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Who: everyone!
When: Day 6
Where: everywhere!
What: regrouping after the event

Well, the swarm is over and the queen has died. What are you doing now, friends?

Heading back to the boneyard to regroup? Staying at the queen's carcass to harvest meat and pearl things? Staying maybe to heal if you're banged up? Or maybe you're arguing with others over what to do.

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This might come as a surprise to you, but I don't really care about the opinion of someone who's going to judge me based on how I look.

Hey, it's a useful tool! [ Psh. ] Yeah, whatever, you're just jealous you don't look this good.

[She shakes her head with a little wry smile.]

... Of course. You got it. I'm jealous.

See? I'm always right.

[ Is he joking with her, or is he serious?

It's doubtful even he knows. ]

Uh huh.

I'm going to quote that at you next time you're wrong.

Uuuunlikely to happen, but okay!

[ He turns away from her, and back towards the giant corpse of the queen. He eyes it all critically, now from a more practical point of view. ]

How do you think we're gonna...I dunno, salvage it all? We can't let it go to waste after everything.

[She follows his line of vision, considering the problem.]

Ugh. If I had my lightsabers, it would be easy...

I think our first order of business should be investigating whatever's down that sinkhole. We might be able to find something sharp down there to cut with.

[ He peers down, face crinkling. ]

You wanna go down there? [ (unsure) ] Fine, I guess...ladies first.

What, you scared?

[ Of course he takes the bait. ]

Uh, no. You wanna watch my six?

[ There's a quirk in his brow that lets her know just what he means by 'his six'. ]

[LANCE PLEASE.]

What's there to watch?

[ rude as hell??? ]

Wow. I'm wounded, Ashla.

[ He's no Beyoncé but he isn't flat like Keith!!!! ]

[She can't help it, she gives little chuckle.]

I'm confident you'll make a full recovery.

Well, whatever. Feast your eyes, I guess!

[ He's going first. Hook, line, sinker, etc. ]

All right, all right. I'm watching.

[As he goes down, she comes to the edge to peer over and watch him, making sure he lands safely.]

Aaah--!

[ He does! Land safely, that is. Nobody said anything about gracefully, though.

Yeah that...sure is an impressive faceplant. ]

Ow...

[She calls down just to make sure:]

Are you okay?

[She might be snippy, but she's not mean.]

My face hurts. [ A beat. ] Can you come down and kiss it better?

[ He's fine. ]

[She jumps down after him with ease and lands on both feet as easily and lightly as a cat. Show off.]

Get real.

Show off.

[ Who's the jealous one, again? ]

Man, this hole is massive.

[She peers down.]

Wow. Yeah, I'll say. ... What do you think it is?

No clue. Guess we're gonna find out...

[ Actually taking point. Gulp. ]

Is that...some kind of ship...? Are you seeing this?

It... could be. If it's a ship, though, it's been here a while...

[Enough for that much sand to pile on top of it.]

We don't know that. How long does it take for sand to pile up out here?

[ It's some kind of container, for sure, wether or not it's a proper ship will become obvious as they look inside. ]

We should be careful...we don't know what's in there.

I agree. You should stay behind me.