Getting off the carriage, Simon stretched his stiff legs, frozen solid from the hours spent sitting still inside the carriage. Bashing his legs in a pseudo-massage manner, he tried to tenderise his legs as soon as possible, for he did not want to miss the first foray into their new home. "Guys, don't ditch m- shit, shit, shit...! *Plop*"
Planting face first into the ground, he spat out clods of dry dust. "Could someone please help our Dwarven leader get up from his 'predicament'..."
Rolling his eyes, Lewis asked around to see if anyone was willing to help Simon get up from his embarrassment. "Ooh, ooh, lemm help!"
Raising her hand in the air, Goblina volunteered, using as much strength as she could muster in her tiny arms of hers, heaving Simon up. As she lay down tired, Simon came up to her, thanking her for her efforts. "Umm...thanks for helping me out, Goby." "No problemo. We should all help each other out anyways..." What she didn't see was the light red blush appearing on Simon's cheeks as he thanked her.
"Oi, you two lovebirds, come and check out the land once you two have finished flirting with each other! We gotta make sure that the land is perfect for the rocket!"
Yelling from behind, Duncan hollered for Simon and Goblina to come quickly, so they could conduct an initial survey of where their rocket centre would be.
Atop a makeshift platform that Lewis had managed to create using some materials, the group (minus Titus) surveyed the land, taking in its appearance. The nearly 2 m tall grass made it nearly impossible to accurately calculate what the contours of the land were, but the uniformity of the grass made it easy for them to guess that most of the land was flat in general, perfect for them to create their buildings and all other experimental labs.
"Wheeee-Ow!"
Felling mischievous, Goblina entered the fields, wanting to run through the grass, feeling it flow through her clothes. That was until she somehow managed to trip and fall.
"What the heck is this!?"
Rubbing her ankles, she picked up a bunch of rocks underneath her. Confused, she turned her head towards the group, especially Duncan, for the rocks had burnt marks etched on their surfaces. "Umm, what does this mean...?"
At first, Duncan looked at her with strange eyes, wondering whether she was dumb or not. Then he realised that they were dumb, for they did not know anything about this plot of land. "Yeah...this place used to be owned by a tribe of beastmen, until the land grew harsh and bleak, resulting in a lack of grazeable grass. This forced them to migrate to better locations in search of more fertile lands. Since they didn't need this land no more, I...somehow managed to find out about this, buting it from the. Was fucking cheap, hehehehehe..."
Twirling the stubs of what he called a beard, Duncan proudly looked at the disgusted faces of Celine and Goblina, who were ready to throw punches at him.
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Squatting in between the tall grass, the young girl's eyes shrank in anger. Clenching her fists, she shrank back as quietly as possible, not intending for her enemies to find her because of her mistake.
You'd better watch your back, imperium scum! Once Kiana is full, she'll come back for you...