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awashlogs2018-03-18 10:43 pm
brightlyshines) wrote in awashlogs2018-03-18 10:43 pm
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Who: Estelle Bright & whoever else wants to bother her!
Where: The town, the lakeside.
When: Open prompts on the 18th, private prompt with Joshua on the night of the 15th.
What: Estelle's finally located some fishing poles. She's ready to see what she can fish up, but unfortunately, the lake has some rather interesting fish... Also, collecting firewood.
Warnings: creepy mutant fish with too many heads and teeth, ahoy.
Locked to Joshua - night of the 15th
[Estelle was tired, dirty and hungry, but mostly tired. Their investigations today provided more questions than answers, and with dark falling soon, she knew they'd get little else done today. Stumbling around in the dark wasn't going to get them anywhere safely or sanely.
Better to rest up, see what tomorrow brought-- not that she had to like it, of course.]
Aaaaah... what I wouldn't give for a proper bed. How about you, Joshua?
Fishing at the Lakeside - 18th
[It had taken some hunting, but eventually Estelle had managed to find a few fishing poles in an empty boathouse. Some fishing enthusiast had left them behind, no doubt, and Estelle hopes wherever the previous owner was, they weren't missing them too much. She manages to collect some bits of foodstuff from the store as well as some bugs before heading out to the lakeside, settling in and casting her line. She's still not sure about testing out this water herself, but if there were any fish, she'd find them.
Now to wait. All she needed was a touch....
While she does though, maybe someone might join her? There's a few spare poles set off to the side, after all.]
Baby it's gonna get cold outside - 18th
[While cuddling up with Joshua at night was nice and certainly warm, Estelle knew that ready to use firewood was probably going to be necessary at some point for people here. She didn't have an axe to cut at trees, but there was plenty of broken and useless furniture laying around, ready to be broken apart. So Estelle selects a few especially unrepairable looking pieces, broken frames and rotten through chairs, and gets to work on them, using a rock to knock pieces loose when her hands won't do.
Slowly but surely, a sizable pile will form. An even bigger one might form with a little help! Or maybe someone needs some firewood to keep warm at night? She'll be leaving the pile out near the store for everyone once she's done.]
Where: The town, the lakeside.
When: Open prompts on the 18th, private prompt with Joshua on the night of the 15th.
What: Estelle's finally located some fishing poles. She's ready to see what she can fish up, but unfortunately, the lake has some rather interesting fish... Also, collecting firewood.
Warnings: creepy mutant fish with too many heads and teeth, ahoy.
Locked to Joshua - night of the 15th
[Estelle was tired, dirty and hungry, but mostly tired. Their investigations today provided more questions than answers, and with dark falling soon, she knew they'd get little else done today. Stumbling around in the dark wasn't going to get them anywhere safely or sanely.
Better to rest up, see what tomorrow brought-- not that she had to like it, of course.]
Aaaaah... what I wouldn't give for a proper bed. How about you, Joshua?
Fishing at the Lakeside - 18th
[It had taken some hunting, but eventually Estelle had managed to find a few fishing poles in an empty boathouse. Some fishing enthusiast had left them behind, no doubt, and Estelle hopes wherever the previous owner was, they weren't missing them too much. She manages to collect some bits of foodstuff from the store as well as some bugs before heading out to the lakeside, settling in and casting her line. She's still not sure about testing out this water herself, but if there were any fish, she'd find them.
Now to wait. All she needed was a touch....
While she does though, maybe someone might join her? There's a few spare poles set off to the side, after all.]
Baby it's gonna get cold outside - 18th
[While cuddling up with Joshua at night was nice and certainly warm, Estelle knew that ready to use firewood was probably going to be necessary at some point for people here. She didn't have an axe to cut at trees, but there was plenty of broken and useless furniture laying around, ready to be broken apart. So Estelle selects a few especially unrepairable looking pieces, broken frames and rotten through chairs, and gets to work on them, using a rock to knock pieces loose when her hands won't do.
Slowly but surely, a sizable pile will form. An even bigger one might form with a little help! Or maybe someone needs some firewood to keep warm at night? She'll be leaving the pile out near the store for everyone once she's done.]
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[Estelle pulls a hook out from a pocket, tying it off at the end of the line after pulling the line through the loops of the rod.]
There! Now you just put a piece of bread or a bug on the hook. I haven't figure out what kind of bait suits this place best yet, so I'm kind of testing this and that.
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A bit of bread... [The tip of his tongue sticks out as he prepares the bait and then lowers it into the water.] And now we wait and hope something bites, right?
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[She gives him a thumbs up, grinning.]
Just need to pay attention to your line-- if you get a nibble, you'll feel it. That means a fish is checking it out. When it bites, it'll be a bigger tug, and that's when you reel it in!
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Oh! I felt it! [He wilts a second later, when he realizes he's probably scared the fish off with his knee-jerk reaction.] Ah... it's gone.
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Just give it time! Pulling too quickly is no good, they want to check out the bait first, you know? But you're already pretty on the ball about staying aware of the line, which is great.
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At least now we know there's definitely something to catch in the water. [He does his best to keep the fishing rod still as he watches the occasional ripple across the water's surface.]