All in the Name of Research (Legion x RPG-Girl)

[Legion]

Elene Hanson had taken up an assignment to explore, research, and expand the knowledge of one of the many expansive rain forests of South America. There were many legends, rumors, and frightening tales of this forest from the locals who did their best to avoid ever going inside. There were centuries worth of wives tales, and in more recent history actual documentation, of people who entered going missing at certain intervals of time. It created a pattern, and these tales were why so little was known about the forest at all.

She had been here a week now, and there was nothing highly unusual. Though she did map out and mark where she had explored, and catalogued 13 new species of insects, 5 new snakes, 8 frogs, 4 moths, and quite a number more flora that the scientific community had no knowledge about.

Her first few days had her dehydrated and struggling in the highly humid climate as she had initially worn clothing that covered quite a bit of her. She had quickly learned from this and had turned her shirt into a tank top by cutting it down to size, and doing the same with her pants. The thick tree canopy above her shielded her from the harsh sun, but the heat and moisture was trapped down here with her.

She moved camp three times, and was moving onto setting up a base campsite for the fourth time. She was alone on this expedition, considering her colleagues would not join her for unfounded superstitions. She scoffed to herself thinking again, and they call themselves people of science. Superstition has no place among men and women like myself. she thought to herself as she finished setting up two tents, one for sleeping, and the other for research that needed to be shielded from the elements. In the former she had her bedroll already set, and in the latter she placed a few kits that contained all her samples so far, and various apparati she needed.

With her trail marked back to her old site she moved back, it would take probably another hour all the way around since she had the largest bulk of it all moved. The remaining was mostly cooking ware and miscellaneous items that were not true necessities.

 

[RPG-Girl]

For the most part, she did not dwell in the realms of the savage and the ignorant, and crept there only at times to snatch the occasional toy, meal or trinket. If any of the three were living humans, well, it was all the same to her, or to others she would, if she grew bored of her acquisition, trade them to, mattered less then nothing. So when the ways aligned to a place that was a relaxing area, free of stink, well, she was in the mood to relax.

Yet, the serpentine woman, called Syissa by some, herself as well from time to time, had adopted a shape closer to those from the more earthly realm. It had been in this guise, that she watched the creature, a pretty red haired human, breasts firm enough looking. More then once, her shaft twitched, a smile playing about her lips. She considered things. There was no one else near by, and she had recently eaten. Though, she had not sheathed herself lately, and there was a toy there for the taking. From what she could tell, no weapons that may prove overly dangerous.

And so, she whispered, a thought gathering up the moisture, calling and bending it to her will, a rolling wall of fog covering the edges of the camp, moving slowly in, covering, cool wisps crawling like tendrils as they moved forward. And so, she would drop into the fog, less then a shadow, tongue rippling, relying on her superior senses to find her way forward, steps silent as she moves forward towards the woman. All the while, her shaft twitched, the faint scent of lotus blooms on the air....

 

[Legion]

The hour had passed seemingly quickly enough as she followed her trail markings between campsites. She placed everything out in the main area of the camp just as the fresh fog rolled in from the edges of the camp. She hadn't seen anything like it quite before as she looked up and watched it cascade inward and thicken. "Now this is quite interesting." she hadn't heard of a phenomenon like this before.

She stood taking up binoculars, looking out past the campsite to see no fog beyond. "My camera!" she said fumbling through a bag. "I have to document this!" she mumbled to herself as she pulled it out, slapped in the battery and a memory chip. Once she was all set up she pulled off the lens cap and powered it up. She went through the motions, stating the date, time, her approximate location and began recording everything that was going on as the fog rose from around her feet and up, growing thicker and thicker.

Soon enough the fog was so thick she could barely see her own hands stretched out in front of her. "Its been maybe ten minutes since the formation started, and already its this thick," she pointed the camera down. "You can't even see the ground anymore. Surely this is one of the many strange phenomena that the locals seemed scared by. Random fog could spell death for explorers in the wrong location. Events like this should be studied further." she said as she let the camera keep rolling as she moved about the camp.

"Is that...lotus pollen?" she asked herself as she got a strong whiff of the scent. "That's very curious for this location, lotus isn't indigenous to this region at all."

 

[RPG-Girl]

She did not chuckle as the foolish little creature started it's device, trying perhaps to have a record of the events. Which, would fit with the babbling it was currently doing. Yet, as the fog rolled in, gathering about, she was able to navigate quite easily, moving up behind the girl. Now, it would be thick enough that unless you could see heat? Even the camera, she thought the thing was called, would not prove to be of much use. Still, with a hiss that echoed, vibrating inside the fog, coming from all directions, another spell was put in place, just in case.

There was a reason none of the True People feared guns after all. Oh, unless they were far more powerful in the arcane arts, they could not make them bounce off fur or scale, but there was a much simpler solution. Why fight the bullet, when you could lay a charm to prevent the powder from burning or exploding at all? A much less power intensive solution.

Still, she chuckled, her voice echoing, though she said nothing yet, the fog moving almost solid tendrils in accordance with her will, brushing against the womans flesh. Even as the hissing chuckle echoed, the smell of lotus blooms, sweet and welcoming, intensified, alluring, and yet, there was something underneath, speaking of pleasure, desire.... and danger.

 

[Legion]

There was no helping it at all, she couldn't see anything. Her boots shuffled against the underlying foliage and dirt as she took small steps to keep from tripping over her camp equipment. "Well this is just great, its too thick to see anything at all." she said sighing in aggravation. "Where is the lotus smell coming from?" she wondered before her body stiffened up. Her skin laced with goosebumps as her barely noticable body hair stood on end. "What the hell was that!" she said obviously spooked.

"Something just touched me. I don't know what though." her breathing was a bit fast. "Damnit!" she cursed as her feet scuffed at the ground, shuffling this way and that as her red hair whipped with each motion. She had no idea she wasn't alone, but the other presence wasn't what was actually "touching" her. Her boots hit her emergency bag and she reached down and ripped a flare gun out of it. "Maybe this can do something, anything." she said loading up a flare and pulled the trigger after closing it up. However, there was nothing, it didn't fire at all. Click, click, click; nothing. "Oh my god when did these get wet!" she said getting a little more frantic.

Then there was the last sound, an echoing chuckle, at least that's the way it sounded. "What, was that." her eyes wide as she froze in place. "W-who's there!" there weren't supposed to be any tribes out in this specific area, at least not that anyone knew of. "Please don't be cannibals." she said scuffling around. "Shit where's that machete!" she wondered, the thing might be getting more use than just path clearing. The scent was insanely powerful now, highly sweet, almost sickeningly so yet lulfully relaxing.

 

[RPG-Girl]

She laughed, her voice an echoing nothing, sibilant and somehow erotic, as if the sound caressed and massaged, whispered and teased, even as fingers, cool and scaled, brushed her cheek, firm and yet they did not grasp, not harshly. "Cannibals? Hardly." And it was true in fact. She ate no sentient creature, none of the people. Humans of course, did not count in the least. Even as she spoke, the lotus scent, the sickly perfume in the fog, drifting in faint tendrils of pale purple smoke, tickled at mammalian nostrils.

There was clear amusement in her tone, even as the fingers tightened, grasping a hold on her chin that was at once light, and yet there was something in there not unlike a dealer inspecting goods for offer. "You will not need your weapon." Leaning forward, not that the toy could see her, a tongue, forked and somewhat damp, would move across the edges of her cheekbones. "You came looking for something."

Her tone was matter of fact, though she said nothing, the properties of the lotus smoke serving to relax mammals, dulling their fear, allowing them to be more efficiently processed and claimed. Yet, another smell, underneath the cloying lotus and rich water would float up, the smell of a snake, of a serpent young and in their prime, sexually ready and excited.

 

[Legion]

The voice, the random unseen touch in the thick fog sent shivers up her spine. Sometimes such a sensation was pleasing and erotic, but this just sent fear up her entire body. Never had she seen a fog so dense, she looked down barely able to see past her own shoulders as her long hair that descended would be swallowed from sight by the fog. "O-o-of course I came looking for something. Well, n-nothing specific at least. I'm a researcher, a woman of science!" She lacked her camera, her machete, but the pans hanging from her bag clanged. She grabbed one and jerked it, snapping the twine that held it.

She raised it up ready to swing the next time she felt anything. Something new mixed in with the smell, it was a bit pungent and almost faintly musky. "What?" she muttered to herself. However she wouldn't get much else out as her hands and very quickly the rest of her body went senseless and numb. "...is..." and soon her vision was swallowed by darkness thicker than the fog. She fell to the rainforest floor unconscious and limp.

~~~~~~~~~~~

She started to stir, no where near the place she passed out in. Nothing felt familiar, her senses and sight were blurred and what she could see felt like it was all spinning. She felt plants, where she was laying on a large bed of leaves literally the size of her. There was heat surrounding her, but not like from a fire, as if whatever surrounded her was emitting a natural warmth, and the sound of running water. Not like as if she was laying by a stream, the sound was echoing like it was in the distance but the sound was bouncing off walls. She couldn't make her thoughts into words quite yet, her sensibilities didn't seem to want to all come together quite yet. At the least she could put together was that she was in some sort of cave or another, somewhere near a geological source of heat.