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Who: Everyone
When: Day 3, morning
Where: 1st floor cafeteria
What: pressing concerns of a nutritional nature

[Quinn is in the cafeteria, in a staring contest with her daily apple. There is a sad gurgle from her stomach.]

How long d-does it take a garden to g-grow stuff anyway...

[Maybe it's time for everyone to touch base on how food efforts are coming along?? Or about other things. Whatever your hearts fancy.]

((OOC: Open mingle for everyone!! I'll be tagging around after a nap.))

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You got it.

[disappearing up the stairs to do that]

Okay. N-now what?

What else? We get moving.

L-Let's go.

[Off we go! To hunt a thing.]

[To the park?]

[indeed! once they're just outside it, Quinn will pause to transform again. sparkles, textures, muffle Kalafina playing in the distance, etc. ensue once more.]

Huh. Sound effects?

It c-comes from the t-transformation... I'm n-not really sure why.

Weird.

Well, probably better to get it done now, before we get too far in.

[nodding]

T-That's what I thought too.

[and pulling up another dozen machete-like plant knives /o/]

[He's only got a kitchen knife on him. Getting it out now, though!]

You ready to do this?

[taking a deep breath, visibly steeling herself]

Y-Yeah, I'm ready.

[Off we go!]

[following Bucky's lead]

[ which way are you going? ]

[Down the path, this time.]

[following Bucky's lead]

[ the concrete path gets more broken as it goes, undermined by tree-roots and the passage of time. eventually, it reaches an area where dirt paths break off, trails made by animals frequently cutting through going off to a meadow. ignoring the dirt trails, the path continues into the deep woods ]

[Well, we're looking for animals. Makes sense to follow the animal trails.]

[Taking one toward the meadow.]

[ the meadow is crowded with grasses, flowers, weeds, some of which you recognize from the game Avavoth ran, growing wild and tall. away from the shadow of the woods, you can see. . . it looks sort of like a pair of deer, but instead of soft hide, it looks more like the leathery armored shell of an armadillo. They don't appear to have noticed you yet. ]

[Glances back toward Hush to make eye contact, then flicks one finger toward the deer. He raises his eyebrows, like he's asking a question.]

[...some of the knives quietly float higher in the air and flip around so their points are aimed at the deer.

Hush points at the knives and then makes a flicking motion in the direction of the deer.]

[He holds up a finger — a gesture to wait. Then he points at himself and makes a half-circles with the same raised finger, out toward the deer.]

[He falls back toward the tree line to circle around toward the other side of the deer.]

Edited 2014-09-11 04:12 (UTC)

[ the deer are alert, now, hearing rustling in the grass. but they haven't bolted— they expect predation from dog packs, and there's not enough movement to be one of those. ]

[Hush crouches down where she is as carefully as she can, trying to stay sort-of hidden while Bucky does...whatever it is he wants to do.]