A race around the Mountain! - Long Patrol 2/26/22

Ol'random · 2022-03-02 12:05:30 AM

This was the first time I used the in-game dice rolling system on the muck - Cole ended up rolling the best!

Pvt. Cole, Lt. Lossow, Pvt. Rhonwen, and Msgt. Terrence
+ the spoofed quartermaster + Pvt. Burrowbanks, all hares

In the first sunny the western shore had seen in weeks, many privates had been called to muster on the beach. Lossow watched idly by from atop a rock with other young officers while the quarter master strode to the front of the hares. "Privates! On this 'ere lovely day today we'll all be takin' advantage of the lovely weathe' were 'aving!"

Some of the privates glance at each over. Sure, it wasn't freezing out but lovely seemed..... Just a tad of an exaggeration.

"We'll be doing the weekly company exercises OUTSIDE now, so drop and give me a hundred push ups, now!" The old hare barked, smiling at the mass of groans he received.

Terrence also stood by watching. He'd returned briefly to the mountain that morning to carry messages too and from the 23rd, and he'd wanted to check in with the rest of the patrol to see how they were doing.

Cole sighs as he does do his push ups, the last 10 are a little harder but he manages with a groan... "Aye... 'tis too cold fer this chap"

"Care to repeat that to the entire company, pvt. Cherrywood?" The quartermaster had unfortunately been within earshot. "Come on, up you get- how cold is it out?"

Cole ears droop as he frowns and tries to make it look like he said nothing... "Ummm...." He says quietly as he looks around, no one is coming to his aid looks like. "Well... sur today is... ummm... the sun is out yeah"

"The sun is out!" The quartermaster laughs, "Alright Cole, in celebration of the sun, everyone can give me anothe' fifty!" The privates around Cole groan again and get to it. Thankfully though as the old hare is standing right in front of Cole no one dares say anything to the private beyond a couple dirty looks.

Cole frowns, great now some privates dislike him.He and others do the pushups and luckily Cole keeps his mouth shut about how tired he is.

With no more incidents, the hares finish up. "Alright!" Shouts the quarter master, "That was easy enough, eh wot? Now give me ten laps around the mountain, quickly now! I'll let you have lunch if you get it down quick enough. How's that sound? GIMME A HURRAH!"

"Hurr...ah..." Someone meekly shouts.

Rhonwen nods, she seems okay with running, not so much the pushups but she managed okay, "Sounds jolly good sur"

Cole nods, he stays quiet as that is likely a smart idea. He also likes to run, heck he could likely outrun some of the hares, though not all of the hares. There is that annoying Private, he forgot the name that seems to like to show off his speed, he so hopes the guy trips on the sand.

"That's the spirit, private!" The quartermaster shouts, "NOW GIVE ME A BETTER ONE! HURRAH!" he shouts again.

This time most of the hares call back, "HURRAH, SAH!"

"NOW GET RUNNING YOU LOT! First one back gets to skip the next section, wot!" He points. "Looks like Cherrywood and Burrowbanks have already started! Better move fast now!"

Burrowbanks, as if sensing Cole's ill wishing of her, seems to have a spring in her step - and is soon outpacing all the others! By half way through the laps, she's in first! But there's still five more to go!

Rhonwen is fairly good, but there are faster hares than her, she seems fine with it as running isn't really a super strong point.

Cole sighs, he mutters something under his breath, so much for someone else to trip, seems he is the one having a bad day.

Burrowbanks' lead is slipping with each pass around the mountain, and as the final lap approaches she's running next to Rhonwen! WHO WILL WIN?

Rhonwen frowns, okay she will not let others show off, 'sides she would like to skip part of the training today as she manages to speed up a little and chuckles at Cole "Oh... no, hee hee"

Cole manages to get a good run in now and he has at the others. He grins maybe his day is getting better after all!

Unfortunately for Cole, his day appears to not be getting better - Burrowbanks puts on a final burst of speed and bolts past all the hares, leaping for the finish line!

Even as the private takes the lead and stretches out her paw for victory, a rock previously unseen snags her footpaw! With a loud squeak Burrowbanks falls head over heel just short of the line - some of the onlookers let out an, "Ooooooh." with winces.

Rhonwen goes to take her chance, maybe she can win this after all.

Cole blinks, oh yeah he is speeding up, his day is going up and down today it seems, will he win or lose?

With a groan Burrowbanks watches Cole sprint to the finish line, slowly pushing herself back to her feet. The rest of the company is moving around her.

Rhonwen looks annoyed, so she tires to get ahead and then "Ahhh look out..." She trips over Burrowbanks "I am so so so so so so sorry, oh my goodness"

Cole grins and looks back "Oh yeah my day is getting awesome! ...I..." Mud is thrown in his face, but he still grins "Sore looser anyone?"

Cheers erupt as Cole manages to beat out the others. "Great job!" and, "Knew you could do it!" come from the officers watching.

Burrowbanks gets a mouthful of sand as the other private smacks into her, and she rolls over unto her back, stunned for a moment. "Eh, don' think 'bout it..." She manages after a moment, spitting out sand and grit. Slowly getting to her feet, she holds out her paw to help out Rhonwen, if she needs it.

Meanwhile, the rest of the hares cross the line after him - including the one who threw mud. The quartermaster laughs. "Well, don't be sore losers - looks like Cole won, wot. Remember when I said the winner gets to skip the next thing?" He says loudly with a broad, mischievous smile. "I did say I'd give you lot lunch afte' the laps- so I guess that's what you get to skip, if you want, private!"

Rhonwen blinks. She stands with help "Ya... did say that sur, that is true" Others agree as well.

Cole eyes go wide, "Wot... noooo, nope that's not how it bally well works,ya supposed to get a nice prize, like winner is a good thing not a bully well bad thing, wot in de..." Oh great he is yapping on and on and finally someone trips him and makes him fall face first into the sand... "Opps..." Yeah right they SO meant to trip Cole who stands and spits out sand.

"I'm only messing with you, Cherrywood!" The quartermaster laughs, going to slap the hare's shoulder. "You should see the look on your-" but then the private is tripped. "OI! NON ON OF THAT! You lot can skip lunch, wot! Give me ten more laps 'round the mountain, NOW!" The offending hares cower and do as they say, stomachs grumbling.

While the quartermaster doesn't help Cole up, he waves over Burrowbanks and Rhonwen. "As you two almost made it in first had ya not had an accident, you can stay here with Cole and rest while the company goes and fetches lunch - anyone else who's not running!" He shouts, louder, "Go get our meal from inside! We'll be having a picnic of sorts out 'ere, wot!"

Rhonwen nods and gives a salute "Yes sur." One of the not running hares volunteers to go on inside and get what ever was for lunch.

Cole sits up and nods, he listens "Oh a...joke, okay that's okay... hee" He smiles a little and sighs, it's clear he still at times misses his twin. He watches the others who have to run more laps.

Having watched the whole thing, Lossow now hops down off the rock and strides over. "Quartermaster!"

The older hare turns, saluting after a moment. "Lt Lossow, sah!" Burrowbanks salutes, stiffly.

"Oh, eh, relax, relax, I merely want to ask a question, that's all, wot." Lossow says as he looks over the three privates.

Cole dusts off as he looks up to see what the question may be. He has seen Lossow a couple times inside the mountain after all but never really spoken to the hare.

"Right then." Lossow says, brushing off his own uniform - even if he wasn't covered in sand. "I'll cut straight to the point - are either of you runners, by chance?"

Burrowbanks shakes her head no.

Cole at first doesn't hold up his paw, and then slowly he does. He had changed to runner after he decided healing was not his thing, and fighting he still needed to work on, he knew basics like all hares but... yeah he needs some more work on the be really good in a fight.

Lossow nods. "I see. Well, private..." He eyes the hare maid standing next to Cole.

"Burrowbanks, sah." She supplied.

"Private Burrowbanks, have you thought of switching to a runner? And furthermore, both of you - ever thought of requesting a transfer to something like the 67th Fur and Foot fighting Patrol? You'd get more specialised training, and you'd get excitement more often than not, if you two have ever felt bored around here."

Cole tilts his head "I... don't know sur, why ya ask fer?" He was curious, all he had known was the mountain, he nor his twin brother ever left, even when a lot went to the abbey once for a major reason.

Lossow gives the two privates a wink. "Well, truth be told we need membe-"

"LIEUTENANT!" Terrence hurries over, the shout interrupting the green-clad officer. "YOU BETTER NOT BE POACHING OUR HARES!"

Lossow winces before turning to face the bigger and older hare. "Ah, master-sergeant! I don't believe we've met, and I was only making a suggestion-"

Terrence glares at the officer. "Of course, lieutenant." He cuts in, the initial anger passing. "Of course."

Cole speaks up "Ummmm... Sarge... sur, if it be needing ta know. I didn't plan on going no where, I like the sea and the mountain and I always live here and no where else... why I remember" Some closer privates groan as he goes on for about 10 minutes on memories of his childhood of all things in the mountain "And that one time was bally well funny when me and Cole managed to steal de last cherry apple pie... would of been jolly well good... then Ciocan stole it from us, I mean... hey 'tis not funny TJ... hmmph"

Both Terrence and Lossow seem to more or less ignore Cole's ramblings. Burrowbanks, however, side eyes him. Surely he can't go on for that long...?

"Anyway," Lossow says brightly while turning from the NCO, "I'm sorry to hear that, er," he narrows his eyes at Cole.

"It's private Cherrywood, lieutenant." Terrence grunts, beginning to regret coming over.

"Cherrywood, then." Lossow nods. "Well, farewell for now- I've got things to do!" Turning on his heel he bounds off back to the mountain, leaving Burrowbanks to give the master sergeant a questioning look. Hares rarely saw Terrence have an outburst....

Last edited by Ol'random (2022-03-02 12:05:49 AM)

BlisaMarshmellow · 2022-03-02 04:27:15 PM

I'm surprised Bandit didn't get you using the dice rolling long ago!

Ol'random · 2022-03-02 07:24:13 PM

yeah, i have no clue how i managed to avoid it back then XD

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