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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.05 08:06:00 -
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The group move past where Jonny had concealed himself. He had came up to the mountain the night before to be alone and camped out in a cave near the summit.
He watched as they moved past. He saw a few familiar faces. Some he even shared a drink with.
He walked back to where he made camp. The fire had died down some over night, leaving only ashes. There was no tent or sleeping bag, only a tarp hanging across two branches hanging low. his Tactical Plasma Rifle leaned against a tree.
It took a moment for Jonny to pack up. As he picked up his rifle he made sure it was loaded. One couldn't be too careful, he thought.
He caught up to the group quickly but stayed off the trail, half-hidden amongst the tree.
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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.05 21:12:00 -
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Jacques Cayton II wrote:
Please ignore the trolls
(Wasn't trolling. Trust me if I was i wouldn't of bothered with detail)
CAPTAIN BAss wrote:"Does anyone else smell alcohol and vomit?"
(I hope you arn't talking about Jonny, he has been sober for a few weeks now.)
Jonny stayed within the treeline. He watched as Patrick made a fire. He shivered as a cool wind blew past.
Taking a better look at the group, he noticed that they were all unarmed, with the exception of a few knives and picks.
He sighed and turned back into the woods. He walked for five minutes, counting his paces as he walked, until he came across a tall evergreen.
Jonny knelt, and as he did he took the magazine out of his rifle and took the tarp from his bag. He wrapped the rifle up and placed it down beside him.
Using his hands, he began digging a hole in the snow. The cold wind blew again and Jonny dug faster. When the hole was deep enough, he laided his rifle in the hole and covered it up. He then took out his knife and carved a peculiar symbol into the tree.
After his work was done, Jonny stood up and walked back to where he had last seen the group. On the way he spotted a few critters. He made a mental note of their location and carried on.
It was not long before he saw the warm glow of the fire. He said nothing as he came and sat by the fire. He kept his mask and beanie on.
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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.05 21:37:00 -
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Crownrule wrote:Patrick stands up abruptly and looks at the "amarr assassin" and he gives him a death glare.
"Where did you come from gallente?" Patrick asks in a rude manner as he slowly reaches his left hand behind his back for his pick. He finds its grip and wraps his fingers around it and tenses up as he unhinges it from his rucksack.
Jonny noticed Patrick grabbing his pick. He started to wonder if it was a good idea that he buried his rifle in the forest.
He picked up a stick and started to stoke the fire. He chose to ignore the Amarr, not because of how rudely he asked him, but rather he was cold and didn't feel like explaining his business.
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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.05 22:12:00 -
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CAPTAN BAss wrote:Jonny D Buelle wrote:Crownrule wrote:Patrick stands up abruptly and looks at the "amarr assassin" and he gives him a death glare.
"Where did you come from gallente?" Patrick asks in a rude manner as he slowly reaches his left hand behind his back for his pick. He finds its grip and wraps his fingers around it and tenses up as he unhinges it from his rucksack. Jonny noticed Patrick grabbing his pick. He started to wonder if it was a good idea that he buried his rifle in the forest. He picked up a stick and started to stoke the fire. He chose to ignore the Amarr, not because of how rudely he asked him, but rather he was cold and didn't feel like explaining his business. Alaxander reaches into his bag and pulls out a flask. He takes a swig and offers it to Jonny "Here, it'll warm you up"
Jonny looked at the flask. It had been a while since he had a hard drink. He was tempted to take the flask and drink. Just one little drink. To warm him up...
Jonny looked back at the fire. 'No,' he said as he stoked the fire some more.
As he started to warm up, he unwrapped his scarf he was using as a mask. He scratched his rough beard.
He reached behind him and grabbed his pack. It was a small simple pack. He pulled out what remained of last night's dinner, wild game, and started eating.
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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.06 05:26:00 -
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Jonny stood up and grabbed his knife from his pack. He approached the dead beast and bowed his head. He whispered a prayer of thanks and proceeded to gut, clean and skin the beast. He then dug a hole and buried the entrails.
With the skin he laid it across the snow with the soft fur facing the sky. He then laid down on it, took another peice of meat from his pack and proceeded relax.
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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.06 09:17:00 -
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Jonny watched as Alexander poorly butchered the meat and then proceeded to boil it in alcohol. What a waste, he thought as he sat up on the pelt of the beast.
He then looked around at the rest of the group. He smiled at Blux and Junko. He knew they were tough Matari women and knew better than to flirt with them.
Looking at Patrick he said, 'I have many names.' He tossed aside the bone of the meat he has been chewing on. 'Call me Demitrius if you wish. But the others here know of my clone name, Jonny.'
With that he reached into his pack and retrieved a simple looking flute. He placed it softly against his lips and started playing a slow melody. A melody he used to play for his daughter to help her sleep when she was young.
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