oom for trudy -- earth, zimbabwe. matobo national park.

[one_man_army]

Eight months after arriving in Zimbabwe, he got his first chance to take some leave -- some of the volunteers took advantage of the break to go home, visit family, or return to 'civilization' for a bit -- and he promptly disappeared

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[hallelujahpilot]

She grins at him and adjusts her aviators slightly as she walks through the door, a grin that fades to a smirk.

It's Africa. She'd promised herself that she was never stepping foot on the place, ever again. But this is Carl's Africa, no hers. Wars, sure, but nothing to do with her.

And there is this.

"Just in case we all forget," she says, "I love you. Just for the record."

[one_man_army]

His free arm going around her shoulders, he pulls her into a half-hug.

"Noted. I think we'll remember, but I like being reminded."

[hallelujahpilot]

She laughs.

"Y'never know." She bumps her hip against his, and grins. "So, show me around D-boy."

[one_man_army]

"Give the bellhop a minute to stow the woman's bags, would you?"

(This action consists of Carl turning around and gently tossing Trudy's pack onto his cot, before ducking in to the tent to grab his lighter daypack.)

It'll be light enough to hike in a matter of minutes, and they both have low-light hiking experience, so he nods towards one of the many trails heading for the low hills that surround the area.

"We get up there, you'll have a pretty good view of this little valley that we're in."

It won't be more than a twenty or thirty minute walk.