"I choose to go around the mountains..."
Avery mimicked in her head.
"Stubborn writer, can barely hold a sword, much less defend herself with one. She'll probably get herself lost in the woods once we get there."
Avery sighed and tried to clear her head. Why waste her thoughts on that annoying writer?
Avery stood up and leaned against the tree.
"No offense, or anything, but what is the point of running around the mountains, when it'll take twice as long? Won't more people die the longer we take?" She said taking a drink from her water bottle.
"I mean, this is silly, lets just climb the mountains and get it over with." Avery finished, letting the bottle drop back into place and resting her hand on the hilt of her sword.
[ June 14, 2003: Message edited by: DayVampyre ]
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~No, that's silly. The man who lives in my finger hired the crew, Mr. Bimbol.
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