"The hail destroyed your car? That doesn't bode well."
The climate controls really have gone haywire if it's snowing and hailing in Taxon. Wesley frowns. They can't stay around hoping that their captors will fix the problem before it's too late for the people stuck here.
"There appear to be a series of tunnel entrances which are now accessible. We're splitting off into two teams. Bravo team is taking the higher entrance. Alpha will take this closest one. Once Buffy gets here, we're set to go, I believe."
He is fascinated by the morphing creatures abilities, but sadly there is little time to delve into where he is from and what his species it.
Looking around he wonders where Honeythorn Gump has gone and whether he also plans to explore the tunnels.
Wesley moves to stand closer to Fred, speaking in a lowered tone.
"I don't suppose you have some aspirin in that bag of provisions do you?" He rubs at his brow again, wishing that the blasted pressure behind his eyes would dissipate.
[Location: Osten]
The climate controls really have gone haywire if it's snowing and hailing in Taxon. Wesley frowns. They can't stay around hoping that their captors will fix the problem before it's too late for the people stuck here.
"There appear to be a series of tunnel entrances which are now accessible. We're splitting off into two teams. Bravo team is taking the higher entrance. Alpha will take this closest one. Once Buffy gets here, we're set to go, I believe."
He is fascinated by the morphing creatures abilities, but sadly there is little time to delve into where he is from and what his species it.
Looking around he wonders where Honeythorn Gump has gone and whether he also plans to explore the tunnels.
Wesley moves to stand closer to Fred, speaking in a lowered tone.
"I don't suppose you have some aspirin in that bag of provisions do you?" He rubs at his brow again, wishing that the blasted pressure behind his eyes would dissipate.