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[curseshit]

Moss, moss, everywhere. Luckily the terrain is getting smoother, no more sharp rocks underneath the green moss, waiting to break your ankles. The forest looks like no one has been here for ages. No B&B for you. The good news is that the animals don't fear humans and you should have no problem catching yourself some dinner.

[ mission: camp, try not to die, etc. ]

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[crossmyhearts]

Yes, definitely. We just need to find a way back up. Shouldn't be too hard.

[plus that mechanism has him thinking his screwdriver might just work down here, unlike with the trees and moss that make the forest up there]

[sawedoff]

Okay well you two enjoy your spelunking and try not to invoke the wrath of the abandoned hall shrine whatever. Is that all?

[holding the bridge of his nose tiredly. he thought clara was bad on her own but getting her together with this guy is just. disaster.]

[recurred]

[where do you think she got all the encouragement from]

Ay, drop that look off your face. I know you're making that face even if I can't see it. [dont judge us]

I'll let you know when we've made progress. [but since we're trying to involve you we probably wont]

[crossmyhearts]

[nodding as she replies] And that's all!

[off he goes to feel up the place. quite literally.]

[no really he's groping at the stone walls and floors right now. resting his ear against one of the walls too.]

[recurred]

[also apparently daniel found this place too. awesome]

[watches him wallgrope for a moment before taking a look around herself, finding an actual absence of space in the dark that might actually be a hallway, so guess she's going that way]

[armedarchaeologist]

[wristcomm static:] dsjadslk hit something on the alkdsjlkfjlkd just don't kdsjljgdslj I think I see sdfgklhlghjk Goddammit ;asjkdflkhlkjj

[recurred]

....

[stops and checks it]

Danny? Where are you?

[your non static sounds echoy]

[armedarchaeologist]

[wristcomm:] kdfsjhgdkj—ra? Let m—alkjdfhskh Okay, can you hear me better now? Clara? I was trying to get through to Dean but there must be naquadah in the soil or whatever it is that keeps us from radioing in whenever we can't. I guess I got you because of your fancy... Future...

[small pause of epiphany.]

...Wait, you fell down here too, didn't you.

[recurred]

....Maybe with a little more purpose.

[with no purpose except for looking for trouble.]

You got a torch?

[because she sure as hell dont and its dark as fuck]

[armedarchaeologist]

...Mm-hmm.

[not judgmentally, because that would be hypocritical, but he's a little skeptical.]

Have I— Oh, do I have my flashlight? Yeah, don't you? I thought I heard a, a buzzing noise through the rock a while ago, right after I thought I got through to someone on the surface, but I guess I didn't...

[oh is that light down the tunnel or are you seeing things. no it's probably light.]

[recurred]

Mmm, nope. [yeah she was totally prepared uhuh]

[basically ran away from hook and into the doctor and then whisked away on a temple adventure. she doesnt even have a coat]

Remember which way you came from?

[armedarchaeologist]

Yes?

[yeah he totally does... not... remember.]

Okay, no. I thought I did, but then I headed back there and it's... Not where I left it, so I'm thinking I got turned around, which is basically a given in these underground temple mazes.


As you do.

[forestcrap]

[as we do]

[creepy ominous temple noises]

[recurred]

[worth a shot...]

[sighs out and turns around and then back again, reaching over to feel for a wall]

Of course. Well. If I keep going down the hallway, what do you expect I'll find?

[armedarchaeologist]

I don't—

[pauses and looks over his shoulder. it's a wall. walling. as you do. swallows.]

I don't know what you'll find, It might be me. I have some really interesting theo—

Did you hear— Actually don't tell me I think I don't need to know.

[quieter:] If this is her again, Clara, I. Well. I don't know what I'll do.

[recurred]

[DONT EVEN GET HER STARTED, DANIEL. SHE'S HAPPILY IGNORANT THINKING THAT BITCH IS DEAD]

[makes a face and shrugs it off]

Don't be dramatic. Radio off, only call me when you think you've heard me....or if you're about to die violently. I'll do the same. [either one. you'll be fine]

[radio off]

[armedarchaeologist]

[professional tinhatter. literally the guy who theorized aliens built the pyramids. literally that guy.]

I'll do my best. You be careful, I'll try to be as obviously human and non-threatening as possible.

[radio off.

swings his flashlight around. frowns. picks a direction at random.]

[forestcrap]

[this never went well for the navidsons, it wont go well for you]

[you find a staircase that seems to drop into the abyss]

[armedarchaeologist]

[still frowning, but more directionally, at the abyss. shines his flashlight down into it.]

...Clara...?

[forestcrap]

[rumble from below]

[armedarchaeologist]

[nope.]

Nope.

[turns around and nopes outta there.]

[forestcrap]

[you noped right onto the wrong stone panel]





[or is it the right one]

[anyway a door swings open to your right opening up a room closer to the surface. it must be because there's some light coming from the top, or what can make it through all the vine that's growing wall to wall]

[armedarchaeologist]

[stops and makes an exaggerated :[ face of displeasure as he, Action Archaeologist who has actually run through trapped tombs before, realizes he just stepped on a pressure plate like one of the idiot rivals from an indiana jones movie.]

[cringingly looks around when he notices he isn't about to be incinerated. takes a cautious step toward the door. and another one. walks through the door if nothing dramatic happens, eyes firmly on the floor.]

[forestcrap]

[its all covered in foliage. who knows whats under there. it might not even be floor]

[armedarchaeologist]

[oh

takes really cartoonishly wincing steps forward, then, shuffling forward with one toe and all his weight on his back foot, all the grace of someone who was caught unawares by a pressure plate like an hour ago.]