Post by Hunter Robinson on Feb 7, 2012 17:13:55 GMT -5
Hunter didn't know what to think as she made her way into the make shift camp. You left for a year and everything was different, everything changed. You left for a year, and suddenly Gaea had taken over everything you knew or held close to heart. She wasn't sure what led her here, but as always, she followed the small pull in her stomach, doing what felt right, what her mind and gut told her was right. She was sure from the site of the place that there had to be people there, not just any run down Airspace Station was cleaned up and groomed as well as this when left to die naturally like this she imagined had been. Leaning on a tree, she took a deep breath before continuing through the grassy clearing.
It wasn't easy being in the mortal world, so inexperienced and young, but she had made it with the help of only her wits. Everything she took in as she walked into the big field edged itself into her mind, taking up another gigabyte in her never ending memory storage. There was several run down planes that made the young girl wonder if any of them belonged to camp itself. She still wasn't sure what anyone would make of her when they saw her walk into the camp, uninvited. It had been so long since she'd last seen everyone now, and after lurking around the original camp, she knew a battle had been issued by the fact that it was completely trashed and destroyed, and Gaea had taken refuge there, so she didn't even know if her friends were still alive.
It may have been incorrect to say Gaea had taken refuge in her old home. Judging by the rest of what she knew, it was more like Gaea had taken over the hopeless place, and now camp was the one taking refuge. It was quiet depressing really, to admit that they were all in hiding, but it was the truth and nothing but. But there was still hope, they could probably get out of this alive, right? She had gotten out of many thing alive in the mortal world. But it wasn't just subtle that he was a complete and utter wreck. It wasn't just her clothes that were torn, her face and arms upheld many scars and burns just by themselves. Her lip was also bruised, a bright purple and blue.
It wasn't easy being in the mortal world, so inexperienced and young, but she had made it with the help of only her wits. Everything she took in as she walked into the big field edged itself into her mind, taking up another gigabyte in her never ending memory storage. There was several run down planes that made the young girl wonder if any of them belonged to camp itself. She still wasn't sure what anyone would make of her when they saw her walk into the camp, uninvited. It had been so long since she'd last seen everyone now, and after lurking around the original camp, she knew a battle had been issued by the fact that it was completely trashed and destroyed, and Gaea had taken refuge there, so she didn't even know if her friends were still alive.
It may have been incorrect to say Gaea had taken refuge in her old home. Judging by the rest of what she knew, it was more like Gaea had taken over the hopeless place, and now camp was the one taking refuge. It was quiet depressing really, to admit that they were all in hiding, but it was the truth and nothing but. But there was still hope, they could probably get out of this alive, right? She had gotten out of many thing alive in the mortal world. But it wasn't just subtle that he was a complete and utter wreck. It wasn't just her clothes that were torn, her face and arms upheld many scars and burns just by themselves. Her lip was also bruised, a bright purple and blue.
