-Indominus- Day 17 / Afternoon / LVL 16 []HP[]100%[color=00a651]//////////[/color][] Dom woke with to the harsh glare of the digital sun and the feeling of being cooked in his bedroll like a wrapped sausage, having thrown it off entirely in the middle of the night and simply enjoyed the cold weather. His leather armor had not been removed for decency sake, and because he wasn't sure how well it would work if a wandering mob found him tangled up and completely unprotected. Still.. Not much you could do about that at this point in time besides live with it. His groan turned to a sharp hiss as he placed both hands on the back of his hips and stretched until a loud SNAP ushered from his lower back. Hunched over he rubbed the sore spot with a groan and stumbled weakly off behind a bush and did his.. business. Digital body he may have, but it was still a body and he was still damn old! Every morning like clockwork! A small bottle of water appeared from his inventory, which he promptly splashed a bit of it on his hands before pouring a tiny bit on his face. The cold water in the breeze woke him like a cup of coffee usually did. The rush of the nights events flowed through his mind like molasses uphill as his brain tried to remember what had happened. Glancing back to the small camp quickly revealed the truth of his day. Dan was there, snoring like a chainsaw striking rocks, and the fox-girl.. was not visible? [color=fdc68a]"Maybe she wandered off. Just my luck.." [/color] Dom struck up his inventory and pulled up a piece of 'fresh bread', one of the few he had left that had not been consumed already, and munched on the plain fare in silence. If you could consider it that way, with the hellish torment escaping the nasal passages of Dans nose. Dom ate as he made his way to the sleeping form of Smarter'n'me with a raised eyebrow and a mouth full of food, hands in pockets and stood atop the slumbering form of his roommate and long time friend. With an unapologetic shrug, Imdominus lifted his leg back and kicked Dan in the jaw as hard as he could, knocking him a few feet away in a pile of tangled sheets and flying dust. [color=fdc68a]"THAT'S FOR BEDAZZLIN' MY BEARD YOU FICKLE PONCE!" [/color] A grumble escaped him as attentions returned to his message box, a single unread PM from Scarlet. A smile crossed his usually dour face expecting good news of monsters slain and confirmation that the girl was in her usual high spirits, even if they tended to be a stormcloud kind of high spirit. Doms hand clenched so hard the knuckles turned white as his eyes almost bulged out of their sockets. Exploding into motion he frantically began packing up his camp, hastily tying up the bedroll and returning it to his inventory and dropping the bread to the ground forgotten and trampled by his anxious feet. Dom grabbed Smarts collar and hoisted him up one handed screaming in his face. [color=fdc68a]"STOP CLOWNING AROUND! SCARLET SLEPT IN A ROOM WITH A COUPLE OF BOYS! YOU GET YOUR PINK AND PRISSY ARSE UP AND READY [i]NOW[/i]. THEY ARE IN FOR A WORLD OF HURT!"[/color] Now there was no way of him knowing that Scarlet had actually spent the night with the two mysterious fellows. Or if they had done anything. Or if they were mature gentlemen or perverted scumbags. Or if Scarlet had been adventurous and desired the outcome that could develop from such a situation. But all these thoughts were a freight train of emotion and rage. His fingers flew across the letters as he wrote a reply. [i]SAVED YOUR LIFE?! WHAT HAPPENED WHAT DO YOU NEED HELP WITH DAN AND ME ARE ON OUR WAY IF I FIND OUT THEY TOUCHED YOU TELL THEM TO RUN. FAST.[/i] Accident.. Look different.. Either that meant a new outfit of some kind or the girl had suffered a severe injury. Logic dictated that she was fine, she had sent him a message right? but she was explicitly asking for help. After the gongshow of the night before. [color=fdc68a]"I'm going for Scarlet. You in? Course you are. You find the Fox maid you send 'er on her way." [/color] Indominus took out his teleportation crystal and waited for his friend to be ready.