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Lysanthra stares in bewildered silence. She is amazed by the sight of this happening. Suddenly Maya's words break through her thoughts and she shakes her head to clear it. "We shouldn't be here," Liz says to Maya. Her heart is beating faster now. She looks around and reaches out to grab Maya's arm. "We should go," she tells her with a concerned look on her face.

OOC: Which direction (north, south, etc) is the nexus point from our camp and which direction will we be heading on our journey? Also, about how far away is the nexus point from us?

OOC2: About 2 miles east, which is the same direction the convoy needs to go to avoid rough terrain.

"That could be bad..." he mutters, staring at the growing rift. "Girls, can one of you go get Larry for me? I'm gonna keep an eye on that for a bit."

Brad is thinking furiously. oO(If nothing comes through, then there's no problem. Even if something does come through, as long as it's not coming towards us or moving into our planned course, that's still okay. And not everything that comes out of a rift is dangerous, a lot of D-Bees are more like refugees than invaders)Oo

"I'll go," Maya scurries off back to the group.

Brad and Lysanthra observe as the nexus slowly shrinks back down. Neither is sure if anything came out of the rift.
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Frank looks around at the leftovers. "Wonder if there's anything I can make to have this go down better. Do we have stuff to make some fresh biscuits?" Looking over at Johnny he says, "With our luck I'll start mixing everything up and we'll need to go again. At least this time we checked for radiation. The last place was a bit creepy with zero wildlife around."

"We could use those meatballs and make pork and meatball beans. Like Brad mentioned. Sounds kinda good." Johnny grins.

Maya returns, trotting back into camp, almost kicking dirt across the cooking utensils, "Larry, Brad and Liz need you. A rift opened!"

Larry gets up as a frown washes over his calm expression, "Of course... why can't we rest... ever..." He begins following Maya back as the eastern blue light fades back into darkness.

OOC: Laura (Lysanthra) has had a medical emergency. I'll post for her until she returns.

OOC: Hope she recovers quickly.

IC: Brad continues to watch the shrinking rift, wishing he had some binoculars with him. At this range it's hard to see much. Spotting something big or a large mass of moving somethings, sure. But something roughly human sized, either alone or is a small group, could easily slip through without him noticing anything. Even something bigger if it had natural camouflage or moved slowly enough to not catch his eye.

"... I Gotta admit, the rift is kinda pretty, but also scary."

OOC: It's been nearly two weeks since we've had any responses besides Tim's. Ill push ahead.

Johnny pipes up, "If we can borrow their microwave, we can make biscuits on the move," as he begins mixing up the biscuit dough, which is extra sticky.
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Brad continues to watch the shrinking rift, wishing he had some binoculars with him. At this range it's hard to see much. Spotting something big or a large mass of moving somethings, sure. But something roughly human sized, either alone or is a small group, could easily slip through without him noticing anything. Even something bigger if it had natural camouflage or moved slowly enough to not catch his eye.

"... I Gotta admit, the rift is kinda pretty, but also scary."

Maya returns with Larry, staring at the final moment of the Rift closing.

"Did anything pop out of that thing?" Larry asks.

"Not that we can tell. It's too far away to get a clear view." Liz answers.

"I could gather the boys up and have them scout around down there. Sound like a plan? I just don't want to risk them getting hurt by some... monster." Larry squints as though it will magnify his eyesight to see closer.

"Might be better to wait until morning, Larry. Better visibility and if something did come through, it'll have time to wander away."

"Might be better to wait until morning, Larry. Better visibility and if something did come through, it'll have time to wander away."

"Sounds like a plan. But I'm gonna have the boys take up watch shifts, just in case something comes wandering up this way." Larry nods slowly.

Maya and Liz admire the wide glowing ley lines down below.

"Sounds like a plan. But I'm gonna have the boys take up watch shifts, just in case something comes wandering up this way." Larry nods slowly.

"Well, that's just common sense." comments Brad with a smirk.

"Hey girls? We should probably head back before the foods gone."

Lysanthra agrees that food sounds good. She takes a last look at the amazing glow and turns to go. She wonders what, if anything, came through. Liz feels uneasy about this event but definitely recognizes her hunger more at the moment.

"Well, that's just common sense." comments Brad with a smirk. "Hey girls? We should probably head back before the foods gone."

Lysanthra agrees that food sounds good. She takes a last look at the amazing glow and turns to go. She wonders what, if anything, came through. Liz feels uneasy about this event but definitely recognizes her hunger more at the moment.

The trio walk back as Frank, Sam and Johnny are rustling up a fine meal, consisting of some of the leftover potato, bacon and onion soup, thickened to be a gravy over some moist, yet crumbly, buttered biscuits, much like a supper version of the infamous biscuits and gravy. It's served with a light sprinkle of re-hydrated chives, cheese and seasoned to near perfection with a ring of meatballs around the biscuit. Chips are optional but most everyone dives right into them.

OOC: Frank has used the following:
36 hot dogs (smashed)
8 foot long brats (smashed)
1 dozen eggs
large pot of potato soup
8 #s of potato chips
1# of squash chips
1# of flour

OOC2: Brad and Liz, just choose what you'd like to eat.

Sam and Johnny sit back, proud of their work as the begin digging in. Steve barely nibbles at his food as he devours the mound of chips on his plate. Maya promptly dishes up the main course, avoiding chips, muttering something about not gaining weight.

"No chips?" Steve asks.

"Trying to watch my weight," she replies.

"Your weight?" He guffaws, "What are you? Eighty pounds fully armored?"

She glares at him as she menacingly and over-dramatically slurps some gravy coated biscuit, "At least I care about my health!" as she watches him sloppily chomp chips like a dog who hasn't eaten in days.

"Hey! Blame Frank! These are good!"

Johnny nudges Sam, "Don't forget, we have dish duty after this."

"I think everyone should help, not just the cooks." Sam blurts.

Larry is off to the side, organizing watch parties, creating a warning system in lieu of anything wandering up the mountain. Once complete, his workers pour in to grab some food.

Frank leans back, proud of himself. He's made the perfect amount of food for everyone.

Near the watch group, someone shouts out, "We have movement down the slope!"

Brad takes some of everything, enjoying the fruit of Steve labour(and skill). In response to Sam's blurted comment, he tilts his head as he thinks it over and replies, "That sounds fair, I'm willing to help."

At the call from the sentries, Brad puts down his food and rushes back to his truck to grab his laser rifle before joining the (presumably) gathering group of defenders.