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capeandcowllogs2012-07-29 04:57 pm
out_of_time) wrote in capeandcowllogs2012-07-29 04:57 pm
You won’t take me, you won’t break me,
WHO: The Dependables.
WHERE: Iron Crown, caves on the south side of the island- Dolvanian territory.
WHEN: Forward-dated to early morning on the 1st of August [Dolvanian time].
WARNINGS: Violence, possibly. Scratch that, probably.
SUMMARY: Welcome to the Iron Crown island. The sun is just coming up, the air is clear and windy with a chance of flurries, and the thermostat reads as too damn cold. The team arrives on the island, sets up camp, and conducts reconnaissance of their target. Last-minute plans and problems develop.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, anything afterward. Two threads here- one for settling into the camp and one for taking a discreet look at the target.
Jack took his first breath of cold Dolvanian air as he felt the effects of Zatanna’s magical teleportation pass over him. In the blink of an eye the team had gone from the East Coast of North America to this desolate rock in the Pacific. It was a hell of a trip, but they had no time to be disoriented.
“Let’s get this place sorted out,” he whispered. “Geddoe, start setting up a camp. We need to do a perimeter sweep to make sure no one’s around, then get the parachutes out to make it look like we airdropped in.” As he talked he was already shucking a heavy black bag off his shoulders and zipping it open, taking out supplies. “Once we’re set, we’ll do an initial recon of the target.”
The mission was on.
WHERE: Iron Crown, caves on the south side of the island- Dolvanian territory.
WHEN: Forward-dated to early morning on the 1st of August [Dolvanian time].
WARNINGS: Violence, possibly. Scratch that, probably.
SUMMARY: Welcome to the Iron Crown island. The sun is just coming up, the air is clear and windy with a chance of flurries, and the thermostat reads as too damn cold. The team arrives on the island, sets up camp, and conducts reconnaissance of their target. Last-minute plans and problems develop.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, anything afterward. Two threads here- one for settling into the camp and one for taking a discreet look at the target.
Jack took his first breath of cold Dolvanian air as he felt the effects of Zatanna’s magical teleportation pass over him. In the blink of an eye the team had gone from the East Coast of North America to this desolate rock in the Pacific. It was a hell of a trip, but they had no time to be disoriented.
“Let’s get this place sorted out,” he whispered. “Geddoe, start setting up a camp. We need to do a perimeter sweep to make sure no one’s around, then get the parachutes out to make it look like we airdropped in.” As he talked he was already shucking a heavy black bag off his shoulders and zipping it open, taking out supplies. “Once we’re set, we’ll do an initial recon of the target.”
The mission was on.