05-04-2013, 05:52 PM
(( My apologies. I thought I had covered that all. The post is great. If you want to control what the others do (Name them and whatnot), feel free to do so. I hope these are effective as well. I did not want to do too much that could possibly confuse us.))
The cool crisp air filled Brayden's lungs as he stood outside of the small town. The male stared at the black roads as the trails of snow stretched for miles. "This is where we have to stay" The male stared at a set of buildings on the other side of the road. Waiting for numerous cars to drive by, he walked across slowly to the Black Lotus Cafe. It was an odd name in his form of standards, but it would have to suffice. He peered through the windows to see inside the dark and vacant place. The place was otherwise adorned with tables, stools, counters, and numerous machines. He could manage a few minor details in the place. Pulling the phone out his pocket, he dialed a few numbers and waited on the dial tone. After confirming the voice on the other end, a Ford F-150 began to drive down the street. He motioned towards another road for them to pull up in the back. Once they were all settled in, he would have to lead them to another location for the night. There was a Get-Together of sorts to see who were all present for the moment after all.
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The trip had finally ended. They had arrived at the Cabins at long last. Being in a cramped vehicle for seven long hours had made Trevor quite the temperamental one. Not that he did not enjoy spending some form of Holiday with his best friend while his parents left off for somewhere in Europe to handle some kind of business discrepancy; it was the fact that being in a place for hours in without having a decent form of movement made him really buggy. Leo's grandfather chuckled as he climbed out the van, not wasting time to heft in numerous bags. "The weather is nice and besides, you'll get a chance to see a lot more than you would at home." Indeed, Trevor had got quite the view. There was Leo's Uncle Brad and his fourteen year old twins, Austen and Sarah none of whom apparently wore anything else other than camouflage hunting gear. This trip was probably the only exception as they were clad in white while Uncle Brad still wore the same hunting cap. It was not in Trevor's place to say anything on the subject, so he would just ignore it. His next set of sights were on the cabins themselves. Both looked to be about three-stories and probably offered a better variety at them all being able to seclude themselves in rooms of their own. "It's worth checking out, I suppose" the tone was rather unamused, but he had just got out of one of the most uncomfortable rides of his life. From hearing Leo's Grandfather tell war stories to his brother just speaking on his abroad travels, he was pretty sure there was nothing else to make his mood even more underwhelmed. "Besides, there's the city we could explore" he nudged Leonardo slightly as he hoped only the other heard him. Hefting up a set of bags that were locked up, he looked at the cabins once again. Whichever one did not include Uncle Brad would be the one he went for first. There was more to life than hearing stories about how he beheaded a male deer or skinned a crocodile after all.
The cool crisp air filled Brayden's lungs as he stood outside of the small town. The male stared at the black roads as the trails of snow stretched for miles. "This is where we have to stay" The male stared at a set of buildings on the other side of the road. Waiting for numerous cars to drive by, he walked across slowly to the Black Lotus Cafe. It was an odd name in his form of standards, but it would have to suffice. He peered through the windows to see inside the dark and vacant place. The place was otherwise adorned with tables, stools, counters, and numerous machines. He could manage a few minor details in the place. Pulling the phone out his pocket, he dialed a few numbers and waited on the dial tone. After confirming the voice on the other end, a Ford F-150 began to drive down the street. He motioned towards another road for them to pull up in the back. Once they were all settled in, he would have to lead them to another location for the night. There was a Get-Together of sorts to see who were all present for the moment after all.
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The trip had finally ended. They had arrived at the Cabins at long last. Being in a cramped vehicle for seven long hours had made Trevor quite the temperamental one. Not that he did not enjoy spending some form of Holiday with his best friend while his parents left off for somewhere in Europe to handle some kind of business discrepancy; it was the fact that being in a place for hours in without having a decent form of movement made him really buggy. Leo's grandfather chuckled as he climbed out the van, not wasting time to heft in numerous bags. "The weather is nice and besides, you'll get a chance to see a lot more than you would at home." Indeed, Trevor had got quite the view. There was Leo's Uncle Brad and his fourteen year old twins, Austen and Sarah none of whom apparently wore anything else other than camouflage hunting gear. This trip was probably the only exception as they were clad in white while Uncle Brad still wore the same hunting cap. It was not in Trevor's place to say anything on the subject, so he would just ignore it. His next set of sights were on the cabins themselves. Both looked to be about three-stories and probably offered a better variety at them all being able to seclude themselves in rooms of their own. "It's worth checking out, I suppose" the tone was rather unamused, but he had just got out of one of the most uncomfortable rides of his life. From hearing Leo's Grandfather tell war stories to his brother just speaking on his abroad travels, he was pretty sure there was nothing else to make his mood even more underwhelmed. "Besides, there's the city we could explore" he nudged Leonardo slightly as he hoped only the other heard him. Hefting up a set of bags that were locked up, he looked at the cabins once again. Whichever one did not include Uncle Brad would be the one he went for first. There was more to life than hearing stories about how he beheaded a male deer or skinned a crocodile after all.