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When Emerwyn heard Ian giggle, her face flushed, and her eyes widened.
She broke away, shifting her entire body around to face him.
This only made matters worse, of course, when she saw how the man was clad.
Her body cringed, when she realized how she was clad. She thanked God that she'd worn her coat that night. She used it to cover herself, and forced herself to look away. She wasn't supposed to think that way; not about anyone, but...

She sat there, on her knees, her head bowed down into her shoulder, her arms holding her coat shut tight.

Who did this?

Emerwyn was petrified. And Ian was smiling!

"What - We - I - Did we... do anything???"

She was knocked unconcious. The horrifying possiblities were endless.

Emerwyn swiftly complied with Ian's request, searching frantically through the familiar bushes for one in particular. "Here we go..." She plucked several leaves, handed them to him, with her eyes shielded.

"Were you... awake last night? Did you see the explosion? The power went out, too."

Emerwyn smelled around. "I don't know where we are, either. I'm not sure many people have come this deep into the jungle before."

"So, you weren't knocked unconcious? The explosion woke me up, I only saw the end of it... I wonder what it was. And, I wonder what's become of Moreau... Perhaps there was an accident."

((Crossposting like a good girl.))

She felt...sticky.

Her first reaction was to try and kick off the covers. It was way too hot in this damn duplex.

Who the ******** turned off the AC anyways?

Grumbling at the heat and still half asleep, Antony rolled over onto her back. Her eyes snapped open when she felt a sharp object jabbing painfully into her spine, and then widened when it wasn't the ceiling that she saw, but a thick canopy of green. She was sitting seconds later.

The first thought that came to her mind was that she may have wandered somewhere drunk. It wouldn't be the first time that something like that had happened, so to her it was entirely plausible.

But, she didn't have anything to drink. No matter how hard she searched her memory, all she could remember was taking a walk and having a good long smokathon.

A gasp and a rushed pat down later, Antony relaxed visibly. The smokes were safe, and she had her lighter. Everything was okay.

Until reality really set in that is... Her violet eyes immediately scanned her surroundings carefully. Alone. There was no one else in sight.

Pushing herself to her feet, the tattooed woman listened hopefully. Nothing. Only the distant sound of water running and the general animal sounds greeted her.

And she still did not know how the ******** she ended up here.

How the HELL did she end up here?!

Panic began to tingle slowly through her body, until her brain was on fire.

"Hello?" She called out hopefully, tiny sliver of hope disappearing almost instantly. There was no ********. ******** ******** ******** chest began to rise and fall quickly, anger soon replacing fear. It had to be that ******** Doctor. It just had to be.

And Antony seethed. What a ******** reality check this was, and just like that, any hope she had been hanging onto was gone.

Carrot Top was going to ******** die.

Soon her anger turned into a wrathful determination, and Antony oriented herself towards the sound of the running water before she began to push and shove her way through the foliage.

It didn't take her too long to find a stream. Kneeling down, she removed her glasses and began to splash her face with the refreshing liquid. After a while, she gave up and simply ducked her head into the water. She splashed her head free with a bout of coughs before replacing her glasses to their rightful place.

The water was making her thirsty, but was it safe to drink? She stared at the sparkling stream before sighing deeply and dipping her cupped hands into the water.

Bottoms up.

Moments later her thirst had been satisfied and she was back on her feet. All else fails, she would get sick and then gleefully get to throw up all over Carrot Top. The mere thought made her grin, and was enough to fuel her hike along the stream. A smoke or two made it even better.

She would be at the beach in no time.

"Well, the village is north of here.
We just need to find north."
Her eyes searched the tree-covered sky.
"I think one of us may need to climb. Unless you have intuit directional skills, we're going to need to see the sun."

Just great, now he had an audience. Quickly putting on his leaves he blushed and looked at the ground. "My apologies for that display." Ian's voice was quiet, but hearable. In the duo that joined them he recognized Lauren - the one that had driven on the way to the laboratories. Ian turned to Emerwyn, "Sorry m'dear, I fear that I am unable to climb. Perhaps miss Lauren can, she appears to have claws."

Lauren looked Ian up and down, hmm he didn't look as bad as she thought. Too bad the leaves were obscuring her view. A slight smile crossed her lips but then she saw Emerwyn slightly smiling as if she didn't want to towards Lauren. Lauren simply beamed at her.

"Hell, I could climb trees before these claws!" Lauren exclaimed proudly. She looked around this area. "But ********, this would have to be the part of the jungle I havn't explored yet." Lauren shook her head, "Nope, no clue what so ever."

She pointed to the big hole as to Emerwyn's last question. "That god damn over sized snake hole. It's a huge tunnel, kind of neat but kind of spooky that some moron trapped us in here. Wait until Moreau finds out, he will have them." Lauren was very convinced that Moreau was NOT behind all of this.