“Christ,” Red gasped,” what’re those?!”
Raising his rifle he chambered a bullet and swung his muzzle toward one of the creatures just managing to catch it in the head in his wild attempt to take out the potential threat. As the creature fell he quickly scrambled back from it and readied his rifle again. Regaining his composure as Erich barked out orders to open fire, the red head gritted his teeth and aimed more carefully at the charging monstrosities. This was just like hunting with his Da. He just needed to stay calm and be aware of where his prey was. Aim, breathe, shoot. Another monster fell.
“Wait stop,” the somewhat shrill cry of someone near by cut Red’s concentration, “stop shooting! Lower your weapons! We may be able to communicate!”
The disruption had pulled Red’s attention from his quarry just long enough for a Newt to get in range and lunge at him with a spear. He had just enough time to raise his arm and the spear sank in to his flesh splitting it like water. Growling in agony he grabbed the spear with the other hand and yanked the newt closer so he could press his rifle’s muzzle to its midsection.
“To hell with ye, ya damn bastard,” he growled as he emptied a round in to its innards.
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As the group wandered up to the volcano Alexander quickly set about taking cuts of any plant life he could get his hands on before the group moved on. Anything from weeds, to small flowers, to shells, and even a few small rocks found themselves quickly placed in to vials and pouches within his many bags. It was a wonder he didn’t weigh himself down with all his little trinckets and clippings. In fact he didn’t seem to notice any weight from his packs at all as they trekked onward toward the firey peak in the distance.
When they reached the volcano, though everyone else seemed to halt in its presence, Alexander set about trying to find a suitable sample of cooled magma. That was, until he saw a pair of deep black orbs staring at him from a stream of the molten rock. Blinking owlishly he stared at the creature that stood in front of him. It’s body was nearly indistinguishable from the lava around them. He was about to reach out and touch the newt like creature when gun fire alerted him to the situation with the rest of the group. Thinking quickly he grabbed the creature’s appendage and started to quickly lead/drag it toward the group.
“Wait stop,” he called,” stop shooting! Lower your weapons! We may be able to communicate with them!”
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