exploration}} first of many {c}

[Lucieη]

[atrb=style, width: 400px; background: url(http://i547.photobucket.com/albums/hh443/dbkarma/Afuro/tile.png); border: solid 1px #c4c4c4][atrb=cellpadding, 0px, true][atrb=border,0,true] continued from the icc... Maybe going off completely alone wasn't such a good idea. While he could still make out the chatter of the others a distance away, he still felt a bit uneasy. It was rather uncharacteristic of him. It was an uncomfortable feeling. Normally he would be just fine, wandering off by himself. Even with the dangers that may or may not be lurking nearby. But he could hardly bring himself to move as it was. If something happened, how could he possibly run back? Just walking was getting to be exhausting, and he found himself pressing his palm flat to the high stone cliff beside him, pausing to hang his head a bit, sucking in a deep breath. Being out of sight he could finally let go, there was no one to put on a show for. His legs crumbled beneath him and he dropped to the sand, leaning into the rock and wrapping his arm across himself, clutching his ribcage. Not only did it hurt to walk, it hurt to breath. He could have sworn he felt worse now than he did when he woke up on the beach. Lucien tilted his head to rest it against his hand, his tense body willing itself to relax as his eyes fluttered halfway open to gaze down the beach. A considerable amount of time passed. He just sat there. Exhausted. Angry that he had allowed himself to be mislead. Fuse, the girl had said that she would take him someplace to rest. Now he was the one doing all the work, finding everyone a place to recover. He snorted to himself, forcing himself shakily to stand. He doubted they were doing anything. Most likely he was the only one working right now. What else could they be doing though? "Questions," he spat distastefully, steadying himself against the cliff. They're probably standing around asking more questions. As if that would accomplish anything. They had already established that no one knew anything about what was going on. "Tch." With a cautious step he moved forward, cringing as his weight shifted more heavily onto his leg. It didn't feel as if it had been cut, but it still hurt so badly. He had never felt fatigue like this before. His other foot moved to come before the other, painfully, sluggishly. It was difficult. Lucien shook his head, playing tough had only made it worse. He needed to slow down. Keeping his side pressed to the wall beside him he continued on with heavy, calculated steps, panting lightly as his crimson eyes surveyed the beach with a cautious curiosity. If only he could find a cave, or an overhang, or something that could help to protect them from the wind and rain. Maybe he was asking for too much? This place seemed like a wasteland, from what little he had seen. Nothing but sand, water, and the occasional palm tree. His eyes kept along the stone cliff, glancing back out to the beach and ocean before flicking up to gaze at the ledge above him. He sure as hell wasn't about to let something drop on him. And he wouldn't be ambushed either, damn it. He turned his head quickly, a bit paranoid, checking behind him before returning his gaze to his path. If there were anything worth finding here, he would be finding it. He was determined to.

[Lucieη]

[atrb=style, width: 400px; background: url(http://i547.photobucket.com/albums/hh443/dbkarma/Afuro/tile.png); border: solid 1px #c4c4c4][atrb=cellpadding, 0px, true][atrb=border,0,true] The glimpse he got of the mouth of the cave was enough to give him a sudden burst of energy, eyes widening as he hastened his steps to make his way over to it. He drew his hand away from the wall, half jogging to stop and turn at the entrance, peering inside. Taking a step forward he paused as he felt his foot come down on something rough, glancing at the bark and twigs scattered beneath him. They would be needing this if they wanted to start a fire, wouldn't they? He was beginning to wonder what he even needed the others for. Here he had found shelter and warmth, and what all had they done? Bickered. Belittled him. Useless slugs. He was tempted to keep his find all to himself. Eyes shifted back to stare into the cave cautiously as he carefully kneeled down on the beach. Taking the hem of his tunic in his grip he pulled it so that the fabric may cradle the bits of wood. Picking up a piece of bark her turned and examined it in his fingers before dropping it onto the cloth, quickly gathering all the twigs from the cave's entrance. As the final piece was tucked away with the others, he stood, grunting and wincing as his muscles tensed and fought against him. He stepped boldly into the cavern, brushing his finger against his clothes to better clean it before flicking his tongue against it and holding it in the air, curious whether or not there was a breeze in the cave. He wasn't sure how deep it was, or whether it was a tunnel. Should there be a breeze he would know there was another entrance pulling air through somewhere. His eyes darted left and right before locking in front of him, an arm around the bark he had gathered outside.

[Lucieη]

[atrb=style, width: 400px; background: url(http://i547.photobucket.com/albums/hh443/dbkarma/Afuro/tile.png); border: solid 1px #c4c4c4][atrb=cellpadding, 0px, true][atrb=border,0,true] The air was still, and as he ventured further inside he could see the inner wall of the cavern. He stopped in the center, turning to look around the small cave with interest. It would do. He released his hold on his tunic, letting the wood gathered inside drop to the ground. It seemed stable enough it wouldn't collapse, and though it was cold it was small enough that once they had a fire going it would be enough to keep them comfortable. With a smirk he ran his fingers through his hair, tossing his head to the side and turning to walk back out of the cavern and find the others. There was no way they wouldn't be impressed. How could they not be grateful? Steadying himself and adjusting his gait, he turned to head back to the group, a bit more energy in his steps than there had been before. He didn't have to worry about wasting his energy now, his work was done for the day. He could just kick back and let them bring their findings back to the cave. Still, this meant more questions were going to be asked soon, and most likely check-ups around the campfire. He rolled his eyes, sighing to himself. No, finding the cave wouldn't be the end of his work. It would be the very beginning. He was sure of it.