Log 9 - Day 5
Again, no progress. But at least we weren't eaten alive.
Hisoka never showed up. I fear he might have been taken for counseling last night. I should find him at some point today and make sure he's alright.
Instead, I traveled with my roommate Omi and his friend Aya, whom I met yesterday morning. We ran into a pack of rats on our way to meet their friend. Quite large rats. I'm surprising we still have feet to stand on, considering we were practically weaponless.
That should be our first priority when tonight comes. In the meantime, there are some things I need to find out about Omi. It's not everyday you stumble upon a teenager with such expertise in projectiles. I learned that he was proficient in darts, so I made him two. A risk I shouldn't have taken, but I didn't want him to venture about unarmed.
He seems forthcoming in information, except when I touch on anything relating to where he comes from. He claims to be just a normal boy, but I can't help but feel he isn't being entirely truthful. Half truths, perhaps, but not whole ones. I want to trust him, but this secretiveness is warranting some suspicion. And it would be foolish to think that there aren't dangerous people here. It's hard to imagine that Omi could be some kind of threat, but I'm sure there are those who would think the same of me, and they would be wrong.
Until I find out what he's hiding, I simply can't give him my full trust.
Hisoka never showed up. I fear he might have been taken for counseling last night. I should find him at some point today and make sure he's alright.
Instead, I traveled with my roommate Omi and his friend Aya, whom I met yesterday morning. We ran into a pack of rats on our way to meet their friend. Quite large rats. I'm surprising we still have feet to stand on, considering we were practically weaponless.
That should be our first priority when tonight comes. In the meantime, there are some things I need to find out about Omi. It's not everyday you stumble upon a teenager with such expertise in projectiles. I learned that he was proficient in darts, so I made him two. A risk I shouldn't have taken, but I didn't want him to venture about unarmed.
He seems forthcoming in information, except when I touch on anything relating to where he comes from. He claims to be just a normal boy, but I can't help but feel he isn't being entirely truthful. Half truths, perhaps, but not whole ones. I want to trust him, but this secretiveness is warranting some suspicion. And it would be foolish to think that there aren't dangerous people here. It's hard to imagine that Omi could be some kind of threat, but I'm sure there are those who would think the same of me, and they would be wrong.
Until I find out what he's hiding, I simply can't give him my full trust.