Ariel Lee Underwood (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _intherough) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} inpoormerit,@ 2010-03-09 22:14:00 |
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Who: Cathair and Jamie
Where: The Forest's Edge
When: Afternoonish
Jamie was no stranger to sleeping in until someone came and shook him awake. He was a teenage boy after all and they did that. So it was no surprise to him that he awoke when the sun was well in the sky. It was only a surprise that he awoke in a bed and not in a gutter, badly beaten and robbed. He touched his neck lightly, expecting a great pain but there wasn't much left. He'd gotten up and gone about his morning routine as per usual, quite curious about the new surroundings. He'd found a black wooden rosary that was quite beat up on the kitchen table along with his guitar and a couple of books.
The message from the Commissioner had been interesting enough and slightly alarming about the forest. With a little shrug, he'd changed his clothes (amused to see that his dress plaids were hanging in his closet sans decorative weapons but not sans sporran) and headed out with a bottle of water and a ham sandwich in hand. By the time he trekked his way up to the edge of the forest, no worse for the wear, the sandwich was gone.
"Ah, well... This is the big bad forest then. Doesnae look like much..." Of course it also wasn't night yet. Jamie settled down on the ground, watching the trees but not quite ready to venture out there just yet.