Exile on Main Street

[Dracos]

"Sports store for that then.  But I'm not sure if we can find javalins here.  One sec..."

Dracos gets online on his own laptop, doing a hunt for all relevent information on nearby sports stores, directions to such, whatnot.  Same with hunting stores.

Dracos

[Brian]

Your network is strangely laggy (some massive drain on the bandwidth from samiam.org), but you manage to find a sporting goods store in Modesto that sells weapons.  Javelins are not listed on the website, but a phone call to the store verifies that they have some.

[Dracos]

Dracos gets directions.  "Let's rock.  Come on."

Dracos scribbles a note out of for the others, then leads the way out into the car, gets in, waits for Rez to get in.  Following this, he starts roadtrippin' to the place.

Once there he leads the way in looking for:
Good throwing equipment (Preferrably rubberish)
Javilins
Arrows
Frizbees (Discus style preferrably)

Acquiring them, and food, he heads back with rez, the two enjoying food on the way back before heading in the back yard to train.

"So, target practice with frizbees first?"

Dracos

[Rezantis]

"Sounds like a plan, it does."

Rez gets his bow out and sets himself..

[Dracos]

Dracos starts off slow, throwing one of the discus/hoop style frizbees in a random arc each time a good thirty feet away from Rez.

Dracos

[Rezantis]

Drac speeds up as Rez starts plinking frisbees with rubber practice arrows, and after the first ten Rez has managed to knock nine of them out of the sky - his tenth arrow was a narrow miss.

Annoyingly.

After retrieving the arrows and frisbees, the process gets repeated.  For quite some time.

[Brian]

And so passes a week in relative calm and quiet.  Without any harrasment from S.W.A.T. armored troopers, or anything more surprising than the neighbor from across the street coming by and offering a plate of cookies as a housewarming present.

Ginrai and Huitzil manage to actually get the place clean, once a vaccuum cleaner is found, and all the bedding is washed.  It's livable, if not palatial, and somewhat relaxing.

Also during the course of the week, Ryan McGrail's new credit card arrives in the mail.

But the week is now over, and it's noon on the nineteenth.  Plenty of time to get to Drake's Point, should you decide to do so.  The brief spike of warmer weather has faded, and it's once again snowing (though not very hard).

[Brian]

Exile on Main Street comes to an end, and we move on to: Fastbal: o/` The Way o/`