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Where everyone arrives. Arrival is not team-separate, and we trust you'll be able to figure out which you're on. We send supplies plus purchases every month, on the first. The original dock was destroyed, and the current one is still only half-finished, so you're dropped off a bit of a ways up the bank where its safer to land. Just don't get lost.
The team Warehouses also stand out near here, or at least used to. RED's is the only one still standing, while BLUs seems to have been burned to the ground. Or maybe exploded. Or both.

Oh bloody christ, what is this place?

Postby Henry Adams » Sat Aug 18, 2012 9:58 pm

It was strange, being in an area with mild summer weather. Only two months ago, he had been baking in the Scottish lowland heat, fooling around with his friends, keeping under his parents' radar, and other typical teenage trouble-maker pursuits. Now, cradled in the equatorial belt, he almost felt too cold for comfort. The company had only given him vague instructions on how to reach the base. A plane ticket, a train ticket, and a schedule were all he was provided with. Acting on the assumption that everything was a test of skill, Andrew Findlay had wormed his way into the locals' good graces, and gathered enough information and supplies to begin what he was told would be a long trek through the swamp.

His pocket change drained by snacks and water, he left the town with only those supplies, a new pair of black mud-boots, and a pup-tent that he only barely understood how to set up. He understood that the purpose of mud-boots was to slog through the mud, but he couldn't stop himself from giving them a nice spit-shine before he set out.

Two hours into the five mile trip, the scenery began to shift subtly, giving way to the more sparse vegetation of a more or less lived in area. The bases were still out of sight, but he kept a careful eye on the horizon, watching for the tell-tale flashes of company colors.
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Re: Oh bloody christ, what is this place?

Postby Puffin » Sat Aug 18, 2012 10:31 pm

From the bushes, a hunter watched. Well, more like a fisher, but a trapper and someone after some live animals besides. Madison peered out from between some branches, another empty handmade crawdad trap under her arm. Her last bounty of crawdads had been successful and delicious, most of the little crustaceans' natural predators having been chased away by the swamp monster despite being a little bit out of season. So eager to take another break from canned rations and gator meat, and to share the bounty with the rest of the team, she was at it again.

And for the second time she spotted a newcomer while out and about. He was a complete fish out of water, if the clothing was anything to go by. The mud boots contrasted to a hilarious degree with his rather formal attire. He was overdressed and over equipped, almost like a tourist or something, even having a tent despite the bases not being all that far away.

But no tourist in their right mind would be out here, and while he wasn't wearing anything team colored, she could see by the patch on his shoulder that he was in fact a new teammate. For RED, at that. She looked down at her muddy and soaked clothes. Nothing blue on her as well, except for the hat. He was close to the bases than he knew, but if he kept going in that direction he'd miss them.

Throwing caution to the wind and stuffing the hat into her pocket, she unceremoniously and loudly emerged from the shrubbery. "Hey mister, are y' lost?"
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Postby Henry Adams » Sat Aug 18, 2012 11:34 pm

It wasn't often that someone took Andy by surprise, but even in the relatively sparse vegetation, the civilian garb was enough to hide the intrepid prawn-trapper. He had almost walked past, never registering her existence, when she burst from the foliage, and he felt his heart skip a few beats. Judging by the clothing and accent alone, he was forced to assume that this mud-encrusted patch of walking sunshine that he'd just run into was a native, taking advantage of the local fare.

It was all he could do to restrain himself from yelling and cursing. He was brought up to be polite in the presence of ladies, and his mother would beat him with a stick if she ever caught him cutting loose in public. Not that he had noticed, for a moment, that the dripping, filthy figure in front of him was female. She certainly had the shape to go with the gender, but panic threw his mind in other directions. He did, after the initial shock passed, notice her considerably long, deep red hair, and crisp blue eyes.

Now, that's something a man can appreciate.

"Jayzus, Y'jes coom fram new'air, ah? 'Mnae tint. Ah d'nae thank. Amna rally certs, t'be true. Ah'm cried Andre'. 'Nd ye?"
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Postby Puffin » Sun Aug 19, 2012 5:36 pm

The female heavy blinked at what came out of this mystery man's mouth. People had told her that her accent was hard to understand. And they were right. But this was quite unlike anything she had ever heard before. Madison reckoned she sounded like a prim and proper English lady next to this guy. But it made for a funny contrast between the two, his clothes immaculate and pressed (aside from the boots), and she with soaked clothes and bare feet.

But his voice was still something she hadn't been expecting at all. After a minute of contemplative silence (and quite oblivious to how he was eying her), she finally discerned the meaning. There were some gaps in the sentence, but she was quite sure she had the idea. "Well mister, I dunno what 'certs' means, unless y' mean de mints. An' I don't t'ink you're mints. An' I just came from behind de bush, which ain't nowhere. But if you're lookin' for de bases, you're goin de wrong way, an' I can show ya." Her own team could remain a secret for now.

And then there was a name (she thought). "Well nice t' meet y', Andre. I'm Madison, but y'all can call me Maddy."
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Postby Henry Adams » Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:15 pm

This one was a bit scatter-brained, judging by her rambling and the time taken to decode his meaning. It wasn't uncommon, since Andy left Edinburgh. People who weren't used to the area seemed to have a hard time figuring out what he meant. It was a little uncomfortable having to clarify himself in every conversation, but in this case he supposed he would have to get used to it.

This post base must have been some kind of a big deal, if the locals knew how to find it all the way out in the swamp like this, and for just a moment, he had his first twinge of pride in being a piece of the company.

"Ach, Jayzus. 'Mnae a piece o' canday, marm, naw. Ye'r a dawtie yerself, tha. M'name's naw Ahndray, 's Andre'. Ahndroo. Y'c'n cael m' Andy, if y'pleyse. If's n'fash, Ah would'nae mind yer companey."

Speak clearly, Andy, jesus.

"A'mean, If it isnae a bothar to ya. Y'seem loyk a gewd travelin' c'mpanion."
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Postby Puffin » Sun Aug 19, 2012 10:20 pm

"Yeah, dat's what I said, Andre. Well, I can call y' Andy too." That was easy enough to remember. He was using more weird slang again, but she got considerably more of the message this time, and understood it more quickly. He sounded like he was Scottish or something, but his accent was so thick it was almost cartoonish. Maybe he was from Cartoon Scotland.

She decided to take him up on his request, though she would play ignorant and not say that she knew where the RED base was specifically. They were both within view of one another anyway, so it wasn't like it mattered. "Yeah, I can come wit' you. I gotta find a place for dis here trap, but I can look as we walk." It had turned out that the place that had yielded the highest bounty of crawdads was the place she had found on the fly while showing Tihun the way, so it was entirely possible she could be lucky again.
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Postby Henry Adams » Sun Aug 19, 2012 10:56 pm

There was something off about this woman. Something in the back of his mind was setting off the bells, but lord help him if Andy could see past those eyes long enough to pay attention to them. As they began to trek again, his attention was drawn to the rhythmic swinging of the cage in her hands, and his steps fell in time.

He let the silence sink in, almost superstitiously afraid to break it as they walked. rather than take up his attention with conversation, he began to let his eyes drift, taking in scenery of all kinds. There didn't seem to be a wide variety of life here, but it certainly dominated the area. A few kinds of ferns, one kind of tree, and muddy water as far as he could see. Green seemed to be the only notable color on the horizon, so he occupied himself by watching his traveling partner, gauging her face as she scanned, trying to identify the traits that she wanted in a trapping spot.

"Ye'seem loyk a dab-hand a'this. What're ye lookin' fer?"
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Postby Puffin » Mon Aug 20, 2012 4:37 pm

Madison started along with the newcomer in tow, resisting the urge to ask about his circumstances and his class. She saw the patch that bore what she was fairly certain was the Spy symbol, so that answered that question, but now she played the friendly local guide. She did have the option of pulling that off, and considering how well telling the last newcomer immediately about the odd situation went, she would keep her mouth shut.

Instead, she kept her eyes on the waterways, searching for a suitable position. "Gonna catch some crawdads. Gonna put de trap in de water, but it has to be jus' right. Can't be too open an' it can't be too closed off. Partially covered by some plants or what have y' is good." She had better bait this time as well, a can of sardines that someone had been nice enough to retrieve from the nearby town.
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Postby Henry Adams » Mon Aug 20, 2012 10:45 pm

"Li'l goys loyk tha coover, ah? Canna say ah d'nae ken tha meanin'."

Andy was legitimately fascinated by the whole process. He wasn't much of a naturalist, and while he was geared towards survival, it was more of an urban apocalypse than a man versus wild scenario. It didn't take long before he was scanning the water, searching out spots with potential, keeping track of where he could see signs of life. It was a nice way to pass the time, considering that he had no idea where they were going, or how far there was left to travel.

The whole thing was almost surreal. A new land, a new friend, and a new career. Not even a full day had passed since his arrival and he was already on an adventure, even if it was only a small one.

"S'how d'ye loyk th' place? Ah'm a wee bat heels owre gowdie, an' I've na been on land but fer a bittock."
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Postby Puffin » Mon Aug 20, 2012 11:09 pm

Madison was actually going a bit out of the way, not taking the straightest path to the bases, traveling along the waterways. Not that this guy knew any different. He was talking again in that accent, and though she got the general idea, some more of the terminology was throwing her off again.

But the question was clear enough. "Do I like what, de swamp?" The real answer was 'I hate it and I want to go home,' but playing the part of friendly local made that answer impossible. "It's alrigh', I guess. 'S where I been born an' all. It's kinda isolated, t'ough." But living in the swamp as a child still meant that the option to leave was present.

But her train of thought was interrupted once again by what looked like a suitable place to lay the trap. "'Scuse me, mister," she said, wading into the water to inspect the area.
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Postby Henry Adams » Wed Aug 22, 2012 7:24 pm

What a strange woman. She talks so much and barely says anything.

As much as the path wound, Andy appreciated having a definite path to follow, in the form of the channels. It was interesting, getting to see the outskirts of the area. There wasn't much in the way of landmarks, but he had made a decent map in his head of the land that they had covered so far. Later on, once he was settled, he would have to come out and get a full perimeter. If he was going to be stuck fighting battles, he wanted to start with as much advantage as he could get. Not much love for the new guys, he figured.

He was most definitely not looking forward to that portion of the job. The thought of purposefully harming a person, not just on the job, but for the job, set his bones on edge. He was a thief, not an assassin, and being payed to kill just stunk of everything he was taught not to do.

As he watched the girl slog into the water and set up her trap, he let his mind wander again, considering all of the people he might meet in his new base. The company had sent a list of common profiles for each class, but they all seemed very stereotyped, and he didn't really feel like he could expect anything accurate out of them.
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Postby Puffin » Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:15 pm

Madison quickly became absorbed in her work, focusing on readying the trap. It wasn't the best place for a trap, but it would do. Best to just lead this guy to where he needed to go. She could always move it or simply make another, she supposed. And she even had better bait this time around. So it wasn't long before she had a new trap set up and put in place.

She emerged dripping wet from the spot, grinning at the newcomer. "Well, dat's done. I can show y' de way wit'out no distractions now, yeah?"
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Postby Henry Adams » Fri Aug 31, 2012 8:28 pm

Andy lost interest in the trap, as soon as it was set. Next would be a waiting game, and he had better things to do for now. He would have to remember this location, though.

"'Sa rat playsher, marm. Where'r we haided noo?"

It occurred to him briefly that the path that they were taking was not only a winding one, but also somewhat off from the directions that he'd been given. Was this just to find a place for the trap, or was she taking him off of the path on purpose? Had she been avoiding something? He tried to shake all of the paranoia from his head. No reason to get suspicious, now. No-one makes deadly enemies on their first day, right?
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Postby Puffin » Mon Sep 03, 2012 9:58 pm

"We're goin'..." Madison paused and looked around, taking in her surroundings. One thing she could say was that her sense of direction was pretty good, and the fact that she had spent most of her childhood out in the Louisiana Bayou made navigating the swampy environment particularly easy, even if it wasn't in the same exact area.

"We're goin' DIS way," she said after a brief silence, turning rather sharply from the direction that they had come, fearlessly trekking through some of the more shallow, shin-deep waterways. In reality it would take them out to the area between the two bases, since she couldn't give off the impression that she knew he was a member of a specific team. So long as he wasn't colorblind or stupid he could likely figure it out. "Shouldn' take more den a few minutes."
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