Tim Seaver
Well-known member
..."Ready about.....Helm's a-lee"! The "Equipe" tacked crisply into the wind, bringing her aside the Klan's craft, now taking on seawater. As she passed, two Gorgons leaped down with their Superlight Charlet Moser ice axes drawn, ready to eviscerate the Klan with their superior weaponry.
But as Sasquitch of Saxon eyed his first victim, he suddenly stopped, the memories flooding back as he spied the soaked "Old Navy" sweatshirt worn by his prey. "Wow...I...I had a sweatshirt like that once. Same color and everything. I wore it on the second hike I ever did. Man, I learned some things on that hike! A big rainstorm opened up at the summit, and we froze our butts off! But I didn't know much at the time, much less have the cash for the gear. Eventually I saved up, and wised up, but it took....time."
The Klanspeople, now borderline hypothermic, cowered as they awaited certain death...
But as Sasquitch of Saxon eyed his first victim, he suddenly stopped, the memories flooding back as he spied the soaked "Old Navy" sweatshirt worn by his prey. "Wow...I...I had a sweatshirt like that once. Same color and everything. I wore it on the second hike I ever did. Man, I learned some things on that hike! A big rainstorm opened up at the summit, and we froze our butts off! But I didn't know much at the time, much less have the cash for the gear. Eventually I saved up, and wised up, but it took....time."
The Klanspeople, now borderline hypothermic, cowered as they awaited certain death...