As the alcohol thinned in his blood, running off into the forest had begun to seem less and less like an intelligent thing to do. Granted, he certainly didn't want to be anywhere near his new unit if the previous night had been any indicator on how they treated one another.
But running away was quite possibly one of the stupidest things he had done yet. This became particularly apparent when he began spotting traps, at first it was just a pit trap blocking his path that he had to jump over or go around, then a snare that he gave plenty of space, but soon it became apparent that the area was practically covered in them.
Vladislav knew that he couldn't stay in the forest forever, that he needed to figure out a course of action, but he couldn't think of any way out of his current situation.
In a fit or irritation, at both his situation and whoever decided to booby rap the forest, he carefully took apart key pieces of the simple, obviously home-made device, effectively disabling a rather nasty spiked log trap. Disarming them gave him something to do, something to think about while he moved onward.
A loud, piercing, scream cut through the calm, heavy, jungle air from somewhere ahead of Vladya, around the corner blocked off by some rocks. It had startled him so much he'd almost triggered the arrow trap he was currently disarming.
Making a quick decision, he abandoned the trap, leaving it in an armed state while he went to see who was screaming, and why.
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Date: 2006-11-26 10:07 pm (UTC)But running away was quite possibly one of the stupidest things he had done yet. This became particularly apparent when he began spotting traps, at first it was just a pit trap blocking his path that he had to jump over or go around, then a snare that he gave plenty of space, but soon it became apparent that the area was practically covered in them.
Vladislav knew that he couldn't stay in the forest forever, that he needed to figure out a course of action, but he couldn't think of any way out of his current situation.
In a fit or irritation, at both his situation and whoever decided to booby rap the forest, he carefully took apart key pieces of the simple, obviously home-made device, effectively disabling a rather nasty spiked log trap. Disarming them gave him something to do, something to think about while he moved onward.
A loud, piercing, scream cut through the calm, heavy, jungle air from somewhere ahead of Vladya, around the corner blocked off by some rocks. It had startled him so much he'd almost triggered the arrow trap he was currently disarming.
Making a quick decision, he abandoned the trap, leaving it in an armed state while he went to see who was screaming, and why.