don't let the battles pick you [OTA]

[candor1]

WHO: C. Andor
WHAT: He is fr-us-tr-at-ed at social primate nature. Where's a droid when you need one.
WHERE: The woods
WHEN: (Twd end of Fireflies)
OPEN TO: ALL
WARNINGS: Medical technobabble, referenced suicide attempt, lack of anything actually happening.
STATUS: open

( we never do go over, we always gotta go through )

[ open ] how sharper than a serpent's tooth

[kosu]

WHO: Spock
WHERE: canyon wall, inn
WHEN: March 19 - 21
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: N/A Will update as necessary
STATUS: Open

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March 19 - Canyon Wall

Spock had thus far been lucky to escape the lightning bugs, taking care to avoid any swarms of bugs she had spotted in the distance. Even before realizing the side effects, Spock had been disinclined to study the bugs. Her new, human body was far more prone to injury than the body with which she was accustomed, and part of the avoidance stemmed from a lack of desire to be stung.

That sentiment only applied to the bugs because Spock had been spending an increasing amount of time near the canyon walls, studying them for a possible means of escape. She had been in the village for a month, with no concrete plan to return to her ship and no ability to leave, which was not at all her style. While she lacked the talent for creative problem solving that many of her human peers did, Spock was equipped with stubbornness and vast knowledge, even if it was somewhat harder to remember all of her knowledge and her recall was not as exact as it would have been were her physiology still that of a Vulcan's.

Logic dictates that a canyon wall has to lead somewhere. If she could simply reach the top - and even knowing that her fellow companions in the village would have attempted such a feat did not stop her.

It was the lightning bugs that stopped her. Not even that far up the wall of the canyon, the bugs swarmed over her, a stinging mass that surrounded her for a few minutes, causing her grip to slip on the surface, and sending her tumbling to the ground. Normally a fall from such a short distance would have been nothing for her, and she had learned from a young age how to fall so to not damage anything vital, but it still left her bruised and gasping on the ground.

"Pain is a thing of the mind," she ground out, muttering to herself as she attempted to clear her mind. Meditation would not help now, but at least the familiar mantra was a distraction.

There was a benefit to the fall, and to her attempt to meditate: she failed to pay attention to the fact that she had been stung.

March 20 and on - Inn, around the village

After her disastrous fall from the canyon wall and the subsequent fever from the lightning bugs, Spock had elected to stay a little closer to the village. She would be found at the Inn and the buildings close by, exploring more of the place she in which she was currently forced to live, as it stood to reason that she would be there for a little longer than intended.

For now, that meant figuring out a better idea of the location, and what was readily available. As she healed up - or rather, as soon as she could move without visually displaying traces of discomfort - Spock will be investigating the various buildings, especially the blacksmith's building and the schoolhouse.