{ grotto times for sayori } It's a scenic place, and he really can't recall the last time he was somewhere that looked so lush and green. He takes it all in, but stays mindful that they're here to find out just what's going on here and secure the Grand Relic that's causing this. Spotting a fellow Reclaimer, McCree tips his hat in greeting.
"Hello, there. Doing some searching out here too? Figured we could find some supplies or better yet, figure out how we're floating up here. Wanna team up?"
{ basilisk adventures for maya} "We're starting to make a habit of exploring dark, underground places together, aren't we?" He asks it with a crooked grin as he and Maya traverse the depths of the mine. The tracks are easy enough to follow, but something about this place doesn't seem quite right, other than the fact they're on a giant floating island, of course. They should be running into whomever made these tracks, but McCree swears they've been this way before and they haven't seen a soul yet. These aren't their tracks, so who's are they?
{ aftermath of the basilisk for hibiki } It's an experience McCree doesn't ever want to repeat: being trapped in his own body, swallowed by darkness, but still able to hear Maya talking. He can't just shake it off, and once he's back to normal and in a somewhat safer place, he leans against a wall, breathing heavily. It's not a panic attack, but his body sure is reacting to what just happened to him. Here's hoping no one catches him in this sorry state.
{ i'm about to lose my mine, up in here, up in here (open to all) } This is getting frustrating. McCree is a ranger and he has decent tracking skills, but all it's telling him is that he's walking in circles. How's he meant to find anyone to question if he can't find any of the dwarves that are missing, in hiding, whatever they are? He turns a corner and digs an X in the dirt with his boot before walking on, swearing he's seen these exact rock walls before. He notices the tiny fire beetles and takes it as a good sign. If there are signs of life here, then surely he'll run into a person sooner or later, right?
And suddenly he's back at the entrance again. Shoulders slumping, he nods to the person standing there.
"First time here or did you get turned around too?"
{ been here all night. been here all day. (open to all) } The office seems as good a place as any to search out any clues as to what's going on here. Obviously the mine was abandoned long ago and the Rockseekers came to start operations again, but with three of them recently disappearing, McCree wonders if they'll find any clues in here. After all, it's a floating island. They have to still be here somewhere, unless they fell off. Maybe they found their way in here and read something that made them bolt.
Once he's come up empty there, McCree manages to find a storeroom and once he gets the cap off of a bottle, he realizes that it's aged whiskey. He's a man of simple tastes, and a good whiskey is all he really needs in life. Well, that and cigarettes. So he sits back and takes a swig straight from the bottle. It's his now; get your own. But no, he'll point out the many bottles stored here and take a load off with you for a little while to recap what you've learned so far.
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It's a scenic place, and he really can't recall the last time he was somewhere that looked so lush and green. He takes it all in, but stays mindful that they're here to find out just what's going on here and secure the Grand Relic that's causing this. Spotting a fellow Reclaimer, McCree tips his hat in greeting.
"Hello, there. Doing some searching out here too? Figured we could find some supplies or better yet, figure out how we're floating up here. Wanna team up?"
{ basilisk adventures for maya}
"We're starting to make a habit of exploring dark, underground places together, aren't we?" He asks it with a crooked grin as he and Maya traverse the depths of the mine. The tracks are easy enough to follow, but something about this place doesn't seem quite right, other than the fact they're on a giant floating island, of course. They should be running into whomever made these tracks, but McCree swears they've been this way before and they haven't seen a soul yet. These aren't their tracks, so who's are they?
{ aftermath of the basilisk for hibiki }
It's an experience McCree doesn't ever want to repeat: being trapped in his own body, swallowed by darkness, but still able to hear Maya talking. He can't just shake it off, and once he's back to normal and in a somewhat safer place, he leans against a wall, breathing heavily. It's not a panic attack, but his body sure is reacting to what just happened to him. Here's hoping no one catches him in this sorry state.
{ i'm about to lose my mine, up in here, up in here (open to all) }
This is getting frustrating. McCree is a ranger and he has decent tracking skills, but all it's telling him is that he's walking in circles. How's he meant to find anyone to question if he can't find any of the dwarves that are missing, in hiding, whatever they are? He turns a corner and digs an X in the dirt with his boot before walking on, swearing he's seen these exact rock walls before. He notices the tiny fire beetles and takes it as a good sign. If there are signs of life here, then surely he'll run into a person sooner or later, right?
And suddenly he's back at the entrance again. Shoulders slumping, he nods to the person standing there.
"First time here or did you get turned around too?"
{ been here all night. been here all day. (open to all) }
The office seems as good a place as any to search out any clues as to what's going on here. Obviously the mine was abandoned long ago and the Rockseekers came to start operations again, but with three of them recently disappearing, McCree wonders if they'll find any clues in here. After all, it's a floating island. They have to still be here somewhere, unless they fell off. Maybe they found their way in here and read something that made them bolt.
Once he's come up empty there, McCree manages to find a storeroom and once he gets the cap off of a bottle, he realizes that it's aged whiskey. He's a man of simple tastes, and a good whiskey is all he really needs in life. Well, that and cigarettes. So he sits back and takes a swig straight from the bottle. It's his now; get your own. But no, he'll point out the many bottles stored here and take a load off with you for a little while to recap what you've learned so far.
{ wildcard }
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