[u][h3]Kuhaku Shiro - Lake[/h3][/u]

     There it was. He finally saw it. Or at least, something that could've been it. Smiling, Shiro swam deeper towards the bottom. As he got closer Shiro's body was suddenly grabbed and tossed violently to the side. Immediately confused and dazed, it took him a moment to realize what it was. There were some strong currents at play that he unfortunately couldn't detect. Frustrated, he tried for a second time to swim towards the glintt. For a second time, another current grabbed him up and whipped him around until he was freed from its grasp. Pouting, he exhaled another bunch of bubbles. Even though he's a strong swimmer, he wasn't about to fight against some force of nature that can easily drown and pancake him. He just wasn't equipped to do that. Genetically or otherwise, he also had to reserve his energy for the climb back up to Beacon. For a moment, Shiro floated there and looked around him for some way he figure out what to do next. The major problem at the moment where these currents that could throw him off course, wasting precious time and energy. If he could find some way to detect where they were, he could avoid them and make his way to the shiny objects he was sure he saw. Inspiration dawning on him, he quickly discovered his answer. Swimming around the lake were other small aquatic lifeforms. One of them being a school of fish. Observing their swim patterns, he figured they knew how to navigate through the currents. Smirking under his rebreather mask, he couldn't believe his genius. Following a school of fish that appeared to be swimming in the same direction he needed to go, he kept his distance so as to not disturb and scare them off. They were his lifeline for right now. If this was botched, he'd be stuck in the middle of a violent lake with no daggers in hand. As he slowly swam behind the school of piscine life, he wondered why such a lake had currents in the first place.

      He figured that the lake was just an isolated body of water. That line of thinking had to be wrong, because if that were true then the lake's waters would be calm and still. The peaceful appearance was just a facade, apparently. Looking around, he quickly figured that there must've been some sort of underground river system that the lake was fed by and connected to. That was the only thing he could think of that made any sense. If that was indeed the case, then that worried him. If the lake was connected to some underground rivers, then there was a high possibility that Sapphire's daggers could be long gone. Lost to some cave system that could have spanned miles underground. Shaking his head and refocusing his thoughts, he looked up just in time to see the school of fish riding a lake current away. Looking down, he was pleased to find himself directly above the shining object he saw. Swimming straight down, he was thankful there were no other currents to drag him away.


      Within clear eyesight, he saw that the shining object was incorrect. Shining objects being plural was the key. At the lake's bottom, he dug his feet and claws into the lakebed and pulled himself towards the gleaming pile of random junk. Digging through, he found a few things that were quite valuable and interesting. The rest was just scrap. For a brief moment, he wondered if he should pick up the hobby of spelunking. It made him feel like a treasure hunter, and he liked the idea. Who knows, it could be a nice source of income. Though, unreliable. Still, he found that many items he rifled through he could bring back and collect a pretty penny for. None of what he dug out were Sapphire's daggers. Undaunted, Shiro was certain that her daggers had to have ended up here. Pausing his search, Shiro looked up and around at himself. Question was, why did all of this stuff collect here? Furrowing his brows, he figured the currents had to play some part in this. Maybe they churned and coalesced all of the heavy objects here at the lake's center. Shrugging, he contented himself with that answer. Continuing his dig through the twinkling pile, he couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy. Something about this wasn't right but he couldn't pin exactly what. Maybe he was just excited and that nervous energy was getting to him. Didn't help that some people were chasing after him for one reason or an-

[i]Vibrate, vibrate. Flash, flash.[/i]
Shiro blinked, freezing.
Looking down at his trousers, they were blinking at him.
Digging through his pockets he pulled out his Scroll to see that he had a message from Gren.
Smiling under his rebreather mask as he read it, he made an [i]"Aha!"[/i] head motion.
Clarity bestowed, he began type up a response to Gren thanking him. Following that, he prepared a group message to the students Gren named in his message.

Back turned, Shiro was completely unaware of the nearby cave that fed down from the lake's bed and what potentially lurked within.