silvertongue217
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"You sure you want to do this mate?!"
He turned hanging from the ruins with one hand. Dean rolled his eyes shifting his weight as he dug his boots into the rock wall. He was already halfway up which given how heigh he was and how big the ancient bell tower was meant he was at least going to break his leg if he fell. Jack one of the researchers with him on this expedition was still on the ground his hands cupped as he tried to talk Dean down.
"Nah im good" Dean said shaking his head eyeing the top of the tower "The map could be up there!"
"At least come down and get some rope" Jack called shaking his head and swearing under his breath.
"Nah" Dean said bringing his hand back to the ledge. He eyeballed the next handhold and launched himself up reaching out. He grabbed the stone fixing and then swore as it began to crumble in his hands.
"Oh shit oh shit" He said spying some old wooden scaffolding. He timed his jump and launched himself at the wood hoping beyond hope that it would hold.
It did
He got to the top pulling out his mini camera and his note book. The top of the tower was rusted but the stone was still solid enough that he could focus on his surroundings. The tower had long since been closed to the general public and its disuse showed. Yet the carvings were still there the carvings that hinted at his ultimate prize.
"here we go" he murmured sketching them and taking pictures. He finished his work then turned basking in on the view of the mountain and forest of Madagascar. He breathed it in one more time before hopping onot the ledge and looking at the gorund below him.
"How the fuck am I going to get down?"
.............
He ignored Jacks murmuring about him being a idiot and walked through the path they carved in the forest. His lever action shotgun was leaning on his shoulder ready in case any of the pirates (or animals decided to make them selves known). His dark green eyes scanned the tree keeping a watch as always as they went back to base camp. It was well known that the dashing rogue had a penance for uncovering lost and valuable treasure and there had been whispers of a competitor catching wind of his latest journey.
"The researchers get in today" Jack said his own pistol in his hand "as well as some gaurds to watch over them"
"Good the usual right?" Dean asked "you know I like-"
"working your charm on the same girls?" Jack said shaking his head and snorting "Yes the same team"
"Good" Dean replied grinning as they got to the small area they had set up base camp in. He walked into the clearing and stepped checking his hair. He was handsome with tan skin from years of being out in the sun and a lean agile body. His brown hair was cut short and the scruffy five O clock shadow he had gave hime the rugged adventurers appearance he knew was cliché but took on any way. He nodded pleased and walked into the camp his eyes scanning the new comers as he wore his usual and in his opinion patented panty dropping smile.
He turned hanging from the ruins with one hand. Dean rolled his eyes shifting his weight as he dug his boots into the rock wall. He was already halfway up which given how heigh he was and how big the ancient bell tower was meant he was at least going to break his leg if he fell. Jack one of the researchers with him on this expedition was still on the ground his hands cupped as he tried to talk Dean down.
"Nah im good" Dean said shaking his head eyeing the top of the tower "The map could be up there!"
"At least come down and get some rope" Jack called shaking his head and swearing under his breath.
"Nah" Dean said bringing his hand back to the ledge. He eyeballed the next handhold and launched himself up reaching out. He grabbed the stone fixing and then swore as it began to crumble in his hands.
"Oh shit oh shit" He said spying some old wooden scaffolding. He timed his jump and launched himself at the wood hoping beyond hope that it would hold.
It did
He got to the top pulling out his mini camera and his note book. The top of the tower was rusted but the stone was still solid enough that he could focus on his surroundings. The tower had long since been closed to the general public and its disuse showed. Yet the carvings were still there the carvings that hinted at his ultimate prize.
"here we go" he murmured sketching them and taking pictures. He finished his work then turned basking in on the view of the mountain and forest of Madagascar. He breathed it in one more time before hopping onot the ledge and looking at the gorund below him.
"How the fuck am I going to get down?"
.............
He ignored Jacks murmuring about him being a idiot and walked through the path they carved in the forest. His lever action shotgun was leaning on his shoulder ready in case any of the pirates (or animals decided to make them selves known). His dark green eyes scanned the tree keeping a watch as always as they went back to base camp. It was well known that the dashing rogue had a penance for uncovering lost and valuable treasure and there had been whispers of a competitor catching wind of his latest journey.
"The researchers get in today" Jack said his own pistol in his hand "as well as some gaurds to watch over them"
"Good the usual right?" Dean asked "you know I like-"
"working your charm on the same girls?" Jack said shaking his head and snorting "Yes the same team"
"Good" Dean replied grinning as they got to the small area they had set up base camp in. He walked into the clearing and stepped checking his hair. He was handsome with tan skin from years of being out in the sun and a lean agile body. His brown hair was cut short and the scruffy five O clock shadow he had gave hime the rugged adventurers appearance he knew was cliché but took on any way. He nodded pleased and walked into the camp his eyes scanning the new comers as he wore his usual and in his opinion patented panty dropping smile.