Closed; Chaos wins and I can't get over it

[art_of_war]

WHO: Thrawn and Eli Vanto
WHERE: The new caves
WHAT: Thrawn and Eli explore and discover (?) stuff
WHEN: Event
WARNINGS: None anticipated




It was hardly even a question of whether or not to follow the trail laid out in the mint. Thrawn was already up with the sun and following the path before anyone else seemed to be awake.

Upon finding the seashore he turned his face into the wind for a moment. He had been able to able to negotiate to the rocky edge as though it was neither difficult nor growing darker inside that cave as he progressed. Seeming to enjoy the warmth of the sun on his face he closed his eyes a second too long for it to be a simple blink. When he did open them he decisively pointed toward the inside the closest of the caves.

"There. The noise coming from deeper inside sounds like a being making a keening wail."

Thrawn said nothing else and simply set off into the cave. It made sense to go quickly since anyone there would be in need of aid. But Thrawn's speed was a byproduct of his curiosity instead of any desire to help.

Comments

[art_of_war]

"Yes, I can smell something metallic. But with the unorthodox means of obtaining the knowledge needed to pilot the ships, it is unlikely that there are any more to be found."

Something like a baleful wail was coming from deeper within the cave system. Thrawn was most intrigued by that over the smell of metal. So that is the way he, and by extension Eli, went.

"...close your eyes. As one sense becomes useless dismiss it in favor of what you hear, feel, and taste."

[thrawnsaide]

"Perhaps, it could be something else. I doubt a weapon since these people appear to not approve of them. But the smell is pretty strong so there has to be a lot or something big..."

Feeling more comfortable with the situation, he relaxed a little and trusted Thrawn to guide him as he tried to adjust to using his other senses. It was something he thought he would never have to do, but he found this to be a good lesson.

[art_of_war]

It was getting lighter inside the cave as they walked. Soon enough it was looking closer to dawn, with the dull grayish purple color to the light. The sound of wailing was a natural occurrence that came from sea spray air when it blew through the cave system. The cave they were in opened onto ocean breakers slamming themselves directly below the rock they were on.

"We would have to backtrack through the cave to find anything metallic."

Thrawn had to raise his voice a bit to be heard over the ocean.

[thrawnsaide]

Even though it was starting to get light out, Eli still found himself holding onto Thrawn's hand. He was quite comfortable with the notion and wasn't ready to let go. His theory that it being the wind had been wrong, but it was the ocean's surf causing the strange wailing sound.

"Let's just take a moment and observe. It's a beautiful view from here," Eli replied in a loud tone. "I wish we could capture this some how."

[art_of_war]

Interestingly, Thrawn had not drawn attention to the fact that Eli was still holding onto his wrist either. It would have been impossible to ignore since to him where Eli held on was like a band of heat all it's own. Not hot enough to burn but not far off either. When his skin had touched Eli's skin the first time, he had to close his eyes for a moment to regain composure. Since Eli couldn't see him, he had taken the single extra heartbeat to look at Eli's expression.

Now Thrawn looked at a different expression with Eli's face in profile. What he said was somewhat lost in the sound of the surf.

"Yes. It is very striking."