- NATE -
Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
Whatever metal he has to spare is dutifully handed over to Amun, scraps of wire and a dagger, for all the good it does. The earth is just as inhospitable to them as the rest of this place is, but Nate can hold his tongue, can keep his head down and try. At least until his shovel snaps. A dark rumble leaves him, curses and more muttered into his shoulder as he stands up straight, stretching while he does, and hurls the jagged remnants in his hand off to the side.
Nate grabs at his bag again, rifling through it until he pulls out a piton and his hammer. ”I don’t think we need to resort to lightning just yet.” Theres a savage grin spreading over his face as Nate drives the piton into the ground, driving the spike in in a single strike and pulling it out again. The plan is to go all around the perimeter, to loosen everything up. And if it doesn’t work, hey, at least he gets to work out some of his frustration.
Nate throws his hammer away and starts usi mg a piton and hammer to loosen up the ground
Nate grabs at his bag again, rifling through it until he pulls out a piton and his hammer. ”I don’t think we need to resort to lightning just yet.” Theres a savage grin spreading over his face as Nate drives the piton into the ground, driving the spike in in a single strike and pulling it out again. The plan is to go all around the perimeter, to loosen everything up. And if it doesn’t work, hey, at least he gets to work out some of his frustration.
Nate throws his hammer away and starts usi mg a piton and hammer to loosen up the ground
Will you chew until it bleeds?
Can you get up off your knees?
Can you get up off your knees?
