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[carterfarmer-blog]

“I came to the city to trade. I don’t think that is forbidden now, is it ?” Eleanor sighed as she was cast a few suspicious glances. “Now if anyone wants fresh dairy, I’m your woman. If not, move along.” 

[makoawarrior]

“What do you think you are doing here ?” Makoa stepped up in front of the other person to physically prevent them from keeping walking in the direction they were heading.  “It is a restricted area.” As Claytonville’s head of security, he could not let that slide. 

[lelyseisms-blog]

Elyse was finally starting to feel better from the creature that attacked weeks back. The scratches on her back had wounded over and her stitches were removed. Her leg was feeling stronger too, though she was still having difficulty walking. Finally free of the med tent, she sat in her tent reading a book. She looked up as someone else entered the tent. “Checking up on me are you?”

[markus-vale-blog]

“Is it just me or is it hotter than usual today?” asked the soldier as he sat in the entertainment tent with his feet up on another chair.

[odettepurcellrpg-blog]

The mist danced in swirls as it was pushed out of the aroma diffuser, dispersing in the air of her tent creating an atmosphere of mystery and romance. If Odette was going to remain inspired to work, her surroundings were vital for survival. Her tent was no ordinary tent; it was something of a greenhouse. Plants from Earth and plants from Providencia littered the floors, stacked the shelves and hung from the ceiling. ‘Despite the humidity and tropical climate, it seems most of my mosteria’s have been unable to survive, my adansonii being the last of its kind....’ Odette trailed off in thought as she wrote in her diary. ‘Tomorrow I shall set up an area on the outskirts of the forest and find some fertile land to plant my seedlings, studying how they cope with different treatment, focusing on-’. Her trail of thought had been broken. She jerked her head, her eyes squinting to comprehend what the noise was outside. It definitely was a rustling of some sort, but Odette was unsure where it was coming from..., and whether it was friend or foe. Throwing on a pair of denim shorts, Odette buttoned up her shirt and quickly ran fingers through her brown curls. Grabbing her torch on the way out, Odette slipped her head out of her tent. “Hello?” She hissed warily and cautiously allowed her torso and left leg to emerge from the safety of her tent. “Is anybody there?” Odette pointed her torch out in the open field, about to shine the light.

[doctorpriya-blog]

Most of the patients had left her care now, their injuries from the animal attack mostly healed or at least not requiring her attention any more and so her life suddenly seemed a lot less busy. She wasn't rushing around making sure everyone was tended to anymore, and the time she had now seemed wasted sat at her desk - she took the decision to enjoy the sun, stretching out on a bit of grass away from the camp where she could relax and enjoy the quiet. That was until she heard footsteps, “please don’t tell me I need to get up.”

[aellacontos]

Fixing the mirror up near the front of her home seemed stupid considering it was such a normal action and yet here she was fussing over it. That didn’t mean she paid any less attention to her surroundings and she heard faint footsteps as someone approached the door. Now she was listening even more intently to hear if there would be a knock.

[desmonisms-blog]

Desmond awoke to the sound of alarms. He pushed himself off his bed, a single mattress on the floor if you want to call that a bed, and grabbed his gone from the shelf next to him. The alarms were warning him that somebody was within the perimeter of his makeshift home.  Walking out of the ship he pointed his gun right at the intruder. “Not another step, unless you want to be shot, then by all means take another step.”