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((As an OOC note, if you want your character to try and steal things [or 'borrow'] from their camp, please make sure that we are on to reply because one or both WILL wake up.

We have no problem RPing it... Just don't take advantage of us being offline and use it as a chance to pilfer. Thanks. <3

[This kinda excludes IoDM cause well... He's the GM. :B]))

It was late morning by the time Antony finally stirred, having slept pretty damn well considering. Much better than the night before at the very least.

Somehow, she had shifted so that she was using Jamal's chest as a make shift pillow. Not that she'd realize this until she woke up fully.

For now, her eyes stayed closed, and Antony willed herself back to sleep. Or tried to anyways. Her actions failed, and she was left half awake and half asleep.

Antony really didn't want to get up, but the sun in her eyes demanded otherwise. After rolling over and away from the blasted sun, she sat up and immediately looked to the fire, which was still burning though needed more wood.

She made a mental note to gather more today as well.

Then her eyes went to the 'fridge' and she was happy that everything was how she left it. At the mere thought of food, her stomach rumbled painfully, and she cringed openly. They should really try a hand at fishing or... something today. Protein was needed, badly.

Her eyes moved over to Jamal when he grunted, chuckling softly as he rolled over. She herself took her glasses off, setting them aside so that she could rub the sleep from her eyes before replacing them back on her head.

They definately needed more food, and she wasn't about to go hunting after wild animals with naught but a knife from the bar and no experience whatsoever.

Maybe they could set some sort of snare trap? Or they could dig a hole and cover it up with leaves and stuff?

"Yep, thankfully," she replied, eyes moving to appraise his ankle momentarily. "At least your ankle looks a bit better..."

Antony stood, stretching before collecting her discarded clothing. Namely her bra and pants, which she shrugged on easily before she went in search of her foot wear. "We need to find a way to get meat since it doesn't seem like the power is coming back to the village."

"You don't need weapons for a trap though..." She smiled, the more she thought about the trap idea, the more her mind began to put plans together. Pulling a few ideas from both movies and her own hunting experiences, Antony began tweaking them to fit their cause.

This may just work.

"Have you ever seen Hidalgo?" Pausing, Antony thought for a moment before nodding, "They set traps in it where they dig holes and put a bunch of spears facing upwards in it. We don't have spears, but I'm sure we can fashion sharp sticks or something... Then cover the hole with vegetation so you can't see the hole. Maybe even bait it..."

She trailed off, mind whirling over the possibilities. It was the same look she had when she got some hairbrained idea for a tattoo, or one of her mechanic projects.

"Well, we have a shovel and a knife," she murmured, half speaking to herself in thought. It was, in her opinion, quite a good idea, and it didn't involve her running after a wild animal with naught but a knife.

Boots on and laced, Antony gave an irritable look towards the jungle before making her way towards it, scooping up the knife on the way there, "I'll be back in a bit."

She could have sworn she saw some bamboo earlier, maybe there was some growing around here as well. It didn't take her long before she was in the thick of the forest and unable to see the beach anymore.

Making sure to go relatively straight as to not get lost, Antony kept her eyes out for fruit as well. She easily identified a few coconut trees, as well as a few other plants bearing the types of fruit that Anjali had collected several days ago. This was good.

After a bit of wandering, she found a rather large amount of bamboo, ranging in sizes. Maybe some of these could be used for more than just a trap.

Now came the physical labor. Stooping down on her knees, Antony took out the knife and began to chop. It was slow work, but she didn't mind. The work soothed her to a degree, and soon she was humming happily to herself, despite her stomach's rumblings.

She remembered that bamboo shoots were edible as well, and while she was down on her knees hacking down stalks of bamboo, Antony made sure to gather any shoots that she found. Soon she had a rather decent pile of both on either side of her.

Standing back up, her eyes went upwards until she spied some low hanging vines. Perfect. These were soon cut free and yanked down. With the 'rope,' she tied up the bamboo stalks she had cut down, wrapping the leftover vine around the bundle and tying that off as well.

As for the bamboo shoots, Antony bent down and hacked off the end of a rather thick bamboo stalk at the joint so that she now had a cylinder open at one end. The shoots she had collected were stuffed in there, and without thinking twice of where to carry them, the 'container' was shoved between the girls.

Hefting the bamboo over her shoulder so that it was parallel to the ground and perpendicular to herself, Antony made her way back to the beach.

Who knows how long it had taken, but when she finally emerged from the jungle, Antony was covered in sweat. Part one of the mission accomplished.