[ The man looking down into the amber appears confident, at a glance. Certainly, he's friendly, and he offers a grin. ]

So here's what I'm thinkin'.

We got threats here, don't we? Giant spiders, that sort of thing. Or average-sized spiders, but they're giant to us, that's for sure. There's probably more crap where that came from.

But now we're trying to get weapons for everybody. Ways for us all to defend ourselves.

[ He gestures at the golden image before him. ]

I got an offer for all of you. If you need help defending yourselves, I'll--I'll try and teach you.

But I might need a little help setting up a gym for it. Anyone got any ideas how we can go about that?

[ A beat. He hesitates, then says: ]

I'm Bucky, by the way. Nice to meet you all, even if it's not under the greatest of circumstances.

[ Amber entry is the name of the game today, even if it's one that has kind of a slow start to it. Namely two solid palm-down pats from one of Steven's hands, because he's still solidly convinced that this setup is cool as heck. Plus it never hurts to make sure your equipment's on the up-and-up.

With that taken care of, he'll be offering a friendly smile. That's kind of his M.O. ]

Hey there! My name's Steven, first of all. If you already met me, you probably know that. Annnd if you haven't met me, now you can meet me! I don't bite; I just live here.

Anyway, I actually wanted to talk about the spiders. Because I know they were pretty awful. And that they tried to web everyone and drag them away to get eaten. And that they were poisonous. Which got people poisoned. But I still kind of feel bad that they ended up getting destroyed. I mean, if they hadn't been awful, they could have been really great! And if their boss wasn't telling them to take us to get eaten, maybe they wouldn't have been awful in the first place? It's weird. It just seems like the Servant was trapped in the big spider, and the spider was trapped in the tree, and we're all kind of trapped in the tree, too. People do a lot of crazy stuff when they've been stuck in one place for a long time. It's too bad we couldn't work things out for everyone, you know?

Sooo, I've been thinking about it, and I figured if anyone wants to help me find a nice rock or something to make a memorial with, that would be pretty cool! We could carve something into it, or write a song... I don't know about painting portraits of them, though. That would take a lot more paper than we probably have. If you think you're interested, just give a call to this guy! [ He sticks his tongue out and points at himself with both thumbs, like a cool dude. ] And if you're not interested, I can respect that! Since a lot of us did almost get eaten.

[ Or if anyone would like to take a more traditional action route, he'll be doing a lot of poking around anyway. It's a combination of memorial-rock searching, attempted animal investigation, and probably more than his fair share of leaning over the edge of a branch in a reckless fashion because he's trying to look at stuff. Basically anything's open. ]

[There's a close up of a finger poking at the Amber Slice with its feminine nail. After another second or two it moves out of the way so the owner's face is clearly visible. The young pink-haired woman stares down - yes, judging by the way her hair is hanging, she's looking down - at the stone. She seems to be regarding it with a mix of trepidation and curiosity.

After a moment, she smiles softly.]

...Well, at least you haven't done something else weird to me. I half-expected a pair of Taguel ears, too.

| characters | Peggy Carter and YOU?
| date/time | April 19, after arrival
| location | AROUND
| rating | PG
| summary | Exploration and chatting
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Hey guys. Just wanted to let you know I played 20 questions with the tree spirit thing that came out from inside that big spider. Looks like it really wants us to keep making our way up. Couldn't get a lot of details out of it, but it said the tree really could be doomed and helping it out could help with the mists. 

At least, that's what I think it said.  

Jury's still out on what the tree dying could mean for us. Normally, I wouldn't even sweat it, only I didn't really get a straight answer and I kinda touched that magic gem. So who knows? Maybe keeping these rocks around isn't such a great idea. 

Aaanyway, just thought I'd share. 

[Well, that was a pretty nonchalant delivery. Maybe Kyle was just a chill guy.]

| characters | Bucky Barnes (616 edition) and anyone who finds him upon his arrival.
| date/time | April 15th, mid-afternoon.
| location | Throughout the Tree and later outside of it.
| rating | PG? There may be cursing.
| summary | A new arrival tries to tame his temper enough to take stock of his situation.
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