riverviewlogs | ( closed ) lost research

who: Jim Kirk, Leonard McCoy, Peggy Carter, Re-L Mayer, Shai Ebbisaryn, Sans, Dick Grayson, Scott Lang, Yuuri Katsuki, Victor Nikiforov
what: a rescue mission
when: from May 15th through to the end of the month
where: abandoned area, along the river, the delta and the waterfalls; between the first and second walls
warnings: monster attacks, probably some injuries/blood, don't expect anything more than that; add any needed warnings on your own threads as needed, please!

Despite the risks, most of the journey was a fairly quiet one. A lot of hours walking, making their way along the riverside, trekking through the woods and across small clearings. When the sun set they'd set up camp somewhere, and as soon as it rose they got back to their feet and out towards the Delta underneath the waterfalls.

Jim made sure they had all they needed; maps, compasses, whatever devices that could help them navigate the terrain. As far as supplies went, they had plenty of covers and extra clothes to make sure they didn't suffer through the colder nights, but there were no luxuries out here. If it rained, they'd be mostly unprotected, and they could only shower and wash their clothes so long as they had the time and access to the stream of the river. There was plenty of food, hopefully enough to last them the round trip, but they also had a myriad of tools and weaponry needed for any hunting and scavenging so they didn't always have to consume from the food they'd brought along for the trip.

The creatures living out here were another concern, and on a journey this long, they were bound to run into something sooner or later. They should be packing enough weaponry to keep the team safe and everyone in one piece, though.

Hopefully, it would be worth it. Jim didn't even care if they didn't get their hands on any of that research— all he cared about was that there were people possibly lost and in danger out there, and he wanted to try and save them.

[ ooc: this is a mingle log, so everyone feel free to write up your own top levels and/or tag around as much as you like! ]

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[It was definitely not a smaller animal this time. Though, yeah, that tiny little broken branch snap thing had been pretty deceptive. What actually comes around the stand of trees was, well, you know, roughly the size of Luis's van. And just about as ugly.

This is the perfect time for a Heroic One Liner.

Really. It's perfect. Just a great opportunity for a real, snazzy hero style zinger.

Nope. He's got nothin'.]

...well, shit.

[ It would also be the perfect time for a Heroic Trap or a Heroic Escape. Alas, they don't have that option, because that ugly, massive beast would just follow them and then the rest of the group would be in danger too.

Jim could use that one liner right now, though. Seriously Scott what are you good for. ]

Oh, good. Was wondering when we were gonna have some fun.

[ He's kidding, this is not fun. It's the opposite of fun. And he doesn't have a plan yet, so first thing he does is take off running, trying to round the animal so he can guide it farther away from the rest of the group. ]

[Hey, Scott will have you know he's outstanding at birthday gift finding for little girls and, well, getting up after being punched a lot. These are quality skills, ya know!]

Just once, you know, while I'm here, I'd like to meet someone whose idea of fun sounded, you know...fun.

[This? Not fun. But hey, he can do his thing, right? So he'll shrink and launch himself at it, fist aiming toward the thing's--uh, that IS a chin, right?]

Just don't shoot me in the ass or anything.

[ Jim has an answer for that— or he would have, if they weren't currently about to be trampled over by a massive animal that looks about as friendly as a poked grizzly bear. And then his new buddy shrinks out of nowhere and seemingly disappears into thin air, and Jim lets out a groan. ]

Are you kidding me?!

[ Like, for a second there, Jim actually thinks the guy just bailed on him. (Thanks a lot for all that jerk, etc.) But then he hears his voice and just— what the hell, is he invisible? Tiny? What is happening here. ]

If I could see where your ass is—

[ So Scott will just have to forgive him later if he ends up stunning him while he's shooting at the animal, trying to slow it down without actually killing it. ]

[Hey, Scott may be kind of an idiot, but he's not one to turn away from a fight. Especially on the side of the 'good guys'. And if these ugly things are their opponents, he's definitely in the Good Guy camp here. ]

Hey, I know a dude with a bow and arrow who could probably part my hair from this distance. [Okay. 'know' is a bit loose. Arrow Guy. You know.

But that's pretty close--whatever the guy shoots whizzes past him and he has to do a pretty twisty little action to get out of the way. ]

So, what's the goal here? [Because he's totally trying to kill the thing, because, ugh, have you given it a close look?!? Trust Scott, from as close as he gets, 'gross' is an understatement.]

[ Well, he's at least on the Hot Guys camp, so there's that. Can't say much about Good or Bad, though; it's just a wild creature, it means them no real harm. If it attacks them then it's on instinct, and considering they're the ones trespassing on what might as well be its territory, Jim can't really live with simply killing the animal and go on his merry way. Not when he has other options. ]

Yeah, well— good for you. [ Really, Jim has some pretty good aim but you do not want him to try and do that. Neither with an arrow nor a phaser. ]

I'm trying to stun its ass! [ Doesn't make it easier that the animal has some thicker areas of skin, though. ] Can you keep it distracted? Wanna try something.

Good for me because he was on my side, at least.

[Scott's a realist, ok?]

Why the hell you trying to stun it? We gonna hold it for ransom? Ask it a few questions when it comes around? [Seriously. What's with you? Monsters: they should die. Right?

Or is he screwing up this Good Guy stuff again?]

No! I'm not gonna kill an animal unless I absolutely have to! [ AKA if the creature actually gets close to killing them. For now Jim feels safe enough distracting it and trying to find a weaker spot. ] What is with you people?! Just— distract it for me, will you? I'll find a way to take it down!

[ He's kind of improvising here. A lot. More of the usual, really. Then again, he's been in worse situations and made it out. It's just starting to annoy him that he's stunned bigger creatures than this with fewer blasts. ]

What is it with YOU people? [Right back atcha.] Dude, have you seen what these things can do?!

[Seriously. They're not exactly cuddly critters. And this is the judgment of a guy who lets his daughter keep a giant ant as a pet!]

['scuse him while he grumbles.] Distract it, he says. Distract it!

[Let's see how it likes Tiny!Scott zipping around in front of its face.]

[ Still no reason to kill it in Jim's book. Scott's more than free to call him crazy over this later on if he wants to. Really, he wouldn't be the first nor last.

And well, as long as he is actually doing the distracting, Jim won't say anything else about it. He focuses on rounding the creature instead, spotting a softer spot between its hind legs, aiming a shot at it.

The animal lets out a cry as one of its legs buckles. ] Got it! It's working!

[ While he keeps running, he increases the intensity of the blast just a bit more— getting distracted enough that he doesn't realize the creature is swinging around and ready to slam its weight right into him. ]

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