[cue poor unfortunate souls, or something]

[rebells]

Who: RECON TEAM ASSEMBLE
Where: the toxic seaweed Uvi lair
When: backdated to early Day 33 (8/9)
Open/Closed: if your character can fly and would gatecrash, go for it! otherwise ping prospit and I'll see what I can do for you.

[The flying fish were not precisely expected, but at that sign that the Uvi are preparing to head back to their base, it's time for TEAM RECON to assemble. Members would at least vaguely know one another and may have made tentative ride-sharing plans, but people have undoubtedly gotten mixed up during the night of fighting and there may also be one or two late additions . . . .

Either way, Jay can act as telepathic intermediary if you can't fly and need to hitch a ride. Time for a fishing expedition . . . ?]


((INK IS DECLARING THIS POST THREADJACK-FRIENDLY BY DEFAULT please be courteous and ping if people are off in their own extended thread but otherwise go wild!))

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[rebells]

[Jay himself can be found near the edge of the city, looking up at the retreating Uvi and around for--someone, it isn't clear who, but he may be more of a presence via telepathy, as he sends out a message to all the members of the recon team:]

Time to move. If you need someone to carry you up, give me your location and I'll send you to the nearest person who can fly.

[splinten]

So I'm a taxi service now?

[It's the thought before Dirk's presence; swooping down from the air and then dropping in front of Jay.]

Piggyback, princess, or potato sack. Your choice.

[rebells]

I did say piggyback was fine, didn't I?

[He seems incredibly awkward about this whole 'carrying' affair, for some reason.]

And I don't actually know what a taxi service is, but yes.

[splinten]

Maybe you went through a series of life altering events in the past few hours and changed your mind.

[He turns around and crouches. Hop on, bro.]

[rebells]

[He snorts and, after a moment's pause, climbs onto Dirk's back; there's a flash of--hesitance, discomfort, overlaid with a thudding come on, come on urgency: someone hasn't quite gotten his powers under control yet, it seems. But it fades out after a bare moment.]

. . . let's go.

[splinten]

[It washes over him, but he was ready for it, and he doesn't comment. Instead he shoots off into the sky after the Uvi.]

Even if we can't stop them now, if we find their lair we can come back to it and stop them then. The fish they drop from might be key as well.

[There are options. There is a chance.]

[rebells]

Yes. The important thing now is to gather as much information about the Uvi as is possible. As of right now, we're striking out blindly.

[splinten]

[Dirk agrees, of course. As they reach the water level, Dirk keeps flying but asks,]

How are you going to handle the water?

[rebells]

There's Moon and Mikleo, and holding my breath. [He says that last part dryly.] But I don't have gills or anything. What about you?

[Hey, stranger things have happened.]

[splinten]

I used to do a lot of deep sea diving.

[And like, the space-breathing thing possibly carrying over???? I don't think we've decided as a cast yet let'S STICK WITH THIS FOR NOW]

[rebells]

Were you looking for something?

[splinten]

Ruins explorations. I lived on top of a sunken city.

Okay, bro, time to hold your breath.

[Because they are about to hit water level. Hopefully Meebo will catch up soon.]

[rebells]

[He's too busy taking one last breath--and then getting his bearings in the water--to answer right away, but he does eventually switch to telepathy, though his isn't particularly fluid telepathy.]

That was going to be my next question.

Did you try to communicate with the Uvi at all? During the battle, I mean.

[splinten]

Yeah. It did not go well. I don't know if I'd classify them as exactly sentient at this point.

Also, let me know if you need to dive out.

[He's keeping them close to the underside so that Jay can get air when he needs. He assumes Jay will need air first.]

[rebells]

[Let's face it, he's probably right. Jay hasn't spent large portions of his childhood deep-sea diving.]

I will.

And yes. They seem a bit too organized to be just animals, but . . . .

[splinten]

Maybe a higher level of intelligence, closer to chimpanzees or the like.

[rebells]

Very warlike chimpanzees. Yes, perhaps.

[He questions the ethics of mass chimpanzee murder--from a hypothetical standpoint, mind you--but that thought is left unvoiced for the moment.]

[splinten]

[Dirk isn't exactly into the concept of mass chimpanzee murder either, but he is also not sure about solutions. It makes him silent in thought as they dart through, trying to understand if there is a way out.]