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Post by Nashk-Ojiisan on Aug 10, 2009 13:45:13 GMT -5
Arturo sighs in annoyance. It would seem the problem of water and food would be up to him. So with recent events fresh on his mind, Arturo leaves their pseudo campsite with vigor.
Some time later Arturo finds himself on another part of the island. He had been following the green plant life in hopes of finding some sort of pool. So far however all he had been able to find was sand and more sand... Which did not bode well for survival, yet at the same time did little to stop his enthusiasm.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Aug 11, 2009 13:47:19 GMT -5
"That looks good." She smiled.
She pulled off her shoes and rolled up her jeans and grabbed his bowl. She walked up to the ocean, letting the waves wash over her ankles and dipped it into the water filling it about half way. She carefully placed it back into the pit.
"We need something to cover it." She said looking around. "And some rocks..."
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Aug 11, 2009 14:23:41 GMT -5
"more...leaves?"He says looking around, he couldn't even see rocks on the beach just fine white sand.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Aug 11, 2009 15:09:06 GMT -5
"We could try those..." She said. "But we need something to hold the cover down too."
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Aug 11, 2009 20:07:55 GMT -5
Judus stands and wipes the sand from his hands and walks over to what they had left of palm leaves.
"damnit!" he shouts struggling with something in the palm leaves, He pulls out a large shaggy rat, it was flailing trying to get free. With a strong grip around its neck judus kicks through the palms and finds no more vermin.
"I caught lunch...or dinner....."He says looking up at the sky, it was getting late in the afternoon. He presses his thumb hard against the side of the rats head increasing the pressure. There was a small squeel before the snap and then scilence.
"Well we need new leaves....this one chewed straight through them....."He looks around. "Here use this for the time being...."
He pulls of his grey athletic shirt and picks up the borken and chewed through palm branchs. Useing the branches as stakes he holds his shirt down over the pit.
"Come on we got food and it'll take all day to prepare by myself....."He walks back over beside the fire and setting down.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Aug 11, 2009 21:50:26 GMT -5
She sat down next to him, with a slightly disgusted look on her face.
"What do I need to do....?" She asked reluctantly. She crossed her legs while she looked over at the rat.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Aug 11, 2009 22:10:47 GMT -5
"Give me your cell phone.."He says holding out his hand, he pulls his own phone from his pocket. He flips his phone open and places his hand around the screen. Judus squeezes the screen casing before hearing it pop. realeasing it the screen casing falls apart, he pulls the clear filliment screen out and and pops the casing back together the best he could.
He holds his hand out for her phone.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Aug 11, 2009 22:20:47 GMT -5
Ricki flipped open her phone and tried to turn it on. It was no use the water had completely ruined it. , She sighed and handed it over. "Sorry phone."
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Aug 11, 2009 22:40:05 GMT -5
He held his screen on his pants leg and used her phone as a hammer and cracked the screen into long sharp spilnters. He hands her phone back to her and starts straining to get the splinters apart. He finaly finishes breaking the three large splinters apart. The had sharp points and a nice cutting edge.
"Ok...here we go..."Judus sets a duoble edged shard and a triangular shard on the ground and grabs the rat. Holding his breath his cuts into the vermin with some resistense. Reaching over he grabs some palm branches and starts removing the insides being careful not to puncture the kidneys or anything else that would spoil the whole meal. Dumbing the organs out onto the leaves he starts skinning it he grimices slightly as he cuts a littl to deep and scraps the bone sending a sound that had the same effect as nails acrost black board.
Judus shudders before pulling and finaly ripping the skin off the rat, he lays the skin down the fleshy side facing the sky.
"Ok...we need a stick...." After twice burning his hand he manages to pull a small unburnt portion of wood from the fire, breaking off the parts that had been burnt and tossing them back. He mounts the rat on the stick and places it over the fire to cook.
"This should be good....like squarrel..."He jokes watching the meat cook.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Aug 11, 2009 22:59:56 GMT -5
She laughed watching the rat roasting over the flames. She tucked her phone into her back pocket. "So now what?" She asked.
She unzipped her sweatshirt and bundled it up into a ball. "Judus... I'm so tired." She said laying down against his leg, using her sweatshirt as a pillow. She curled up, watching the flames rise and fall.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Aug 11, 2009 23:08:21 GMT -5
He was a little taken back by her laying on him.
"It's probably just hunger...and the heat..."He leans back a little.
"We just need to wait from the food to cook.....then......look for more wood till tomorrow i guess...."
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Post by Lady Kuri on Aug 11, 2009 23:34:07 GMT -5
"Hmmm... I can do that." She said, closing her eyes.
"And I'm sorry you had to use your shirt." She said yawning. "But... um..."
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Aug 12, 2009 0:37:02 GMT -5
he sighs laying back "There where footprints on the beach....i wonder how many people got out of the plane and ended up here?"
He muses, unknowingly pushing a strand of Ricki's hair off her face and around her ear.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Aug 12, 2009 0:53:03 GMT -5
Her eyes fluttered open when he touched her, it startled her until she realized what it was. "Hmmm... I hope a lot of people made it..."
For a moment she wondered if she was better off alive or if the ones who didn't make it were the more fortunate. So far, it really hadn't been that bad. "I'm lucky, you found me and you know a hell of a lot more about surviving outdoors than I do."
"I just hope we don't have to do it for too long." She said.
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Post by Nashk-Ojiisan on Aug 12, 2009 10:12:02 GMT -5
Arturo paused mid trek and cocked his head. The most heavenly, mouth watering, juicy, hunger inducing, scent wafted through his nostrils. To Arturo this scent was as seductive as a siren to his rumbling belly... "What is this... I do believe I smell something... Something... Someone is cooking rat!" Arturo shouts loudly.
Arturo had always prided himself on having a strong nose. At home Arturo often boasted a nose that was as strong as any bloodhound, which of course was not true, however strong his nose may be. So with sniff over sniff Arturo made his way across the island in an attempt to track the source of the scent.
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