[From here.]The sound and scent of water had grown stronger as they approached the general area where the ruined town was said to be located
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"Tenacious, hmm?" Lunge caught the man's expression, raising his eyebrow just a fraction- if doe-eyed innocence had a face, that right there would be it. He didn't doubt that for a second. But if L thought for a second tenacity would be enough to get his own way... His smile was ambiguous and, if one were so inclined to see it, challenging. "We'll see."
Meanwhile, Jones appeared to be doing a startlingly good job of covering a minor breakdown at the thought that his two co-workers had armed themselves with cooking equipment. He brushed it off without a second thought- he'd have been at a physical disadvantage, no matter what he'd been carrying- and nodded. "We might never get another chance to get a look at what's in that church- particularly when, as far as I can see, we are the only team to have made it to the town so far."
Even if they weren't, nothing guaranteed that anyone else who arrived would be willing to share the fruits of their labour in the morning. Notices on found treasures were almost nonexistent- 'weapons' was about as specific an answer as one could find to the question of what the fastest of the treasure hunters had found in the night. And that wasn't even taking into account the censorship.
Logically speaking, there was only one course of action: decisive action for what would hopefully be decisive findings. "You're right, Dr. Jones. We don't have any time to waste." Now. If he remembered correctly, the church would be the first building to their right after the crossroads; with the cold of his knife against his waist, he moved towards their destination.
Meanwhile, Jones appeared to be doing a startlingly good job of covering a minor breakdown at the thought that his two co-workers had armed themselves with cooking equipment. He brushed it off without a second thought- he'd have been at a physical disadvantage, no matter what he'd been carrying- and nodded. "We might never get another chance to get a look at what's in that church- particularly when, as far as I can see, we are the only team to have made it to the town so far."
Even if they weren't, nothing guaranteed that anyone else who arrived would be willing to share the fruits of their labour in the morning. Notices on found treasures were almost nonexistent- 'weapons' was about as specific an answer as one could find to the question of what the fastest of the treasure hunters had found in the night. And that wasn't even taking into account the censorship.
Logically speaking, there was only one course of action: decisive action for what would hopefully be decisive findings. "You're right, Dr. Jones. We don't have any time to waste." Now. If he remembered correctly, the church would be the first building to their right after the crossroads; with the cold of his knife against his waist, he moved towards their destination.
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