Cliffjumper (
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re_alignment_logs2013-02-18 01:51 pm
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Intrepid explorers!
WHO: Blurr and Cliffjumper
WHERE: Out in the wilderness, in a building they've found.
WHEN: Now~
WHAT: ADVENTURE. Exploring! TRAPS. So many traps.
WARNINGS: Nothing, really.
The structure had looked like a heap of boulders or a small hill at first, but when they got closer it was obvious it wasn't. Question was just what a building, especially a somewhat disguised one was doing out here in the middle of the literal nowhere.
Frowning as he landed from having had a look from the top, Cliffjumper shrugged.
"Either it ain't too big, or it might go down underground." It might be bigger inside, otherwise it couldn't hold more than at the most three rooms, maybe. Three kind of small rooms for someone of average size, three average rooms for someone his and Blurr's size.
"... So, what'd we do?" He couldn't help the scowl as he eyed the rather well-disguised entrance. He just didn't trust this situation, the building, whatever might be inside... but he also didn't feel it safe to just leave the building without having checked said inside.
WHERE: Out in the wilderness, in a building they've found.
WHEN: Now~
WHAT: ADVENTURE. Exploring! TRAPS. So many traps.
WARNINGS: Nothing, really.
The structure had looked like a heap of boulders or a small hill at first, but when they got closer it was obvious it wasn't. Question was just what a building, especially a somewhat disguised one was doing out here in the middle of the literal nowhere.
Frowning as he landed from having had a look from the top, Cliffjumper shrugged.
"Either it ain't too big, or it might go down underground." It might be bigger inside, otherwise it couldn't hold more than at the most three rooms, maybe. Three kind of small rooms for someone of average size, three average rooms for someone his and Blurr's size.
"... So, what'd we do?" He couldn't help the scowl as he eyed the rather well-disguised entrance. He just didn't trust this situation, the building, whatever might be inside... but he also didn't feel it safe to just leave the building without having checked said inside.

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"Thanks Primus for that." Blurr felt really tired all of sudden. "We sholud get back and warn the others about this place I DO NOT feel like exploring further."
He looked down ad Cliffjumper's hand. "Any idea what's that for?"
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"That's the least of it. Could sing a fraggin' song to be outta there." Cliffjumper huffed, rubbing his shoulder with his free hand and giving another narrow, dark-blue glare to the door. "That, or maybe leave messages at this door and the front one, warn 'em not to go in 'cause it's full of traps or somethin'."
In any case he didn't feel like just standing here any longer and started to walk along the complex-disguised-as-a-rock, casting a glance down at the boxy item in his hand at Blurr's question.
"Not a clue, but look. It's got some sorta plugins for dataslugs, so I suppose we could try the ones we picked up while in there. Encrypted or not, if this is the proper reader for 'em, we'll have a place to start at least."
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"Do you want to try them here or in the Haven? If those end being some sort of weapon I'd be better if we try them where we can't hurt anybody." Of course them dying was still a possibility.
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"Let's go around and do the front as well. And whatever we do with that thing and the data slugs, let's wait a bit. Tomorrow or somethin'. I wanna go back and just sit down without worryin' whether I'm gonna fall into a pit or get squashed or something'." Whatever it was and what the slugs contained, it could surely wait a day or two.
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"Sorry about your jetpack."
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"I've got the other one from when people were findin' gifts, so it's okay. This one... well, it might be more 'mine' than the new one, but I suppose it's just a matter of gettin' used to it." Eyeing the warning he'd scratched on the door, Cliffjumper dusted off has hands and jerked a thumb in the direction of Haven.
"Let's go back before anythin' else happens."
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