Lost - (Open)

Aoiro grabbed his bow, put the arrown in, and fired. He didnt really pay attention to if it hit someone because he already started running at another with his knife in hand. Aoiro ran past the man and threw the knife at the guys back after turning around. Why did he use a boomerang? Aoiro asked himself as he saw the boomerang fly by Alex's head towards a person behind him.

Gonguro's head was sliced. He fell bleeding and yeeling. Kiko, the man on the left blocked the strike and held the swordsman down. The guy behind him took the arrow to the shoulder and then ran up to Aiorio grabbing his arms and was about to stab him in the throat. Gonguro stood still bleeding. "KiLL THEM!!!!"

Neraid grinned, the one who held Aoiro suddenly had a Boomerang embedded into the back of his head. Neraid Ran up, the Guy as he fell grabbing the boomerang out of the back of his head and tossing at another guy. Flipping in the air as he sliced a man's head off mid air. Landing with one large Buster Sword in hand. His boomerang came back blood stained the last of the small group had fallen. Only one remained, "So Mister, how would you like to die today?" He asked, "Too late, i already know." He said, with one swift motion the mans head was off, his buster sword dripping. The man slowly crumpled to the ground with a sandy flop. Neraid grinned, "Excellent, so you two are armed, all the more reason to allow you to sleep with me." He said in a sarcastic tone. He sighed and wiped his boomerang and sword off on a nearby man's coat, "Check them for anything of Value." He ordered, "Especially burnable objects." He stated clearly.

Alex scoffs, it had been a long time since someone had given him orders. Using the tip of his Gungnir, he rolls over the body nearest him and crouches down, rummaging through his pockets. He only managed to find the man's personal water canteen and opts to take off the man's robe. It was his only piece of clothing not soaked in blood. He tosses it over to Neraid. "That should burn well enough, but he doesn't have much else".

Aoiro searched 2 of the bodies and then walked over to Neriad. "I only found pocket knives and a few canteens," Aoiro said with the items he found in his pockets. Aoiro walked over to the man he shot with the arrown and took the arrow out of his shoulder. "I was aiming for the heart but I missed," he said as he put the arrow in his dune rider.

Neraid grinned, "Yes that'll do." He said grabbing the Shirt and pulling a match out from his pocket, This isn't going to burn long He thought, "Get the scraps of other Non-Bloody clothing as well, we don't want to draw a Scent. And Bury the dead, quickly, before a breeze picks up." Neraid stated, looking down at the man and began burying him in sand, using his sword as a shovel. After doing so, he piled up the non-bloodied clothing and lit a match, dropping it onto the clothes, the sweat working like greese. He smiled, his Cigarette sticking out of his mouth. He smiled at the man who had missed his mark, "No one is 100%." He stated, spinning his boomerang on his finger before placing it back onto his back. A small fire started now, he smiled.

Alex, watching as Neraid began digging a shallow grave in desert sand couldn't help but laugh. He then grabbed the leg of the man he was near and drug him out towards a nearby dune. He then jogs back and hops aboard his Dune Runner. Revving the engine to life he slowly backs up near the corpse before stopping. He then reaches down, grabbing an object from in the Runner and moving to the front of his machine. He then sticks the object into the sand underneath and after fidgeting with it for a few moments, sticks a bar into it and begins cranking. The Runner then begins to angle until the fan was pointing downward.

"That should be enough" He says as he goes back to the engine, turning it on and watching as the fan kicks to life, throwing up a massive dust cloud that buries the body in mere seconds. He then turns it off, retrieves his jack and drives back to the encampment.

"That gentlemen, is how you do it in the desert."

Aoiro was kicking sand over the bodies and was holding his bow in hi hands in case someone or something came along. After a few more minutes of burying all the bodies were below the desert's sand. It was getting dark and Aoiro sat by the fire that had gotten slightly bigger after putting more clothes in to keep warm. Aoiro stood up and walked over to his dune rider and started rummaging through the "cockpit". After a few seconds of searching Aoiro came back with a bag of dried meat. He opened the bag, took a few pices of meat and the threw the bag to Neraid.

( You guys know that the snad skimmers they have, hold engines which are made of metal. METAL IS VALUabLE!!!!)

The bodies Buried Neraid grinned and walked over to the Dune Riders. He sighed as he rummaged through, finding a few spare pots and pans, some canned goods, a couple of knifes, eating utensils, and of course the motor. Lugging this stuff he divided the shares Equally, each person getting their fair share of Goods. He sighed and pulled the very dead cigarette out from his mouth and tossed it to his left. Neraid then caught the bag of Dried meat Aoiro had thrown him and tossed a couple pieces in his mouth, and then tossed the bag to Alex. He sighed looking around, laying the many random weapons the Pirates had on the ground rummaging through to see if there was anything good, nothing.

Alex caught the bag and took a single piece of meat before tossing it back. He had never eaten much and had decided to save room for his already open can of beans. He then looks over the spoils of their victory. Compared to the stuff he had dug up in the mines, this was child's play. However he takes a few items, figuring he could pawn them off for something in a city later. He then walks back to where his can and weapon were and slumped up against the wall.

Aoiro was chewing on his meat but noticed that no one was talking. "Soooooo. Where are you guys from?" Aoiro asked trying to start a conversation. This has been such a long day but I dont think any of us are going to get sleep tonight Aoiro thought.

Neraid glanced over at Aoiro, "Batmunkh Gompa." He stated, gnawing on another piece of dried meat. He sighed as he stared into the fire, and eventually took a seat next to it, and prodded the fire occasionally with a machete that was lying around. Finishing his bit of meat he sighed again, he glanced around for his Canteen, he saw it perched atop his dune Rider's ledge he walked over and grabbed it, while up there he checked his other canteens and water jugs, making sure they were all full as well. He grabbed two that were empty and dunked them into the spring, filling them with water after a moment or two.

"Exerbal Deep Mines" Alex replies calmly to Aioro's question. His eyes scanning Neraids movements. He was still unsure of the man, but had relaxed a little. At least, as much as he could on land. There was just something about solid ground underneath him that always made him edgy. He just brushed it off as a slight case of trauma caused by the mines.

"I'm from Batmunkh Onia but Im not a rainmaker anymore," Aoiro said. "Well I'm gonna head off. I like traveling by night," Aoiro said as he walked over to his dune rider. Aoiro jumped into the cockpit, turned on the engine, and prepared to take off. "See ya guys around," Aoiro said as he sped off over the dunes.