Exit through the crawlspace or into the river.

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Made to deliver.

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  It was dark. Everything around her was cloaked in a thickness that nearly choked her, above her head the moon hung high, shining in her brilliance. Her fingertips stretched into the woods and tickled the trees and occasionally the forest floor. She didn't know how she got here and where she was going, she was so lost in everything that she couldn't think last her panic and confusion. Ketamine stopped dead in her tracks to try and pull in some of the surrounding area, though it was nearly impossible through the monsterous fog.

 Where was Peyote? Gamma? Why were they somewhere she wasn't? Why hadn't they stopped her from leaving? She shook her head, ocher eyes shut tightly trying to block out the invading thoughts that threatened her current remains of sanity. She tried to reason with her psyche with reasoning thoughts that combated the negative ones.“"They was sleepin' they wouldn't let ya run off withou one o dem"” She convinced herself before panic quickly set in again. Her bag. Where was her bag? Did she have it? In a panic she swung her neck to her side where it normally hung from her shoulders.

 An audible sigh escaped her thin onyx lips as she felt the leather sack dangling. A wave of brief relief washed over her as she found alight comfort. Suddenly a strange cry ripped through the fog and she froze, her maw resting on her bag in fear as her eyes grew wide. She didn't move a muscle as her fear filled eyes scanned the darkness around her, but found nothing.“Huh... Hullo...?” she softly quivered to the darkness. Ketamine shook off her fear physically as fluffed her fur out.“Geet it together mayne... Ain't nuthin there...” she reassured herself before narrowing her eyes at the fog, sticking out her tongue.“Don't fuckin scare me none...” she muttered before sighing heavily once more.

 “Ohoho... Wut da fuck...” The tri colored woman chuckled before she stuck her nose in her bag just slightly, she stuck a tongue out into the satchel and tasted the bitterness on her tongue, she recoiled just slightly before taking one more lick. It wasn't long before the drugs kicked in and her fear was washed away.

 It felt like a deer kicked her in the chest and her breath was washed away by a sudden thump before it was quickly chased away by the world getting ripped out from under her feet. Everything flipped and dizziness flooded her head, thin legs buckled underneath her body before she groaned and fell to her knees. An unearthly groan escaped the tall stump of flesh on the ground as she felt warmth rip through every fiber of her being, any fear was gone, replaced by a calming emptiness, one that soothed her nerve endings with gentle nails of ice.

 Ketamine panted heavily for a few moments as the dizziness subsided and was replaced with a heavy pressure in her cranium, trying to speak her words were slurred and incomprehensible.“Wwwwmmmm.. ainnnscurddsmmmm...” — "Woah mayn... Ain't scurrd no mo..." and the mumbling brought forth a light tinkling giggle that sounded like something from the depths of hell, rolling onto her side she drifted off to sleep for an hour while the effects of the morphine consumed her soul and put at ease any thoughts of monster or demons.

“Curses from the depths.”
“"I Think."”
“"I listen."”
“hover for me ” — "Wouldn't you like to know"

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Through the call of the behemoth, Vendrussel could make other noises. Wolven, it sounded, but off in a way that brought an air of caution on this chilly night. Through the shadows she stalked, head low and body so and foraging through the fog to find them. Hunting down such a strangeness, for the calling of such demons were settling down but not the noise.. Nor' the smell that was coming from them. It made her nose twitch, it was unusual, not something she ever smelled before and surely not somewhere from the mountains..

As she came to there was a wolf. But something was off that caused Vendrussel to hang back a bit, and watch.

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 It didn't take long for the heavy effects to wear off and she was replaced with a tad bit more coherency. Her head was still heavy, the anxiety chased away and replaced with peace... Almost, Ketamines sense of peace at least, the demons she feared surrounded her before had been chased away by a confidence only brought upon her by her PTSD or the drugs. This time it was the drugs. The woman was unaware at first of how much time had passed or that she was being watched and she sighed with a smirk, “Mmm dats better yuh...”She mumbled to herself as she stretched her legs out as she laid on her thin side, wiggling her toes to make sure she had gained mobility back.

 Pulling herself to her feet she stumbled and wavered as she tried to maintain balance, the woman swayed on her feet and made drunkenlike steps trying to get her land legs back, though sea legs were somethin' else. The tri-colored woman shook her body out, trying to shake the feelings of fogginess, her large ears flopping from side to side on her cranium with flapping sounds. Letting out a loud maniacal laugh at herself she let the twinkling break the fog around her, consumed by the thickness her sounds didn't go far.

 The sounds of the behemoth around her threatened her, it's own moans and rumbles surfacing into her audits, she laughed again and furrowed her blackened brows, her salmon and black tongue lolling from the side of her mouth and she made her own ridiculous sounds back, mocking the monster as she began to wiggle her head tauntingly. “OhO lOoKiT mE iMmA bIg ScUrRy MoNsSeR oOoOoOo” she teased, laughing again. Completely unaware at this point she was being watched by anybody, too caught up in her own fun to be aware of anything else.

“Curses from the depths.”
“"I Think."”
“"I listen."”
“hover for me ” — "Wouldn't you like to know"

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Vendrussel remained in hiding, prowling in the shadowy fog as she continued to stalk this wolf. They reminded her of foxes observes in the plains, not looking they belonged to the coast of the north in anyway. However they spoke like a madman, mocking the beast and the continual sniffing and maniacal laughter. She would think they had sea madness, but enough where it led the dragoness remain at bay to watch and observe. The unknown was the most dangerous, and she couldn't determine whether they were friendly at the very least or simply out of their mind. Those not sound of the head were always a switching of aggression, and didn't know if the other would sway and attack her from appearing.

She squinted at them, tempted to call others to escort this one out of the beach for safety of the Ford.

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 The dangers of others were not her concern at the moment, no her concern was the mixture of emotions that flowed through her, and the lack of trauma and pain present at the moment we're her focus and as she pranced in circles with her mocking she grew quickly bored of this and stopped, closing her mouth around her tongue that now lay out of her clasped jaws. She started a small dance, he head bouncing to the left then right as she skipped to her own beat, singing songs that she heard the men sing, ones that always came with their happy shouts and a missing member of the basement. It would be followed by cheers and a stench that she wouldn't forget, sharp bitter smells mixed with skunk-like aromas that clouded the air with thick smog and fog.

  “Я хлебороб, складываю все эти деньги, пока не поднимусь,
Я бизнесмен, я возьму,
консультация, если я провалюсь,
Если я потрачу сумку, я удвоюсь и ударю рогатку.” — I'm a bread man, stacking all this money 'til I climb,
I'm a businessman, I'll take the,
consultation if I flop,
If I spend the bag, I'll double up and hit the slingshot.
The woman had no clue what the words meant or how the context was used but she always enjoyed that melody that came with it, the many men shouting above while throwing light green leaves high above them, clinking glasses and smiling, for them it was a glorious time, for her and her kin it was just sorrow. She was able to push past those feelings of loss and sorrow in this moment and enjoyed the thrumming that flowed through her cranium. She saw a random branch nearby and picked it up, waving it high above her head as she bounced and twirled herself around the small empty clearing she was in.

 She growled playfully at herself as she threw the stick high into the air, the large lithe woman lept up to catch it, but due to the substance in her veins her balance faltered and she missed her landing. Though thin she still landed with a heavy thump and an “Oof” fell forth as she lay on her side, unmoving. Ketamine laid in a silent trace, staring off into the darkness with ocher optics she wondered where she actually was. Did she really care? I mean she cared that she wasn't near her sisters but... She didn't really care. Lost in thoughts the woman didn't move a muscle, lost in thought one might have assumed that her landing caused her to lose consciousness if they couldn't see her open eyes gazing empty and hollow into the nothingness that the fog created before her.

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Vendrussel knew a plethora of languages, her ears twitched to the sound of Russian and the knowing of so ; but an obvious questionable gaze set as she remained watching, and hearing what the rambling was. As the other would move she would naturally follow, carefully prowling through these shadows almost as if she was hunting this wolf, but lacked any will to. More curiosity and suspicious, a madman on the beach was not a normal method, and normally there would be lost individuals. Something about them and the bag was off, and it brought an air of caution to the dragoness, even more then the moaning sound of the mysterious beast in the distance.

However in their play, they stood still. Falling and watching and at the point, only then did Vendrussel reveal herself. She approached from the front, out of the shadows as she looked at this one without an air of aggression, but remained with a prideful raised head. She looked down at them, "are you alright?" Clearly though within everything else that she watched, they were not.. But what would the answer be?

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 She'd been so lost within the chasms of chaos that were her cranium that she didn't notice the woman until she appeared next to her. Ketamine flicked ocher eyes at her and stared, she didn't move for a few seconds, only let her chest rise and fall, before she let her jaw move in response “Yuh... Mmokayyyy...” Ketamine drawled in her gruff voice, her words ladened with her accent, it wasn't always apparent but when she had to switch from Russian words to English the transition was slow, Ketamine was as harmless as a fly.

 Yes she had a trigger switch but it was only flipped when her family was in danger, and here that didn't seem to be a common theme for the vagabond group. How long has she been there? Watching her rave and flip like a lunatic? She wasn't concerned for her immediate safety only because if the woman had wanted to harm her, gods know she had had plenty of time to do so, whether she had been there for a while or only just waltzed in, if she wanted to harm Ketamine she already would have.

 Groaning slightly from the movement, not pain but the effort, Ketamine righted herself to lay on her stomach and raise her head up to look at the newcomer. Her pelt was a mixture of darks, she couldn't tell the exact color of the darker shade due to the light in the area, with a scarf of white wrapped around her shoulders. Her pelt looked very plush and soft, Ketamine held back the desire to crawl over and push her head into the strangers side, it was oh so hard but she managed her impulses this time. Cocking her head to the left she narrowed her eyes ever so slightly to gaze better at the femme. The other woman was tall much like herself, weighing what seemed about the same, but she kept much better care of herself then the disheveled addict did.

 She couldn't help but stare as she slowly examined the other, taking in as much as she could. With a deep breath she inhaled the scents of her and noticed that the woman mixed the dense forest air with the scent of sea and pine, she breathed in even deeper. Ketamine loved the salty smell of the sea and the pine trees were an aroma she had a difficulty ignoring. Smirking she closed her eyes and let a goofy smile cross her features. “Yuhhhh smell gud...” She drawled with a dumb smirk on her face.

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