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Post by Cefia on Dec 8, 2011 19:18:40 GMT -6
Cefia had glanced up into the sky and let out a calm peaceful smile. She didn't know what it was but simply staring into the familiar stars reminded her of peace. She had learned the way of a navigator and she knew exactly which way to head by using the stars at her guidance. It was a shame that with Ilia's constant snowstorms, such nights were rare. It was no time to be a one man crew, well, there is no such thing as a one man crew when out in the sea.
Her attention soon snapped back as she began to jog to catch up with Clair. Somewhere warm. She looked over trying to find the best possible solution. It seems the troops had chosen the best possible place to hide out in. She noticed an unoccupied building, the roof appeared to have been torn off or burned off but it might be the best they can get. It appeared as though the overall structure was solid enough.
"There perhaps?" she asked, pointing over to the ramshackle building.
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Post by Clair Feldsky on Dec 11, 2011 12:13:47 GMT -6
Clair hadn't missed Cefia's momentary skygazing, but hadn't done much more than slow her steps in response. This... Cefia was... odd. So many things about her seemed strange to Clair. She drank and caroused, yet... suffice it to say, the intellectual putting on the pirate act wasn't something you saw everyday.
"I guess that'll work." Clair said, looking to the building Cefia pointed out. It's roof was mostly open, but perhaps there would still be some ground clear of snow inside.
"Looks like it's not going to collapse on us, but I want a real fire." The Illian Falcoknight rubbed her hands together to get some warmth back into them before placing her hands on her hips and looking around.
"Come on. Let's gather up some scrapwood. We can get fire from what's left of the inn that burnt down earlier once we have enough." Clair set to work. Inside the building itself was the fallen roof. Pieces of it had been broken off by the fall, and other pieces would need to be cleared away to make room, but there seemed to be enough fragments around which could be used like firewood. Clair set about gathering those, and dropping them in a pile away from the collapsed roof.
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Post by Cefia on Dec 29, 2011 12:39:29 GMT -6
Cefia followed Clair's lead and picked out usable wood. When she thought it was enough, she fired up the woodpile rather quickly. it came with the experience of burning down ships out in sea. It was surprising how easy it was to burn things. Than again, it was relative logic in the end.
"So have anything special you wish to do?" she asked, stretching a bit. It was more effective to do some cardio before weight training. She wasn't fast though, which was a shame but when it came down to it, she could hold out her own when it came to strength.
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Post by Clair Feldsky on Dec 31, 2011 17:08:13 GMT -6
Clair took a moment to rub her arms as she felt the warmth from the fire start up. It was a relief of sorts. Light, shelter, and heat. The best defense against the Illian conditions.
"Nothing too strenuous. We've got to be able to function during long and hard hours of travel for the next several days. Let's not forget that. Just some basics to keep fit and ready for tonight."
Clair extended her arms out to her sides as far as she could, stretching still chilled muscles. "Let's begin." Let the exercises and the calisthenics commence.
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