There ain't no more cowboys, only men with violent hearts
Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 5:48 am
((Daniel Whitten: Continued from Tower of Alexandria))
Ah, good job, Daniel. I always knew you had tracker blood in your veins. Look at the extravagant way you've managed to get yourself lost in a maze of bike trails! Truly a sight to behold.
Daniel sighed. Whatever had possessed him to head in this direction? It wasn't exactly as if there was a specific place he was headed, seeing as he had absolutely no idea where his friends could be, but still. He had originally intended to use the trails as a shortcut to reach the farm, which was a good a place to start looking as any.
Instead, Daniel'd managed to completely lose track of where he was, and he was pretty sure he'd lost Alex, too. She'd been behind him just a few minutes ago, but as Daniel was definitely the best around, there was no sign of her anywhere. Alex was probably still in his general area, at least.
Screw it. From what Daniel could tell (using his oh-so-heightened senses) there wasn't anyone else around, and even if there was, they certainly wouldn't be inclined to hurt him. Of course. Optimism, man. It beat huddling up in a corner and crying. Which he certainly had not done.
Daniel raised his voice, calling out to the woods around him. "Er, yo, Alex? Where'd you go? This is kind of putting a damper on our whole 'stick together, find friends' thing." Assuming that Daniel hadn't magically been teleported to the other side of the island or something, that was probably loud enough to catch her attention. Hopefully, they'd be able to reunite in short order.
Ah, good job, Daniel. I always knew you had tracker blood in your veins. Look at the extravagant way you've managed to get yourself lost in a maze of bike trails! Truly a sight to behold.
Daniel sighed. Whatever had possessed him to head in this direction? It wasn't exactly as if there was a specific place he was headed, seeing as he had absolutely no idea where his friends could be, but still. He had originally intended to use the trails as a shortcut to reach the farm, which was a good a place to start looking as any.
Instead, Daniel'd managed to completely lose track of where he was, and he was pretty sure he'd lost Alex, too. She'd been behind him just a few minutes ago, but as Daniel was definitely the best around, there was no sign of her anywhere. Alex was probably still in his general area, at least.
Screw it. From what Daniel could tell (using his oh-so-heightened senses) there wasn't anyone else around, and even if there was, they certainly wouldn't be inclined to hurt him. Of course. Optimism, man. It beat huddling up in a corner and crying. Which he certainly had not done.
Daniel raised his voice, calling out to the woods around him. "Er, yo, Alex? Where'd you go? This is kind of putting a damper on our whole 'stick together, find friends' thing." Assuming that Daniel hadn't magically been teleported to the other side of the island or something, that was probably loud enough to catch her attention. Hopefully, they'd be able to reunite in short order.