gather round you friends of mine

[venatical]

Who: Dean, Clint, and the scouting club.
When: Daybreak on Day 79.
Where: The woods.
What: The scouting team was informed of the fact-finding mission set for Day 79, looking for anything strange after the Doctor's plot but also just feeling out the woods in general and getting a lay of the land. This is when they meet up yay! Here's some info on what you can expect to find.

Everyone who meets up by the woods gets split up into teams of two people -- everyone, because Dean and Clint don't allow for any pussyfooting or hemming and hawing about joining up. You're there or you're not, and you have some sort of weapon with you too. Preferably not a super shitty one, okay. If you don't have one or if you had one that was moronic and/or useless, you have a badass looking kitchen knife now. Congrats.

The goal is for everyone to take a different path through the woods, but don't get out of shouting range of the team next to you. If you need help, call for it. This is a fact finding mission, so there's no need for heroics or too much stupid shit.

Take care of each other. Be smart. Be alert.

Comments

[greatatboats]

He would much rather be with someone else, but Clint's wariness of Anna beats out his dislike of her. So he's going to stay close and maybe figure out what the hell she is. Not that he expected to get much out of a woman who could withstand multiple arrow wounds, but he can certainly try to talk it out of her. Clint's last line of defense is how big his mouth can be. He can try to chip away at her with his ability to be obnoxious. Anna, beware.

"Sorta. If you count waking up walking around like a zombie in the wounds while you bleed out being out here then yep." He's not trying to be sassy, but it's happening without him really realizing. She has Clint on edge and so it's sort of a defensive tactic he's adopted it. "We still have to talk about it." He's referring to her arrow trick in the attic.

[afallenstar]

"Ah, you got that treatment too, didn't you." She laughs lightly under her breath as she walks, but it's a bitter little sound. She'd almost forgotten that Clint had been snatched up too - nothing personal, honestly, it's just been a busy couple of weeks what with kidnappings and escape attempts throwing off the regularly scheduled boredom.

But of course he brings up 'it' and her expression tightens a little. It's not that she doesn't want to talk about it, it's just that...well, no that's exactly the problem. She's been so careful around here, keeping things quiet and trusting only a handful of people with that information, and then she went and ruined that all by completely unsubtly appearing in front of someone. Good going there, Anna.

"What is there to talk about?" She's defensive pretty much straight off the bat, but she can't really help it. it was a monumental fuck up on her part, that one, and now she finally has to start dealing with those consequences it seems. "...Have you told anyone about what happened?"