The Open Road

“Thank you, Sione.” He told the girl as she had agreed to look for a place that they might establish a camp for the night. “I can keep going if need be.” leaving the decision entirely up to her, though they had been walking for most of the day only taking a short break at mid-day and the sun was already beginning to set – causing the boys shadow to stretch out across the road. Distorted in the fading light like thin ribbons writhing about the path as the fabric of his cloak fluttered about him. Though ultimately he would leave it up to Sione, stopping around here to set up a camp might not have been particularly safe, neither was traveling along the road in the dead of night. Each had their own risks. Though a camp fire most of all. Chin tipped upward; looking towards sky thankfully the sky was mostly clear and it was not so cold that they would need to risk the flame.

Demetrius looked at the shack, nodding his head before turning and looking around at the nearby foliage and hill line. A particularly good spot which was covered by both bushes, trees, and hills, yet still somehow had line of sight caught his eye as he smiled. "You'll both stay in there for the night, then, yes? I'll keep watch if it's like that," he says to @sione in particular, looking at her for approval. His eyes glance to Xin and he pauses, pondering how the boy might affect a combat situation.

The boy moved quietly from room to room seemingly oblivious to the gaze that Demetrius had given him as Xin wandered through the shack the first room revealed a small cot that did not exactly appear inviting. He stared at It a long moment as if trying to determine if it was usable or not, though the buildup of dust which seemed to line every flat surface was certainly off-putting. Perhaps he would have liked to sleep outside rather than the abandoned home. It was abandoned it even had that smell about it so he did not think anyone would mind them making use of it. his head fell towards the side as towards one corner of the room was a chest, he disappeared into the shadows of the spare room hearing the scrapping of wood as Sione had slid the thick oak beam into place was she really that worried? She had even locked their newfound companion outside though it did not seem that the male was intent on staying indoors with them. Slowly Xin move towards the chest. Clink. He slide the lid open and there was a soft rattling of something metal before he had opened it fully. “Clothes..” he started down at the ‘treasure’ a few common clothes, and a few blankets which had been spared from the elements. “Maybe.” He said aloud before he left the room. His trek through the storage room was a different matter as the room was thick with the scent of mildew a sign of water damage and indeed various books looked like they were about to dissolve. Carefully he took hold of one of the books by the corner and the cover slide off and the pages fell from its binding the words no longer legible. He let the remainder of the book fall from his grasp to simply litter the floor and made his way back towards the living-area which happened to share the space with the kitchen and dining area. There where something about the small Shack that suggested the place was quite homely once upon a time. The boy returned. “I found some blankets we might use that don’t seem too dirty. And some books, though those don’t seem salvageable.” Books were always of some value and even rare in some instances, yet these were hardly fit for kindling.It’s a shame their words are lost to us.