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[lefthandfree]

Who: Hunk (astromechanic), Lance (ceruleo), James Barnes (lefthandfree), and later Boney
When: Day 22
Where: Ruins of the collapsed chamber below the Forgotten City
What: The Hunt For Boney, or How The First Saved The Last

[It’s a group effort, trying to uncover what got buried. Of course, there’s a lot of area to cover and not so much in the way of knowing where exactly the slow-talking skull guy, The Last per its own words and subsequently the video Bucky had witnessed, had been when everything started caving in. There’s little doubt that it has to be somewhere underneath all the rubble however. When he’s made his way down, he finds a couple of others making work near where he personally suspects may be a prime location and heads over to help them out.]

You two find anything yet? [He fits himself near where they’ve already made some progress and starts shifting boulders of his own. Using just the one arm and his weight, of course.]

Comments

[ceruleo]

[ When Hunk had told him about the alien that had spoken to him in the ruins, it was easy to make the connection between that and the alien Cayde had run into in the downed ship, also calling itself 'the Last'. Beyond that, it wasn't too terribly hard to convince him to pitch in with the rescue effort, though now that the sun was high and he was sweating bullets, he was complaining just as hard as he was working. There are a lot of things Lance is good at; tough manual labor isn't one of them. ]

I wish. [ He turns to Bucky, wiping the sweat off his brow. In the absence of shovels they have to dig with their hands, and it's clear that despite his initial enthusiasm, Lance is exhausted. He turns his head to peer over the ridge of debris. ] Hunk! Any luck?

[astromechanic]

Nothing yet - but the more the merrier. [ The second part is shouted at Bucky. Hunk's working up a sweat in the unyielding heat, but he hasn't stopped to take a break yet. Whatever that alien guy was, he'd been trying to help them when that robot went berserk. If he's still around down there, they owe it to Boney to dig him out.

He stops over one particularly large piece of rocky debris, considering it for a second as he wipes at his brow. At an angle the shadows turn the rock into a vaguely eerie resemblance of a certain Altean and his mustache. ] I think the heat's starting to get to me...

[lefthandfree]

[Hunk’s words immediately send off alarms in Bucky’s head. That’s not something anyone should be saying in this climate...]

Hey, now. Don’t go getting dehydrated. That’s a death sentence in this heat. Drink some water and take a breather if you need to.

[Though he then notices the rather large piece of debris and nods toward it.] How about I take care of that for you while you rest a bit?

[ceruleo]

I mean, I don't think we'll refuse any volunteers. [ Hunk is over six feet tall and about four feet wide, so Lance doesn't typically consider him fragile, though he knows that of the pair of them Hunk tends to be more delicate than he lets on. Still, Lance can't quite help the worried lilt to his voice when he turns to his friend, head cocked. ] You good, buddy?

[astromechanic]

... yeah, I'm good. [ He shakes his head at Coran's creepy rock twin, yanking it free from where it's leveraged and tossing it away with a light puff. He cocks his head at Bucky. ] The next one's all yours.

[ He steps back to sit... realizing after a moment that he's sitting on Coran's rocky face. He jumps up, finding another rock to perch on for a minute or two while he catches his breath for the first time since they started. ]

[lefthandfree]

[He watches in mild amusement at these two (clearly) friends. They’ve obviously made good progress on their own already, so he knows they don’t necessarily need his help in particular. Still, progress is progress, and physical labor is far more often a numbers game.]

You’ve got it, pal, [he remarks to Hunk with a mock salute as he steps over to continue his progress.

Of course, he still barely knows either of them, so working in silence is kind of really awkward. That given, recon is always easy to disguise as smalltalk.] Don’t suppose either of you could tell me what exactly happened here?

[He obviously missed the party. Didn’t get the invite.]