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 Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2006 1:01 pm
Lily follows behind Colche quietly until she reaches the cool sands beneath the palm. She'd only spent a brief amount of time on the beach before now, but couldn't be happier to be there right now- maybe if she managed to find some food.
Digging her feet in the sand she looks back at Colche and nods, "I'll go look for food, then. You wait here?" Her stomach rumbles in it's own demanding way, she looks towards the trees at the edge of the sands- there had to be some fruit bearing trees near here.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 5:49 pm
Jamal returned after an extended time, having wandered off to the river in search of rocks and whatnot that might potentially be good for stablizing the new spikes once they had the pit repaired. He'd taken his jeans off, tied the legs into knots near the ankles, and jammed as many rocks as he could manage into it, then hefted it over his back to haul it back. Probably not a good idea as far as his clothing was concerned, but he could carry much more this way. He'd have to make a few trips either way.
With a grunt, he dropped the rock-filled jeans at the edge of the pit and surveyed the damage with a sullen sort of expression.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 5:52 pm
Antony was just watching Stewart leave when Jamal returned with a bunch of rocks. Tilting her head to the side, she raised an eyebrow before smiling, forgetting about Stewart for the time being.
"Now what?" She asked, running a hand absently through her hair.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 6:03 pm
"Well, first I figger we gotta get all dat loose dirt 'n broke spikes outta there so we kin' try ta strengthen da sides..." he said after a thoughtful pause, shifting into a squatting position at the side of the pit to try and figure the best way to go about stablizing the pit walls. He wasn't sure if it would work that well and he really honestly didn't want to have to do this again tomorrow.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 6:09 pm
She rubbed her face and sighed deeply, looking down into the pit and at the sides. Tilting her head to the side, her brow furrowed in thought, eyes glancing up towards the vegetation around them before returning them to the trap.
Antony had an idea.
"After that..." She trailed off, pointing towards the corners first, "Bamboo posts there, and then maybe weave vines or something to make a net..." Her hands followed moved as she spoke, motioning towards the caved in wall as well as the others, "And then... maybe weave in leaves to keep the dirt in place? I don't know..." Frowning in thought, she looked up at Jamal for his opinion.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 6:14 pm
Jamal shrugged indifferently, but nodded as an afterthought as he stood up again and started to dump the contents of his jeans onto the jungle floor.
"Could work...not like we gotta lotta options. Might as well try. What else we got ta do anyway?"
This was probably going to take awhile. Oh well...at least he could keep himself busy and not think about how badly his neck hurt. Seemed like the black man traded off one injury for another one with the way things were going.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 6:27 pm
"Nothing," she stated, glaring at the hole before hefting up one of the bamboo stalks and carrying it over to one of the not caved in corners. Shoving it in sharp side down, Antony leaned her weight down on it till it went in about six inches and would stand by itself.
After she repeated the motion with the other three stalks (since none of the corners were caved in) before going to grab a sizeable rock to use as a hammer.
"I'll work on reinforcing these walls," she said, hoping he would take the hint and start fixing the 'broken' wall.
She then went to hammer in the stakes another foot or so till they were even with the ground. It took a while, but she eventually got it done. Next she cut down vines from the surrounding area, and weaved them betweeen the two stakes on all the walls but Jamals. Leaving enough left for his stakes, she went to cut down some large, sturdy leaves, which she fitted behind her weavings and the wall of dirt.
This was repeated on all the other sides, and then would be repeated on Jamal's side once he finished digging it out.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 6:34 pm
Jamal did start working on the broken wall, starting first at the top by trying to pack it down a bit so it wouldn't crumble as he dug, then entered the pit and started chucking the dirt out with his bare hands. He figured that once the vines were up and the leaves in place, they could fill in the hole and hopefully back it in so it'd be somewhat sturdy and not fall in again...or at least allow some sort of animal to walk on it without disintergrating.
It took some time just to get the crumblings of the wall up and outside the hole and by the time he was done, Jamal was filthy.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 6:41 pm
Once he was out of the pit, she went in. Sitting on her butt on the side and then carefully sliding into the pit so that she didn't land on any spikes, Antony immediately went to fixing the spikes. She used the same method she had putting them in, and then moved to lean up against the vine and leaf wall that wasn't fully filled in. This way, she could support it more when Jamal was filling it in.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 6:45 pm
Jamal waited until she was out of the way, then started to roll the odd-sized rocks into the pit, careful that they didn't land on Antony as they fell in. The amount of rocks he had wasn't much, and it was obvious that he'd have to go back for more. At least it was a start.
As the last ones were put in, he stood and threw the abused pair of jeans over his shoulder. "Gonna go get more," he drawled before disappearing where he had gone last time to get more rocks.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 6:51 pm
Antony waited until he finished rolling the rocks before going to pick them up and distribute them around the pit floor in a way so that they supported the stakes.
She did this until she ran out of rocks, working her way from one side to the other.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 6:55 pm
It was probably 20min or so before he returned, somewhat cleaner, but shining from a combination of river water and sweat. Over his shoulder again were his jeans, packed to the max with rocks. The poor things looked about ready to burst....his pants were not going to last long at this rate.
Again he dumped the contents and when she was ready, he rolled them into the pit.
He went through this process at least twice more and by now, his back was twinging painfully in response to the hard labor and his hands and the skin of his back were rubbed raw and sore from all the rocks.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 6:59 pm
Antony repeated the rock packing procedure with each new load of rocks, and was just as glad when she was finished. "Anything else?" She asked him, wanting to make sure they were finished with the stuff in there before getting out of the pit and covering it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 7:02 pm
"Naw, I think dat's it," he said, trying to stretch out his aching back muscles by briefly arching his back, then bent over to peer dubiously down into the pit. It -looked- stable...
He just needed to fill in the collapsed wall with the spare dirt he pulled from the pit bottom.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 7:05 pm
Antony was sore as well, but didn't complain, she already felt bad enough already for the condition his neck was in. "M'kay."
She raised her arms for a help up because she sure as hell didn't want to ruin the walls too much, "I'll work out your back later if you want."
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