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Volcano Things

WHO: Keith, OPEN
WHERE: The Warrens
WHAT: Keith wanders around, checking out things underground, feeling a little useless and redundant, but he's making a map. Find him wandering, find him taking notes, find him drawing, finding him trying to burn off the excess energy he had from being bored.
WHEN: During the shelter-in-caves part of the volcano stuff
WARNINGS: Nothing, yet; Will edit if needed

So, it seemed that this was definitely something that the current data point for Keith was no good for. One would think otherwise, of course, because he could have loaded everyone up on a ship and gotten them off the planet. How is being stuck in a cave safer than that? He wasn't sure. But, here they were... stuck in a cave network, and Keith was feeling... well, useless.

But there was definitely something he was good at that didn't need a data point, and that was navigating things. He had a very good visual memory, and finding his way through a cave network wasn't hard for him. It wasn't hard for him to remember where things were or where he'd already been, either, and he was going to use that to his advantage, at least, in figuring this place out. So, he spent most of his time down in this 'warren' exploring and looking around, mapping it all out in his head, and maybe even sketching things down when he had the chance and supplies to do so.

Excellent visual memory combined with decent drawing skills was useful to have.

He also could be found trying to work out from time to time. Jogging through the tunnels, using any wider spaces to practice his fight skills, it was a way to keep busy and active. Keith didn't do well sitting still for too long if he wasn't doing something while he was taking that down time.

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Being confined anywhere for long would naturally drive a Hunter up the wall. Sure, this place has a lot more space to roam, but in the end it's still one big prison. But if nothing else, Cayde's learned since earlier unwanted instances of captivity.

You can either let yourself be driven crazy and show that questionable audience what they want and expect, or you can take it easy, let things happen in stride, and not get yourself worked up about it.

So hopefully Keith won't go tripping over a casually lounging Exo who's chosen this particular stretch of tunnel to nap smack in the middle of, apparently.

Well, he didn't trip on him, but he certainly noticed.

It gave him cause to stop.

"Uh..."

He walked up to Cayde and crouched.

"Hey... you okay?"

That was a weird place to sleep, buddy.

"...mm?"

A glowing optic opened, peering at Keith. And promptly closed again. "Yep, just fine." He affected a yawn, but otherwise didn't seem inclined to move from where he lay sprawled, his arms tucked under his head, one leg hooked over the other.

"-am I in your way?" Cayde asked after a moment, eyes still closed.

"Ah... Sort of?" Keith didn't sound so sure of that. "I mean... you're kind of in the middle of the tunnel."

Yes, Keith was thinking you were weird, Cayde.

"Lotta tunnels around, kid. How was I supposed to know you were going to come down this one?"

For a moment the Exo looked inclined to stay there. Eventually he made a great show of stretching his arms and legs out before sitting himself up like this was one incredibly huge deal for him to have to move. He added a yawn in for good measure.

"Sorry...?" Keith was definitely confused. "What are you doing laying in the middle of a tunnel anyway? Most people don't lay in the middle like that unless something's wrong."

Cayde quirked a brow at him, looking strangely amused. "What, you're an expert on finding people in tunnels?" he grinned.

"Anyway, why not lie in the middle of a tunnel? Or I guess more appropriately, a hallway. A corridor. There aren't any rules about not lying around in them, are there? Maybe I wanna claim this stretch. Cayde's hall. ...ooh, I kind of like the sound of that one."

"....."

Keith was definitely confused now.

"Uh... okay...?" He looked around, as if hoping to find someone else to back him up here or something, but it was just the two of them. "I was just trying to map this place out..."

"Oh. Well, have fun with that," Cayde said, leaning back again as he gestured loosely with a hand. "This one doesn't go anywhere though, just so you know."

Keith glanced down the way.

"Like... a dead end? Or... does it loop back around?"

Also... "Are there any small caverns and stuff back there?" He was trying to make an accurate map. He still had to go down there and look if he was going to do that, right?

"Dead end. Lots of these tunnels end up that way, really. Not much fun. Not even any fun crates or things to poke around in."

Cayde waved his hand again. "But suit yourself if you wanna have a look."

"Yeah."

Keith sighed.

"Well, if anything, it'll be good to have an accurate representation of it on the map I'm making."

That said, it didn't take long for him to check the area.

"So, are you claiming this dead end as your own? I'll mark it as yours on the map if you want."

"Thoughtful of you. Sure, mark away." Cayde grinned. He wasn't sure how anyone else would take to him claiming corridors in his name but he was interested to find out.

Keith looked a little confused by Cayde's response.

"So... do you have a spot, then? Or are you just sleeping in random places wherever you end up?"

"Oh, you know us Hunters. Never stick to one spot if we can help it."

He grinned impishly. Yeah, it was probably better not to be marking anything on that map as Cayde territory.

Well, no. Keith didn't really know Hunters, but he rolled with it all the same.

"So... just... wherever, then." Keith considered it, and then decided to not bother marking it as Cayde's spot. "Right." He frowned a bit. "Well, don't go freaking people out then by laying in weird spots looking like you collapsed dead or something. At least try to make it look like you're sleeping on purpose."

Finding what looked almost like a dead body was kind of disturbing.

"Sorry, next time we prep for a volcano evacuation I'll remember to pack a pillow," Cayde said as he got himself settled in again.

And Keith wasn't necessarily wrong there; Cayde was technically dead, after all. Had been through the motions a few times, not that you paid the ones that followed much attention, especially after centuries.

Keith rolled his eyes.

"That's not what I meant," he grumbled. "Just... instead of lying there like a murder victim in the middle of the tunnel, sleep against the wall or something. You're gonna freak someone out."

Someone like Keith...

"I had my arms behind my head! How is that a murder pose?!"

Still, Cayde at least seemed to make the effort to move closer to the wall. Grumble, grumble.

"Look! This isn't exactly a relaxing situation to be stuck in, okay?" Keith snapped, starting to sound a little strung out. "Just... I don't know! Do what you want, then. If someone comes around and pokes you with a stick thinking your dead, try not to give them a heart attack when you wake up."

Cayde stared up at the ceiling as he let out a soft sigh.

"Look, I know this isn't great and all, but letting it get to you won't make it easier. We're down here, we're safe. Not the best predicament outside of that but we have that much, we can control that much. And if we let it get to our heads and start getting antsy, we'd probably play right into the hands of whoever's watching."

Keith clenched his jaw, his teeth showing a bit as he made a frustrated noise in the back of his throat. He crossed his arms tightly over his chest, leaning against the opposite wall and sliding down into a crouch to rest his arms on his knees. He glared pointedly at the floor.

"That's why I've been mapping this place," he said, his voice tight. "It's something to do."

"I'm not saying don't. Finding stuff to keep yourself busy with is good. But if you're just walking an edge, that's not good."

Cayde patted at the floor, not necessarily to get Keith to move closer, but just to point it out. "Taking a nap's something to do too, though. Harder with restless energy, true, but it can help. A refresh."

Keith squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, and then shook his head with a tiny snort. It sounded almost like an unamused laugh.

"I've been having trouble sleeping since we got down here."

"Even with all your running around? Not that I recommend the 'running yourself ragged' route."

Cayde fell silent a moment before he pushed himself upright to sit.

"Wanna talk me through it? What's on your mind?"

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