My arms-and jaws-are also full

[thegunsdonothing]

WHO: Amanda! AND YOU
WHAT: Info gathering has been prosperous...
WHEN: A few days after arrivals
WHERE: Sealeo Inn/elsewhere in Illumina
WARNINGS: CURSING I GUESS yeah


[She had no knowledge of her 'personal' strength against the ice, but she cannot avoid feeling proud of herself when she carves the tunnel through it. It's large enough only for her-with divets to act as a ladder moving upward, until she makes it to a much larger, more spacious chamber. She's broken through it with an ease that astounds even her-though perhaps not other pokemon given the combined steel and fire attacks involved-but the room is not important right now.

A few days after people have settled in, and Amanda can be seen with her arms full of a number of objects-rolled scrolls, bags, supplies...anything she can carry with her arms and jaws alike, it's getting pulled up through the tunnel. Some may find the piles she has to carry piece by piece through at its door. Others, however-]

NGH-!

[Amanda isn't perfect; sometimes she stumbles, and that means it's papers everywhere, along with berries, seeds...] SHIT-!

Comments

[lazywater]

. . .

Morning Ms. Ripley.

[En was nibbling on breakfast. Apparently he can get away with a couple of leaves if he doesn't move too much, which is useful. He was just heading out to market to go see what passes for entertainment when he sees the woman fall over.]

Neh... you've been stocking up for winter, huh.

[He'll help you with your stuff. Yay long arms.]

[thegunsdonothing]

[Ooof.

Long arms are a godsend, certainly, though the most she can do is snort at En's comment.] Just 'Ripley' is fine, [she groans, grabbing a few things.] Around here it might as well be winter year round.

[lazywater]

[He smirks a bit but he goes and pushes the pile of things he accumulated back to her]

Seriously though, what are you doing with these anyway?

[thegunsdonothing]

Ugh... [The pile is gathered a little more properly, and she stuffs what she can in the bag.] Research.

These are maps of various regions on the planet-along with seeds from the market. Supposedly they're meant for battle.

[lazywater]

[There's a world outside the cold-universe. Wow.]

... Seeds for battle? Like poisoning people?

[thegunsdonothing]

Something like that; it sounds as if these things are similar to gas bombs...I need to make some sort of gasmask if I'm going to crack them open to find out though.

[lazywater]

Guess it's not for eating either. Where did you get all of this? Didn't anyone know what these were? Did you ask?

[thegunsdonothing]

Not exactly. They're sold in the market-and they don't cost much either, which means this place isn't as 'peaceful' as they'd like us to believe.

[lazywater]

If they're sold in the market, shouldn't there be like... I dunno, an item description? Geeze... what kind of place uses poisonous seeds for warfare?

[thegunsdonothing]

Something I plan to find out-when I asked, they said these were used in 'mystery dungeons'.

[lazywater]

Let me guess. No explanation for that either?

[thegunsdonothing]

Other than the one that makes no sense, no. Supposedly they're locations where the region changes quickly, and randomly; a natural labyrinth.

[lazywater]

... So moving and changing mazes in fixed locations? That's not too weird.

[thegunsdonothing]

It's plenty weird in the wild. That's not something that should be possible without an outside influence.

[lazywater]

......... I guess.

......


So what are you going to do with those supplies? Explore those mystery dungeons?

[thegunsdonothing]

It's my best option at this point-I'm not going in until I know exactly what these will do though.

[lazywater]

... Look... How about I try them? Be a guinea pig. Unless you want to use them on yourself and I can watch.

[thegunsdonothing]

Guinea- [Just the thought of that reeks of Marshal Waits from Sevastopol, and she scowls.] Definitely not.

The last thing I'm doing is testing these on other people.

...We're doing this safely. Which means more than just watching when I crack these open.

[lazywater]

... Fair enough.

[The slakoth will flop his hands in front of him and then put his head down, lazily watching her.]

So how do you plan on doing this 'safely'?

[thegunsdonothing]

I need to make a gasmask.

[......................wat.

Don't get cozy there En, she's heading home for this.]

[lazywater]

[NOOOOOO HE'S COMFY!]

Ugh... Okay.

[Well he's gonna kind of roll along. He's gotten faster with the whole crawling thing at least]

[thegunsdonothing]

[It's gonna get worse En.

They soon come to what looks like a tunnel.

...Going almost straight up.

She's walking in.]

[lazywater]

... Hehhhhhhh... why did you make your ice room like this? Don't you find this troublesome?

[But damn it he's a dedicated friend he will follow]

[thegunsdonothing]

No more than whoever is trying to break in.

It's a precaution, [she adds, glancing back to see how the other is doing.]

[lazywater]

It's tiring.

[Despite that, he manages to get up the ladder pretty quickly. Climbing is one of those brute strength things that can make up for one's lack of speed.]