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Roxton knows he’s pushing Challenger and Malone, but they have no time to waste. If they don’t mind Lento before moonrise, Summerlee will die. Roxton won’t let that happen. They already almost lost one person today. That was more than enough. Tellingly, Challenger and Malone aren’t complaining and follow quietly.

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Summerlee takes the time to properly look Malone over before declaring him fit for travel.

“Come on,” Roxton says quietly. “Time to go.” He’s feeling vaguely guilty about his earlier suspicions, but doesn’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth. The sooner they’re out of here, the better.

“Wait.” Malone turns to Yura. “How is he?”

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Challenger pulls a dart out of Malone’s neck and gives it a sniff. “It’s curare,” he says grimly, holding it up so Roxton can see. For a moment, just a moment, Roxton flashes back to his brother. But this is no errant bullet. This was a trap set to kill. He glares at the man in front of him, furiously angry, finger tightening on the ( Read more... )

Another beautiful jungle morning. Summerlee woke the three of them up just before sunrise, eager to continue the hunt for his plants. He swore he’d be able to make all sorts of useful medicines from them, but the last two on the list were proving elusive. Not that Roxton minded. They were getting to see more of the plateau, and that’s part of the ( Read more... )

"I always figured I'd end up in the belly of a beast. I'd just figured it'd be one that roared," Roxton says flatly, looking out at the jungle.

"Technically, the tree doesn't eat you," Summerlee explains again. "Just drains your life essences."

"Well, perhaps the damn thing will eat you first and get indigestion," Challenger grumbles. Summerlee just ( Read more... )

"Thought you'd never get here." Roxton's at the back of the cage, watched warily by the guard that opens the cage, shoving Veronica in.

"Frankly, we couldn't stay away," answers Challenger, catching himself before he hits the far bars. He turns to glare at the guards as Summerlee and Marguerite enter behind him.

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Roxton jerked awake, face nearly slamming into the wooden bars two inches from his face.
Damn.

Damn, damn, damn.

Well done, Roxy-boy, way to get the jump on the man. He climbs to his feet, dusting straw out of his hair. It's the supposed goat pen, he realizes, the one where he found the spoon earlier. One hand goes to the small bump on the back of ( Read more... )

Three hours. Three hours since Malone has gone missing. Or as Marguerite says, since he's not been here. He doesn't like it. And that damned fruit making everyone so bloody unconcerned...but Zhaan said there's no lasting effects from it, so Malone is his first priority. He could be in trouble. Hell, he probably was, knowing that boy.

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Your Score: Regal Soul

You scored 30 Extroversion, -8 Sensitivity, and -6 Openness!


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Roxton didn’t like it. The man who greeted them when they first arrived was named Kirin, and he was only too happy to show them his village, provided they gave up their weapons first. They agreed, and Kirin’s guards had taken their guns and knives away before leading them to the town proper. The place seemed peaceful, perfect, and everyone was ( Read more... )