Revenge is Sweet [P] Jun 6, 2013 22:37:19 GMT -5
Post by Charm on Jun 6, 2013 22:37:19 GMT -5
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The persistent wind sent questing tendrils through crevices and cracks, then leaped eagerly through the gap of an opening door, only to abruptly come up short as it closed against the gust. Charm shook her head against the sudden transition from white noise to the murmur of voices, and paused beside the entrance. The lobby of the skyscraper was busy at this hour of the morning, as the Ring began its day. Some loitered around the tables, finishing breakfast, while others organized into their patrols and received their assignments.
Casting a critical eye over the happenings revealed no ripples of discontent or unease, so she gave a satisfied nod. Today would do. It was cool and breezy, but clear, the air crisp with coming fall, and the hunt was singing in her blood. Dalton was healthy enough to take care of things in her absence, and Tarrik was well on his way to joining him. It was time to find the woman responsible for putting them in such a state that they needed to recover.
She crooked a finger toward the gathering at large, and a tenderfoot caught the gesture and trotted over. “Send Baze, Mac, and Jared to me. Jared first, tell him to grab my gear. Then run upstairs and tell Dalton I’m headed out for the day.” The girl nodded and darted off, intent on her errand. Charm leaned a shoulder against the wall while she waited, exchanging greetings and smiles with those who passed or came over to speak with her. The head medic came by with a few questions, and by the time that was wrapped up, the three she’d requested were waiting for her.
Taking her bow from Jared, she braced it with her boot to string it, then strapped it to the pack he held. When he offered it to her, she shook her head, and he slung it into place on his own back. Gesturing them outside, she followed, pulling the door shut behind her. Mac - Mackenzie - looked puzzled, but Jared was resigned, Baze expectant. She nodded at him. “You know what we’re after?”
His lip curled. “Trust me, that’s one scent I won’t be forgetting any time soon.” She may or may not have nudged him toward getting a good sniff of Dal when her friend was brought in semiconscious. If anyone could track down the mysterious brunette “rogue,” it would be Baze.
“Excellent, off we go then. Mac, we’ll fill you in when we get out of the city.” She shifted, as did the other two, while Jared swung onto her back. His hound shift was perfectly capable of keeping pace, but it was easier to have someone carry the pack than to devise saddlebags that would stay secure. She knew better than to run off without medical supplies, extra weapons, and some food.
Baze and Mac would travel as bloodhound and eagle, respectively, though they could trade off with Jared if necessary. Satisfied, Charm shook her mane and set off at a canter, Baze loping along beside her as the eagle leaped into the air behind them.
ooc; Wasn't sure where to put this, but figured they could end up in the foothills on the northern side of the mountains? Intending to skirt around to the other side to search the retro lands and stuff.