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Post by Deeplight on Jul 17, 2008 13:58:52 GMT -5
"Hey Feanaro!" Park Ranger Mark called to his fellow ranger, "One of the campers forgot to get the lid close on dumpster 14, and a bear trashed it and made a total mess." The older ranger shook his head as he stepped across the gravel road, "I need you to gather some of the guys and go clean it up for me. Ok? Thanks" and with that Ranger Mark went into the ranger lounge to take a nap.
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Post by archon13 on Jul 17, 2008 14:16:19 GMT -5
Feanaro grumbled to himself as he gloved up and headed off towards dumpste 14. He knew Mark had asked him to go get some of the other guys, but it was early!! The few other guys around would only bitch and moan if he went and woke them up now. Whatever he could handle this himself. As he walked through the camp grounds he bathed in the early morning light and breathed in the crisp cold air. It was a good morning, but as he got closer to dumpster 14 he began to reevaluate his thoughts of the day. Total mess was an understatement, there was stuff everywhere and the bear had even ignored quite a bit of food. That wasn't normal and Feanaro was more than a little confused by this bears actions, stuff was spread out and it almost looked like something had picked threw it looking for something. Whatever he could deal with bears that were picky eaters later, for now he had to get this mess cleaned up before any more of the campers woke up.
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Post by Deeplight on Jul 17, 2008 14:21:21 GMT -5
Then if he was paying attention, the slight sound of shuffling could be heard coming from inside the dumpster.
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Post by archon13 on Jul 17, 2008 14:28:05 GMT -5
Feanaro was so focused on his task of picking up garbage and stuffing it into one of the garbage bags he'd brought along that he didn't notice that fact that the dumpster wasn't unoccupied until after he'd tossed the first bag of garbage into the dumpster.
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Post by Deeplight on Jul 17, 2008 14:46:25 GMT -5
As the morning light streamed into the dumpster a viscious snarl escaped from a crouched animal. And before one could get great glimpse at the creature, it sprang a good 15 feet into the air and dashed into the trees and out of sight.
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Post by archon13 on Jul 17, 2008 14:56:49 GMT -5
Feanaro let out a yelp and fell backwards tripping over a random piece of junk that had been lying on the ground. He lay on the ground rubbing his neck and wondering just what the heck could have made a 15 foot leap straight up. Not anything he'd ever seen in these woods before. Of course he'd heard some really strange stories coming from the woods these days. Maybe it was time to go have a look for himself. He made up his mind to go and see if he could find anything out there in the woods after he finished cleaning up. Maybe he could find some answers.
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Post by archon13 on Jul 17, 2008 20:16:57 GMT -5
After he finished cleaning up Feanaro went back through the camp grounds to make sure nothing else was obviously wrong and then went to make sure Mark was still in napping. Barring any unforseen difficulties he planned on heading out into the woods the instant he get away.
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Post by Deeplight on Jul 17, 2008 21:00:45 GMT -5
Mark the senior park ranger was dozing on one of the lounge couches with half eaten bag of trailmix on his lap. "No..mhmmm, keep those squirls away from me...mmmhmmm" Mark was dreaming about evil squirrells that kept trying to steal his peanuts..... He would be occupied for quite some time.
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Post by archon13 on Jul 17, 2008 23:31:19 GMT -5
Confident that he wouldn't be missed, Feanaro changed into his walking clothes, which consisted of a pair of black jeans, a dark green long sleeve shirt, and a thick jacket. He then took up his staff and thrust his sheathed knife through his belt. With his preparations complete he slipped out of the camp ground and made his way in the direction of the creature had left in.
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Post by Deeplight on Jul 18, 2008 10:19:22 GMT -5
Starting from where the creature had entered the woods lay a trail of trash that led deeper into the trees. Used diapers, torn panchos, empty marshmallow bags, emtpy propane cans, and a whole mess of camping trash lay in a line indicating the direction of the creature. I seemed as though it tried and failed to carry as much trash as it could.....
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Post by archon13 on Jul 18, 2008 12:54:16 GMT -5
Seeing this trail of trash Feanaro sets out to see where it leads. He walks quickly but quietly and with each step deeper into the forest it seems as though his awareness is hightened. He can see more clearly in the shadows of trees and things that would have typically slipped past him in the quiet sounds of the wood are not missed this time.
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Post by Deeplight on Jul 18, 2008 13:09:42 GMT -5
There was stench blood that wafted in the air farther down and as the ranger got closer he would come upon a doe. A recently killed doe. Deep and savage claw marks tore through her entire body and her head severed from the rest of it. It was a completely gruesome site.
There were no bite marks, nor signs of any eating of the female deer.....
And floating slightly above the doe was something completely extraordinary. There was a rip in the air. It looked as though a giant claw had slashed the very air and ripped a large black hole. It however, quickly began to close and eventually it vanished just leaving a massacred deer in the forest opening.
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Post by archon13 on Jul 18, 2008 13:22:07 GMT -5
Feanaro was stunned by the sight before him and simply stood there as the slash of darkness closed before his eyes. His mind simply couldn't wrap itself around that at the moment. Once it closed he walks foward and searches around the area where this slash occured and then checks the body of the doe for any sign of what might have done this to her. All this time he watches his surroundings to check for any sign of the trail that lead him here or anything else that felt out of place.
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Post by Deeplight on Jul 18, 2008 13:33:58 GMT -5
As the ranger studied the doe, he would find unusually deep "3-clawed" rips in her body and large puncture holes as though someone took a large stake to her flesh. Other than her mangled body, the pool of blood, and the trail of trash which ended at her body, there was nothing abnormal about the clearing. The normal sounds of wildlife could be heard and nature seemed to continue as though nothing had happened. Nothing was visibly out of place and nothing special seemed to be around. The ranger was alone in the woods.
Nothing.
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Post by Tona on Jul 18, 2008 15:16:01 GMT -5
Back at the Ranger lounge Ranger Mark still slept with his mouth gaping open. The blinds of the lounge were all drawn and the lights off so that the whole place was appropriately lit for his nap. A small dark thing crept forth from it's perch. It needed to make sure the room would stay this way, so it crawled forth, pulling with its tiny arms and squirming with its tail like body. So soundly asleep was Mark, that he didn't even notice the weight of the thing as it climbed up his leg and across his chest. It wasn't until Mark felt its three tiny claws grip the inside of his throat that he realized something wasn't right. He awoke, fell from his chair and tried to wrestle the thing out of his mouth. The darn thing was just too slick, it quickly slid down Mark's throat and then turned seemingly into nothing inside him. Then Mark was still. It's not sure how long Mark lay there, still and open eyed. Eventually though, he stood up, an estranged glazed over look to his whole face. He crossed the room, locked the door, and resumed his nap. ((I hope ya'll don't mind... I wanna play too... XD))
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Post by Deeplight on Jul 18, 2008 16:03:34 GMT -5
[OOC: Are you kidding me, I was waiting for you! About time you came into the picture!]
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Post by Tona on Jul 18, 2008 17:47:50 GMT -5
((ok sweet, haha, sorry, I wasn't sure till now where I would break in.))
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Post by archon13 on Jul 19, 2008 0:32:46 GMT -5
With that Feanaro decided that it might be wise to return to the camp ground. He might be sturdy but facing something that could cut the head off a deer with only a knife and walking stick wasn't such a good idea. He took a few pictures with his cellphone to show Mark, and then quickly made his way back to camp. He was on edge the entire way back to camp his fight or flight instints honed.
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Post by archon13 on Jul 19, 2008 18:11:26 GMT -5
Once he returned to the camp he made his way straight to Ranger Mark to tell him of his discovery. He decided to wait to tell him about the gash in the sky until after he could see his reaction the the deer.
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Post by Tona on Jul 20, 2008 0:25:48 GMT -5
Ranger Mark snorted, coughed, and woke up. Still everything was dark, but his chair was gettnig less comfortable. He stood up, stretched and yawned before pulling out his phone to check the time. There were several miss calles from his wife, but he ignored them and skipped to the time. It was kind of past noon now and he could feel his stomache growling. He looked up to see what could be found in the kitchen and saw movement through the blinds. Parting them slightly he could see the young ranger coming in. Mark snorted to himself and walked to unlock the front door.
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Post by archon13 on Jul 20, 2008 2:33:15 GMT -5
Feanaro walks up to the door and is somewhat suprised to see Mark up already. He quickly pushs Mark inside to tell him of the creature that had leapt out of the dumpster and of the trail of trash that had lead him to the corpse of the deer. He told of the strange 3 clawed cuts unlike any he had ever seen as well as the odd stab wounds. For now he left out mention of the slash in the sky.
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Post by Tona on Jul 20, 2008 21:24:04 GMT -5
Mark covers his eyes from the glare of the open door and while he allows Feanaro to push him in, he steps forward again to close the door quickly behind them. Rubbing his watery eyes, he motions for the young ranger to sit while he listens half heartedly. When he was done speaking Mark took a seat himself and hesitated for a second before answer . Closing his eyes, his retinas remembered for him the sudden glare of out side light and his temples throbbed from a sudden head ache. Rubbing them he said, "Listen son, before I begin, lemme tell ya that I believe you..." Mark uses his hands to help him verbalize, but for this conversation at least, only one hand motioned about as he spoke. His left stayed tentatively massaging his temples. "but it seems to me as though you've been working a little hard lately. Ya know pretty much all the guys took a good few days off over the past week for the holiday? A lot of 'em are still asleep today. Now don't think I'm not appreciating your hard work, but how many days did you take to your self? Now there are probably a good number of reasons for what you saw today, but before we get all into it, why not just let it go and see what happens? We'll uh, spruce up the patrols and in a couple of weeks, if there's any big effect on the uh... eco-system, then we'll get down into it. But until then... or uh, at least for today, why not go back into town? Give your self a little break in civilization. These woods can become lonely places ya know... Just go back into town, didn't you go to the high school over in Brenton? Why not go visit some friends there huh?"
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Post by archon13 on Jul 20, 2008 21:46:55 GMT -5
Feanaro was extremely confused by what he was hearing Mark say, but if Mark thought thats what they should do then maybe he was right. It was true that Feanaro hadn't had many days off lately. Maybe it was time to for him to go back into town and see how all the young ones were doing. Maybe he would drop by and see how Terry and Mr. Atallo were doing. It had been a while since he had talked with them and who knows they might know something.
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Post by Tona on Jul 20, 2008 21:53:50 GMT -5
Mark watched Feanaro think it over for a couple moments before he leaned back in his seat and let his head hang slightly over the back of the chair. His brow was wreaked with sweat now and he massaged it with both hands. A couple moments later he stumbled up out of his chair and walked, almost drunkenly to the lounges fridge. He opened the door, grabbed a bottle of water and leaned back against a counter. "heh heh, looks like I shoulda' taken the day off too..." he took a good swig from the bottle and continued. "Think I might hit they hey over here in a second..."
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Post by archon13 on Jul 21, 2008 0:10:33 GMT -5
Feanaro looked over at Mark with concern as he stumbled across the room and grabbed a bottle of water. He didn't look so good and he seemed to be having problems communicating. Feanaro decided that maybe he needed to go make sure Mark was alright before he left to go see when his friend Terry was in school till. With that he walks over to Mark and says "Um Mark you feeling okay? Cause you don't sound so good right now."
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Post by Tona on Jul 21, 2008 16:11:34 GMT -5
Mark hesitated before responding, but smiled when he did. "Naw Feanaro, I'm fine. Don't you worry 'bout me. Heh Heh, we had umm... Thanksgiving left overs last night, me and the mrs. I mean. Guess she didn't realized how much boose we had left over." With that Mark broke out in a course of wheezing laughter in which he actually doubled over for a second. When he was done, and with his hand supporting his upper body against one bent knee, he looked up and said, "But no, drinkin's a mean thing to be into, you've not gotten into it too much have ya Feanaro? Now I don't care if ya have, I mean you're still just a kid an that's what kids do eh?" There he stood up to his full hieght again, took a drink of water and worked hard to gulp it down. Then he shook his hand at Feanaro. "Naw naw, Don't you bother with that or with me, you just get along now ya here? You show yourself a good time." He finished with a smile and turned away towards one of the back, resting rooms. He was halfway to the door when he looked back to the other ranger with a sort of scowl that was some how a void of emotion. "And uh, don't you forget to close the door behind ya..."
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Post by archon13 on Jul 21, 2008 22:49:45 GMT -5
Feanaro shivered as he thought about the look on Mark's face when he had left. Whatever he did he wasn't just going to forget about what he had seen with Mark. With that he left Mark's house and carefully shut the door behind him. He walked out the door and looked up at the sky. It was getting a little late and he was starved so he returned to his cabin. When he got there he was suprised to see that it was almost three in the afternoon. He decided that since it was so late that he would need to wait until tomorrow before taking some time off. There were still things that needed to get done and Mark didn't really seem very capable of doing anything at the moment. With that he set about on doing a variety of tasks.
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Post by maialibre on Jul 31, 2008 13:36:18 GMT -5
[OOC: Hope you don't mind my dropping in :3]
Galine was outside, playing with Enodia and a few chickens when she heard the doe scream. She jerked her head up and looked around; far off in the distance, in a direction she never felt comfortable traveling in, she saw a distorted figure in the sky and then...nothing. Startled, she stepped back, on a chicken, and fell, never taking her eyes off the rip in the sky. As the rip began to either close or mend itself, Galine plucked the courage to take a closer look.
So here in the trees she sits, occasionally jumping to another branch, but not getting much closer than where she is. In the distance, she spies a cabin, some light pouring from its windows, and people. I'm not that close to home, am I? I mean...I didn't travel in circles?...No, no, I don't see Momma. These are Men. What are they doing living here? Who are they? Intrigued, she slips down a few branches to get a closer look, avoiding a few squirrels on the way.
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Post by Deeplight on Jul 31, 2008 15:47:10 GMT -5
[OOC:Sorry I didn't make it clear. The rip is only several feet above the dead doe, but whatev ^.^]
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