Tyler Tieran |PF| *Their hunch had been correct. Travelling at night, once it had cooled down, had earned them a reprieve of sorts. The necromancer must not be nocturnal, because so far everything he'd thrown at them had come during the daylight hours, or early morning. Sipping from the water pouch Aryk threw at him, he scrubbed a tired hand over his face. They'd been walking for hours. This time, he was clearheaded and coherent enough to be able to say it definitely was hours and wasn't his perception of time being warped by dehydration and overheating.*
Tyler Tieran |PF| *Following up another steep incline, he adjusted the pack on his shoulders. They'd fought, but he'd ultimately won that battle. Once he'd cooled down, he'd felt better and he'd be damned if he wasn't able to carry his own weight on a mission. If he couldn't, fuckin' shoot him and put him outta his misery. Just as he was ready to start checking the GPS to see where the hell they were at, they rounded a bend in the trees and found themselves staring down at the harsh lights of the scientific outpost*
Tyler Tieran |PF| *This would be their stop for getting some damn rest away from the elements while they tracked down the fucker causing all the trouble here. It was way too early, but fuck it... they needed a place to crash and regroup. Imagine his surprise when the door to the first building was flung open, a bubbly blonde welcoming them, chattering a mile a minute about how they'd been worried sick, blah blah blah. Meeting Aryk's gaze over her head, he shrugged, holding up a hand to stop the inane flow of one-sided conversation.*
Tyler Tieran |PF| Look sweets, I get it, we're a bit late and things went FUBARed. We'd love to discuss what's going on and shit, but what we really need right now is a place to pass the hell out, get some rest and recuperate a bit. Then we can get our asses in gear and figure out how to help, okay? *The woman immediately apologized, hurrying to a smaller building on the outskirts of the small town they'd made as more scientists had migrated here. Throwing the door open, she motioned them inside. It was small, with two twin cot beds and a tiny bathroom.*
Tyler Tieran |PF| *Shit. He'd be sharing with his partner. Again. God dammit all to hell. Scowling, he tossed his pack under the cot nearest to the door, motioning the female out after getting the key to the place. Scrubbing his hand over his face again, he shrugged. Wasn't any worse than the situations he'd found himself in before this. Least Aryk didn't seem the slightest bit interested in getting any closer than they had the past few days. Suited him just fucking fine. He didn't need a partner and he damn sure didn't need a mate. Mack was well known for this bull. Why he'd paired him with Aryk, he'd never know, but shit wasn't happening. And that was that.*
Tyler Tieran |PF| *This would be their stop for getting some damn rest away from the elements while they tracked down the fucker causing all the trouble here. It was way too early, but fuck it... they needed a place to crash and regroup. Imagine his surprise when the door to the first building was flung open, a bubbly blonde welcoming them, chattering a mile a minute about how they'd been worried sick, blah blah blah. Meeting Aryk's gaze over her head, he shrugged, holding up a hand to stop the inane flow of one-sided conversation.*
Tyler Tieran |PF| Look sweets, I get it, we're a bit late and things went FUBARed. We'd love to discuss what's going on and shit, but what we really need right now is a place to pass the hell out, get some rest and recuperate a bit. Then we can get our asses in gear and figure out how to help, okay? *The woman immediately apologized, hurrying to a smaller building on the outskirts of the small town they'd made as more scientists had migrated here. Throwing the door open, she motioned them inside. It was small, with two twin cot beds and a tiny bathroom.*
Tyler Tieran |PF| *Shit. He'd be sharing with his partner. Again. God dammit all to hell. Scowling, he tossed his pack under the cot nearest to the door, motioning the female out after getting the key to the place. Scrubbing his hand over his face again, he shrugged. Wasn't any worse than the situations he'd found himself in before this. Least Aryk didn't seem the slightest bit interested in getting any closer than they had the past few days. Suited him just fucking fine. He didn't need a partner and he damn sure didn't need a mate. Mack was well known for this bull. Why he'd paired him with Aryk, he'd never know, but shit wasn't happening. And that was that.*