Sixteen tons and what do I get?

[Halbarad]

With nothing else he can do at the moment, Phil tracks the descending object, trying to get as exact a fix as he can on where it lands.

[Dracos]

Well, it is somewhere in those mountains.  He should be able to find the general location with a map.

Though it is getting kind of late out here.

Dracos

[Halbarad]

Doing his best to fix the location in mind, Phil turns towards home. Tomorrow was DEFINITELY a day to head for the mountains...

[Dracos]

And so Phil awoke to a new day in Sixton, his parents downstairs preparing breakfast...

Dracos

[Halbarad]

Phil heads downstairs with his backpack packed, map and first aid supplies at the ready (it wouldn't be the first time he'd climbed the mountain, and skinned knees weren't too unlikely.) Settling in at the table with a grin, he announced his find to his parents, and his intention to go see what the strange object was. "I've never seen anything from outer space before!"

[Dracos]

"That's...nice son.  Remember to get to school on time." His father responded distractedly.

Dracos

[Halbarad]

"Oh, er... right Dad, of course!" Phil blushes a bit, having completely forgotten about school in his exuberance. But his plans remain unchanged - this is way too cool to skip out on because of school, and he's already ahead, so why not take a day off? Besides, with everyone else in school there'd be no chance that anyone else would be following him to cause trouble like last night.

[Dracos]

Breakfast was swiftly served, followed by his mom making sure he got ready for school and kissing him goodbye for the day.

Dracos

[Halbarad]

Phil makes a face at the kiss, waving to his parents before heading out into the bright sunshine beyond. Taking just a few moments to refer to his map, he strikes out for the mountains!

[Dracos]

Heading out to the mountains, he found it a rather chilly day.  Maybe it'd be good to sneak back in and get his coat and a lunch before heading out.

Dracos

[Halbarad]

Phil checked his lunch from his mom at that thought, making sure he DID remember to bring it, before heading back for home at a jog to grab a jacket.

[Dracos]

Fooded and Jacketed, Phil was ready for absolutely anything.

"Hey, its shrimp!"

Except that.

Definitely not that.

Maybe they'd go away if he didn't look?

Dracos

[Halbarad]

Phil DOESN'T look, simply making tracks as fast as his feet will carry him. As he goes, he rummages in his backpack yet again, finally withdrawing his best chance of getting away in one piece... Dropping the skateboard on the street in front of him, he jumped aboard, propelling it forward as fast as he possibly can...

[Dracos]

He made his escape, by skateboard!  Whoa!  They chased after him, but he quickly gained the lead with the skateboard, getting ahead and slipping around town, free!

Dracos

[Halbarad]

Sticking to the skateboard while still on paved roads, Phil started on his journey out to the mountains...