[MINGLE] Worried/Sick 2: Snake Expedition & Recovery!

[sixthiteration]

WHERE: Anywhere; multiple locations
WHEN: Apx. 19-27 November
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Serious illness and reactions to such, snakes, hallucinations

IMPORTANT NOTES: This is the second of two mingles. Please see the timing and general event details here.

Not putting any mod top-levels in this one — Just make sure you label your own top-level clearly as to whether it's Expedition or Recovery, and as always, whether it is OTA or not!

Please keep in mind the established plot details, but creative license is welcome and encouraged as long as it doesn't step on toes.

Comments

cw: suicide mention

[fishermansweater]

He doesn't intend to disrupt the others; the cry had been in genuine surprise and -- though he's not going to admit as such -- fear at the prospect of being bitten again. He's watching the snake, and the snake takes another angry lunge towards him, making him wonder again exactly why he'd thought this would be a good idea.

"Any idea what?" he asks Phryne. She doesn't look entirely at ease with what's in front of her either, though whether that's because of the snake or what the snake is doing isn't so easy to work out.

"It's almost like there's some sort of forcefield." He doesn't know enough about them to know exactly how they work, or how one would suddenly appear between him and a snake, and it's not doing what the forcefields in the arena do, more like what the ones around the Training Center, gently pushing the snake away like the forcefields are supposed to catch desperate tributes and keep them on the roof.

[fishingfortrouble]

The idea of a force field, in precisely the way Finnick is currently using it, is not entirely something that Phryne is familiar with. But she thinks she has a general sense of what he's getting at all the same. (The fact that snake very clearly can't reach its target helps.) It doesn't do much to explain why or how the force field should happen to be there, but that's a matter for later, she figures.

"I'm afraid I don't have any idea on what. But it looks like whatever it is starts about... here."

She reaches a hand out at that, until it bumps up against the outer edge of the bubble.

"And whatever it is it's remarkably solid."