out of the way.
She quips before turning back to focus upon her target, Phlog, who seems determined to impale her with some weapon of hardened sand. Gritting her teeth, she rolls to the side, barely missing its attack, and counters with another well-placed fireball, this time aimed at its already singed skin and in particular the damaged blowhole. "This time, it is over for you..Rosa ignis flammae.." she murmurs, tracing another shape in the air before her as she summons a large ball of fire to roast the monster, although she staggers back just a bit, bringing up a magical shield as it attempts to counter once again. However, she remains the stronger, and no worse for wear, although all that magic is starting to wear her down a bit by now. Glancing around, it seems that the battle is nearly won and she draws a deep breath, feeling a bit weakened from the magic, and perhaps out of shape from not using it in so long. "I am certain that you all can handle the rest..Farewell for now.." she bows and then turns to leave.
"Well, that sucked," she tells herself, rubbing her forehead. She looks around, then trudges over to pick up her abandoned kitbag, hoping it hasn't been crushed or soaked too much in all the excitement. (Fortunately, it's waterproofed... as well as any cloth can be, at least.) "Now, where'd Yo-chan get to..." She turns to walk up to the road, looking about for her friend.
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