TEMPORAL TURBULENCE: HAWAII&THEUNKNOWN

[initiatesnpc]

Date & Time: 4.9 million years past/68 million years past
Location: Assorted
Characters: Artika, Equius, Jack, Loki, Mystique, Orihime
Summary: Group #3's adventures spent lost in time.
Warnings: Violence? (notify Elle or Liz of anything else worthy of labeling)



The mission was set. Team members were given their equipment: The cloaking devices would acclimate to the area and disguise them based on the historical data pulled in. There was a weapons check: The Initiative was insistent about having those chosen weapons along for the ride. Four operatives were introduced as beacons: They would stay in contact with the Initiative and relay any alterations in plans until the mission was deemed a success. And it had to be a success, or disaster would be the only thing left.



1890 A.D.

There was a man, not very well-known as far as famous men go. A writer. His existence alone was not the significant factor in the timeline's disturbance, but his profession and his choice to tell a particular, peculiar story.

This man, the Initiative states, helped sow the seeds for modern time travel centuries before its prime. What was a captivating fiction in that man's time was the reality of today, and without his account of the Time Traveler, there was risk of the very existence of so much. The recruits absolutely have a stake in this.


To the export room — the massive, rather bare and bleak place where so many were to exit and put a stop to what was putting a stop to the writer's tale. It was as yet unclear, but the Initiative is certain they'll know it when they see it, that it will be revealed once their reluctant soldiers set foot on ancient soil.

One last check, one last insistence on the urgency of their task. One, final urging to avoid as direct an impact as possible without ruining their chances; keep your temporal footprint as light as you can.

Good luck. We're counting on you.


A flash, a bitten-back breath, a blink...The room was gone.

But this wasn't right.

Out of the many who were assigned, only six remained. Six, and an Initiative's operative, who was immediately aware of a problem. A big problem.


HAWAII, 4.9 MILLION YEARS AGO

Something had gone horribly wrong. England was never so hot, never so close to the sun...And there were no written records of England ever having to deal with active volcanoes.

Yet there they were. And there the party was, amid the chaos of an ancient planet still flexing its muscles. Growing pains. Emphasis on pain, should there be a stagger or stumble in the wrong direction.

The operative's instruments read Hawaii, but this was no Hawaii famed for scenic vacations or exotic appeal. There were no people to speak of, in fact. Only the thick, steam-choked jungle nestled on the island still expanding, creeping bit by bit with each volcano-exhale.

Five minutes in, and the Initiative operative's reader was still trying to calculate how far back they'd landed. Not a good sign.



LOCATION UNKNOWN, 68 MILLION YEARS AGO

Instead of traveling ahead, a hiccup in the process sent the six back. Way back.

Any hope of leaving the jungle behind would be lost, as once again the party lands amid endless green and a choking humidity. Similar, yes, but still different: These trees have a different shape and scale, and ferns litter the area freely.

The rumbling felt in one's toes was not from any volcano, however. It was something living in a different sense, moving for a different cause.

As the two-way with Exsilium in the future statics to the indecipherable, a wild and foreign roar can be heard.

Comments

HAWAII

[fivetimesover]

Re: HAWAII

[fivetimesover]

[ As the flash of light faded she was able to take in her surroundings. Loud rumbles, blinding light, intense heat…this was wrong. This was really wrong. A glance at her instrument lets her know that she is indeed not in the right place. Hawaii? Her mind immediately focuses on her comrades, are they alright? What if one of them got injured, this place was clearly not a safe one. She looks around for anyone else, no one. The best she can do is start to look.]

Hello? Is anyone else out there? Are you ok?

[flightlessbird]

[ Artika is getting her bearings just behind Orihime, big dark eyes wide and blinking. This looks... kind of like home! Well, sans the rumbling. What in the world is that?

She edges nearer to Orihime, frowning a little. ]

What is that?

[studieswaitressing]

[She sidles up next to Artika, trying to look around as quickly as possible. Lizard-lookin'-girls gotta stick together, right?]

Whatever it is, I don't think standing in one place for long is going to be a good idea.

[musclebeast]

[The heat isn't so terrible, at his caste his blood is fairly cool but the little light that does show through the leaves is terrible and Equius winces every time it touches his face.]

[A snarl, bowing his head, he quickly moves to pull his hair up in a pony tail and breathes deep. His sweating problem will seem normal in this heat, he's already flooding every step with the salty liquid.]

What the blue blazes, I don't- Ugh, this is extremely discomforting, those Initiative fools are toying with us. How execrable. [He glances at this... blue coloured woman- appealing to look at, yes, except that hair- And nods.]

Yes, you're right, We should try to find something more open and less- [Snarls as some mud caking his steel toed boot-] Dirty.

FISHIN IN HAWAWII shut up i liked that example, who's up for it!

[flightlessbird]

[ You know what totally beats a makeshift fishing pole on a deserted tropical island? Getting a dragon to do your fishing for you. Or at least, according to Artika it does. She's currently snaking through the water in the mid-shallows, horned head darting down now and then, and usually coming up with a fish. Sometimes the fish are assholes, or too slippery, or just out of reach. But for the most part, she's good enough at snapping one up and twisting her neck sharply to fling it back toward shore, where it can be finished off and tucked away. ]

Re: FISHIN IN HAWAWII shut up i liked that example, who's up for it!

[hellodeadpeople]

[ Jack has been looking to do something very similar, a grumbling in her stomach motivating her to get in touch with nature and her inner stream fishing bear instincts, when suddenly she's having to side step a fish that seemed to jump straight out of the water at her on the bank.

Glancing up, she sees the little horned head and squints at it. ]

Wanna watch where you're tossing your dinner, whatever the fuck you are?

wow i just noticed that was a really creative spelling of hawaii, sorry

[flightlessbird]

[ Whoa, hello, she didn't mean to fling a fish at your head. Or maybe she did. The world may never know. But either way she stops, pauses-- and then suddenly there's a naked chick crouched in the water, frowning. ]

That is not my dinner, that is for anyone that is hungry. I already ate mine.

[ All of that would have been a little difficult to pantomime as a dragon. ]

fjdsla lmao i didn't even notice

[hellodeadpeople]

[ What the shit, random naked chick. Jack does a double take and gives said naked chick and 'i'm not sure how comfy i am with whatever's going on here' look ]

...So it's mine? Also, sorry, what the shit are you supposed to be?

Awkward swimming time with Equius!

[studieswaitressing]

[She likes to think that she's pretty good with being subtle when it comes to other people ... although she can always use a little bit of practice. Still, when she'd suggested they go for a swim after getting away from the smoke and lava, she'd had at least one of their party members in mind.]

This looks like as nice a place as any. The water's pretty clear even though we're not that far from lava-land.

[At which point she starts peeling out of her tunic...it's sweaty and gross, anyway.]

[musclebeast]

[He still is rather unsure as to how he got dragged into this, but he can't help but be fondly attracted to the strange alien female. That hue of blue is just so...

wonderful.]

[So here he is, scowling as he follows- of course- and eventually moves to look at the water with a very wary glare through his black shades. Assuming this is later in the day, since he wouldn't go if it was too bright outside anyway, he enjoys the murky darkness of the water but still finds his stomach clenching at the idea of swimming.]

[Just... water reminded him of seadwellers, and seadwellers are ...anyway.]

I suppose so. Remind me again why I'm here, why I'm doing this.

[Wait, swimming is fun?]

[studieswaitressing]

Because it'll help you cool off?

[It'll also hopefully help reduce the ... odour he's giving off. She slips into the water and gives him a small splash.]

And because it's fun. I mean, I guess it's no backyard pool, but it's not that bad.

UNKNOWN

[fivetimesover]

Arrival?

[hellodeadpeople]

[ A few coughs of choking on the gross humidity and excess of freshness of the jungle and Jack immediately launches into her bitching as soon as the six arrive in the new area with a flash of light. ]

Yeah, this is still not Kansas anymore. Seriously? I want the money I didn't pay for this trip back.

[ A rumbling underfoot and a distant roar and Jack's mouth hangs open for a moment, giving a 'you have to be shitting me' kind of expression to the other six ]

Oh fuck whatever that is.

iDK HOW WE ARE FORMATTING THIS SO UH THIS IS OPEN??

[withouthumanity]

[ Loki rises with a few choice words, glancing around at his surroundings with an expression of great and terrible anger. Also, it is something of a childish expression that flits over his face -- a sort of petulance as he regains his footing.

What. Is. This?

Asking would be obvious, and foolish, and so instead he chooses to take careful steps through the wilderness that is available to him. ]

A realm not unlike Vanaheim. Interesting.

[ He looks... less than approachable, but he's not going anywhere. B) ]

[studieswaitressing]

[Hey, it's that guy she felt she'd both annoyed and found some sort of kinship with.]

I'm really hoping that we're going to be here for even less time than we were in that other place.

[Raven has just inadvertently cursed the entire group with being here for months. Sorry gais.]

Vanaheim?

[withouthumanity]

[ Oh, hey, it's that witty and silly girl. Well, you know what? He'll take it over being alone, here. He doesn't exactly smile when he turns around to face her, but it's certainly not an expression of any negative value. ]

I cannot fathom the further consequences of doing so. [ He's picked up bits and pieces, but it all really comes down to -- well, the humans here are still vastly unintelligent, or at least very bad at planning, and he definitely doesn't appreciate being drawn into that level of incompetence and to this degree. ] Who is to say that this will remedy, and not exacerbate, these problems? [ He sneers slightly, annoyed with the thought, before he's finally turning to face her all the way. ]

Vanaheim. One of the Nine Realms. It has a similar -- a similar environment. [ but there aren't dinosaurs, just troll things. s'coo'. ]

[fivetimesover]

[OH HAY, its that knight or whatever.]

Umo… [and then she realized she didn't know his name...WHOOPS] Mr. Knight?

[withouthumanity]

[ It most definitely is, complete with funny hat that somehow made its way into the past and is now just a very inefficient weapon against raptors!!

That way of addressing him surprises him a little, but he tries not to let it show when he faces her. ]

Oh; it is you. [ After a moment. ] You've found yourself here, in this unusual place, as well?

Girl time with Jack; about six weeks in

[studieswaitressing]

[She'd really been hoping that they'd be gone from this place before now. They'd only been in Hawaii for a few days, why had it been more than a month in this place?

Sure, they'd been able to make an all-right sort of treehouse from the spare branches eventually, but getting food had been a pain. She was huddled next to the fire at the base of the tree and roasting some sort of large rodent on a stick over it.]

It's almost done, if you want some.

8D

[hellodeadpeople]

[ Luckily for Jack, food gathering's a little bit easier, seeing as she can just biotic the oversized freak fish right out of the water and hold them there until the wiggling stops. She climbs on the rope ladder of the treehouse and plops a couple of large fish inside - to be cooked later for the others. ]

Mmh, smells like chicken. [ spoken sarcastically as she hauls herself up. ] How's it going, Betty Crocker?

:>

[studieswaitressing]

It's not the worst thing I've ever eaten.

[She shrugs, pulling the roasted meat off the fire and grabbing a chunk unceremoniously off the creature.]

At least these ones are big enough that they're not just bones. When I was younger, I used to try and get squirrels -- but they don't have too much meat on them.

[Yeah, okay, so maybe she had a more eventful childhood until meeting Charles than she's let on.]

Let's meet a dinosaur?!

[fivetimesover]

[They had been in this new place for a few days now? At least that's what they thought, it was hard to keep track of time. Knowing they were in Hawaii for several days they had set up a makeshift camp of sorts and now a team had set out in search of food. They traveled through the lush forest in search of anything they could bring back that would be edible.]

AW YEAH LET'S DO IT i vote raptors

[flightlessbird]

[ It kind of sucks walking around on two legs here, with all the big leaves and stuff that flap in your face. So Artika has taken to spending most of her time in the four-legged scaly shape, even if it makes communication sort of a hassle. But she's currently snaking after Orihime, darting up trees now and then to knock down promising-looking fruits.

Which is probably about when the rustling-bushes starts up. ]

Re: AW YEAH LET'S DO IT i vote raptors

[fivetimesover]

[Orihime collects the fruit as it's dropped from the trees, giving feedback on which ones were good and which were bad. She was so used to the sounds Artika made as she climbed in the trees that she didn't notice the new rustling coming from behind her.]