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The library is often a boring place for many, especially if someone's already read most everything in there. Not that there are many books in the library as it is, yet, Shep sighs as he rests his chin on his palm and reads another chapter in the epic reprint of Elric, written by Michael Moorcock, a writer from long before his time. His wrinkled hand turns another page, reading about this epic warrior whose life seems intertwined with people from other times and places. It seems to make him ponder life now. The mysterious glowing lines outside of town and the town itself and how he got there.
Camp Wilson was started by Shep's great great grandfather when he was just a boy. During the hard times, running from demonic and nightmarish creatures was the norm back then. A group of military explorers lost and without equipment, they were forced to bunker down at haven and oasis in the middle of the arid and dry wasteland. A small underground spring provides water and agriculture for the community. The glowing lines seem to keep the town protected from the monsters and inhuman and possessed souls at bay. To cross them is suicide. The town is home to roughly 400 people and is fairly self sufficient. Not bad for a town that was originally supposed to be a safe camping spot.
Farms and ranches scatter the landscape for twenty miles, along the small river until it meanders into Crenshaw Lake. Where another group had dammed the stream up to conserve the water in case of drought. Crenshaw is a much larger city and has roughly 10,000 people residing in it and a lot more fun. From there, Camp Wilson gets its electricity and many supplies. Crenshaw Lake is also the only outlet to the world outside of the 'lines'.

There is a recent group of kids always interested in Shep's stories and knowledge from times before the town was formed. Shep vaguely remembers what it was like way back then. Having to travel... the death and torment of the landscape and night time back then. Nightmares still plague him. Especially of one creature. Mentally, Shep blocks the memory out and suppresses the image that many times has caused him to embarrassingly wet himself. Ability that Shep has mastered, being able to suppress his mind to certain things. It usually sets him in a bad mood though.

Ret, who most call Rat, is one of the kids who admires Shep. Ret is one of those who wants to travel beyond the 'lines'. Ignoring the fact that many who travel beyond them never returns. Only merchants enter Crenshaw once every few months with some supplies, but otherwise, no one even thinks to go with them, which is what Ret has wanted to do, along with a few others.

Ret enters the library and smiles upon seeing Shep. Before he can get from the front library doors across the room to Shep's table, a leg sticks out and snags one of Ret's feet, causing him to fall face first into the corner of one of the tables. Ret rolls around on the floor, clutching his eye and kicking his legs in pain. "Ahhg," almost as though he may have lost an eye!

"Ha ha! Rat, you puss!" Out steps Hughe, one of the town bullies. A nineteen year old punk fresh out of school and without many friends. His father was one of the unlucky souls to venture beyond the lines when Hughe was only nine years old. Since then, Hughe has been nothing but violent and unrelenting on his peers. Many have tried to gank up on him, but Hughe has always beaten them, somehow. The rage he feels from his father's disappearance fuels it more and the fear of going to find his father only makes that rage stronger. The only boy to ever best Hughe is a young man named Jiinan. A close fight. Hughes brute strength and speed was enough to put Jiinan in the town clinic, but not before Jiinan knocked him out also. That only happened once though.

Hughe has been in and out of the town jail more than Shep can remember anyone else. He expects the kid to be expelled into the wastes by the time the kid reaches 24 years old.

Hughe steps around Ret, kicking him hard in the ribs, causing him to yelp in pain, "Get up ya wuss, I've had worse. You gonna run to Jiinan again, ya Ratface son of a...?"

Almost if on que, Jiinan steps through the library doors. For Jiinan, life's been pretty good for him. A regular kid and loves toying with handguns. For most of his childhood, hed been meek and tended to use words and his natural charisma to get by, yet one day, upon watching the local town bully beating up on many of his friends and underclassmen, he tried to use his charisma to talk a kid named Hughe Fink out of fighting. Hughe, being strong willed, just hauled off to hit him. This is when everyone discovered Jiinan's true reflexes and reaction speed. The ensuing fight had people talking for months. This happened last year. Usually, Jiinan is allowed to carry his father's gun, but not since that fight. Afraid that his son would do something rash, Roland Steppe decided that he would rather not risk that.

Interested in looking up more about handguns in one of the books that Shep pointed out, Jiinan walks through yet another hot day and through town. Eyeballing the candy store, choosing to go against with his better judgment and just get the book and head home. However, upon stepping through the door, he walks into an odd situation. Shep is there. The old man with long flowing peppered gray hair to his shoulders, finger in a book, staring between Hughe and Ret, one of the local kids, who's usually seen hanging around Shep. Ret is lying on the floor clutching his face while Jiinan walks in on Hughe kicking Ret while he's down.

As Jiinan had walked through the doors, Hughe looks at him with a glare, "So you DID show. Ready for round 2 or are you gonna buzz off?"

The librarian is already on the phone. She didn't even try to stop Hughe. It almost seems the standard to call the sheriff instead of confronting Hughe.
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OOC: The players mentioned in this post may begin posting. I did not start everyone at the same time because I want this to flow. Wait patiently; you will be brought in one at a time. Also, to all players, I will flush out your backgrounds via posts as we go, so no need to write one up. If you have something you really want in the pregame history of your character, then make a request. I’ll consider it. But remember, that doesn’t mean that I will accept it.
Shep:
With an audible sigh Shep takes his finger out of the book he was reading and gently lets it rest on the table. Not bothering to stand up he says in a strong but quiet voice for his age "Leave it be, Hughe. I'da thought you'd had enough time spent in a jail cell. Walk away before the sheriff gets here and I'll recommend he let you off with just a warning." Shep gives Hughe a no-nonsense stare as if inherently expecting Hughe to obey.

Hughe, surprisingly glares back at Shep, nods agreeing, then looks down at Ret, "Your lucky day, Rat. You’re lucky that the old man has some respect in this town after everything he's done for it."

Shep, once again, has to concentrate to block out painful memories of his past. Loss seems to well up inside of him as he concentrates, putting every ounce of his being into keeping a straight face. The few memories that do flood in are of a night sky, a crescent moon, a beautiful blonde woman, smiling fondly at him and an overwhelming sense of affection for her. Images of blood and people screaming horrible screams.


Shep regains his inner composure. Only to have completely missed Jiinan having walked into the library and Hughe walking towards him to either leave, or start more trouble, unsure which. Shep nods his head as if to say, "You’re doing the right thing, son," causing his hair to wave slightly. He continues to watch as Hughe turns to leave.

Jiinan thinks, 'I had hoped to avoid a fight today, but it may not be that way for me.' Coming up behind Hughe, Jiinan stands still for a moment as Shep intervened saving him from making another move into a new fight that he did not want after the last one. On one hand, he considers that he gave as good as he got, but the memory of the recovery time was not something he cares to repeat. He also is trying to prove that his father will let him carry the gun once more. At first he was angry with his father for taking it from him, but later he knew the choice was right.

As Hughe left Jiinan made motion to help Ret up off the floor. "You okay man?" was the simple question he asked.

Ret hesitates and then accepts Jiinan's hand and wipes tears from his eyes, "I HATE that asshole!" he shouts as he slowly walks off behind some bookshelves to compose himself, leaving Shep and Jiinan alone for a moment.

Sheriff Harper steps through the front door and begins speaking with the librarian. His son, Reggie, has been a fairly good friend to most of the kids in town. Reggie tends to cause his father some strife with the local teenage girls and some younger woman taking a liking to his ruggedly good looks and athletic build. The sheriff then glances back up towards the two and nods while continuing to speak with the librarian, Susan.

Susan is in her late twenties, slim with short brunette hair. She has fair, light skin, and bright blue eyes. For a while, she was very frowned upon by the townsfolk for dating Hughe. It was considered improper for a young woman to date such a young boy at the time (To give an idea, she was 21 and he was 14). Then troubles started with Hughe and his bullying. It's said that only Hughe's mother and Susan truly understand why Hughe does what he does, however, she prefers to avoid him thanks to the scrutiny and torment she underwent from the townsfolk. She is quite beautiful, but her former actions have scarred her as a deviant and many are scared of being associated with that. The sheriff seems to understand her, though. He knows that in a small town, that is difficult to get away from, can easily stereotype people based on past actions and that those same actions can haunt you forever.

Shep watches Hughe walk out the door with concern in his eyes. He's seen bullies before and too many times things go very badly for anyone around them. Most young men outgrow that behavior eventually, but Hughe seems to be getting past the age when he'll outgrow it and into the age when it's going to get him into serious trouble. "Jiinan, I applaud your bravery in being willing to stand up to him again, son, but you best watch yer back. He's not the type to take kindly to being beaten again. He may not fight fair next time and if he gets a beating twice, well... after that, he may not let you know you're in a fight before the fights over."

Jiinan walks over to the old man, and looks him in the eyes. "Thanks for handling that Shep. Now what does the studies of the day bring?" He notices the wise eyes of the old man, years of knowledge and experience behind those eyes.
With a familiar friendly smile Shep gently turns the book towards Jiinan so he can see the front cover. Its worn red leather jacket has a cup ring stain in the middle of it and in fading gold lettering it reads, "Elric of Melniboné" and peering closely at the smaller type at the bottom of the cover Jiinan can just barely make out, "Michael Moorcock". Smiling up at Jiinan Shep says with a bit of flair, as if reading a sales pitch, "An immersive work of fiction. Heroes and villains, sorcery, deception and betrayal; a good book if you're interested. I should be done with it soon."
Jiinan thinks about what Shep is reading, and thinks, oO(in many ways life here can be like a story book at times.)Oo One day some of them would have to try and venture beyond the mystical borders that protect their town. Jiinan has a wanderer's soul and wants to see what the rest of the world holds. "Do you think it's more than a grand story now?"

"The book? It's a grand story, but nothing more. A work of fiction and fabrication from an era gone and past...a safer era..." I haunted look crosses Sheps face and he momentarily closes his eyes while he waits for the memories to pass. He continues in a subdued voice as if the ghosts of his past are still dancing before his eyes; head bending its way downward as he speaks. "In our world, the monsters exist. Outside this valley... no... I won't talk about that..." Looking up, Shep says, "We should probably go check on Ret, make sure he's not coughing up blood or something."
Jiinan nods to Shep. "Yes, let’s go check on him. I'm sure he may be fine physically, but mentally I'm wondering as Hughe is taking his toll on everybody's patience. One day he might not get so lucky with his fist, or he may challenge the wrong person." Jiinan begins to stride back to where Ret had taken a moment's refuge. He wants to be certain the boy is fine after all.

The wooden arms of his chair creek as Shep use them to leverage himself up. oO'Definitely not as young as I used to be,'Oo he thinks to himself as he follows Jiinan in search of Ret's hiding place. The smell of the books is a comfort to him as he walks between the shelves. Reading is one of the few enjoyments he has in life. Through books he can temporarily escape the fears and worries of the real world.
As they round the corner of the first row of bookshelves, Ret is looking at a book about self-defense, muttering, "What a load of crap. It doesn't help you if you get hit from behind." He jumps at the sight of Shep and Jiinan coming around the corner. "Why didn't you whoop his ass, Ji?"
Before Jiinan or Shep can answer, the familiar voice of Sheriff Harper chimes in, "Because he did the right thing. I'll be having a word with Hughe before the day is done." The sheriff's fair features seem kind and gentle as he smiles, "Anyways, Jiinan, Ret, you both are invited tonight to come with me, Reggie and the boys if you want." He glances at Shep also, "You too, Shep! The boys seem to like having you around." He grins, "The best part is, I’m taking the grill to cook as we catch. I know how you like that. You guys interested?"

At that moment, the trio notices Nova, Kar and Corvus enter the library who immediately focus their attention on Susan. Susan still looks deeply upset. Kar doesn't seem to notice anything but Susan, but the other two glance back and seem to acknowledge Ret, Shep and Jiinan.
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Meanwhile,

Life's been interesting not ever meeting your parents. Sometime, Corvus can remember a smiling couple playing with him or showing him how to shoot a gun, but it almost seems like a dream, since he never dreams. Not that he can remember. Life at the Powell orphanage is interesting.
Kar, Corvus and a few others still stay there, since their parents were killed 13 years ago. Not that Kar ever needed to stay there, he was almost ready to live on his own at the time, but the death of his parents had a significant impact on his future goals. He still somewhat lives in those days. Kar, being the same age as the librarian, Susan, has always had a crush on her, especially when Susan was desperate enough to date Hughe, the town bully. But it seems that Kar doesn't mind. There’s something weird about that boy.

Corvus continues walking with Nova and Kar, on the way to the library. Apparently, Hughe and Susan just got into a fight or Hughe was fighting with someone. They overheard the phone call to the Sheriff's office. Kar was immediately worried. oO(Meh, something to do)Oo Corvus has always craved some form of adventure in his life. He usually finds himself trying to hang out with Reggie and Ryan, or following Kar whenever Kar finds out that Susan has had problems with Hughe.
oO(I could take that ass in a fair fight)Oo Corvus smiles. oO(If Jiinan can take him, I can.)Oo Corvus is fast and strong, no one denies it, but he remembers being hit from behind and hard, when Hughe jumped the entire group over a remark at the farmer's festival. It took Jiinan to knock Hughe away from everyone to stop him killing Kar, Ryan and Reggie, trying to stomp on their heads. The fight was long and bloody before the sheriff and his deputies, dove in and got em both out of there. Corvus was knocked out first hit. He only caught glimpses of the fight in his daze. A lot of kids and young adults ended up in the clinic that day. Hughe spent a few weeks in jail. oO(Seems no one knows how to fight fair anymore)Oo he glances over at Kar, "So, what are we going to do?" brushing his light hair out of his bright purple hazed eyes.

"Nothing, Sheriff's already on it." Kar shrugs, noticing a wave of regret from Corvus. Why regret? It could be the loss of his parents. He knows somewhat what'd happened to them, but nothing detailed. The Sheriff's horse is roped up outside of the library. Life has been rough for Kar, being somewhat of a kindred spirit with Corvus, both lost their parents around the same time. Taking Corvus under his wing makes him feel better about having no motivation to do anything with him. Kar loves Susan, the beautiful, raven haired Susan. She loves Hughe, she often feels a longing to help Hughe, but everyone lost someone that night. What's so special about Hughe? She believes that she can save Hughe from the monster he has become. oO(If it will make her happy, I guess I could live with that, but if I could change her mind)Oo

Nova walks with the boys, always wondering why she barely gets noticed. She smiles as she watches Corvus, only his elder by a few months. His purple eyes are hypnotic, yet he seems so interested in what's going to happen next in his own life to notice anyone else’s. She has her raven hair back in a pony tail, allowing her dark green eyes to be a little more noticeable. She is rather pretty. Not quite as pretty as Irina and
Susan, but she couldn't possibly be undesirable. Why will no one notice? All these years spending time with the orphaned kids, getting close to them, she expected that she'd get more than a kiss. But the only one who ever kissed her, is Mazur... How did she ever let the little man convince her to kiss her? He's so... ewww! He can be a creep, just like Irina.

Nova sometimes misses her friends from Crenshaw Lake, before her family took over the orphanage. Sometimes, she gets to see them on trips to Crenshaw for supplies when the interline merchants come and trade in Crenshaw. Adrian and Mariam have always been better friends at times. If only the folks here would actually accept her as she is.
Upon stepping through the wooden library doors, they spot the Sheriff talking with Jiinan, Shep and Ret. Ret looks a bit worn. Susan has tears in her eyes as she looks startled upon seeing Kar, Corvus and Nova. "How did you guys..?"
"What happened?" Kar asks interrupting her.
Corvus notices that Shep and the others notice them walk in. Nothing out of the ordinary other than Ret looks a bit beat up. Nova has always like hanging out with Shep; he used to read her stories at night when she would help out at the orphanage. Always a kind man sometimes would lose himself in deep, disturbed thought when reading about the land beyond the lines.

"Hughe was trying to beat up Ret. I think it was because Ret was talking trash about his father the other day when they got into an argument. Hughe is getting out of control!" She hides her face to try and hide the tears.
"He is always out of control, you act like its a huge surprise." Corvus says, glancing over at Susan. "So are your tears for Ret or Hughe?" Having that smart ass expression cross his face before looking back at Kar, "What he needs is a good ass kicking, wouldn't you agree?" oO(I'd like the be the one to give it to him. I owe that bastard one after all)Oo Forming a fist with right hand, yet trying not to be obvious about it.

"Yes Hughe does seem to be getting worse though if Ret was talking trash; it gave Hughe something to act on. oO I wonder what it is that makes Hughe act out so violently. He likes to be the bully but there has to be something else Oo, "Susan is there anything I can do for you? I hate seeing you upset about Hughe." Kar explains.

"A fine idea, Sheriff Harper." Shep responds familiarly to the Sheriff. "I think we could all use a little fun and distraction. I'll bring some vegetables to roast up while awaiting the catch of the mighty fisherman." Shep words show no sarcasm or mockery but rather confidence that the boys will catch many fish.

As the others enter and Shep overhears their banter he is concerned about the anger that Hughe seems to generate in his wake. Shep considers something that the others may be blind to. Where others assume that Hughe is just a bad person, Shep realizes that he wasn't always that way. Life has been difficult for everyone these past 13 years and everyone has handled those losses differently. "Sheriff Harper, might I suggest inviting a few others to the barbecue?" He glances to the group that just entered. "Relaxing by the beach might go a long way towards easing tensions around here. Everyone seems so on edge lately."

Sheriff Harper nods and talks loud enough for the four at the front of the library to hear, "Hey, Susan, Corvus and crew, you guys up for some fishing and barbeque in about thirty minutes? I’m sure that you guys could use the relaxation after these last few months."

Ret grins as he looks to Jiinan and Shep, "Contest to see who catches the biggest one?"

The Sheriff smiles, "Sure thing, Ret. I have some things and a bully that I need to speak with before we go, so get your stuff together and meet at my place. I’m sure that Reggie, Ryan and Jack will appreciate the company after today. I think I was a bit harsh on the boys after they were victimized by another Rina and Beth prank."

Shep rarely sees Irina; usually she seems to leave after a few minutes around him with a strange look about her. Strange girl. Poor thing lost her parents out in the wastes. Shep would like to remember, but... oO(no, I can't)Oo comes the uncontrollable thought in his mind.

Meanwhile, at the front of the library, Susan looks to Kar, Nova and Corvus. "I umm, I could meet you guys out there once the library is closed up. I could use some thinking time." She smiles through her tears at Kar. An affectionate smile that seems to warm Kar and make the trouble worthwhile, he can tell intuitively that she truly cares for him. There is still that mixed feeling in her, but a strong sense of courage.

The sheriff begins to leave and walks past Susan and support group. He nods to Corvus in particular, "You think you can catch the biggest one again? Eight pounder last time, was it?"

Corvus remembers that it was only six and a half pounds, but the sheriff always seems to exaggerate it for him. Maybe in a year it will be eighteen pounds. Rainbow trout are really tasty when fried with vegetables and he could have sworn he just heard Shep announce that he was bringing some fresh vegetables.

Nova catches a glimpse of Hughe across the street, sitting on one of the wooden road rails, staring at the library in deep thought. For once, he seems to look worried.
Jiinan looked at everyone and nods his agreement that fishing will be a good idea. "Lets go have some fun and a lazy afternoon, after all we've been through it might be good to relax." he says. Jiinan's thoughts turn inward on himself, 'If Hughe shows up he better play nice.' Jiinan has grown tired of all his crap and issues. No one has an easy life and it wasn't the fault of anyone else other than his fathers for his actions.

"Sheriff, I don't think its going to be much of a competition." Corvus gives the Sheriff smile. "But I do believe the fish that I caught last time was only about 6 and a half lbs, Sheriff." oO( Maybe this will give me a chance to ask the Sheriff what he remembers or the opertunity to get even with Hughe.)Oo Turning to the rest of the group. "So we going or what? Or we all going to stand around here like trees and grow roots?" Just can't help being a smartass.

"I'm glad your ok if you need anything you just have to ask.". oO glad to see Susan able to at least smile a bit through this OO. "Ok we will be looking forward to seeing you a bit later. I need to find some small exploding things for my fishing and to keep them in line.". Kar looks over at his group of friends as he says it. "So do we need to bring anything else other than ourselves and our choice of equipment?"

"I don't think that blowing up the water would be very sporting, we all want to catch fish, not just one person. Otherwise, you can bring whatever," With that, the Sheriff grins and pats Corvus on the shoulder, "See you guys there," and walks out of the library.

"You've got a deal Ret. Loser washes the dishes." Shep smiles at Ret, glad to see he's no worse for wear. "I'll see you down there in a bit. Just have to go dig some stuff up out of my garden." Shep gives Ret a friendly pat on the shoulder as he turns to retrieve the book he was reading.

"Shannon, dear, can you put this book down in your log for me?" Shep calls to the librarian as he holds up the book with the worn red cover. Susan frowns as she nods. Obviously confused with Shep as he screws her name up again.

He then departs, heading back to his house. The road is dusty and his mind wanders as he walks. Rather than let it wander too far he ponders the book he was reading. Arriving home, Shep gathers whatever ripe vegetables he can find in his garden. Cleaning them he puts them all into a burlap sack which he places into his small hand drawn wagon along with a couple pots and his large frying pan. After considering for a second he also throws in his smaller frying pan before rounding up his fishing gear. Grabbing the handle of the wagon Shep begins to pull it back along the road. It took him awhile, so everyone else may have already headed for the fishing, but he stops at the sheriff's house first to see if the others are there.

Kar can sense the annoyance from Susan, not just from her facial expressions but her mannerism. Nova seems to slink back against the wall, obviously feeling unnoticed.

Ret eventually moseys on by, grinning to himself about some minnow traps he setup for bait.
Shep whistles as he walks with frequent short periods of silence as he tries to remember what it is he's sure he's forgotten.

oO You would think he would get her name right one of these years. It's not like she is new here Oo. "Do you want me to remind him yet again what your name is? Think if we start calling him random names he will get it?". Kar smiles to himself and hopes to get a smile from Susan as well to cheer her up. "Okay, I'm off to get my gear. Need me to take anything out there for you as you will be joining us a bit later?" Kar waves at everyone as he starts to head out.

"Just some snacks and maybe a blanket." she replies.

Jiinan goes back to gather his fishing gear, and meets up with the others casting his line and just taking a few moments to relax. "Now this is the way to be living, everyone getting along and having a good time." He says to no one in particular. I suspect the sheriff has another motive for getting us out here, but let’s just wait and see what happens.

Corvus waves at everyone as he begins to walk off, "I'll catch up with you guys in a little bit." As he turns to run off and grab his stuff.

Sometimes, life in Camp Wilson can really be awful. Maybe moving to Lake Crenshaw would be alright. It would be then that Jack, Ryan and Reggie wouldn't have to shovel out the horse pen over something they had nothing to do with. Reggie's unfair sheriff of a father wouldn't be blaming Reggie for another escapade of flirting with the town girls and getting them in trouble with either their boyfriends, if they have one, or their parents.

"I'd rather fight Hughe with one arm behind my back then do THIS crap again." Ryan grumbles as he finishes filling another wheelbarrow, wiping sweat from his brow as Reggie returns to haul another load out with Jack standing at the back, still shoveling, "Reggie, didn't you tell your dad that we were fishing at the flipping river? We were nowhere NEAR Irina or Beth. Heck, I haven't seen them since the day before yesterday!"

Jack Brewster stays silent as his dark, raven hair falls around his face as he uses the trench shovel to carefully clean in the corners of the horse stall. Good honest work. He could actually care less for getting in trouble. This isn't so bad. The truth usually comes out in the long run. Jack knows that he isn't the smartest guy, book wise, but he always seems to know people. The sheriff will figure it out and if Ryan and Reg don't make a big deal of it, they'll get a treat. Maybe a barbeque or even another tour of the island in the middle of Lake Crenshaw would be fun. The island has the tunnels that go under the Lake. Jack's mind continues to drift as he shovels another pile of horse manure into the barrow.
Jack stops to take a rest and watches Ryan continuing to complain, thinking of how patience is usually a virtue. Jack's father, Simon Brewster, is a truly patient man. Jack's mother was one of the unlucky individuals who left with Hughe Fillmore's father almost fourteen years ago. A virus was killing a lot of locals back then. Irina's mother and father both died to that virus when she was just a baby. Jack vaguely remembers anything from back then. He was only five, but a large group of people volunteered to go beyond the 'lines' for help. Shep Wilson and his father went with them.
Shep was the only survivor. It's usually best not to ask the old man about it. It's not only cruel on the old man, but the knowledge that Shep's father, the hero of Camp Wilson and a direct descendant of the founder of the town, also perished out there, still haunts him. Jack feels sad that the old man lost everything he knew and loved out there. It was Shep that had to break the news to Jack's father. Simon, since then, has always used a level tone and careful words to raise Jack; A quality that Jack generally holds today.
His father had fallen into a deep depression when Shep started hibernating in the library to hide. Jack sometimes wonders if Shep has ever realized that he became most of their second parent after that event. No one has ever gotten Shep to describe what happened that night. Only that Shep had a broken arm and was covered in gore. Sometimes you can see it in the old man's eyes. Sometimes you can tell the old man is doing his best to hide the trauma. It's sad.

The only thing that Jack can remember of his mother was her warm, dark caring eyes and soft voice. She used to hold him to sleep when the dust storms would come in from the wasteland. The eerie howl that sometimes would reverberate through the trees. Kinda like today. He looks up to where Reggie is dumping the other wheelbarrow in the field for fertilizer. Reggie looks irritated, but keeps quiet. He usually takes Jack's lead on whether to talk or not. He’s more of a ladies’ man and rather reckless and fun loving when it comes to the girls. Thanks to Reggie, they always get blamed first. Another dust cloud obscures Reggie as he shields his eyes, grabs the wheelbarrow, and hauls it back to the barn. The resounding howl comes back. It's almost soothing anymore, instead of eerie. Jack could thank his mother for that one.

Reggie hauls the wheelbarrow back as Jack and Ryan have the other one almost full. Ryan stops shoveling again as Reggie arrives. "Pardon the pun, but this is horseshit. Why didn't you say more than, 'it wasn't us,' to your dad, you dumbass? Heck we have some fish to PROVE it!" Reggie smiles as he takes note of Jack seemingly ignoring the conversation, almost content to be shoveling poop. Ryan, who always seems rash and a hothead, continues griping.

Sadly, Ryan used to date Irina, but it was nothing but trouble considering Irina lives with Ryan's family and is most noted for being one of the prettier girls in town. Being that they are seen more as brother and sister, it didn’t work out. Irina dumped him like a rotten sack of potatoes and treated him as a rival sibling afterwards. Ryan has been bitter towards her since but secretly still likes her. He secretly likes her to the point of trying to date Beth, Irina's best friend to get close to Irina. Beth immediately saw through it on the first date and it made things worse for Ryan.

Reggie wipes the dirty sweat from his brow, thanks to the dust cloud he just ate and watches the other two. His father is punishing him, but he knows his father well enough. The sheriff will eventually figure it out and usually does the, 'I’m sorry,' gesture and treats him to something nice, even if sometimes it's only going fishing together. oO(It's nice to spend time with dad.)Oo He thinks to himself. Earlier that day, he asked his father if he could take the others to go fishing again. Yet, the conversation didn't get that far. He was already in trouble. Apparently, Irina and Beth didn't get home till late last night, the same time as Ryan, Jack and he did. oO(Convenient... I'll have to chat Beth up and figure this one out. I know she likes me.)Oo He can always see Beth watching him out of the corner of his eye. oO(Nah, knowing my luck, I’ll get into more trouble. I always get blamed cus girls are stupid around me.)Oo

Hank Harper is a fair and straightforward man. When Reggie was a boy, he had witnessed his father and mother's stress trying to investigate what exactly happened with Shep and the crew that left to find help on the virus, the same one that killed Irina's parents. His father never really did explain what happened. It's assumed that it was quite awful and best left unsaid.

Ryan stops him in mid-thought, "So, Jack, Reg... Are you two going to tell him, that we were fishing all night, or am I?"
Jack looks up from the task at hand, resting his arms on his shovel. He enjoys the break for a moment before looking at Ryan, "I suppose we should go tell him Reg after we finish here," then Jack returns to the task at hand.

"Judging by the look on his face, dad was in no mood to listen to explanations. Maybe Hugh has been causing trouble again. Besides, when he realizes he was wrong he'll do something nice for us to make up for it. If nothing else, at least there'll be less of this to take care of next time we get caught doing something." Reggie adds with a grin.

Jack allows a smile to play across his lips, "You mean the next time YOU get caught doing something? How much do we have left for today anyway?"

Reggie snorts in amusement. "Like I'm supposed to believe you would pass up a chance for some fun and excitement? Looks like we're nearly done."

A female voice comes from outside, interrupting yet another rant from Ryan, "You boys can stop now." Reggie's mother steps around the corner. Her dark hair allows her silver gray eyes to stand out, making her beauty dwarf her age. She smiles, "Mazur told your father some facts that backed up that you were not near Irina or Beth last night. So you can thank him later." She pulls out some fishing pulls and Reggie's tackle box. "He wants you boys to wash up by the time he gets home. He wants to take you and your friends fishing."

Ryan smiles, "Don't even say it, guys." Denoting the 'I told you so remark,'
"Calm down Ryan, the Sherriff will be there and if nothing else there will be enough people there to keep him inline as long as we stick together," Jack allows a troubled look to cross his face, contemplating the various directions this trip could take. He puts his shovel up and says, "Let’s go get washed up guys," before getting lost in thought again.


"I'm not real enthused about Hughe being there myself, but he'd have to be really stupid to try something when my dad's there. Not to mention that there'd be enough of us there to overwhelm him with pure numbers in a worst case scenario. Besides, no one said you had to be buddy buddy with the jerk." With that, Reggie heads off to pack his fishing gear (and a couple snacks).

oO(Vindictive bitch, she is)Oo Mazur thinks as he listens to Irina. She and Beth had somehow snuck up on Jack, Ryan and Reggie fishing, while trying to spy on Reggie to see if he takes off his shirt again. Yes, Irina has a small thing for Reg, but Beth has one worse. Mazur takes another swig of apple juice as he listens to Irina carry on.

"Ryan, that crazy lunatic, decided to rat me out last week for skinny dipping with Reggie. Not that Reggie would actually do it, but I bet he is thinking twice now." She smiles flirtatiously with Mazur, letting her deep sea green eyes feign interest in the little guy. He can tell that she does kinda like him, but she exaggerates too much and Mazur has never taken the bait. oO(Its best to not trust them and just have fun.)Oo Mazur isn’t about hurting people, but never let them hurt ya back. Beth, being rather average looking, seems to have a sort of charm, but hard to notice next the beauty of her best friend. Irina Kushchyenko, an odd sir name, but her parents died to some strange virus that had the whole town in panic. She is almost the same age as him to the day, after all. Why not? No, something about her doesn't settle right with him. She's too selfish. Disaster seems to follow her everywhere she goes anyways. Ryan swears that she's cursed somehow. Yet Ryan likes to take jabs at her whenever he can since she dumped him. Being sort of brother and sister didn't sit well with her anyways after Ryan's parents took her in and raised her. oO(Maybe that's why she has the moral fiber of an eighty year old piece of cheese cloth)Oo Thinking of what it would be like to be raised without parents.

Mazur's father, Mayor Alfred Kersch, is probably one of the most respected and well financed individuals in the civilized land. A well spoken and educated man, who has taught Mazur to never trust anyone completely and don't be a sucker, especially for women. Mazur wasn't so sure, after seeing how his mother is so meek and shy. Mazur obviously didn't pick up that trait. In retrospect, this has landed him a high stature for being outspoken and rather sarcastic, making up for his small physical appearance.

Yes, Mazur is small. “A midget,” some would say. He stands a sweltering height of four feet tall and only ninety pounds, he isn’t bad looking. In fact, sometimes he uses his 'cuteness' to his advantage. Has a sharper wit that his father, most would say and can make even Hughe think twice before thumping on him, but only twice. Hughe paid for that last one, landing both Jiinan and Hughe in the clinic, then jail time afterwards, thanks to some strings that Mazur could pull. The only man who seems to have more pull around, outside of town officials, besides Mazur, seems to be the old man of the town, Shep. Rather intimidated by Shep, Mazur holds a deep respect for the man and what he's been through. Shep seems wise but is quick to put a sarcastic punk like Mazur in his place if he steps out of line, regardless of what he owns or who he knows.

Sarcasm seems to be Mazur's first line of verbal artillery, "Maybe you could rub peanut butter all over yourself and roll in the horse pen that they are currently shoveling out. That might turn Reggie on. Or maybe... Maybe you could walk your retarded ass over to Sheriff Harper's office and tell him what you did?" Mazur smiles as Beth and Irina's smiles disappear, "Wait, I already did that." Mazur winks. "That was a bitch thing to do. You supposedly like Reggie but burn him and Jack because you are disgusted because you were perverted enough to have an incest relationship with Ryan?" Mazur smiles as he takes another sip of his apple juice, noticing half the restaurant is staring.

Irina is about to claw out Mazur's eyes, if not her own. The thought disgusts her and shames her so much she sometimes wants nothing more than to hang herself. She feels like Susan from the library. oO(The poor girl. Her heart broken, dating Kar only because Kar understands the pain she feels for being dumped by Hughe. Poor Kar. He knows, but still loves her. All this twisted drama that unfolds. Then here is this midget jerk who likes to rub moral values in MY face? Try never having a family to call your own!)Oo "You fu..."

"Oh oh! You know, you're too young to cuss!" Mazur smiles, "Listen, I did what was right. We all know that you and Ryan isn't really incest. You two barely knew each other and then one day, BAM! Hooked! Too bad there are too many opinions. It's just a crying shame that you don't have a backbone and let what people think define who you are." Mazur actually saved Irina from being in trouble with the law on vulgar cussing in public places, especially in his favorite restaurant; Fireside Café.

Beth reaches over and holds Irina's hand. Irina finally realizes the tears in her eyes and fights them back. Pain and rage seem to flood her. She's had nightmares of her parent's death. Mazur, whilst being an ass, is also one of her best friends along with Beth. He tells it how it is, even if he is a jerk about it. Sometimes she swears he can tell that she doesn't like being around Shep, the old man that everyone else likes. She can see the pain even when the man is preoccupied. She can see what happened but only glimpses. She saw her parents that night and the trailing thought to just forget, burn it out of her mind, but only around Shep. She saw the blood and has even urinated herself at the images that flooded her. Shep is the worst. But there are others.

The death of her parents was just the first instance. She wanted so badly to know what happened to her mommy and daddy that she finally saw. She can't explain how, she just could. But that was only the beginning of the nightmare of her insanity. Then there is Corvus. They call him Corvus Night. The new kid some call him. Night because that is what he walked out of. Mysterious but he was only a little boy when his family was killed. Not much more is known except by the Sheriff, his deputies and Mazur's father and the town council. Corvus and his mother wandered into Camp Wilson, both bruised and cut and covered in his father's blood. His mother died of the wounds and terror. That was when Irina was only a baby. But then, Corvus remembers... he remembers every night in his dreams. He never remembers the dream during the day, but he is constantly edgy. The dreams, those eyes he saw... His father trying to scream for them to run only to spurt blood from his gaping mouth as those giant hands crushed him.

Then there is Beth, beside her, she so much wants a boyfriend, jealous of Irina. She’s secretly starting to have thoughts about dating Irina that she has once considered it, but put it off. Then this jerk of a friend in front of her, Mazur, the secrets he holds, hard to read him. Hard to just look at his face and be able to just see what he's seen. Mazur is good at hiding. But something about him is hard to pinpoint. That mysterious edge that's almost attractive. What about Reggie? Reggie... So carefree and so just.. free and happy. He's perfect.

What about Jack? oO(Poor Jack. I saw his mother get... I’m not crazy. Everyone sees this, I’m not crazy!)Oo The thought is blocked; as if that was all she could see. oO(Jack is such a gentle soul, but tormented at the same time. He stays so patient that sometimes I think... I’m sane. Please tell me that I’m a normal person. I’m not a freak.)Oo

Irina gasps and begins sobbing and holding her head, "Stop looking at me! I’m not crazy! They were screaming for help and I didn't help!" She slumps to the floor wracked by her own sobs of pain.

Beth crouches quickly down next to her hugging her. Then looks back up Mazur, worried, "Why do you have to be such a jerkface?"

Mazur sits there, oO(That was unexpected)Oo He'd seen Irina act strangely but nothing EVER that bad. He even finds himself slack jawed and staring embarrassedly at Irina. He’s unsure whether to be nice or continue his harsh facade. Is it an act?

"Jerkface?" Mazur pretends to look shocked. "Moi?" he asks, playing innocent. "I'm just trying to offer a few words of encouragement!"

'Ho-hum. Looks like the coffee date's over!', he thinks to himself.

Mazur pauses just long enough to down the last of his apple juice. Letting out an exaggerated sigh, he shifts over to the edge of his chair, and hops down to the floor with a soft thump.

"Obviously, the topic of conversation has changed, Beth dear." he states. "Please, do try and keep up," he adds, while walking around the table towards Irina with the slight hobble common to those with his affliction of stature. Not that he had ever met anyone with the same condition ... but then again, he hadn't ever ventured far from town. Why would he, when all he needed was already right here?

Looking back towards their waitress, Mazur raises an eyebrow and makes a writing gesture on his other hand ... a sign as if to ask 'Put this on my tab?'. Already knowing the answer, he then turns and kneels down beside Beth and Irina. Brushing Irina's hair gently away from her sobbing face, he reveals a softer gentler side of his personality ... for all outward appearances, anyway; though he knows there are a few in the restaurant who would still call him a hardass after rescuing a stranded kitten from a tree. Fortunately, they're usually smart enough to keep their opinions silent; as he seems to have a knack for talking folks in circles and making their comments reflect poorly on themselves.

Resting his other arm across Irina's shoulders, he consoles her with a bit of a squeeze. Pulling a monagrammed hankerchief out of an inside pocket, he dabs gently at the corner of her wet eyes. "No, darling, you're not crazy. You know it, I know it, everybody knows it. But what say we not stay here trying to convince folks otherwise ..."

Gesturing to Beth to help lift Irina up, he continues. "Come, let's get you home. And who knows ... perhaps on the way, we might be able to catch a peek of those sweaty boys busy shoveling slop."

With Beth supporting Irina on one side, Mazur positions himself on the other; with a hand around her waist as if to help stabalize her. Of course, with his height, Beth ends up taking the brunt of the load ... all he really accomplishes is the positioning of his arm across Irina's perfectly proportioned rump. "Ah well ... Lets give the townsfolk something else to gossip about ..." he wiles silently, letting his hand slide a little further down her waist as they help her to her feet and start towards the restaurant exit. "Maybe a little show will give them something to talk about, rather than her little ... breakdown."

As Mazur places his hand "inappropriately" on Irina's rump she uses that moment to push Beth and Mazur both off her and slaps Mazur full in the face (not to hard but just right to make it sound as loud as possible). She takes a deep sobering breath and then turns and runs out of the cafe.

Mazur rubs his cheek gingerly as he watches Irina rush out of the cafe. "Okay, I take it all back," he says, careful to not say it loud enough for Irina to overhear. "She IS crazy!

"Beth, dear ... I don't know what that little tirade was about ... but I don't think she should be alone right now," he states, with a legitimate look of concern on his face. "May I suggest you stick with her and make sure she doesn't do anything stupid, like decide to go for a walkabout outside of the lines?" Pausing briefly to test his jaw, he adds, "I'd do it myself, but something tells me she wasn't just flirting this time..."

Tucking the dampened hankerchief back into a pocket, he scampers back up onto his chair before looking over to the waitress. "You got anything stronger than this apple juice? Maybe a little something for the pain?" he jokes with a wink, flashing his 'puppy-dog eyes' and a grossly exaggerated sulky frown.

Mary Ann, one of the elderly employees at the cafe, frowns at Mazur. While not quite as old as Shep, she is good for advice and usually more of a maternal member of the community. She's not too bad of looking for an older lady. "Mazur, I think you had that one coming. Although, we do have a new tea you could try if you like."

Meanwhile, Irina makes it halfway up the street and resumes into a brisk walk, hearing Beth approach and finally catch up, she heads towards the edge of town to the old house that her parents used to live in. There is a tree house in the back that she likes to frequent. Her parents had built it for her only days before ‘the event.’ "Rina? What happened back there?" Beth seems worried.
Mazur gives Mary Ann a mischievous lopsided grin. "Yes, I suppose I did have it coming ..." he admits. "But I'll bet you that cup of tea that she's better off being pissed at me right now then dwelling on whatever dark memories triggered that little episode ... I figured she needed something to re-focus on, and well ... "

Mazur pauses for just a second, to rub his jaw once again ... "Mission accomplished!"

Mazur sits quietly for a moment, his comments suggesting a level of calculation behind his seemingly impulsive actions; a level that was far beyond his years. "Yup ... there's some troubled memories buried deep inside that head of hers ... I'd take a hundred more slaps, if it helps keep her grounded in today'.

Just then, Mazur remembers that the sheriff had invited him to go fishing with the others. Could be a good opportunity to see what's new. Mary Ann grins, "Always a wise one, or just good with trying to explain away how you can get away with something." She sets down a hot, steaming cup of brown tea. It smells a lot like strawberries. "On the house, I think that in about ten minutes is a good time to go speak with Irina and try and be a friend instead of hitting on her. She needs someone." Mary stares deep into Mazur's trying to see if he will be genuine about it. A sort of concern a mother would give when she is about to see her child try and make the right choice in life.
Jack lets a small sigh of relief escape, happy that the day's work is done. "You guys looking forward to some fried fish?"

Grinning, Reggie looks over at Ryan and asks, "Don't say what?" Brushing some of the dirt and dust off of himself, he then turns to Jack, "As for the fish, I'm looking forward to eating them. Cleaning them, not so much."

Jack smiles at the idea of getting to play with a knife, "I'll help clean 'em if you can catch 'em."

Ryan frowns, "nothing, nevermind."

Mel Harper, the Reggie's mom, grins, "Go get washed up, the others will be here soon. Should have quite the crowd this time. I'll pack some drinks for you boys, since Hughe thinks it's funny to pee in the water upstream from you guys."

Ryan almost comes unglued, "What? Hughe is gonna be there? No! Who's bright ide..."

"The sheriff wants to see if he can break through to him, Hughe used to be a good young man, but he is getting out of hand. I want you three to at least try." She frowns.

"Mrs. Harper, this will be a disaster! I thought we were actually hanging out with the sheriff and spending some quality time. Not.. not THIS!"
"Nothing, nothing at all," Irina says in a somber half daze tone. Then with a swift shake of her head as to clear she looks at Beth with a mischievous grin and says, "do you know where the boys are? Let's go have some fun."

Beth smiles sheepishly and nods, "Awesome! I hear that they are fishing again tonight. Let's go!"
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Mazur inhales deeply, savoring the smell of the tea before smiling back at Mary Ann. "Don't fret, ma’am ... when you're an imp like me, you truly appreciate the value of friendship. Despite what it may look like, we understand each other. I won't let her steam long."

Mazur looks back down at his hot cup of tea, "Um ... no pun intended!"

The short man takes his time savoring the tea, smiling his appreciation back at Mary Ann. It truly was good ... but then again, Mazur liked taking a moment now and then to appreciate the simpler things in life. It seemed his thoughts were always moving; the mouse wheel in his head in perpetual motion ... it was nice to occasionally shut it all down for a couple minutes, and simply enjoy the finer things in life.

All too quickly, the moment passes and the cup is drained. Rolling his neck and stretching his shoulders, Mazur jumps down from his chair; thanking Mary Ann with a nod, wave, and a smile, and heads out into the afternoon sun. Getting ready to head over to Sherriff Harper's to check out how the fishing preparations were coming, he has a thought ... and heads back into the cafe to purchase a dozen baked sweets to share with the others while fishing; tipping Mary Ann enough to also cover the cost of the tea at the same time.

With his own contribution to the late afternoon activities ready, he heads back out and starts towards the Harper residence.

Have you ever found yourself in an awkward situation? Not like the watching the cute girl, across the street, staring at you as you walk into a street post. I'm talking about, being around someone whom you really don't want to be around and they know it and seem to cut quips and jibing remarks to spark some attention. Yet, that person does it ESPECIALLY when the person regulating it seems to be busy helping someone else.

Have you ever gotten that feeling that you're being watched? The hairs on your neck seem to stand up and everytime you see something out of the corner of your eyes, you turn to look. You find that there is nothing there, but plenty of places to hide in the trees and bushes.

The only relaxing part of fishing seems to be the act of fishing itself. The sound of running water and the sparkles of the clear water as there are plenty of fish, but even they seem to sense the tension above water. They aren't biting.

Kar and Susan on their blanket next to Reggie, Jack and Ryan. The sandy bank next to the outcropping boulder is a nice place to rest for the two. It's so uneasy as Susan keeps glancing at Hughe, who's quietly fishing across the stream. Yet, Ryan won't stop egging Hughe on. "Yeah, that's right, you heard me," Ryan grins darkly, "You're just a puss!"

Susan glowers hatefully at Ryan, "And everyone says that HE's the bad one?"

"Screw off!" Ryan says a bit too loudly as Sherriff Harper looks up from chatting with Mazur.

"Is there a problem, Ryan?" He strongly asks in his authoritative tone.

"Why's Hughe have to be here?"

"Hughe, being a pest?" The sherriff asks.

"Sir, maybe this was a bad idea." Hughe says, as he stares directly at Susan and then down at the water.

Both Jiinan and Corvus seem to sit several yards away, on either side of Hughe, just in case. Oddly enough, it's obvious that Hughe isn't doing anything wrong.

The sherriff frowns, "Ryan, why don't you come over here and sit with Mazur. I think I've had enough of your whining for a few days. Anyways, I think Mazur and you could have quite the interesting conversation about your recent finds out in the wastes before the 'lines'." He winks to Mazur as he whispers, "Some trinkets probably from the founding of Camp Wilson."

Shep sits with Ret as the two discuss strategies for catching fish that don't want to bite. Ret seems to smile as he answers Shep, "So, fish will bite a bare hook if you put certain oils on them?"

Shep had only read it in an old, tattered book which was copyrighted in 2097. The book described a certain lubricant known as WD-40 which would attract certain fish to attack the hook. It was later outlawed because of the pollutants to the fish. If only he knew how the oil was made, unless... it could be one of the oils used already. He'd have to test that out. Then, he notices the tension again, as Ryan cuts another biting remark at Hughe. He almost feels sorry for the bully. It's obvious that both Corvus and Jiinan are ready for him this time.

Jack and Reggie seem to sit and patiently fish, but obviously not quite enjoying themselves, even with snacks and refreshments.

Nova seems to daydream as she stares into the water. Kar can sense that she is nostalgic about something. She seems to always be.
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Meanwhile, on the hill behind the fishing whole, Beth and Irina's favorite hiding spot, the spy on the boys and Susan. It seems like they aren't really having a good time and it's hard to hear what they are talking about when the two are this far away.

"We need to move closer!" Beth says and it seems like she is right. It's too boring just watching. The two try and sneak closer. They get just behind a group of boulders about twenty yards away from the group when Beth couldn't possibly be any louder as she screaches and snaps, not just a twig, but a rather large stick.
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The sheriff seems about to speak with Susan and Kar when there is a loud snapping sound and what sounds like a female screech from off in the trees behind them. Even Hughe looks up from his deep thoughts and fishing enough to peer into the brush, but not before giving a brief glance at Susan and Kar, and flashing a very brief, yet sad look.
Corvus glances over in the direction of where the snap and screech was heard, just pausing briefly for a second in wonder. "I wonder who that was......" shrugs his shoulder as he prepares to recast his pole. oO(I wonder why the fish aren't biting, curious, something isn't right but what?)Oo glances around at the rest of the group to see if they can feel that something is definitely not right.

"Ryan," Shep says loud enough to be heard by all...including Hughe "Didn't anyone ever tell you that fish get spooked off by loud noises and talking? I'd personally like to just enjoy the rest of the afternoon and relax." Turning back to Ret, Shep continues their quiet discussion about the values of various bates and what this mysterious WD-40 lubricant was. Shep pauses in his discussion briefly at the twig snap and slight squeal behind him. His mind quickly categorizes the sound as likely coming from a girl and not a scream of pain or of someone in danger he chooses to ignore it and goes back to talking with Ret.

Reggie was starting to get pissed off at the way Ryan kept trying to provoke Hughe. Quietly, he says "Ryan, are you trying to start a fight? Dad's not stupid, even if Hughe does blow his top; he knows you've been pushing Hughe's buttons since we got here. Dad'll come down on you as hard, maybe even harder, than he will on Hughe."

"You know Ryan, with the way you egg him on and talk to people it's a wonder people don't love you more." Kar levels a steady stare at Ryan looking him in the eyes. "Also I would appreciate it if you watched your tone a bit, you’re being rude." Kar was about to ask Nova what she's thinking about when a loud crack and what might be a scream was heard. At the sounds in the brush Kar turns towards it putting himself between Susan and the noise. "What was that?"

Jack has been paying close attention to what the rest of the group has been up to, now he tilts his head to the side as he looks in the direction of the commotion oO hmm, too far out to be one of us, i wonder what or who it isOo

Jiinan keeps fishing away even with Hughe nearby him. He's comfortable in the knowledge that the sherriff is there, and he would have to do anything to try and keep the boy in line. When he hears the noise and scream, Jiinan pulls his line from the water and starts in the direction of the sound. 'Ok whats going on over here,' he thinks to himself. Sometimes feeling like you need to be a hero can be a real pain in the arse.

Everyone's attention seems to be on the direction the screech and cracking noise came from, which is behind the moss covered boulder several yards into the brush. Jiinan begins to cross the river, which is only about knee deep, as Beth steps out of the brush. She seems to look unsure of herself as she seems to glance back from the direction she came. She looks at the group with a guilty expression.

Unsure if anyone else feels it, Jack feels very uneasy even after seeing Beth. She is sort of pretty. He gets the feeling that he is still being watched or noticed somehow.

The sheriff smiles, "Glad you could join us, Beth. Where's your other half?"

"If I had to guess I'd say not too far away" says Jack, looking past Beth for any sign of someone else.

Beth sighs, "I just wanted to see what you guys were doing."

Reggie's father grins, "Fishing, what else would we be doing?" He gives a sidelong glance at Mazur, "Taking off our shirts?"

Beth scowls.

An older male voice comes from behind the brush, "Sheriff Harper, is that you?"

The sheriff looks confused and towards the direction of the brush, far behind Beth, "Yes. Who is that?"

"Sheriff, there is a NEW sheriff in town." Out from behind the brush, steps a man dressed in a trench coat. He has a cowboy hat, denim jeans and a flannel shirt. A large belt buckle belonging to a belt holding a pistol. The man opens his coat further to reveal the weapon more closely. The man gives a grim nod, "I ain't jokin either."
Hearing the strange proclamation and sensing trouble, Shep stands up and quickly reels his line in. Holding the poll over his shoulder he turns to appraise the newcomer. Squinting a little in the late day sunlight he looks to see if he knows the man who spoke.
The man seems familiar, but he doesn’t recognize him from anywhere at all. In fact, his accent is even way different from the locals. Did he come from beyond the ‘lines’?
Irina was enjoying her little game until the new stranger showed up. Now she is a little scared. Either way, she will try and catch a couple glances of any of the guys without shirts on. They all have shirts on.

Kar reels his line in and puts himself between the unknown guy with the gun and Susan to off what he can of protection for her. oOHmm wonder if there is anything around that I can possibly use as a weapon or distraction.Oo

Not seeing anyone else stepping up to speak, Shep addresses the stranger in as friendly and non-threatening tone as he can muster. "Good day young man. I don't speak for the rest of the town, but I'm quite sure most would say that we're happy with the sheriff we've got. I suppose you could look for the mayor and let him know you're interested in the job, though. For now, I'd suggest either joining us for some fresh caught fish or be on your way."

The man smiles at Shep, "No worries, sir. I wouldn't mind some fish." He then winks to the sheriff.

"Al?" The Sheriff smiles, “You better be jokin'. How did you know I'd be here?"

"Aww, come on, Hank. This was our fishin' hole. These your kids? You've been busy with Mel, havencha?"

Reggie's dad laughs, "No just him," Pointing at Reggie. "These are all of his friends."

"That's not who I was with, Sheriff!" Beth squeaks, almost as though she'd done something wrong.

Al, the man with a big gun, turns and looks at everyone, nodding and then back to Beth. "Sorry to scare ya, ma'am, I had to give the old sheriff some guff." His gaze returns back to the sheriff, but rests on Shep for a second. A look of recognition, though very brief, passes over his face. He seems to nod. "I need to ask a favor."

"Irina, you can come out now." The sheriff laughs as he turns back to Al, "What is it? Can we speak in private?"

Kar can immediately sense that the sheriff is nervous. Irina only has to look at the man and she can see a younger version of Shep, with a beautiful lady. The lady seems familiar; like she's seen her before.

"Hey, Reggie?" the Sheriff asks, "You guys stay here. This is my old friend from when I was just a little older than you. I'll let you get to know him later. Just... Just stay here, okay?"

As he walks away with Al, the group can hear Sheriff Harper ask, "You need to come over for dinner. Mel will flip when she sees you. You hardly look much older now than you did back then. And what happened to..." leaving the group alone.

Shep returns to his fishing and contemplates the stranger. He momentarily allows his mental blocks to relax...just a little...to see if the man is a face from his past. .oO Concentrate. Don't let the memories overwhelm you. Oo. he thinks to himself as he tries to focus on the fishing pole between his hands. The pole gives him something in the present to focus on to help keep him from getting lost in the past.

OOC: Hold off on posting. These are just posts that were already logged. I still have responses that I never replied to back when I got caught up in disaster.

Reggie watches as his dad moves off with the stranger, or maybe not a stranger since dad seems to know him. He's puzzled, because the town is small enough that everyone has at least met everyone else. Maybe this Al was from outside the Lines?

Jiinan by this time had returned to dry land and watched the exchange wondering where the newcommer had been prior to all this.While the three talked briefly he just listened and took it all in not sure what to say and then he had to speak up. "If your from around here, then where have you been and why did you leave?" Jiinan really wanted to know what awaited them outside their little protective net as he was starting to feel the itch for adventure.

Watching the two of them move away, Kar looks around and shrugs his shoulders to the others, offering a 'what do we do now?' look. "Should we follow them as most of us look to have reeled our lines in? Or wait here for them?"

Jack sets his fishing rod down and moves quietly to follow the sheriff, oO I wonder what they want to talk about alone Oo

Reggie was intensely curious about the stranger, but figured he could ask his dad about him later. Meanwhile, he'd keep an eye on the fishing rods and try to keep the rest of the group from trying to follow the pair. "C'mon guys, there's no way Dad would miss the sound of a dozen of us stomping around in the bushes trying to listen in. Besides, Shep's still standing over there watching us," he ends with a grin, hooking a thumb in the older man's direction.

"Good point Reggie, so what should we do to pass the time?" Jack smiles mischievously.

Irina steps out from behind the same boulder that Beth came from. She briefly looks towards Reggie and then walks over and sits next to Beth. The two immediately begin whispering to each other.

Shep no sooner finishes talking when Ret's fishing pole starts dancing down and up. Ret, being excitable, almost drops it as he whips it back, trying to set the hook and almost whipping Shep across the face with the back of the pole, "I GOT ONE!"

Corvus and Jiinan both raise their eyebrows as it looks like Ret might be the winning fisherman today.

Ryan glances at Nova and then back towards Hughe as the sheriff and his old friend disappear into brush. The recent disapproval from most present sent Ryan in a foul mood and it's obvious. Ryan seems to stare at Irina for a little too long. Irina looks up and notices, averts her eyes and stares over in Mazur's direction, who is already locked into helping Ret try and catch the fish.

Finally the muddied water from the fight with the fish is interrupted by the fish surfacing, it looks huge and is NOT a rainbow trout. The sheer size looks as though it could break the line with another tug, but somehow, the line holds. Hughe begins to stand as though to help when Jiinan, Corvus and Reggie rush in to help.

OOC: Currently only two of you left playing this. Im going to see if Sean Agiotis will resume one of the characters.

OOC: It is safe to start posting.

Shep looks around for something stout to use as a cudgel to brain the fish with when it gets close enough to land. {OOC: Does Shep recognize what type of fish that's on the end of the line.}

Jack walks over to the fishing gear and gets out a knife. .oO This should come in handy... Oo. He checks the blades sharpness, waiting for a development from the sheriffs direction or the fish to need cleaning.

Shep looks around for something stout to use as a cudgel to brain the fish with when it gets close enough to land. Shep has never seen a fish quite like this and its large, maybe close to 80 pounds heavy. Shep is forced to lunge backwards as a its serrated teeth almost snap at his face.

Jack walks over to the fishing gear and gets out a knife. .oO This should come in handy... Oo. He checks the blades sharpness, waiting for a development from the sheriffs direction or the fish to need cleaning.

Everyone seems to spring into action. Corvus is the first in the water as the fish whips around and knocks him back ashore. Reggie and Ret both leap into the water only to have Ryan and Mazur grab them both from behind and pull them back out of the water. The entire stream is writhing with enormous fish and they look intent on snapping or eating anyone who comes near the water. Ret drops his fishing pole. Shep thinks he counts about a dozen of them as they begin tearing the fishing pole apart, as though it was an easy snack.

Jack walks over with the knife, noticing the fish in the water seem to move close to the shore and wait for him to get close.

Irina and Beth each let out a shrill squeak as they move further away from the water. Kar, Nova and Hughe seem to just stare. No one has ever seen a fish that size in such a small stream. No one has ever seen a fish that size, bent on eating them either.