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Who: Anyone
When: Day 70, morning
Where: Anywhere
What: Look around! Run into each other! Get cleaned up!

[ So it's been a day since the HQ was moved, and everyone has no doubt been enjoying the sunshine and the lifting of that oppressive gloom. Some have even started to get things cleaned up again. Appropriate for chaos to be followed by order again, hm? Those who are interested in grabbing some cleaning supplies will notice that Eizon has actually generously set out some already by his shine, today.

For other people still exploring, some may notice that a lot of vines fell away when the HQ was uprooted, and people searching around outside will see that about where level 4 starts, some of the wall looks different--a weaker texture, actually more like concrete that was filled over something. There also seems to be remains of twisted metal scaffolding or railing in some places, all along two stone ledges that trace around the half of the HQ opposite the window side. Perhaps these were once balconies?

In any case, be careful while you're out there, it seems like a lot more Red Lizagons are around this high up in the canopy! Some of them even seem extra mad. Maybe the HQ squished some nests?]

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[NO PIRATE DID NOT REALIZE ABOUT PACKS. But if it wants her off its back so bad, she'll oblige, rolling to one side and hanging on the dagger that penetrated, trying to see if she can make that wound any bigger on her way down.]

I don't think it likes me.

[That seems to infuriate it even more, and it twists around, biting into Isabella's arm and slinging her off of its back into Jane like a bowling ball.]

[You little shit, that sends her back along the branch and she lands on her backside with a thud, the Omni-tool vanishing to prevent Isabela from getting a nasty shock. She doesn't even think, just jumps to her feet, grabbing her hand and pulling her with her, trying to drag her along the branch to a safer place.]

[Owwwwwww! Trying to get back to her feet instead of just letting herself be dragged.]

Not exactly how I pictured jumping you.

Yeah, yeah, candles, roses, I'm sure it was a very romantic plan!

[S-stumble. Ffff, that is some nice poison.]

Smoke grenade?

[Enjoy the onslaught of a fever while you chat away there, Isabella. Your infuriated ambushers have not forgotten you either, Jane. The one that seems to be a mother has rapidly crawled your way, slamming its spiked tail down toward you, the others lingering from the sides of your vision, though the smallest Lizagon screeches from the back without coming forward. In a low growl, the leader directs the second Lizagon - and that one vanishes back into the foliage.

Do you fight or try to run?]

Great. Just... great.

[Her breathing is heavy from the running and the fighting and she's still holding tightly to Isabela's hand. She noticed that stumble and she knows she's only got a short time before the poison well and truly kicks in if it's already effecting her.]

Wait, smoke grenades? Do you have some?

[WELL THIS IS FUN, clumsily kicking at that one that's still coming in, and producing a smoke grenade from...somewhere.]

You can search me for another one, if you want.

Maybe later.

[Takes the smoke grenade and throws it as hard as she can against the branch between the Lizagons, picking Isabela up and tossing her unceremoniously over her shoulder and making a damn break for it!]

[ Good plan. And although there's upset growls from the area you're rushing away from, it doesn't look like they really love the smoke. The second Lizagon drops from the tree branches above where you were, and retreats back to the other two, all three heading back for the crushed nest.]

I'll hold you to that, Shepard.

[WHUP, well she probably did this with at least one of the party members in Kirkwall after a night of binging anyway. Will just...alternate between ogling that Commander rear and looking out for incoming reptiles.]

What happened to Red, huh?

[When the coast's clear she slows to a jog, trying to keep her breathing under control. Dammit, this trip went really well. It's a good job the path back to the HQ is a linear one, though climbing up is going to be a pain in the Commander rear.]

[|D]

I'll call you whatever I want. You owe me for a grenade.

After this? [jostles her from where she's hanging over her shoulder] I think we'll be even.

[B-BLUH]

I'm injured! Would you really treat your wounded like this?

[Cackles, she's trying to distract from the poisoning because, shit. She doesn't know what it'll do or if it's fatal, she's just trying to get back to HQ as fast as she can without passing out or making Isabella panic.]

No, but I'll make an exception for you.

Wasn't exactly looking for armor jabbing me in the gut.

[She's now climbing her way up the branches towards the HQ and she isn't being delicate. But she's guessing Isabella likes it rough, anyway~]

Well, I wasn't looking for you to get chewed on.

[So she does~ If distraction from wound and poisoning is the name of the game, fumbling to treat herself to an asspat.]

I guess we're all finding things.

So help me, I will drop you!

[hahaha]

Another exception, Red Shepard?

[Shut up and get through that window! She stands on her tip-toes on the branch, waiting for Isabella to slither off her shoulder.]

You think you can make it to Dellen or a doctor?

[What, ride over? Pulling herself off.]

What good are all those mages if none of them know how to heal?

... If you say so. I have to go back and get Leo and Elliot.

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