OOC: Quickie since the rest of the group is still passed out on my couch. If anyone gets this before 11:30 EST (GMT +4?) and wants something to head our way, let me know or NPC Mayday. She'll either see or feel it coming and sound the alarm. Reposted because I hit submit by accident when Deb walked in.
May had opted to take the high road this time, and was in mid-air between branches when she heard Faith's cry. She immediately twisted, turned, and instead of landing on the branch, grabbed it with both hands, flipped herself up and over, and bounded back the way she'd come at top speed.
Even so, by the time she was back there, Faith and Jon were already helping Scott stand, and the man was grinning from ear to ear. "Ami reached me," he said, and May visibly relaxed a bit.
Since Scott obviously had enough help, she stayed aloft, moving towards the back of the train since Dean was watching the front. Even if it was good news, Murphy's Law inevitably dictated that if something bad was going to happen, it would choose a time like now.
"I don't see anything right NOW..." she replied to Blaise, peering out through the trees and stretching out her senses as best she could.
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[Mayday] 3-2-1 Contact! (tag open)
Date: 2006-08-05 02:53 pm (UTC)May had opted to take the high road this time, and was in mid-air between branches when she heard Faith's cry. She immediately twisted, turned, and instead of landing on the branch, grabbed it with both hands, flipped herself up and over, and bounded back the way she'd come at top speed.
Even so, by the time she was back there, Faith and Jon were already helping Scott stand, and the man was grinning from ear to ear. "Ami reached me," he said, and May visibly relaxed a bit.
Since Scott obviously had enough help, she stayed aloft, moving towards the back of the train since Dean was watching the front. Even if it was good news, Murphy's Law inevitably dictated that if something bad was going to happen, it would choose a time like now.
"I don't see anything right NOW..." she replied to Blaise, peering out through the trees and stretching out her senses as best she could.