The scream startles her and she slips, falling just before the Tsahik. Sylvie was panting, already trying to pack up. She had no real weapons, just a small knife. Woefully unprepared for such an encounter. Her blonde hair quite messy now from running through the brush.

At the stream Neytiri cleaned her arrows in, her peace will be interrupted. First by a cackling nintang running off with a large sky people tablet. And soon a deam walker following it. Gently wrestling it from the creatures mouth. "Not for chewing!"

If Eylena could maybe know Sylvia.. maybe they could be friendly. "I am not pretending to be innocent. I know my presence is a disruption to your home. But- I hope that the Great Mother does not see me as a threat to the balance of life here. I want to preserve it." She held Freyr tighter.

She was herded in her panic. Maybe inadvertently, maybe on purpose. She goes into the water. Taking her chances with the current over spears and arrows. One hits, causing a yelp. It doesnt stick but its enough to leave a blood trail when she eventually gets out the other side. The light blonde—

".. Not all of them." Just a quiet voice. She holds the nintang that follows her close. It was comfortable in her arms. Though clearly she was using him for comfort in this moment. "I want to learn Eylena. I am just a lousy student."

⠀ · ࣪ ⊹ 𓂃 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 .ᐟ

Falling very unceremoniously out of a tree. "Damnit! Ah.." A whine. There go the Hexapedes. Sigh.. "Freyr.. help me?" The nintang seems amused by her incompetence. But begins to follow where the herd fled to.

Sylvia doesnt stop. She plans to get as far away as possibly. Sylv is clumsy, tumbling roughly down a steep embankment into water. But its shallow. And it doesnt stop her though some thorns have scraped her. She doesnt know where she is running. Her mind is no different than that suffering calf—

⠀ · ࣪ ⊹ 𓂃 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫 .ᐟ

Nintang hidden in her backpack. Hes poking his head out once in a while but otherwise content inside.

It was deeply unsettling. She felt sick to her stomach about it all. She wanted to collect the calf and run.. but it would slow her down too much. She was no hunter or fighter. She was a scientist with an interesting connection to animals. Taking some breaths, she sees her opportunity. Taking it—

Sylvia has to cover her mouth so she doesnt scream. Eyes instantly welling at the destruction of the animals. She has to try and sneak away. Just away, far away. She has no mount to call on to get her away so it had to be slow. Everywhere she turned was horror. A personal hell.

Seeing maybe her only opportunity, Sylvia begins to back away. Keeping low. Moving as quietly as she can. When they arent in view, she keeps her eyes fixed on any slight movement. When she believes she is clear enough to not cause attention, that is when she turns and runs.

Sylvia is very still and keeping as low as possible. Having heard stories of the clan, their appearance unmistakable. Her heart was racing..

@thefirenflame.bsky.social Scary woman spotted, time to be scarce and hide away.

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Introducing "Heyo, welcome to Gold-Hand Ranch darlin! We got fruits, berries, some eggs, oh!!! We also got flowers!" Lucas Crawthorne "Sup, names Lucas, how ya doin??"

Temp Pin.

"Following the meer deer daily routine patterns is not very enthralling.. but they do bring me to interesting spots."

"No particular reason. You just look like you need these more than I do right now." She spoke gently. Still extending her offer.

Sylvia retrieves them from her back. Various items but mainly archer thicket sticks.

"I have gathered some supplies if you would like to use them? I am not a very good hunter.."

@rawmstray.bsky.social "Saru! Sorry to interrupt you." She comes over. In her hand was a wrist guard. Made of dyed leather, sinew for stitching and embroidered with a dire horse. "I.. was being shown how to make some items. I made these for you. I hope they fit."

❝ 𝑻𝒐𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒏 𝒊 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓. ❞

"Sorry- I dont mean to stare." The Sky person gets behind Eyzeya. Staying low as to not throw off the hunt. "May I watch?"

Her rifle is out and she has it lined up to a Hammerhead. Not to kill it, she has tranquilizers loaded. Just waiting for a prime spot. Hammerhead hide is very thick.. the needle is.. unsettling large but appropriate for an animal that side. She waits. Once an opportunity to hit softer hide—

𝐓𝐱𝐮𝐫 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐲ä𝐟𝐩𝐢 𝐩𝐞𝐲ä 𝐓𝐱𝐮𝐫 𝐚 𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐲ä𝐟𝐩𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐲ä

Sylvia is crouched on the ground. Having tracked a small herd of hexapede through lush jungle. Her journal out, carefully being sketched in, not wanting to alert the sensitive beast to her presence. Or.. anything else around her.

CoffeePossum- Working on it, bare with me.

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Jayce dont ignore me Jayce Jaybe Jay Please

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Your confidence is inspiring, Jinx. I wish I could imitate it.

Jayce has no brain power. He needs a recharge station.

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.. They already took it as evidence. It nearly blew up my lab.

Though, the bomb I had to disable is not good for your case..

Innocent until proven guilty (innocent).

Jayce was a sweetheart for that. Or maybe learned the first time that Viktor can be grumpy. Though with his cough getting worse, hard to say if he will have the energy to scold Jayce. Hes laying on his book which had several schematic designs for other Hextech tools on it. Some completely dreamed—

"Caitlyn..? Its a pleasure to see you again." A weak smile.

𝙴𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚂𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝙿𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 ⊱ ────── {⋆❉⋆} ────── ⊰ #RP // LOL + ARCANE • MATURE THEMES • OC FRIENDLY • DETAILED/DESCRIPTIVE • LGBTQ FRIENDLY ⊱ ────── {⋆❉⋆} ────── ⊰ NSFW IN DMS -- 18+