Once she's limped up to the gathering, Eleanor props her bike against the rear wheel of the truck and turns her attention to Jamie.
"Did he just... faint?" she inquires, already knowing the answer.
The unknown woman nods woodenly as her two male companions stoop and make preparations to lift Jamie from his resting place in the mulch. Eleanor rolls her eyes.
"Awesome."
She takes possession of his sword, shaking her head hopelessly all the while, and waits for the men to load him and her bike onto their vehicle.
"I'm Eleanor by the way, and Sleeping Beauty there is Jamie. Thanks for saving us."
"You're welcome," the woman replies, smiling cordially now. She's a redhead of average height and slender build. Not unattractive. Her age is hard to judge, Eleanor pegs her somewhere in her late thirties. "You're not the first people to have run foul of this forest," she continues, "and I'm sure you won't be the last."
She extends a hand towards Eleanor. "Emily."
As the blonde shakes, the guys pause in their work to introduce themselves as well.
"Dan," says the first. He's stocky and youthful. "Ethan," says the second. He's clearly the oldest of the group, and taller than Dan. They both have brown hair, tightly cropped in the former's case, longer and slightly receding in the latter's.
"Nice to meet you all," Eleanor returns, politely. They seem harmless enough.
"We should go," Emily then prompts, putting the men back on task.
Eleanor agrees. She swallows the many questions she has for these folks and lets Emily help her clamber aboard the truck bed next to the recumbent Jamie. Before long her bike is up there as well, and they're off and rolling towards the village (http://community.livejournal.com/shatterverse/181137.html?thread=12647825#t12647825).
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"Did he just... faint?" she inquires, already knowing the answer.
The unknown woman nods woodenly as her two male companions stoop and make preparations to lift Jamie from his resting place in the mulch. Eleanor rolls her eyes.
"Awesome."
She takes possession of his sword, shaking her head hopelessly all the while, and waits for the men to load him and her bike onto their vehicle.
"I'm Eleanor by the way, and Sleeping Beauty there is Jamie. Thanks for saving us."
"You're welcome," the woman replies, smiling cordially now. She's a redhead of average height and slender build. Not unattractive. Her age is hard to judge, Eleanor pegs her somewhere in her late thirties. "You're not the first people to have run foul of this forest," she continues, "and I'm sure you won't be the last."
She extends a hand towards Eleanor. "Emily."
As the blonde shakes, the guys pause in their work to introduce themselves as well.
"Dan," says the first. He's stocky and youthful. "Ethan," says the second. He's clearly the oldest of the group, and taller than Dan. They both have brown hair, tightly cropped in the former's case, longer and slightly receding in the latter's.
"Nice to meet you all," Eleanor returns, politely. They seem harmless enough.
"We should go," Emily then prompts, putting the men back on task.
Eleanor agrees. She swallows the many questions she has for these folks and lets Emily help her clamber aboard the truck bed next to the recumbent Jamie. Before long her bike is up there as well, and they're off and rolling towards the village (http://community.livejournal.com/shatterverse/181137.html?thread=12647825#t12647825).