Re: The Savage Brawl [Round 3: Abandoned Park]
06-16-2010, 11:50 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MyifanW.
"This is a pretty good place..." Diego told himself, after ascending to the top of the security building, and climbing up the radar tower.
He relaxed himself against the inside of an upturned radar dish, and closed his eyes. It was a little cold. The air was fairly still. The wind blew lightly towards the north. He was at the highest point that he could see, and in the most open. It was the ideal place to read the air for long range scouting.
This was one of Diego's old patterns, and something he was comforted by doing. High places, where he was above all the sounds, not needing to do anything but listen for his targets below- they were the places he felt most safe in. At a high elevation, looking down at everything as if it were flat, Diego felt as if he were reading a map. First, he located the places on his "map" where he had seen his enemies, through feeling the general shape of the area. Rewarding his focus, he heard the Lich and the old god running, although he wasn't sure that it was them. The sound of their footsteps were obviously distinct, but against the soft ground, it was hard to tell. Alongside one of them Diego heard a dog, which was odd, as he had somehow expected that there were no living things. The blob, although it had been seen, was unheard. Diego was fairly sure now that the blob had some sort of magic distortion. If he concentrated on the area, maybe he could sense the blob, but Diego didn't want to strain himself yet.
Knowing the location of his targets, Diego then scanned for the thing that had been chained. Although stealthy, something that big couldn't possibly be soundless. From Diego's vantage point, he could sense the slightest trace of weighty steps or large breaths, if there were any.
There weren't.
Diego opened his eyes and scrunched his eyebrows, confused. What was going on? Nothing was soundless. The only conclusion was that it had somehow escaped his scan's effective range, or... Diego glanced to the building by the warehouse. It seemed that the door might have been ajar. Diego began sweating. Was the door open before... Or was it just opened recently? Could something be hiding in there, sounds muffled by the room?
"This is a pretty good place..." Diego told himself, after ascending to the top of the security building, and climbing up the radar tower.
He relaxed himself against the inside of an upturned radar dish, and closed his eyes. It was a little cold. The air was fairly still. The wind blew lightly towards the north. He was at the highest point that he could see, and in the most open. It was the ideal place to read the air for long range scouting.
This was one of Diego's old patterns, and something he was comforted by doing. High places, where he was above all the sounds, not needing to do anything but listen for his targets below- they were the places he felt most safe in. At a high elevation, looking down at everything as if it were flat, Diego felt as if he were reading a map. First, he located the places on his "map" where he had seen his enemies, through feeling the general shape of the area. Rewarding his focus, he heard the Lich and the old god running, although he wasn't sure that it was them. The sound of their footsteps were obviously distinct, but against the soft ground, it was hard to tell. Alongside one of them Diego heard a dog, which was odd, as he had somehow expected that there were no living things. The blob, although it had been seen, was unheard. Diego was fairly sure now that the blob had some sort of magic distortion. If he concentrated on the area, maybe he could sense the blob, but Diego didn't want to strain himself yet.
Knowing the location of his targets, Diego then scanned for the thing that had been chained. Although stealthy, something that big couldn't possibly be soundless. From Diego's vantage point, he could sense the slightest trace of weighty steps or large breaths, if there were any.
There weren't.
Diego opened his eyes and scrunched his eyebrows, confused. What was going on? Nothing was soundless. The only conclusion was that it had somehow escaped his scan's effective range, or... Diego glanced to the building by the warehouse. It seemed that the door might have been ajar. Diego began sweating. Was the door open before... Or was it just opened recently? Could something be hiding in there, sounds muffled by the room?