"-U.L.K., still following target. Presumably 45 beltas from Mipedim. The decrease of hiding spots has interfered. Don't worry, shouldn't be a problem." I close the communicator, not waiting for a response to be heard through the speakers. It was not in my allowance or interest to compromise the mission, after all. My toes are steadied carefully in the hot sand. I had to be as quiet as possible, naturally. I couldn't fail. As a Mandiblor, you are already the lowest of the low. It is your duty to obey your orders, and to not mess it all up.
Duties are duties, absolutely stupid or not. I still did not understand why Lore would want me to fetch a common Mipedian Mugic-I'm positive we had one or two in reserve for study, and, whether I was perfection in stealth or not, it was a risky move. Stealth requires cover. There is very little of that in the wide-open …show more content…
So much for getting my mind off of this.
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If you were to ask me right now what was happening, I'd say this was all some humongous mistake. My body was tumbling in the air, free falling, yet the air felt like some sort of syrup; it felt like an eternity to get down wherever I was going to fall. Sand quickly fell into mud, and, however brief, rocks fell were placed into drier dirt as Overworld Desert transformed into Underworld Dirt.
The sand below the area Wistanne stood collapsed, and now I'm here. Everything happened in an instant, and I believe anyone would have trouble describing it. I fired an attack-Vine Snare, I believe, and somehow gripped into the jutting rocks. The vine quickly snapped, though, but I was able to reduce the impact of the fall just enough so I wouldn't break any bones.
The walls and floor is some gritty and damp mixture, a greenish brown. The place has a peculiar smell-seems like it goes in deep, too. Another thing that's obvious was that it was dark-near pitch black, except the small light filtering through the hole above. I couldn't see any growth,
Duties are duties, absolutely stupid or not. I still did not understand why Lore would want me to fetch a common Mipedian Mugic-I'm positive we had one or two in reserve for study, and, whether I was perfection in stealth or not, it was a risky move. Stealth requires cover. There is very little of that in the wide-open …show more content…
So much for getting my mind off of this.
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If you were to ask me right now what was happening, I'd say this was all some humongous mistake. My body was tumbling in the air, free falling, yet the air felt like some sort of syrup; it felt like an eternity to get down wherever I was going to fall. Sand quickly fell into mud, and, however brief, rocks fell were placed into drier dirt as Overworld Desert transformed into Underworld Dirt.
The sand below the area Wistanne stood collapsed, and now I'm here. Everything happened in an instant, and I believe anyone would have trouble describing it. I fired an attack-Vine Snare, I believe, and somehow gripped into the jutting rocks. The vine quickly snapped, though, but I was able to reduce the impact of the fall just enough so I wouldn't break any bones.
The walls and floor is some gritty and damp mixture, a greenish brown. The place has a peculiar smell-seems like it goes in deep, too. Another thing that's obvious was that it was dark-near pitch black, except the small light filtering through the hole above. I couldn't see any growth,