"Yeah, yeah. Like freaky hallucinations is really any worse than what we have here anyway. Seriously, I just did you a favor." Querta plucked a few cacti, with no thought as to what she was going to do with them. Still, she had forgotten about the cacti juice thing, and felt a little remorseful. Oh, well, nothing to be done about it now.
((ummm.....should I just appear?))
((yeah, we're just picking cacti, I guess, and everyone else 'just showed up', so...))
Red silently started picking the cacti, ignoring Harlon and Querta to hurry along this task. His grin was looking a little evil now, calculating and cool. He glanced over at them for a moment then quickly looked back to his work.
"Woah, what's the hurry, Red? Afraid someone else will come along and take your precious cacti?" Querta glanced at the pile of cacti in her arms. "Well, I got all I can carry. I'm headin' back. You comin'?"
"Hmm..." Harlon continued shoving cacti into his bag until it was full and then he stood up abruptly, and a little precariously. He looked around curiously before he remembered which way they had came and started out back for town. "I'm gonna get you back." He said to Querta. "Not today, not tomorrow. Eventually..."
Querta's eyebrows rose in disbelief. "Now I KNOW you're hallucinating." She sarcastically blew Harlon a kiss before running back the way she came, laughing all the while.
Kiri wandered through the dense forest, avoiding cacti and other prickly things. She wasn't in the mood for a fight, or any kind of interaction. She climbed over a steep hill and once on the other side stopped dead. She could hear voices....and at least one of them sounded human.
"I really am gonna kill er someday." Harlon said, shaking his head. "Can only deal with so much nonsense fore a man snaps." Harlon shifted the bag on his shoulder and looked back at Red. "I may be a little disorganized when we get back to town, don't accept anything under ten gold a head. They're gonna try and guilt ya and whatnot, but it ain't like they need the cacti to save lives."
"Oh no worries here. I wouldn't dream of accepting anything less." Red said deviously. He hefted his sack, one that he had once intended to fill with game, but now bulged with the much more profitable cacti. He grinned even wider. "I know how to deal."
Watching the humans slowly disappear from view, Saskia quickly climbed down the tree she had been hiding in. She looked around for a second, taking in the beauty of the forest. Noticing a forbidden fruit tree, Saskia silently moved across the forest and began to climb. Ever since her own people had turned on her, making it difficult for her to find food, these trees had kept her alive.
Kiri watched for signs of the humans, but could no longer hear them. She cautiously made her way down the embankment, careful to watch for wild animals and sharp cacti.
Red almost started to whistle as he walked along, carrying his sack of reds. He chuckled a little to himself and glanced over at Harlon for a moment before bringing his eyes forward again.
Querta came out of the trres to join Red, holding out her cacti almost as a peace offering. "You want these? I really have no use for them." Trying to sound casual, she asked. "What are you going to do after this? Set more wonderfully cussesful traps?"
Red took her offering, licking his lips a little. "Nah. I'm good for the day. My ankle still feels out of whack." He grinned up at her as he walked along, slowly, carefully.
"Ok, then....bye, I guess," said Querta, walking away after a moment of akwardness.
"Hey now, wait up!" Red called. He walked a little faster, tying to keep up with her.
Turning around nonchalantly, Querta rolled her eyes at him. "What? Don't you have a self-inflicted ankle to nurse?" She picked up her pace just to ignite his temper.
"Yeah, sure." Red responded, his grin never faltering. He walked a little faster and winced slightly. "But I was just thinking you could keep me company. That is, if you don't have anything better to do."
"Well, sure," said Querta, placing her arm on his shoulder and trying to give him the softest look she could still give after moving to this wretched rock. "What did you have in mind?"