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fandomtownies2018-11-06 02:13 pm
not_of_the_nora) wrote in fandomtownies2018-11-06 02:13 pm
The Preserve, Tuesday Morning
There was a deer stuck in the hill.
Aloy had been out hunting, as per usual, or rather practicing: she'd had breakfast earlier and genuinely killing something seemed wasteful. But her quiet, graceful sneak had stopped rather abruptly when she'd seen it. The deer, that was.
It was embedded in the hill up to its hind, but it didn't seem to be... buried. No soil had been displaced on either side of it, and it didn't seem bothered about its precarious position. In fact, it was moving as if it was walking.
It just wasn't going anywhere.
"I... don't know if I should put you out of your misery," Aloy said slowly.
Even the Focus wasn't any help. Its scans only told her that the deer was there, upright and walking as if it was standing on the small hill itself. She had no idea what to make of any of it.
[[ open, but slow today ]]
Aloy had been out hunting, as per usual, or rather practicing: she'd had breakfast earlier and genuinely killing something seemed wasteful. But her quiet, graceful sneak had stopped rather abruptly when she'd seen it. The deer, that was.
It was embedded in the hill up to its hind, but it didn't seem to be... buried. No soil had been displaced on either side of it, and it didn't seem bothered about its precarious position. In fact, it was moving as if it was walking.
It just wasn't going anywhere.
"I... don't know if I should put you out of your misery," Aloy said slowly.
Even the Focus wasn't any help. Its scans only told her that the deer was there, upright and walking as if it was standing on the small hill itself. She had no idea what to make of any of it.
[[ open, but slow today ]]