Getting Started

[Kimmie Rox]

OoC|| Ben? o.O
BiC|| Shannon watched him from afar, her arms crossed. Go talk to him. Yeah, go. You're such a loser...you can't even talk to someone. This is why you have no friends. She bit her lip and looked away. God, why can't I talk to him? This is ridiculous.

[Dante]

ooc:// Oh, sorry. I'm doing another rp, in which my character is an assassin named Ben. xP

bic://
He finished washing off his hand as best he could, turning and walking back to the group, and taking the rock in his other hand, bending down and pounding at the poles, back into the notch. He didn't want to use his other hand, not when it was possibly still bleeding. He didn't have anything to bandage it with, so he'd just have to wash it regularly. Infection could well mean death.

[Kimmie Rox]

OoC|| 'sokay. I do that all the time XD
BiC|| "You're a hard worker." Shannon commented. "We need more people like you out here." Yeah, does he ever stop working? She smiled, uncrossing and recrossing her arms repeatedly, as if nervous. Which she was.

[Dante]

"Thanks." Dominic said with a smile, before looking backup at her mouth open, like almost always, "Why are you doing that?" He asked, before looking back down at the poles. The frame, a rectangle was set, and Dominic got up, heading over to the two 'V''s he had made before. Now for the tricky part.

[Kimmie Rox]

"Doing what?" Shannon asked, cocking her head to the side. She finally decided on releasing her arms. "What am I doing?"

[Dante]

"Crossing and uncrossing your arms so much." He told her, before sticking the ends into the sand, to the tied-up part faced upwards. He did this for both, the hauled some vine over to there, and dragged the rectangle over, to it rested beside. Then wincing as he used his injured hand, he maneuvered it between the two frames. He'd lift it and tie it to where the upright poles converted enough to hols it snugly (about a foot up). This would be difficult for anyone who could see, and Dominic more so.

[Kimmie Rox]

"Oh..." Shannon blushed. "Sorry." She laughed nervously. "That's really cool." She pointed to the cot.

[Dante]

Dominic, quite unable to see the blush, lifted one side of the rectangle to wedge it in firmly about foot up, and then scrambling to the other side and wedging it there. "Thanks." He told Shannon, studying his work. He then grabbed the vine and walked over to one end, getting ready for the task of tying it all together. He hadn't 'looked' around for a bit, where the others still there? They were being very quiet of so.

[Dante]

ooc:// Since this thread is pretty much dead, and I'm not much for 'liquid' charries, Dominic has finished his cot and gone to the pond.

[Kimmie Rox]

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