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[closed] and since we've one place to go

Who: Nathan Drake, Elena Fisher, Agent Washington, Agent Maine, Kyna Midha, Staci Pratt, Poe Dameron, Taako Taaco, Lup Taaco, Peter Parker
What: Nate leads a ~~polar~~ expedition out to the mountains.
Where: Out on the tundra; at an undisclosed excavation site in the foothills.
When: February 1-14
Warnings: PG-13+ for swearing, descriptions of dead bodies/science torture. :(

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WELCOME TO SNOW HELL

the journey | the door | the bunker | the lab

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It's not goop, it's webs!

[Peter bleeds often enough to know how bleeding works, Deputy. Not that that's a good thing but shhh.

He's gonna do Pratt a solid and web one of the shovel-mammoth's legs to the ground so that it can't escape, then turns his attention back to making sure that none of the rest of the herd decides to start peeling off towards their camp. So now he's just body slamming mammoths and making them turn that way, it's pretty effective. DON'T GET SQUISHED PRATT.]

That doesn't make it any better! In fact --

[As Pratt dodges around a mammoth to go get his shovel back.]

That almost makes it weirder!

[He ignores most of the other mammoths, because they're not actively trying to trample him, but getting away from the rampant chaos around. Plunging his knife into the mammoths neck he jerks downward, standing to the side of the arterial bloodflow that sprays everywhere. He darts backwards, waiting for it to go down or to see if he needs to do it again. This is a pretty big creature afterall.]

I didn't even think this knife would cut through their hide. Nice.

[See Peter's over here trying not to actually HURT the mammoths and Pratt's over here CUTTING THEIR BLOOD OUT. Goodness.]

You brought a knife to a mammoth fight and you didn't even know it would work!? Come on, man!

How else am I going to test it out?

[Come on man, use some common sense. Pratt darts to the side as the mammoth tries to charge him, now with somewhat of a reach because there's four feet of shovel handle sticking out of its face.]

The shovel worked fine. I've got this.

I-- Okay, I can't argue with that. But if you get trampled, I'm gonna be real upset!

[He won't let Pratt get trampled, but right now he's a little preoccupied with rolling one of the mammoths into one of it's buddies like a gigantic mammoth snowball]

More food for the rest of you on the trip home.

[But he grins as if that's the cheeriest thing he's said.]

I think this plan might be working. They're running off anyway.

[To avoid becoming katamari'd up by their brethren.]

You mean the mammoth, right? Please tell me you mean the mammoth.

[STOP TRYNA TELL PETER TO EAT YOU]

As long as this is working, I'm just gonna keep rollin' with it.

[he's not even the least bit sorry for that pun. He even pauses in his mammoth rolling to shoot Pratt a pair of finger guns EYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY]

I meant there'd be more MRE's but sure you can eat the mammoth too.

[He pauses, thinking about that, because right now is a great time to be thinking about things that aren't the mammoths charging around. ]

I know I told you you could eat me, but I actually thought about it some more and you definitely shouldn't eat me.

Unless you want to hallucinate. And not in a fun way.

[Yep. Casual convo as he watches the shoveled mammoth finally keel over. He steps up to it to stab it in the throat again, trying to make this quicker so it doesn't slowly and painfully bleed out.]

You're real proud of that one aren't you?

[Peter stops what he's doing and just stares. From behind buggy spider mask eyes but still.]

I mean, yeah, pretty proud of that one, but now I have some... concerns? Why would eating you make me hallucinate?

...That's got to be one of the weirdest questions I've ever asked another human being.

[He's just. Gonna follow this fucked up line of questioning in an attempt to distract himself from that mammoth murder going on.]

[Pratt doesn't see that stare because he's kneeling down to start skinning the mammoth.]

See? I was right. They're all running off.

[Well they're running anyway, though not necessarily in the directions they wanted. But it's a start. ]

I'm not sure it would, but it might. Who knows what it'll do honestly.

[Which totally answers the question completely.]

[AW GROSS MAN HE'S JUST GOING AT IT EUUUUUUGHHH NO Peter is so not watching that. He pushes his mask back up and just watches the other mammoths retreat because it's less bloody and horrible.]

Remember those concerned I mentioned? Yeah, that answer didn't really help them go away, just throwing that out there.

[This is how you get a rug Peter. It's not like the critter dies and its skin just falls off all neat and clean. It's gross, bloody, smelly work, but at least Pratt knows what he's doing so it's going pretty quick.]

Yeah? That's too bad.

[in other words: he ain't explaining.]

Think anyone might want to eat this? I can drag it back to the camp but I don't really want to butcher it.

[CITY BOY WAS NOT PREPARED FOR THIS OKAY and also Pratt is playing mind games with him but the mammoth is so gross that he's not going to press the issue right now UGH GOD THE BLOOD.]

Uh. God. Maybe? I know I don't feel like eating right now. Maybe André the Giant will butcher it for you?

[That's Maine now that's his new name]

[Look at that, a nice skin all spread out on the ground and waiting to be rugified.]

Maybe I'll leave it here then, don't really want to smell it being gutted.

Have you called him that to his face? Because I think he might punch you into the moon if you do.

[BLUGHAUGH anyway peter will not protest leaving it here because EW OKAY]

I have not, and please don't repeat that to him because if anyone could punch me to the moon, it's probably that guy. I like him, I don't really want him to want to murder me.

[he neatly folds up the soon to be rug and starts to carry it back to the camp. He'll spread it out and get it drying and tanned.]

He seems like the kind of person you definitely don't want as an enemy. If it's any consolation the rest of us will be pretty pissed if he actually does chuck you into space.

[HE'S SO CALM ABOUT CARRYING SKIN AROUND OH GOD HOW Peter was not meant for nature can you tell]

That's... sweet? I think? I'm not gonna give him a reason to punch me into space though. I mean, on purpose.

[At least it's not bleeding? ]

We'll make sure you're really far down on the list of people to punch.

Man, those guys have some sweet armor though. I feel like me and Nate and Poe look massively underdressed.

[That part is a plus yes]

Hah, thanks. I appreciate it.

Dude, right? It looks a little cumbersome to move in, though.

Small price to pay to look like a certified badass though. Ephemera was saying his fucking suit can make napalm.

[I mean he's about to agree that YEAH LOOKING BADASS IS SO WORTH IT but then]

Napalm? How? How can a suit of friggen armor make napalm?

[I mean tony stark could have totally figured out a way to do it but STILL]

I have no idea. All he would say is it's the tech in the suit and that he still needs the raw ingredients but then the suit will.. make it. Somehow.

That is ridiculous. I love it. I have got to take one of those things apart.

[Maybe he can convince one of these dudes to let him get all up in their armor for science????? probably not but it's fun to dream.]

I don't think anyone's gonna let you take their armor apart. They kind of.. live.. in it.

...Now you don't mean that in one of those freaky like, half man/half machine Robocop sort of ways, right? Because if they can take it off, maybe I can convince them to strip down for me.

[wait]

...Please, God. Do me a favor and ignore my phrasing.

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