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[monkeycrap]

The sun rises and the forest is very quiet. No sign of the guards. Maybe Jakky and Jessica found out a way to distract them or maybe she just ate them all... you'll never know. That's good news so try not to dwell on it.

If you keep your eyes on the skyline you may notice a pack of crows flying past. When you travel the flora and fauna around you change like they should, but those damn birds are just here to stay apparently. Someone really paranoid might think they're following you, haha!

[ mission: move on. ]

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[inenochian]

[ when the fuck did my cover get blown. ]

[ watches from the edge of the treeline while john puffs his way back into camp, not following suit until after the sun has broken past the horizon line. ]

[rhymeswithdesign]

[when he gets far enough in, surrounded by people, constantine can't help it. his knees buckle as all of the nervous energy that'd been holding up through the whole thing just drains away in a rush. and to think he's got a whole day of walking ahead of him.]

[with a high-pitched laugh that's probably a little disconcerting, constantine takes one last drag from the cigarette and flicks the remains into a dry patch of earth, where the embers continue to eat at the densely scrawled paper.]

Never could get the hang of Thursdays.

[laughs again, and rubs at his forehead, and reaches for another hand-rolled cigarette.]