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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Krizzel" data-source="post: 668631" data-attributes="member: 9062">September 2nd, 20151123 hours, local timeIsla San CarmoThe hours pass by as you march carefully through the jungle, accompanied only by the buzz and whine of insects, and the occaisional screech of bird or beast.  The heat has become oppressive, so much so that sweat quickly begins to soak through your fatigues.  But that's hardly even an annoyance, really, after all the training and missions you've been through before that were much, much worse.Finally a quick look at Wraith's gauntlet tells him that the rendezvous point is near, perhaps another twenty or thirty minutes walk.  As he looks back up, though, something strange catches his ear, and he holds up a fist, silently calling for a halt.  Everyone crouches and takes cover, spying around them carefully.  Wraith looks off to his right, and he thinks he can see something moving a couple hundred feet off.  He can clearly hear the sound now - voices.Blaster hears it too - a dialect of spanish - and he can see at least two somethings out there, between the leaves, branches, and rocks.  Concentrating for a moment he could pick out some words...(a very rough translation)"Man, why'd you have to screw up, you stupid prick?!" one voice complains.  "This sucks!""Oh, shut up!" another voice counters.  "Have you seen any sign of them yet?"You can't make out much at this distance other than the movement - even though they obviously aren't trying to be stealthy (or maybe they're just terrible at it), they still seem to blend into the jungle somewhat.  Whoever they are, they appear to be moving in your direction, at a heading perpendicular to your own.</blockquote>

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