all sporting good fun
[ WHO ]: Dark Link, Miku, anyone else who wants to tag along
[ WHERE ]: outside the apartments to start, heading in search of a sporting goods store
[ WHEN ]: February 18th, early afternoon
[ OPEN/CLOSED? ]: open
[ RATING ]: PG for now; will update if it changes
[ WARNINGS ]: Right now, just Dark's mouth. Later on, er, again, I'll update it if/when things get bad.
[ NOTES ]: It's a sporting goods store in Jigoku-land. This will probably get weird. Also for now, at least, we can all respond to the post proper instead of threading; it should hopefully be easier that way.
Dark Link is milling around the entrance to the apartment building, and he's ready for action. His blade is in its tape-ringed sheath, though it's hard to see under the shield. His blackberry had best consider itself lucky his sword is stil on his back given the glare he's shooting at the little device. He's attempting to plan a path through town to his goal, but the little map on the little screen is doing a beautiful job of thwarting him. Yes, it's compact and easy to carry, but really, a map and compass aren't that heavy and they don't take up that much space.
Maybe he'll look for a map once he and the others get moving. Surely the people here haven't completely abandoned paper maps, right? Then again, they've abandoned pretty much everything else he thinks of as important, so perhaps they have.
For now, he continues to fight with his electronic nemesis, muttering a few choice phrases under his breath.
[ WHERE ]: outside the apartments to start, heading in search of a sporting goods store
[ WHEN ]: February 18th, early afternoon
[ OPEN/CLOSED? ]: open
[ RATING ]: PG for now; will update if it changes
[ WARNINGS ]: Right now, just Dark's mouth. Later on, er, again, I'll update it if/when things get bad.
[ NOTES ]: It's a sporting goods store in Jigoku-land. This will probably get weird. Also for now, at least, we can all respond to the post proper instead of threading; it should hopefully be easier that way.
Dark Link is milling around the entrance to the apartment building, and he's ready for action. His blade is in its tape-ringed sheath, though it's hard to see under the shield. His blackberry had best consider itself lucky his sword is stil on his back given the glare he's shooting at the little device. He's attempting to plan a path through town to his goal, but the little map on the little screen is doing a beautiful job of thwarting him. Yes, it's compact and easy to carry, but really, a map and compass aren't that heavy and they don't take up that much space.
Maybe he'll look for a map once he and the others get moving. Surely the people here haven't completely abandoned paper maps, right? Then again, they've abandoned pretty much everything else he thinks of as important, so perhaps they have.
For now, he continues to fight with his electronic nemesis, muttering a few choice phrases under his breath.