Christmas. The most dreaded of holidays that a man like Spook could imagine. Although already 27-years old, his innermost child reappears every Christmas. This child version of him is traumatized by past emotional scars succumbed during Christmas. The lights, cheery mood, gatherings -- they all were a recollection to more painful memories. During the years in which Spook, or Gojira, grew up there were different ways in which he'd cope with this pain. Most of these years he'd spend hating people who celebrated Christmas. He was one of those guys, ridiculing people, claiming his religion doesn't celebrate Christmas--and all sorts of petty stuff to attempt to cope with past trauma. This year wasn't going to be any different. But instead of mending within society, like the past years, he was to remove himself from society until after the festivities. Where? The mountains of course. Get one with nature. Observe the stars without light pollution. Drink and smoke the pain away, with nobody around to disturb with this erratic behavior. Instead of standing outside restaurants, while looking at families that happily spend time together. Before leaving however, Spook left a note on his captains desk. Describing where he was going to be, and that he was available to be called through the den den mushi. By using his resources efficiently, Spook ordered ten toys to join him on this trip--their primarily function was to carry all the heavy bags. A luxurious tent, and a few pieces of camping furniture that could collapse and expand. Booze, food, clothes for multiple days. Some of the toys carried instruments, as they were/are apart of an Orchestra. Two of his toys carried all Spooks weapons with them, save for one of the eisen dials which Spook carried in a holster, and his armor which he wore.



While the toys packed up what they were required to get, Spook stopped by Sinbads room to ask him to lower the ship to ground level near a mountainous position. It was good that Spook had eaten before leaving, since it could be a while until his next meal. Setting up camp was prioritized to having fun and slacking.

Spook including all his toys had arrived at their destination. The ship had set off back into the air. Peace and tranquility dominated the region, lush lands of green with flowers dotted around set the scene for Spook to move out with his merry-men. Other than for occasional birds, almost no animal lived in this mountain range. How strange; the lush lands allowed for growth in the animal kingdom, yet, there were no animals to observe. "Where do you want to set up camp, sir?"



They had moving around for half an hour, since they had landed. There weren't many places that were flat enough for him to deploy all his stuff, or not have enough cover. The truth of the matter was that Spook was interested in why he couldn't find any animals bigger than birds. Spook gave up after twenty more minutes of walking with his merry men. The load his merry men were carrying was too heavy to be carried for over an hour.



Spook motioned with his hands in the correct direction to indicate the edges of this perimeter.



With those orders being given to the toys, Spook took his helmet off and flipped it upside down--using it as a ottoman. He crossed one leg over the other and turned his head to his other toys.



Why bother doing any menial labor with these slaves running around doing everything Spook orders them to do anyway. Spook cracked open a magazine he had brought with him from the town. It was one of those news coo, at a discount price because it was an older edition.



Put a man in a forest, with a knife and a few sticks and at the end of the evening he'll give you a few arrows. Just as Spook got done reading the news coo, a very loud screech came from the forest. At least a hundred yards away. Like a monkey, Spook tilted his head at the direction it came from. Nemo hadn't returned yet, and it came from the same direction he went into earlier. ser PoodleMcDoodle readjusted his aim at where the noise came from, Ripley moved from bush to bush, still within cover of PoodleMcDoodle's aim to see what was going on.

Spook got up and eyed the bush from a distance. It wasn't that late yet, so there were a few rays of sun that illuminated the area. He'd gently remove the Eisen Dial from its holster, holding it with two arms while pressing in the button to activate it. Spook formed a spear and pointed it at the bush.