[ MINGLE ] MINING EXPEDITION

[nonstopnarcissist]

WHO: Tony Stark & Co.
WHERE: North West Mountain Range
WHEN: November 5th - 8th
OPEN TO: Open to all
WARNINGS: Language, canon typical violence

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The Hike Up/Down

After sending a message out the day before to meet him in the fountain park at dawn (daylight is important) Tony packs up. Supplies secured and a path found mostly by working himself up (not that difficult) and following the blue path only he can see (still weird) Tony guides his modest expedition up a winding way over rivers and to a promising stony outcropping at the base of the mountains before needing a moment to 're-calibrate'. AkA get stressed out as to where to head next for optimal ore extraction. It takes a minute but- again, he's got a lot of anxieties to kick into gear and it should be easy enough to nudge their rag tag little group further up until they find the right spot. Making an easy walk down- well. That's also a trick. Finding a quick path back to the village before they lose the light- marking the way they've come so they can find it the next day? Kind of important.


Digging a Hole

Breaking ground is a matter of staring, trying to think back to what little he knows of geology (not fucking much), and waiting for the anxiety to get to the point where it'll hand him something specific. They need ore, they need a good starting location, and once they manage to pinpoint it? Pickaxes are handed out, a nearby cave explored, and Tony strips down to get to work. Crack stone, haul it out, rinse, repeat. Anything usable gets put in sacks made from stolen sheets to be hauled down- not the best system he's got but they're just getting started. Regular breaks are A thing, canteens of water passed around- he's pretty sure there's a stream somewhere that should help with the 'not dying of thirst' issue in the future.


Encounters With Natives

Somewhere on the hike up, during the dig, or taking a rest on one of the craggy boulders surrounding the cave where they're chipping away at stone, signs of native fauna linger. There's a patchy nest looking thing where one can hear the mewling of peakittens, blue eyed, tiny, and abandoned by the looks of it. Loping about the slopes a few curious mountain elk that bound in at the sign of food, keeping a cautious distance but wandering close should anyone appear friendly. Near the woods, though, just as they wind their way up- or make their way back down at the end of the day? Dust Moths have taken to the air, shimmering wings leaving powder in the air.


Environmental Effects

During the hike up in the predawn there's lying mist clinging to the sides of the mountain in thin curls, swirling in the air as they hike through it. Careful not to inhale too deeply, otherwise you might find yourself a little more honest than you'd like for most of the morning, and that could make the rest of the hike pretty damn awkward. In the caves proper there's stone and ore enough- and a dark, black powder that tastes of licorice and ash. Shadow dust. Maybe the next few swings don't do as much damage- or do any at all. Maybe they picking up stone becomes impossible till you're in the light.


In Too Deep

On the second, maybe the third day all their activity and digging catches some aggressive attention. A pickaxe sunk too deep, cracking through a cave wall and finding a den of snarling, hungry cave wolves that spill through the hole all snapping teeth and snarling claws, bursting out of the tunnels to scatter whoever's dared to come close to their home. A tree felled to mark their path startles a giant boar into charging, bellowing in the night, turning tusk and muscle to clear it's own way through their weary line.

Comments

[alittlelonger]

"Oh, is that not a custom ... of course it isn't! I have to stop assuming people know the same things." Rinoa will get used to it eventually. She smiles. "It's a thing you do when you say something that you don't want to come true. You knock on wood. So like, I said things could be worse. And if things then got immediately worse, it feels like saying that could be part of why it would. Even if it isn't."

Rinoa chuckles. "Wow I never realized how superstitious that was. The general idea is, I say something I don't want to happen, and to make sure it doesn't happen, I knock on wood. Which ... makes no sense." She can't help it, she laughs. "I don't think I've explained that out loud before, what a weird custom."

[to_defend]

7 lets out a little chuckle with her. "Yeah, that is a hard one to put together." She'll certainly be thinking on it for a bit, but she won't come to any greater conclusions even then.

"What other sort of customs do you have?"

[alittlelonger]

Rinoa thinks about it. There are a lot of sayings and phrases that are common language to them, but she's not sure which ones are general or specific to her home. "There's cross your fingers for luck." She crosses them to show her. "I guess a lot more are superstitious than I thought! There's getting the jitters, I don't know where it came from, it means you're nervous. And calling someone a chicken means they're scared. I'm not sure why, chickens get scared but so do a lot of animals."

She taps a finger on her chin. "There's a lot to do with the monsters we deal with on the road every day. You have to walk super carefully. It kind of makes sense, we're so worried about luck all the time, when it'd be easy for it to go wrong." She is so used to it, but she knows now that not everyone walked around waiting to be attacked.

[to_defend]

"Huh, I guess it would make sense to have a lot of superstitious habits if you're depending so much on luck."

Some of that could have applied to her own world, too; it wasn't like any of them had the benefit of following a plan.

"What were the monsters like?"

[alittlelonger]

"Ohhh we have so many kinds! Let me think of where to start!" Rinoa made a list in her head of the most interesting and bizarre ones as they kept walking toward the mines.


[ooc: okay to wrap? Figured they'd just chatter back and forth forever lol]

[to_defend]

7 will listen intently, learning what she can about this odd little habits humans had.

[[ooc: okay to wrap! :) ]]