“Well, I was in a bit of a rush to leave the Dome. I didn’t really check the doors too carefully. I picked the first of several thousand that lead to England. Let’s just hope we’re in the right century at least,” Jaina let out a cheery laugh. She couldn’t help herself. The look of disbelief on Rhys’ face was simply too much for her. “Don’t worry your pretty self, Rhys. All we have to do is find the nearest town. We can decide what do there.”

“I’m glad to see you’ve put so much careful planning and consideration into this trip.” Rhys was walking slowly through the forest, bending down to avoid the low lying branches, his hand was sweeping out in front of him, pushing away any stray twigs or leaves. His eyes were scanning their dense, tree covered surroundings.

“I take it you like organization then.” Jaina pulled one of her twin blades from her side. She saw Rhys’ eyes flicker over it. She twiddled its handle between her fingers. It was another habit of hers, one that had been with her ever since she had started training in the way of the sword.

“Well, a bit of structure doesn’t hurt.” His eyes watched cautiously as Jaina’s blade began to slice through the air, trimming the branches and knee high grass.

Jaina’s fiery eyes glanced up at him, a mischievous sparkle lighting them up. “Personally, I like spontaneity. It makes me feel alive. Structure is predictable. Impulsiveness is much more exciting, not only in life but in battle too.”

Her blade was by her side again in an instant, hanging again from her waist. She launched herself into the air, grabbing a nearby branch. She swung herself into the tree’s canopy, her legs swinging of the next branch. Quickly she climbed through the coat of leaves, breaking through the treetop and into the fresh, clean air. She gazed out over the horizon, searching for some signs of life. There were trees everywhere, nearly as far as she could see. However, off to the east there was a small town just visible against the backdrop of blue sky.

She hopped back down nibbling, bounding from branch to branch with near perfect balance. Finally, she reappeared behind Rhys, dangling upside down from a thick tree limb. A smile lit up her face from ear to ear, her bright auburn hair swaying below.

“Alright Rhys, I’ve got some directions, some sense of structure you might say. East. We walk east.”

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~Fabulous Siggy by Insaney~