sixthiterationlogs | "i'm beginning to think negatively, jean-luc" ( CLOSED )

WHO: Beverly Crusher
WHERE: Off to the northwest and homeward bound
WHEN: May 10th
OPEN TO: Jean-Luc Picard
WARNINGS: tbd

In hindsight, Beverly will say she should have expected something like this to happen.

Next to holodeck malfunctions, transporter malfunctions are one of the top problems on Starfleet ships. One would think they would have come up with a way to make them foolproof, but not yet. So, all told, Beverly has been whisked away suddenly more times than she might care to count. She really should have expected to one day turn around in the hospital only to find herself stepping out into a section of ground that is very definitely not part of the village. Either village.

In fact, she can't even really see much of the villages. Assuming what's on the other side of the trees and whatever else is in fact one or the other.

Folding her arms over her chest, she glares at the horizon, thinking this will be a long trip back. "What I wouldn't do for a tricorder here," she huffs, as though she hasn't had that thought almost every day for the last year.

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"Wonderful," she sighs tiredly. "This place just keeps getting better and better, doesn't it?"

This isn't the first time they've had to worry about surviving on an alien planet and it's a good thing Starfleet has always been insistent on making sure its officers know how to survive just about anywhere and even without their usual Starfleet-issue equipment. Otherwise they might be having more than a few problems right now.

"At least we can figure out the cardinal directions through the sun." It isn't cloudy or raining, so at least they have that marker. That's something. "Almost makes you want to climb a tree to see if you can spot anything further."

"Unfortunately, yes. Some amount of unusual flora and fauna is almost to be expected given this clearly isn't any world that we're familiar with? But even so, there seems to be a rather excessive amount of things that can detrimentally effect someone."

It's perhaps not quite as harmful as it could be, perhaps. But only in the fact that no one has so far died, or been transformed into something else, and given the wide variety of other way there are for people to become ill or injured even on a world that doesn't boast the species this one does, that's not saying a whole lot. Especially when they're having to find out what everything does pretty much by trial and error.

"If we can find one that looks like it would be relatively easy to climb, that wouldn't be a bad idea, actually."

"You might be better at the climbing part than I am," she says dubiously, stepping up to the closest tree and resting a hand on its trunk. "This one doesn't look too bad. Too bad we don't have a coin to flip to see who gets to try first."

So far they haven't run across anything deadly, but they would be right fools not to think that was possible out here. The various illnesses and the cold and the lightning she had apparently just barely missed a year ago are all bad enough. Given that this entire planet or simulation is new means that the rules have changed and the danger level may well have also.

She sighs and reaches up to one of the branches, testing how much weight it might be able to bear. "I'll give it a try, if you can give me a boost up."

"Unfortunately, it doesn't seem like the Observers care much for the idea of money."

Which certainly makes the idea of barter a good deal easier in the long run, yes. But even he has to that even in a money-less society there are still a few uses for coins. One of which Beverly has just touched on. Not that there's anything he can do about the fact, mind, and he simply nods at Beverly's comment, bending to give her a boost up as he does so.

"If you can't get high enough to see anything, we can see if I have any better luck."

He's not holding out much hope that he will, mind. But he's willing to give it a try all the same, if it should be necessary.

To Beverly's credit, she manages to get up onto the branch with Jean-Luc's healp. Unfortunately, she doesn't manage to get much higher up before her fear of heights becomes almost paralyzing. She'd managed heights before; during the mission on Celtris III and again on Kesprytt, she had managed to climb up and down a few cliff faces and sheer rock walls. Those were more because she had no other choice than any kind of bravery related to facing her fears. Now....

"Okay, I tried," she concedes after a minute or so of holding onto the trunk of the tree, standing on a branch a little ways up. Taking a deep breath and urging her anxiety and heart to calm down so her hands might stop shaking, she slowly lowers herself so she's sitting on the branch. A minute later, she lowers herself again down to the one above Jean-Luc. "Your turn."

There is a distinct lack of necessity here, it's true. Not that he's unwilling to at least give her the space to try all the same if she should want to, but he doesn't blame her in the least for not being able to manage either. Instead he simply nods at her comment, before offering her a hand down, if she should care for one.

Either way, once she's gotten her feet on solid ground again, he hoists himself up into the tree without further ado.

"I shouldn't be too long."

And unless she has anything else she wants to say, he'll set out on his way up the tree.

Beverly is much happier on solid ground, that much is for sure. She keeps an eye on Jean-Luc as he makes his way up the tree, ready to help if he should need it. His skill and confidence in climbing should be a lot higher than hers and she doubts he will need her. But just in case, she's ready.

Once he's further up the tree and she doesn't have a very good line of sight up to him, she calls up, "Any luck up there? How high are you?"

For all that he certainly doesn't expect to need her help, there's always the possibility of a branch breaking underfoot, to say nothing of any other sort of injury that can come from climbing a tree like this. Not that he hasn't had his share of practice, but even that isn't any guarantee that accidents won't still happen.

"I can't see the village from here. I'm going to try going around the other side. It's possible it's in the other direction."

And if that doesn't work, he'll try getting a little higher in the tree and see if that helps.

The whole thing makes her nervous. She can stand on the ground and watch easier than she can actually climb and she knows Jean-Luc is good at climbing and cautious besides. All the same, neither of them knows what might be lurking around at any moment, either on the ground or in the trees. And if they don't find their way back to either village, they could be stuck out here. Neither of them wants that.

"All right. I'll keep an eye out for trouble down here."

"i'm beginning to think negatively, jean-luc" ( CLOSED )

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