GENOSHA AHOY

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Characters: worldwithoutsin, tailtothethief, fuckpicasa, numbbelligerent and amilain
Time: THE DEAD OF NIGHT
Location: Genosha
Content: SLAVE FREEING
Format: Whatever you find easiest (and try not to worry too much about tagging order)
Warnings: Inevitable fighting
Notes: SEE HERE FOR MORE ON THIS IF YOU MISSED IT

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[amilain]

While not really built for such travels--and it was fairly obvious, as she hardly looked like she could do more than hold herself up at times--Lain did not complain as she walked through the jungle with a small box, sticking close to The Operative, as he was the only one whose personality agreed with her enough to trust to keep her safe.

She was wearing more than usual, due to the terrain they were moving through, and she shifted a bit uncomfortably, even as she tried to ignore it.

[tailtothethief]

Zidane was making himself quite at home in the woods, while the young man was quite at home in the metallic jungles of a city, proper trees were just as good. He was well above the others moving from branch to branch, he liked it. It wasn't like most of the group could really keep a pace with him in the trees...

He adjusted his mask, an odd white comedy mask. "So... you guys sure this is the right direction?" So far it seemed like the right direction, he was keeping some track of the surroundings. But it all mostly looked the same to him.

[fuckpicasa]

Matthew was already feeling unpleasant about this whole Genosha business -- it made him nervous, and not a lot of things did, so that was saying something -- and the way Zidane kept hopping around like a monkey wasn't making him feel any better. "Well, let's see," Matthew said, doing his best to keep his sarcasm as blithe as possible, "there's trees here, here, and here, but you know, I'm pretty sure those trees ahead look like the ones we're supposed to be passing. I say we press on merrily ahead!"

[numbbelligerent]

Faith was... Well. She was Faith, which meant mostly she was hugely disappointed with the lack of things to punch, maim and/or kill thusfar. She was, however, doing a nifty job of keeping her impatience underwraps. Mostly because she was sure she was the only one here with heightened senses, so Faith had taken it upon herself to keep an ear, eye and nose out for anything coming towards them.

It was a little thrilling, in all honesty. Reminded her a bit of tracking vamps back home. Only with... A little more jungle than they'd had in Boston.