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John Wrights

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PostSubject: Meetings in the woods ((PM to join))   Sun Nov 14, 2010 7:25 am

John was crouthed against a tree, an arrow notched. He ran out of the tree and shot the arrow, as soon the shaft had cleared he jumped behind another tree. He heard a 'thunk' meaning the arrow had atleast hit something. He came out and saw that it hadn't hit the tree he had been aiming for at all, which made him chuckle. He ended up hitting a tree left of his target. He could stand there and made decent shots all day, but sometimes when your fighting you don't have the luxzery of being able to stand up take aim than draw and relase. So he was doing this, dodging between trees trying to make a few shots. He had his I-pod playing, he was close enough to the camp that if a monster came he would try to fight. If it overpowered him he could make that sprint the the camp. He notched an arrow, drew and fired. The arrow hit the tree he had wanted to hit. Sighing, he went to go collect his arrows. He had his knife on his right leg, just above the knee just incase close quarters combat showed it's self. He was amazing with a knife, it had been the weapon he had fought and carryed around with for years.

He was okay with a bow, he had only used a bow very few times in the years of traveling America. He was an okay shot, but that was about it. He didn't have that amazing abilty to fire without take more than six seconds. That's why he was out here today. After he did this many more times, the sun started to set. John sighed and collected his arrows. He had started out with twenty, he was coming back with sixteen. Two just flew someone where never to be seen again, two other had broken when they hit the tree wrong. He started walking towards camp when he got an idea. To scout out the forest for the capture the flag game. He smiled and suited up, he took off at a jog deeper into the woods.

As he jogged he heard movement in the bush beside him. He kept moving but he drew an arrow, he layed it across his bow. Holding it was his two fingers. When he heard the noise again he notched the arrow and spun around, drawing the arrow back and pointed where he had heard the noise. "Come out!" If a kid emerged he would drop his bow. If it was a monster, than he'd let his arrow fly. When he saw a kid emerge he put his arrow back, he put the bow over his head so it was resting on his right shoulder and ran down his back. It was a compation bow so it was only about three feet but was curved in a M shape. He held out his hand to shake, "so what brings you this far into the woods?"
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PostSubject: Re: Meetings in the woods ((PM to join))   Sun Nov 14, 2010 3:41 pm

Cara was sat in the middle of a clearing in the woods. Her dagger in her hand and was sharping a piece of wood into a dagger look alike. Giving up halfway as she usually would, she threw the wood into the bushes with a sigh. Maybe she could run away from camp again but she didn't want to go home. Maybe she could rent out a appartment or something? She shook her head to get that thought out of her head. That was further away from reality than DisneyLand. Placing her dagger into her sheath, she stood up and brushed dirt of her jeans. Not that it would do any good seeing as they were covered in mud anyway. Stupid campers had been running past her and mud had splatter up her legs. Cara was fed up with life at the moment so she went for a walk deeper in the wood. Sometimes it would help her think and calm her down and the more she thought about the idiots who had ran past her had really annoyed. Pushing trees out of the way and stepping over tree roots, she was greeted with a voice commanded her to come out. Maybe she didn't want to but by the sounds of it, this boy was scared. She smiled eviliy and walked into the clearing where the boy was. He had brown hair and brown eyes and was younger than Cara. He held out his hand for a handshake and asked her why she was this far out in the woods. She had a face like stone and replied. "Well I could ask you the same thing." She said as she stared at his hand and took her dagger out.
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PostSubject: Re: Meetings in the woods ((PM to join))   Sun Nov 14, 2010 4:52 pm

John looked the girl up and down, "well I could ask you the same thing." He nodded, getting ready to leave. The girl oblviously being those he hated. The ones that thought they were all that, or whatever. The ones that were so full of them selfs. He just nodded, a silent message playing off his eyes. Something along the lines of, 'whhhhhatever'. His I-pod, playing 'How I live' an amazing song. When the girl drew her knife. He was struck with a look that could only be disscribed as dumb founded. Than ever so slowly is changed, into one of cruitly. If the girl droped her knife, or showed some sign of not wanting to fight. He'd just let it'd go and keep on jogging. If it didn't well, he was ready for a fight. If anything he was hungering for one, this morning his best friend. His brother (he concitered Joe as such) had passed away. The anger had starting to build, now just showing. John glared at the girl with hatred, he wanted to fight her. When he fought against others (non-monsters) it wasn't for practice it usually involved life or death. Now this girl had drawn her knife.

Even if she hadn't meant it, she had 'threatened him'. He didn't care if she didn't mean it, unless she sheathed it or did something to show she didn't wish him harm he'd attack. At this point he didn't care if he'd lose. He just wanted to fight, to relase the anger that has been pinted up for har to long. He didn't care if this girl thought he was insane, he could careless. His knife was in the shape of a standered combat knife the armed forces were given, minus the fact that it was golden. He was quick not strong, so a knife was perfect for him. He tensed and bent his knees ready to pounce on the girl. Even though it had only been seconds since the words had left her mouth, that showed him that she was just they type of person he hated. Even in those few seconds, so much had changed in John and his disspazition. The girl would see a boy sneering, and getting ready to fight. Not fearing anything, even though he might lose. He didn't care, he just wanted to inflict damage, to use the rage of the death of his friend.

He glared at the girl, his knuckles snow white from gripping the knife so hard. "Friend or foe?" He wished so dearly for her to say 'foe' the word that would allow him to attack. He hated evreyone at this camp, he just wanted to learn how to survive 'better' than before. For years he had just run around America with his friends. Joe and Nick, they'd fought, starved, laughed and stolen together. They had been closer than family, you could clearly see the years of freedom had done to him. The price was steep, he had scars and bruises that threatened ot never heal. He was consitently parrinoid, though it was usefull in fights. He was considered 'underweight' by a few pounds for his age 'cause there was usually never enough to go around. He had the look in his eyes, forged from war. The cold steal look, that silenced most with a glare. Evreyday of his life for the past five years he had run and fought, evreyday.

John glared at the girl, awaiting the responce. Raw Deal started up as, We don't die ended. Both great songs, both ignored by the boy. He was so intent on the fight he wished to happen. Adrenilen pumped though his body, starting to inhance his sences. Making him feel stronger. Why the girl had drawn the knife will forever mystify John in the future, though he was glad for it. Any excuse to start a fight, now. The pain of seeing one's closetest friend die, still so fresh. The anger towards the monster was now directed towards the girl. Even though she hadn't pulled the trigger, in John's mind she jast as well had for he was going to attack her with the rage and pain he wanted to attack the monster with. He usually wasn't like this, but recently all he wanted to do was fight. He no longer cared for life, for there was no reason to live. Evreyone one he knew and cared about were dead or exploring America with no way to talk to. He was nothing but a shell of a person, nothing more at this point.
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PostSubject: Re: Meetings in the woods ((PM to join))   Sun Nov 14, 2010 5:06 pm

Cara could already tell she didn't like this boy. It was just something about him that she didn't like. Maybe it was because she was always like that and had grown up to live life on the edge and not trust anyone but maybe she could just make at least one friend? No, this boy seemed to show a whatever face and Cara got mad. Her fists clenched as they usually do and she was ready to pounce. The next thing she knew was that this boy now had his knife in his hand. She couldn't help but smile devilishly as she picked at her fingers nails with her dagger. She did this mostly out of tiredness or boredom but maybe she was giving off a sign to show him that she didn't mean any harm feelings. Sometimes Cara couldn't understand her emotions and this was one of those times. By the anger in the atmosphere, she didn't know whether to answer foe or friend when the boy asked. He was already in the fighting stance and Cara was quite surprised but it didn't show with her face like stone. "Well I don't know seeing as I didn't mean any bad intentions and you look ready to fight me. I don't think this is going to well." Cara said mostly to herself. This boy was already annoying her and they had only shared some short sentences. "What do you think?" She asked as she placed her dagger into it's sheath. Maybe he would get the hint that she didn't mean to upset him but part of her brain was telling her that she wanted to fight.
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