A walk in the forest.

[dominicofflames]

Riley walks down the path through the woods, puffing away on a cigarette, he thinks to himself that he should stop smoking these cancer sticks and stop drinking as well. He stamps out the used ciggy, and continues walking. He sits down and takes a swig of homemade whiskey, he loves his own so much better. He looks through his bomb materials, and sees he has thermite, and some other things that will be unpractical for his invention he is planning, the thermite won't be though. He grabs several rocks off the ground, and checks if the thermite will go through. It does, and he begins whooping and hollering, scaring away many animals. Then he sat down smiling, and relaxing.

[cloudy]

If there was one thing that was worth climbing, it was trees. At least, Akira thought so. She was sitting on a large branch about midway up what felt like a redwood, munching on an apple and watching the forest below her. It was very soothing, everything was calm and simple. No noise, no sound, just the rustling of the trees and the crunch of her fruit. She felt her eyelids getting a bit heavy, so she decided to rest them for a bit….
And she must have fallen asleep, because the next thing she knew there was a very loud noise coming up from right underneath her, and it startled her so much she was tilting off of the branch.
Thud.
She hit the ground on her back, hard, about six feet away from a gruff-looking man.

[dominicofflames]

Riley whips around and stares at the girl who just fell out of a tree, more than a little amused. "Ye all right lassy?" he yelled even though she was just a few feet away, in case she was concussed or whatever it is that happens when ya hit your head to make you deaf. "I'm sorry if I made ye fall, I may have just made an invention though."

[cloudy]

Akira sat up, rubbing the back of her head. It didn’t feel like anything had bled, but there was certainly going to be some sort of bruise. “I’m fine,” she said, and looked over at him. He was certainly a unique-looking fellow; red hair, broken nose, big gut. It looked to her like he had been putting some strange powder inside of rocks.
“What have you invented?” she asked, a little curious. She craned her neck to get a better look at what he was doing.