[i][u]Deborah Termellio, Shannon Balore, & "Pink" Vincigarru.[/u][/i] "Hey, hold up there, Hotshots." Deborah was quick to say to her allies who were going to go into the boats. Going into the shipwreck alone was not the smartest of all ideas. Deborah looked up at the cruise ships. Yeah, they were some distance into the water too. She didn't know how deep, but she had a hunch that by the time they got there, the water would be over their heads. "You don't know how deep it is, and I think it's best we go as a group." Her eyes peered towards Chris... She was honestly surprised he was so willing to come back here. This place is a symbol of his greatest failure. She was certain he'd breakdown the second he got in there ([b]Chris is holding it together, though he is angered by the fact the ships remain[/b]). Okay, that's a start. If Chris holds it together, good. If he can't... They better hope that the shipwreck can hold. On the other hand, Shannon was wondering how they would get up there... She was gauging distance and all that from the water to the top of the boat. Perhaps she could make a rope so that everyone could climb up. But, seriously she didn't have enough cloth with her. She reached into her purse and made it float around in front of her face. Not enough. [i]Unless everyone is fine with getting naked.[/i] She laughed to herself, then looked at Deborah, before laughing again. Even harder. Shannon turned to Deborah, "We need a way to actually get up there." She tipped her glasses. "Unless there's a [i]convenient[/i] hole in the wall or other entrance, that is...." That just sounded too convenient for Shannon. They would have to work to get inside here. "Um, does anyone have a rope, then?" Deborah asked. Even with the distance that Pink between the group, she could still hear them just fine. They were just about ready. Getting into the water was not a smart idea. She was waist-deep in the water, and she was barely a quarter of the percentage there. "Yeah, ya' ain't gonna swim this." Pink could get inside the shipwreck and back in record time. They were a whole another discussion. She [i]could[/i] ferry them there and back, but it'd be taxing - Plus, she didn't even [i]want[/i] to. Leave these kids to solve it, she was just here for the trip. Though, it appeared (at least to Shannon) that Ben had given up, he walked away without a word. Shannon contorted her face into a frown, staring at Ben as he left. "Figures." She shrugged, rolling her eyes, putting her hands at her sides. The big fool was probably going to be useless anyway. She was going to focus on trying to get up there. [i]Then[/i] the forest died... Not literally, but it suddenly went silent, then there was a loud chopping sound. Shannon pivoted towards the forest, wondering what it was - No, she was waiting for Deborah to explain it. Ben left, but Deborah knew that he hadn't left without purpose ([b]He plans on solving our problem[/b]). Interesting, Deborah wondered what he was going to do. She already knows he can create plant life, is he setting out to make a bridge for them? That'd be awfully nice of him if he did. The forest going silent confirmed it. She made the connection between the forest going silent, and Ben's absence ([b]He is changing, using the forest as power[/b]). She was honestly curious as to what Ben is up to. To the point where Deborah almost went into the forest after him. By the time Ben came back, he was quite different. He was a massive colossus of stone, dirt, and plant matter. That was something quite surprising, if Deborah's power didn't tell her (), she wouldn't. Shannon and Deborah were taken back, standing back and gasping, while Pink felt meh (Nothing new to her). "Everyone, it's Ben, he's on our side!" Deborah wanted to get that clear just in case Ben's arrival surprised people. What was most interesting that Ben was making two functional rafts in his hands. He dropped them into the water. "... Well, that solves a few problems." Deborah said with a smirk. Ben was an amazing Meta-human, he managed to solve this problem for them. While his current form looked like it could snap her like a twig, she knew he was on her side, ultimately of zero threat. "Thank you, Ben." She thanked him. Once again it seemed like Shannon was proven wrong, Deborah saw her sigh, and shake her head. Now this was a plan that Pink could get behind! She could get everyone to the boats in record time. Pink quickly got into the water, and waved her hands around. Making the salty-water move the rafts closer to land. "Get on, I'll take it from here." In the water, Pink was in sync with her power, and at her greatest. She could sense [i]everything[/i] going on here. Everyone got onto the boats, and Pink manipulated the waves to propel them towards the ship wreck. Shannon and Deborah stepped on the boat, side by side. On the boat ride, they held hands. Activating the mental connection between the two. [i]Isn't this romantic? Two lovers going out to solve mysteries.[/i] Deborah sent the message to Shannon, smirking. [i]Yes, with their, oh so[/i] lovable[i] band of strangers.[/i] Shannon replied. [i]We'll have to find some privacy. I think the view of the ocean would be awesome from that boat.[/i] Deborah sent the thought to Shannon, and mentally sending her the location of the boat. Shannon's head turned towards it. It was one of the few boats here that wasn't trashed, or completely uninhabitable. [i]... Won't we come here later? You know... alone.[/i] Shannon asked. [i]Sure![/i] Deborah replied. It wasn't long before the boat ride came to a close. They were at the shipwreck. Like Shannon anticipated, the boats didn't have a convenient entrance ([i]After all these years, not one damn person punched a hole in this?[/i]). Shannon scanned the boat for anything she could use to get up there. She could create a thread, or ladder, or anything. She wondered about what she can use as materials - [i]Viola![/i] Shannon grinned. A rope was hanging off the side of it Thankfully, ropes are made out of fibers, and fibers are not out of her range. She snapped it off from the post, and brought it over to her boat. She quickly wrapped it around the railing of the cruise ship. Easy! All everyone has to do is climb up this... then she looked down at herself. Yeah, she was a little chubby. When PE came around, she always lost ([i]Debs says the only thing I should be losing is this weight[/i]). Using the extra fabric she had, she created a ladder, increasing the tensile strength so that they could support themselves on it. Shannon bowed down, with her hands. "... All aboard." She said with a casual grin. Everyone hopped onto the ladder and climbed their way up to the wrecked ship. The ship wasn't the most sturdy thing on the planet. With every step, it creaked, and moved. "Eeeeeeeh, easy now." Shannon said. "Don't want to fall through everything." The group proceed into the shipwreck. This place was definitely touched by someone else. There was plenty of trash, graffiti, love juice staining the floor, and a few beds. The place looked less like a trashed boat, and more of a hangout. The place made Shannon covered her nose, hissing a few things underneath her breath. Pink got it worse, given that her sense of smell was superior to human sense of smells. Though, the person who got it the worst. Every sight, every smell, it gave her a piece of information. The kind of information she didn't [i]want[/i] to know. She had to cover her eyes with one hand, and plug her nose with the other. "This is the place." Deborah told everyone as she stopped. The room she had lead them to looked much like a foyer in a cruise ship. Had stairs, multiple floors, and railing. It looked like it was a glamorous place... Many years ago. Everything had gone to shit. The room had heavily decayed. The tile-floor crunched and broke underneath their feet, everything was broken, there was even a massive pile of debris in the room ([i]That must be where the accident happened[/i]). Deborah walked into the middle of the room, scanning everything and waiting for a reaction from Chris. ... [i]That malicious feeling in the back of her head suddenly grew worse.[/i] --- [u][i]Jaska Din Valos.[/i][/u] Like the beast child had known, Aislin couldn't match his mastery over this terrain. For people like her were made to live in dense [i]urban[/i] jungles, in a real jungle, he was king. Needless to say, he was quite agile. Every movement he made had grace, skill, and showed every bit of his experience traversing such terrains. Not once did he falter, or slip. Merely kept going. When they got there, Jaska landed on his feet with grace, a proud smile on his face, and folded his wings. His mother's training at it's best. The beast child approached the cave, finding himself standing next to Aislin. "I win!" He was quick to declare, sticking out that long tongue of his. It nearly went down past his chest. He sucked it back in, and looked into the cave. Hm. The boy looked in curiously, eyes wide, and his claws on the side of the cave. He wasn't used to [i]caves[/i]. Sure, he heard about them plenty of times, but this would be the first time he's experienced a cave for himself. Not to say that he wasn't [i]excited[/i]. There was a light difference here, he couldn't see inside that well. He would have to step inside, which is exactly what he did. He slowly stepped inside of the cave, his night vision going active the further he stepped inside. He could see the cave [i]perfectly[/i] now. Where Aislin choose to walk inside, Jaska took another route. He jumped up and dug his claws into the ceiling, wrapping his hands around the stalactites to use as a stepping stone. He hasn't had much experience climbing on stone. More of drywall, in the urban jungles. But he was going to keep going. When Aislin mentioned the smells, Jaska took in a deep sniff. "Oh yeah!" His sense of smell was apex compared to Aislin. He could smell the refreshing water [i]somewhere[/i]. Though, he wasn't the type to swim in water- Jaska swimming involves lots of drowning - he'd instead drink it. He choose to watch over Aislin. There were creatures in here that would trump even him. He'd at least be able to see it coming. "C'mon!" He yipped as he continued climbing on the ceiling. He moved at a slow pace, he didn't want to fall off. In places like this, he was somewhat out of his element, but at the same time, he's better equipped for places like this... ... "Someone's here!" Suddenly, the boy's instincts went wild. He had sensed someone in the caves, smelling them, [i]hearing[/i] them. His body tensed up, and he turned in their direction with astonishing speed. Jaska was trained to be constantly aware of his surroundings, and even more aware of [i]humans[/i]. A single human can be more dangerous than any one beast, after all. Unfortunately, he didn't exactly consider that he wasn't on the [i]ground[/i]. When he grabbed onto another spike, it couldn't support his weight and snapped. The rest of his body came tumbling off the ceiling. He roared, and tried to flip around in mid-air. Jaska landed on the ground.... Huh... Jaska hit his head on impact. His vision was blurry, everything was spinning, his ears were ringing. He felt a pain like no other on his side... yeah, side of his belly. "Huh..." The beast child looked down, then his eyes [i]widened[/i]. A... a [i]stalagmite[/i]... had [i]impaled[/i] him. Immediately, the child panicked and screamed at the very top of his lungs. He grabbed onto the stalagmite with both hands, and screeched in pain. Tears had begun running down his eyes. Why had it have to be [i]him[/i] experiencing this!? He coughed up some blood. "A-a-sh..." Jaska had more trouble than ever trying to say Aislin's name right. "... [i]Heeeelp![/i]" He screamed. "[i]Help![/i]" He repeated. He heard someone walk off. A woman with blue skin was seen disappearing into the darkness. Jaska suddenly took a turn for the worse. He felt weak... it might be the fact he's been impaled, but something else. His skin was burning, and he felt... angry. Extremely angry. Jaska's eyes started glowing for a moment, leaving an after-trail. Wait.... No, no, no, no, no. Not now! Please, he didn't want to [i]change![/i] Aislin wouldn't last a minute. He [i]refused[/i] to hurt such a pretty lady. His skin started getting extremely hot, and he began thrashing about. Jaska was trying to contain [i]it[/i] to the best of his ability, but he was failing a losing battle. [i]His inner-beast will come out[/i]. Jaska pointed towards the exit with desperation in his eyes. "... [i]R-run![/i]" He screamed at her, thrashing around. "[i]I[/i]... [i]Can[/i].... [i]can't[/i]... [i]control [b]it[/b][/i]!" He coughed up another wave of blood. This point, his blood was sizzling on contact with the ground. Then... everything went dark.... --- [u][i]Theresa Sindel Obott.[/i][/u] ... Looked like this day would get a little more interesting. While Theresa was leaving the lounge, a little of fisticuffs broke out. Between the black guy that Theresa spotted earlier, and some newcomer with glasses. She skittered back, putting her hand. Fighting outside the arena? Now [i]these two[/i] were in for some trouble. Though, she had just stood by and watched them duke it out. Even laughing her ass off when one guy got his hair torn out. Though it was getting a little tense at the end where someone was getting choked out in front of her... She had long learned not to interfere with fights like this, but she was considering helping out. At this point, Adam had stepped in, and these bad boys were sent to the slammer. Theresa waved goodbye to them, sarcastically. Because not even [i]God[/i] can help them now. Oh well. The school has rules, and they choose not to follow them. Now they're going to suffer the consequences. With those guys gone, there was nothing to see here. Theresa smirked as she walked out the room, heading back for her own room. With a skip in her step, Theresa went back into her own room. Instead of just shoving the key in, she hesitated, and knocked on the door a bit. Waiting to see if Poppy was in the room. The [i]last[/i] person she wanted to talk to now. There wasn't any sign of Poppy, so Theresa proceed into her room. She wanted to be quick, in and out. Dragonfly's group was probably out having [i]all[/i] the adventures right now. Without her! It was probably all boring and stuff without her commentary. Theresa quickly looked underneath her bed and grabbed an object that was covered in bed sheets. She dragged from underneath the bed, and pulled the cover off. It was her [url=http://www.rossarchery.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/02/Bow-Bag.jpg]archery case[/url]. Inside of it was Tess' compound bow that she keeps hidden (Because aren't [i]allowed[/i] to have weapons, after all). She quickly unzipped it, and pulled out her [url=http://www.scorpionknives.com/images/bowie_pic1.jpg]bowie knife[/url] and it's leather holster. Huh. She still loved this knife. Old, and rusty, and had so much [i]personality[/i] and memories attached to it. Good thing she managed to sneak it here. She would put the holster on now, but she knew that it would give it away. Putting the knife back was simple as letting go of it, and letting it drop back into the bag. She zipped it up, and slung it over her shoulder as she started walking off out the door. Theresa looked casual as possible as she walked through the halls of the school. [i]No, no, no, officer, I don't have a dangerous weapon in this bag.[/i] Theresa thought to herself as she looked at people. She had always found it funny, many of the students here [i]were[/i] weapons, but they weren't allowed to have them. It was just like how [i]drugs[/i] weren't allowed, and bam! Here she is. A walking drug dispenser. Theresa walked through the gates of iron, she pulled her phone out of her pocket, and sent Henry a text: [i]Where are you all at?[/i] She put her phone back into her pocket, and walked into the jungle. Maybe as she waits for them, she'll go hunt something. Theresa put the bag on the ground, and swung it open with a loud zip. The first thing she did was put the knife holster on her belt. She grabbed her  [url=http://simage1.sportsmansguide.com/adimgs/l/2/213225_ts.jpg]compound bow[/url], then pulled out everything she needed. The bow, the quiver, and such and such. The quiver was hip mounted, so it went without saying where Theresa put it. It was full of arrows, which Theresa fully intended on using. She held the bow in her hand as she traversed this dense terrain. ... The forest awaits. --- [i][u]Dana Lucille Alcott[/u][/i] Finally, Henry had come to help Dana. She had actually regained some of that composure. "Thank you, Henry." She looked down at the obvious slash on her arm, and the bloodstain. She let out a sigh. "Me and Asae were attacked by a bear...." Dana let out a sigh. "She fought it off, but she cut me." Dana showed him where she was cut. There was not a single trace of evidence that she was wounded to begin with. However, Henry should know of her alternate form's regenerative abilities. "Then we ran into this strange woman, and Asae almost attacked her, but I stopped her... She brought me back here, and disappeared. I don't know where she is!" She had listened to the conversation between Atticus and Codi, and deduced what had happened in her absence. Codi had pushed Atticus into the water. Which was very dangerous, and stupid, even for a prank. Dana would have scolded her, but it was not her place to say anything. "I just want to go home..."