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[guybirdcrap]

You're still in the Baumine Mines. Get your asses moving before rats of unusual size go looking for a meal. It's dark and scary and the structures are old and dangerous. Don't die.

[Mission: Make it out of the mine]

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[crotchbite]

He rescued the nun. Because it was a great idea. [ she told them that it wasn't a good idea to pick up the chick that came with the team that tried to kill them

then again she's a little paranoid ]

[armedarchaeologist]

[mostly to himself and/or the floor:] Yes, I'm sorry I wasn't going to let someone drown in quicksand on your say-so alone.

[cabineyes]

Darling, you shouldn't be so prejudiced. Some of us only want to see the good in people.

[ turns to look over his shoulder. right there. hi. ]

Isn't that right?

[crotchbite]

[ pretty sibling looking at dorky scientist military person moment ]

How's that working out for you?

[armedarchaeologist]

[oh, am i in the conversation now?]

Yes, I do, and no, it's not working out especially well for me. I still don't regret not leaving her to die, just like I don't regret not leaving Isabela to be dragged away by those assassins, but I see your point too, Hel. I mean especially now.

[cabineyes]

What? You're responsible for saving dear Isabela too?

[ he's just mocking now. oh you blue eyes. no wonder you've died like 30 times. ]

I didn't know I was in the presence of a hero!

[armedarchaeologist]

[sigh.]

Not— Not solely by a long shot. Hel and Dean were probably more helpful, and Isabela, to be fair, did a lot of the saving herself.

[i shot some guys who turned out to be immune to bullets?]

I'm just saying that the instinct to run toward the person in trouble and, you know, try to help, isn't a bad one.

[cabineyes]

It isn't, I agree with you on that. I would just like to add that there's a time and place for everything.

For example now? Now isn't a good time to be thinking anyone but yourself, mate.

[ glad derek's not here to hear this. ]

[armedarchaeologist]

Quicksand didn't exactly seem like the best time to discuss trust issues, and what do you mean this isn't a good time?

We're stranded on alien planet with go— With demons and God knows what else trying to kill us, we have to get to some unnamed and conceivably unattainable goal halfway across the continent, there are statues that send you back in time and, last but certainly not least, two people have died in the past week alone.

That I know of.

[steely eye contact.]

Did I miss anything?

If you can think of a better time to try to work together on a common goal, I'd like to hear it, because I can't.

[crotchbite]

[ fuck you and your aliens ]

And exactly because of that, you shouldn't be helping the person who was with the group that tried to kill us and almost succeeded. In fact, it killed some of us. Have some self-perservation.

[cabineyes]

We're working together, you're perfectly right about that. It's just a question of who's one of us and who isn't.

[ in fact i'm not perfectly sure you're one of us. ]

[foodporn]

[derek's right in front of you brah]

What're you boys talking about now? Do you ever stop bickering?

[cabineyes]

Hm? Nevermind us, I see you're already feeling much better. Good.

[ like an open book. ]

[armedarchaeologist]

[stares at hel for a minute. does she want a backstory? no she doesn't.]

I believe in giving people second chances. I'm sorry it didn't work out this time— believe me, I am sorry. But it was still better than leaving her to die and I'm sorry but I don't think anything you have to say to me is going to change that.

[cabineyes]

[ lm ao looks at hel. ]

Aye, I for one am all for second chances.

[foodporn]

[wow impressive observation skills.]

I had a big lunch. What's going on?

[cabineyes]

[ i keep tabs on people. especially suspicious ones. ]

Only a conversation. But please, don't talk about food, I am starving.

[armedarchaeologist]

Yes, just. Talking. As one does.

[flashlights around cave.]

There doesn't seem to be much in the way of sustenance in here...

[except for rats.]

Did you not get anything from the merchants at the entrance to the dark and scary forest?

[cabineyes]

Not much. I am hoping there will be a time to feast later.

[ rat blood on the walls. nice. ]

[crotchbite]

[ bo is such a bickering cockblock

throws him a pack of beef jerky and stops for a second, watching the torch to see where the hair is blowing. ]

This way.

[armedarchaeologist]

[catches it. years of practice being tossed small things by military jerks.]

[holds it out to hook.]

[follows hel.]

[cabineyes]

[ rude. ]

[armedarchaeologist]

[awkward.]

[clicks off his flashlight, puts it away, takes the torch from hook, hands hook the jerky.]

[cabineyes]

[ oh you're a mate. ]

Not hungry yourself?

[ or did i make it to your "people to save" list ]

[crotchbite]

[ she's very close to a military jerk don't you feel right at home

nearly trips on a pile of skulls and bones. s-stops and makes a wince face ]

The cleaning service is five stars. [ glances back and watches daniel feed hook.






day made ]