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Daks journey wasn't quite what he had expected, much longer than he could have anticipated and much more up hill than ever down. His knees had buckled beneath him more times than he could count. The weight of the pack multiple times crashing down on top of him, only to push off from the dirt bed and continue his strenuous journey. It was at the gates of the small encampment that gave the Republic Medic his first feeling of true worry. It was hearing the two leaders speak with one another that caused him to wonder what he was up against. Time would tell, he was sure of it.
His feet were forced into the scouting camp, the interior coming off to be an almost fortress. From the outside the camp looked like mere tents and walls, but within those walls grew into larger buildings and the tents only acted as masks for the real fortress within. It was when he was put into a small cell that he finally began to relax, a relaxation that was soon broken by the entry of Vincent. The options he gave were each equally appealing, but the thought of rest overwhelmed him more than any other, and that would be his choice.
"I wish for rest, Sir.. or at least a moments solitude..."
He let out a breath of pent up stress and frustration. The journey had more than fatigued him, his bones ached as much as his muscles from the weight he carried. Using the wall to support his upper body he would look up at the towering interspecies truly unsure as to what was next in his journey. With one quick breath inward he closed his eyes, hoping it wasn't some sick joke Vincent had boiled up.
His feet were forced into the scouting camp, the interior coming off to be an almost fortress. From the outside the camp looked like mere tents and walls, but within those walls grew into larger buildings and the tents only acted as masks for the real fortress within. It was when he was put into a small cell that he finally began to relax, a relaxation that was soon broken by the entry of Vincent. The options he gave were each equally appealing, but the thought of rest overwhelmed him more than any other, and that would be his choice.
"I wish for rest, Sir.. or at least a moments solitude..."
He let out a breath of pent up stress and frustration. The journey had more than fatigued him, his bones ached as much as his muscles from the weight he carried. Using the wall to support his upper body he would look up at the towering interspecies truly unsure as to what was next in his journey. With one quick breath inward he closed his eyes, hoping it wasn't some sick joke Vincent had boiled up.