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As members of the crew gathered around the fire and began to chat, watch assignments were handed out by Jake.  Spook, unfortunately, got the shift that likely wouldn't allow her to fall back asleep when she was done with it.  But that's where the chips fell, so she wouldn't complain.  As everyone started responding to her inquiry about what all they had killed, she listened to their responses while taking a long stick from the pile beside her.  She held it in her right hand and prodded the source of the flames, encouraging them to dance more ostentatiously or aggressively, depending on the viewpoint of it.  Soon enough, though it was unspoken, her own question got kicked back to her.  The enigma first looked between Jake and Rig, they had taken down things that made people run in fear and deserved some level of respect for it.  She had something arguably better, though.

[color=CAC100]"Well, it's me versus a Dire Bear and a Prowler.  I'll raise you one healthy Shredder."[/color]  She started, pulling a fixed-bladed knife from her belt.  The blade on it was dark and wicked, clearly meant for tearing rather than slicing, and sharp enough to rend flesh like paper.  It wouldn't take a forensic expert to know the weapon was made from the claw of a Shredder.  [color=CAC100]"I was sent into the den of one of these to find out what happened to the crew sent in to clear it.  It's quite for the most part, don't hear anything until I'm in a giant chamber at the end of it.  I found the crew alright, they were all dead, corpses torn apart and thrown around.  Then I noticed the Shredder staring me down, ready to attack."[/color]  Putting more emotion in the tale, she drew her sword and started to fight an invisible enemy with it, words fluctuating with every swing or parry.  [color=CAC100]"It charged me and I barely had time to draw my sword!  I dived out of the way of its strike and got back on my feet just in time to see it coming for me again.  I had to jump to the side again-"[/color]  She physically jumped to her left as she reenacted the fight.  [color=CAC100]"-just to get away from it, and that gave it an opening!  It swiped my side, went right through my armor like paper and I start bleeding like a stuck pig!  I back away from the thing and get ready to stand my ground, the only way to kill this thing is to take it head on.  So it charged again, and I raise my sword to meet it, and I charged it as well!"[/color]  Spook put her left hand out in front of her and ran headlong towards a tree.  At the last second, she jumped and thrust her sword forward, impaling the poor tree upon a few inches of steel.  [color=CAC100]"It went limp on my blade, and I took its claw as a trophy.  Now it's my knife."[/color]

Calming down, she put a foot on the tree beside her weapon and pulled it out, sheathing it once again and taking her seat.  [color=CAC100]"Sorry about that, just kinda... got into that one."[/color]  She laughed sheepishly and she picked up the long stick again and prodded the fire again, tossing a few more smaller branches on it to fuel it further.  Otherwise, she sat with her knees peaked, arms around and holding them in place.