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Anselm Ludwig Müller, he who walked out of Heaven. he/him
HᴀʀʀᴏᴡHᴀʀᴋ 🏳️🌈
Joined January 2017
destiny roleplay account. an original character.
Pray, pray! The farther into the Zone, the closer to Heaven. Pray! Stalkers cut in line at the gates of Heaven!
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...front of him and the radar on his wrist pinging heat signatures.
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...that most traps would be accounted for but you never knew until it happened. What worried him still were the dogs. Those snouts, it was a matter of time until they snuck up, and then what? Two men to a pack with no visibility. Dirty work. His eyes jumped from what was in...
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"Scheiße," he remarks. "You have an open hand? Grab the line and don't lose it." This was a trick he learned from cave divers. As long as you held the line you had a sense for where to go; the second you lost it you wouldn't find it again. The field had seen enough traffic...
Indy's grateful that they're both experienced with this; someone less-so might've slipped up by now. Her eyes stay locked ahead of them even as she ensures that Ludwig is always at her back, the two of them inseparable as they make a slow and steady path through the camp. +
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If you're gonna live forever, get in a brawl every now and then. Nothing puts hair on the chest like a couple sluggers
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...that a fog rolls down from the mountains, onto their ships and into the valley where it seeps into the campgrounds. Soon it will be hard to see anything. "I've got eyes on five still on the treeline. How are we faring?"
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...makes a difference. It's no good to die even if you come back. He cuts the end of his line and leaves the last anchor where it's stood. "Mongrels travel in packs, twenty mongrels to a pack." Each breath is taken carefully so as not to fog his visor. Little does he know...
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It was good to follow the line. The line was a single assurance: that where you walked before you could walk again. Ludwig is careful. He never turns his back to the hill and relies on Indy to keep him straight. It only takes a blink to lose sight of the danger, and that...
More than she can ever share, Indy knows well the virtues of a quick and easy death over a fate far worse. Cynicism aside, though, she's still hopeful it won't come to that. Prepared for the worst, yes, but also hopeful. "Alright. I'll lead the way." Following their way back...+
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"I won't hold it against you. Let's get the Hell out of here," he says. "Take point. Follow the line exactly. Walk back-to-back and I'll watch the hill for trouble."
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What most people won't consider is brought to mind by lived experience. It can always go bad. In fact one should expect it to go terribly or else they will never be prepared for greater challenges. So, it helps to know how a man wants to go. At least then the choice is made.
Indy tried not to make a habit of being prey; thankfully, ever since her 'incident', most wild beasts gave her a wide berth. This time, though... there's no telling what might happen. The question shocks in candidness alone, but Indy would expect nothing less from him. +
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"If it comes down to it would you want to be shot? I'd make it quick. Assuming the worst of course."
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"It's not a good way to go—hunted like that." The dogs are active. They scatter along the hillside and some become uninterested. Others, though, linger. It's hard to say how many there will be if this becomes an altercation. He's already testing his line. The anchors are set.
They were outnumbered, but wolves were smart, and they wouldn't pick a fight unless they were either desperate or they were sure they could win. These wolves, at least, didn't seem desperate. She grips her pistol tighter and breathes in deep to steady herself. "Yeah, I've... +
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If it were him alone then five dogs would be hunting but with a second man they might keep their distance. Nevertheless, Ludwig readies his rifle. There could always be more. "Have you ever been mauled by an animal?" He rubs his forefinger against the breech. "Or a pack of them?"
You didn't have to like it, you just had to understand it and live with it. Indy never ventures far, but she explores the camp too, occasionally poking tents with sticks to little avail. Of course, things couldn't remain quiet for too long. Indy turns and scans the... +
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it's like an animal crossing in here
well you didn't!! meow meow meow. meow? meow! meow meow meow meow m
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It's the easiest step of their journey and therefore the one requires the least preparation. "There are a series of jumps we'll have to make; my ghost will provide the coordinates. Let's exchange comms now. Any questions?"
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Ludwig nods. "Kit from the Vanguard," he says. There are enough employers from different walks of life that it's good to remember their affiliations. Some take offense if you don't. "The first leg is by ship. You'll follow mine, so if anything happens you'll have a way out."
〝 sounds like it's right up my ally then, that's my specialty. ♪ 〞 perhaps this was why they were chosen for this mission. only one has experience with carcosa, the other does not. kit's always ready to go headfirst into a dangerous area, it's all they know. +
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I just thought I'd misheard
a guy can't even meow anymore without being judged. society is failing
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you meowed
why are you looking at me like that
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meow
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