The Exam: IC Community

Who: Octavia Blake and Eleven
What: Octavia wants to help look for her friend
Where: near food storage in the village
When: Backdated a tad to day one, room 5
Rating: Low

( The jungle was no place for a kid to be on her own... )

Has anyone seen Steve? He's my friend and I can't find him.

Um. No?

I mean.

I kinda need to be back at the house.

Why am I suddenly in the jungle? This is not where the rift went, and it's closed and I was nowhere near it anyway. So. Why? Am? I? Here?

I don't....

I don't really understand. What happened, exactly? Weren't we just...

Did something go wrong?

Who's gonna look after my pokemon Growlithe?

[Luke]

You holding up okay in this heat?

[John]

Looks like we have another delightful surprise coming our way, huh?

[Ned]

You still with us?

Anybody else thinking we're in for a wild ride?

So, uh. I feel ridiculous asking this, but I need some help. I...am kind of hopeless with weapons. But I have a knife. And the only thing I know how to do with a knife is cut meat or spread butter. Help?

Given the sudden unexpected heat I’m definitely glad that I run hot.

It’s not like you can just walk around in nothing after all.

so... what happens now?

i've never seen so much green.

So you're telling me I get dropped in some village in the middle of a jungle and someone's replaced my weapon with a knife?

Yeah, sounds about right.

Name's Qrow. Don't guess there's a group of teenagers running around here? One's got a whole lot of blonde hair and a prosthetic arm, another's got shortish dark hair and acts like she's drained a whole pot of coffee, and I'm gonna do whoever's reading this a favor and not describe all eight of them.

The lack of undead shuffling around is refreshing.

Not sure about the rest of it.

Last thing I expected was this. Or how familiar it feels. Nothing should feel like this. Nothing.

This is more familiar to me than it should be.

Hopefully no war or issues with the natives this time around, but maybe I'm being overly optimistic.

Anyone know who elected to "exit"? Trying to get a sense of who we lost.

This many doors? And one that sounds like it's housing a small tribe of people who are more likely to murder you and shrink your head?

Let the fun begin, I suppose.

The vegetation is lovely, but that is possibly the largest spider I've ever seen and it seems far less concerned about me than I am about it.

To be fair, I am very concerned about it.

Well, at least this feels pretty familiar.

( WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE )