[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!))

Comments

[deem]

2B calls me chatty, so I'm not too sure it's anything to thank me for.

But for what it's worth, this all seems pretty different to me too.

[oneandmikleonly]

I like chatty. Chatty's fine.

[he likes that people can know he's there to talk to.]

Guess we're technically all in the same boat then, huh? Strangers in a strange land...

[deem]

...You're a nice guy, Mikleo.

[It seems to him that it bears stating, even as they drift (impossibly, to his standards) through an ocean in the sky. Strangers in a strange land indeed]

Anyway, that's a good point. At least having something in common is a good basis for working together. If none of us shared anything, I don't imagine it'd do much for teamwork.

[oneandmikleonly]

That's true. Though, all our differences are valuable as well. It makes us more versatile...

[he squints ahead into the gloom; the seaweed base is rising up, up, up into view, and the others are slowing to a stop ahead.]

...speaking of teamwork, though, I think we're gonna need to try some here. Talk more later?

[deem]

[9S nods along, though realizing Mikleo can't see that, he hums and pats that big dragon shoulder again]

Sounds like a plan. Meanwhile...guess we've got an obstacle to contend with.

[And so they will, in the next exciting episode: Dances with Burning Plant Matter]