[color=darkgray][center][IMG]https://i.imgur.com/KcJygoU.png[/IMG][/center][hr][B][COLOR=GOLD]Location:[/color][/b] The not so "Howling Pit"
[b][color=gold]Interactions:[/color][/b]  Akaia [@Exit], Vincent [@Daxam], and Juice [@PigeonOfAstora],
[b][color=gold]Mentions:[/color][/b] 


Erik had been just about to order the group to take whatever pictures they wanted to and get back into the jeep but he was getting the feeling he was missing something the others picked up on. [color=gold][i]Did I miss it? What are they all staring… Oh… OH![/i][/color] Erik hid a short-lived smirk beneath his mask as he noticed the small cave entrance. [color=gold][i]Renee didn’t mention a cave… then again, she and her people hadn’t come out here since the missing group disappeared.[/i][/color]

Erik would have spent more time pondering on what to do next but the others were already looking to him to make a call. To be the one in charge and responsible for those who sought his guidance. 

[color=bca346]"Kill?"[/color] Akaia whispered with that phantasmic style of hers. Erik knew once she was gone, it meant she was like an arrow drawn back again a bowstring. 

[color=orange]"Anyway, boss, what's the plan? I'm not any less willing to knock some skulls just 'cause I've got some weird feeling."[/color] Vincent added despite his previous statement expressing wariness of the situation before them. If Akaia was that arrow ready to be loosed, Vincent was the loaded gun with the most delicate of hair-triggers and without a safety. You didn’t pick him to come along and [b]not[/b] expect to put him to use. 

And how might one describe… 

[color=3399ff]"And our opening song goes to-!"[/color]

[color=gold]“Juice?”[/color] Erik was staring at the guest of their group as he lobbed a decorative baseball into the pit between a few of the Lost within. Erik’s shot open before dashing over to Juice so he could… peer over the edge in anticipation too. [color=gold]“Alright team! Let’s get down there and clear some Lost! BUT WAIT FOR THE-”[/color] Erik blurted the last bit out the Sharpie MK III went off blasting off the limbs of three of the Lost below.


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