013✖; (MIRROR)

[circumitus]

[There's a distant rumbling in the jungle, like an imminent thunderstorm on the horizon. But it's not a storm, that much can be seen when the mirrors activate sometime around noon, if not a little before.

[Surprise! It's Rey's face. She's in a tree, trying to hold the mirror as steadily as she can while the ground continues to violently shake. As mere seconds pass, one can tell that it isn't an earthquake, either.]

"Head's up. If you're in the jungle, you may want to take higher ground just to be safe."

[She shifts the mirror towards the ground below, from where she's standing in a tree. There is a whole herd of hooved animals roughly five to five and a half feet tall, while smaller ones are struggling to keep up behind them.

[As they blur by, some may notice the spears jabbed into the bodies of many of the creatures. Rey certainly has.]

"Don't know if they're headed directly towards the camp, but they'll probably come pretty close.

"...Be careful. There's a fucking ton of them."

Comments

[muscovy]

They can't take down trees?

[Because if they can there would only be so much reason to climb one, and it might be safer to figure out which way to run (though from what he's heard they can only run so far...) but then... He peers worriedly at Rey. Will she be okay?]

[circumitus]

Looks like they're busier trying to run from something than they are willing to try. They don't seem to be able to climb trees, either.

[Which isn't a surprise, because... you know, hoofs.]

[muscovy]

And they don't run into trees by accident and take them down?

[He may or may not deal with the why and what later. For now he's starting to gather up his things and carry them over to the next tree so he can try and get them up there. Or at least position them in holes under the roots in the hopes that they will be safe there.

Which means that he's holding his mirror between his teeth now and his words will turn a bit muffled.]

[circumitus]

Haven't seen them do anything like that. [Yet.

[Even if she's switched to voice rather than visual (she doesn't want to give people motion sickness any more than they probably have), she squints.]

Are you at the camp right now?

[She just wants to be sure.]

[muscovy]

Yesh.

[She can see the sky and the treetops above him moving as he runs forth and back.]

I wash shleeping. [It's a good thing that he knows her voice and that he woke up a bit to listen to it, and thus got the message.]

[circumitus]

Oh. Well.

[Pause.]

Apologies. Not quite the nicest wakeup call to have. [Not sure if she's referring to the stampede or her announcement, but whatever.]

[muscovy]

It'sh better to be woken up than to die in my shleep becaushe shomething shteps on me, yesh?

[There are a moment or two of fumbling around, then the mirror drops and is hastily picked up and placed back in his pocket.

He'll be back a few minutes later, in a tree with some of his belongings, the others stacked away safely inside the tree or under it's roots.]

I'm up. [He feels like he should tell her that. It's important information related to his safety and he figures that Rey cares.]

[circumitus]

...

Yes. [Well, when he puts it that way, it's hard to disagree.

[She can't be certain whether or not he'd have been in danger, but from where she stands it's always better to be safe than sorry. So she lets Muscovy do his thing and waits until he's back on the line before she says anything.]

Good. [Because yes, she cares. Sometimes she hates the fact that she does care, but now isn't one of those times.] Think it may be a good idea for some of us to stick to higher ground for a while. It doesn't look like we're alone in this jungle.

[She's referring to the spears. Which opens up the very real possibility that there could be hostiles.]

[muscovy]

We could try to hide, but if they're from here, they will know those woods better than us. And we can't run because we'll start to bleed.

[That severely limits the options of how to deal with a possible attack. Basically down to "stand and fight".

Considering that they have no idea how strong the other party is, they could be in trouble. And he really doesn't want bad things to happen to Rey (as a friend, as one of his people), not to Firo (as a friend), not to Takeshi or Newt or any of the people whom he likes here and knows to still be here.]

[circumitus]

Could always go the diplomacy route. See if it's possible to make contact with whoever is out there.

[But really, who knows how that's going to turn out?]

[muscovy]

We can't go very far, though, so they would know exactly where we are if we tried to establish contact.

[And that could get potentially dangerous.]

[circumitus]

Well, it isn't like we have that many options going for us here.

Either way, we've got guns and other weapons and they've got spears. Think we may have the upper hand.

[Assuming that's all they've got.]

[muscovy]

You don't run out of blades and you can reuse arrows most of the time, but you can't reuse bullets.

[He doesn't understand much about guns, but that much he's got down.] And nobody can reload the guns that shoot light and fire now. [At least as far as he knows.]

[circumitus]

True. But quite a few of is don't even need guns. [Rey included, now that she's got a better handle on her abilities of both new and old. And she has her heatsuit.]

Who knows, perhaps someone can just think up munitions with their mind?

[She hasn't gotten a decent handle on manifesting things herself, but it's on the to-so list.]

[muscovy]

I could make some!

[...Though.] ...But I think they wouldn't last long enough to hit someone.

[circumitus]

Can't hurt to try working on it, just in case you ever need to whip something up on the fly. [Shrug.] Could be useful.

[muscovy]

Maybe I will be able to grow a whole garden on my own one day!

[Which would also mean that he could probably make enough bullets, and even bring them up to speed maybe, to kill a couple of people at once. But he'd prefer to think of sunflower fields.]

[circumitus]

Think a couple of people in the camp managed to recover some seeds from the Oxygen Gardens a while ago. May want to ask them.

...When you can, that is.

[Since right now miiiight not be a great time.]

[muscovy]

But real flowers can die, and flowers that I made won't die. They'll just vanish, but I can still bring them back with enough concentration.

[...And if he's honest, he is a bit worried that he won't be able to successfully take care of plants in this climate that is still very strange to him.]

[circumitus]

You can?

[She blinks. Since she hasn't been able to control the manifestations since the crash, she's a little surprised.] How long can you make them last?

[muscovy]

...not for very long. [He has to admit that.] But if I try harder and work on it, I'll be able to make a whole field of flowers bloom eventually, yes?

[circumitus]

...

Sure. [That makes sense, doesn't it?]

Don't know why we have to start from square one now, but at least it seems possible to control.

[muscovy]

Sometimes people forget everything that they used to know and get silly in other ways when they hit their head. Maybe the ship crashing down had the same effect on it or the being that was in it and gave us those powers before.

[circumitus]

[That--

[...That also makes some sense, actually.

[Rey pauses, thinking about this.] Suppose that'd make sense. There have been certain things that felt different since we came here, so whatever happened when we woke up on this planet may have something to do with it.

[muscovy]

...if we find it, do you think that we could make it stop the silly things and give us more powers?

[That would be really useful in many ways. For example if it would stop them bleed and lose consciousness when they get too far away from the ship, that would mean that they'd be in less danger from potentially unfriendly neighbours...]

[circumitus]

Don't know. Possibly? Can't really say what would happen at this point. Everything's changed.

[Not just themselves, but now that the ship is gone, Rey doesn't even know a damned thing about where they live anymore. She's back to square one, just like the first jump.

[It sucks.]

[kutte]

That looks like trouble.

[ mostly the spears, though a stampede is probably also bad news. ]

[circumitus]

You think?

[The sarcasm is bleeding.]

May be a good idea to up security around the camp.

[kutte]

Yeah.

[ they have guns, they should be fine, right? ]

We yell into this thing loud enough, you think Tyke'll show up to coordinate?

[circumitus]

[Guns tend to trump spears. As do crazy soldiers who can explode. And every other kind of freaky power people they have here.]

Don't know. But think it's better to take the initiative, in case the herd ends up crossing the camp.

[Rey knew there would eventually be a good reason to set up house in the trees.]

[kutte]

Bill Adama's been doing sweeps. We got enough able bodies we can give him a hand.

[circumitus]

Then you should get started on that. Don't think it'll be possible to make it back to the camp in time before the herd does.

[Not without getting trampled on, anyway.]

[kutte]

You see anything chasing 'em?

[circumitus]

Negative. But it'd be safe to assume that they're probably running from whatever was going at them with those spears.

[kutte]

Might be worth looking into once we deal with shit happening right now. If we're not alone, we're going to have to square with that sooner or later.

[circumitus]

Assuming that the potential language barrier won't pose as too much of an obstacle to avoid an all-out conflict... Yes, agreed.

[kutte]

Assuming they don't come in spears first, you mean.

[circumitus]

Well, on the bright side, am pretty sure some of us can probably think up spears with whatever that thing on the ship did to us.

[kutte]

That'll come in handy. I'd rather keep the shit we dragged out of gunnery for when we're dealing with something wielding a little more firepower.

[circumitus]

Agreed.

How much were you able to recover from the ship? Any need for a return trip anytime soon?