Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-27550231-20160801161000

The occasional sound of armor clinking breaks the silence. We are farm from the enemy, safe from being heard yet we don't say a thing. I try my best to stay hiddin in the low run but my size prevents it so I just give up and lay down and wait for the rangers to come back. Occasionaly I peek over the berm and look at the drill and try to come up with a plan to dear that thing down quickly. Burning it would br too slow and chopping the supports will take forever. I start to think back to events wher I had to do something similar, but most of those memories involved my past life and that tube... a rocket. "Yeah that just might work."

Aabi breaks the silence with Lucida and starts a mental conversation. "Lucy... if you want to talk to me just concentrate and you can talk to me mentally... So how are you holding up? I can feel you're a little nervous, just remeber that you are not alone out here especially now that you have me." Aabi places her "hands" on Lucida's shoulders and gives her a reafirming squeeze and shake.