Over Hill, over Dale.. (overland crew)
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The Doctor had converted Blaise and Daniel's communicaters. They looked a bit silly, but they worked.
The Doctor kept Blaise's, as he couldn't speak Aramaic so that simple code excluded the marine.
The Doctor saw Chris take Jack to the camp he was to help guard, and waited for the young man’s return to be sure the trip went well, then he took off in the direction Damon and Scott had marked on a crude map.
At six foot two the Doctor had long strides, and found himself cutting back just a bit, because losing his volunteers would not help the mission.
They didn’t follow a trail, except the one he broke in as they shoved through underbrush and grasses. If it weren’t for the rough map and the occasional sight of the far off whisp of smoke, getting lost would seem an easy thing.
They ate up ground at a stride that had most of them getting a stitch in their sides and a burn in their lungs long before the first ‘break’. It had been hours of walking over uneven ground, through brush and trees and pressed upon by tropical heat. The water was a godsend. The terrain would have been beautiful if they were able to pause and appreciate it.
[Scott] Best headache ever (tag Jon, Faith, open)
Date: 2006-08-05 01:58 am (UTC)Despite his headache Scott grinned from ear to ear. "Ami reached me." Jon and Faith helped him sit up. "She's sick from whatever drugs the bastards are giving her, but she's alive and on the island."
"What else did she say?"
Scott's smile faded somewhat. "She didn't say anything. There wasn't enough time. That's all I picked up." It wasn't much, but it renewed his determination. Once Ami and the other women were safe, the fuckers who were behind this were going to pay.
OOC: Scott's able to get up and moving again. I stopped here to give