A place only // open+scavenger hunt // we can find

[rochelle]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 520px; padding-bottom: 17px; overflow: stretch; font-family: verdana;"]The black smoke would stir upon hearing the whisper of Vandal. She'd, of course, sensed the presence of the winged female before, and was rising to get on her feet. Someone else was at the Tempest, which meant she would get going to the next location. She'd been milling over it, trying to narrow down the answer of the riddle. A throne, that's what stuck out to her. The only place Fischer could really think of was the meeting space, and her senses couldn't help but remind her of that terrible conch sound too every time she had to go there. The short framed girl would smile at Vandal's humorous words, taken out of her thoughts.

Vandal's offer surprised her though. She felt torn. Of course, she really did want to succeed at the scavenger hunt, but from the moment she started, it'd been a testament of her own strength. Having Vandal to fly her around would just be an advantage. It wouldn't truly be Fischer that would be doing this. The blind cat frowned softly. "Well ... I" She sighed. Rosemary was right, too. She doubted they'd be allowed to team up, but that didn't really bother her so much. If the offer had come from anyone else, she'd frankly be a little offended. But Vandal was such a good friend of hers, and she knew she had good intentions. "I want ... I want to do this on my own, Vandal. I appreciate your offer, and you're welcome to follow me ... but ..." Fischer murmured gently, unable to articulate her words right. "I want to be able to prove it to myself, like a little challenge, you know?" Her unseeing eyes tried to find the face of the other, whiskers twitching to sense her. She had a sad smile, but it quickly evaporated with Caesar's words. She didn't frown, didn't move a muscle, just looking after the Officer with a calm expression. How vulgar.

"Sorry ... I won't be taking a ride on your back today, Vandal, but ... I won't mind if you follow me." Fischer murmured quickly, a bit more happily, more determined to the maned wolf. And then, she padded off, her pelt burning with embarrassment for rejecting the other's offer. Maybe she did need help, and this scavenger hunt was a lost cause for the blind girl. It made her feel a little sick, but she pushed the feeling away, feeling her way down the dock and to the sandy shore. Now, from where she'd started, in the camp's center, she couldn't be too far from the Lighthouse, which she could easily get to the Deep Sea Dome from there. Fischer made her way down the shore, with a little more pep in her step, bag jingling over her shoulder.

Listening to the water, she heard intense waves hitting over sharp rocks. The lighthouse. She could almost picture it, with it's flashing light spiraling around in the deep night. This walk was a usual one for her, back and forth from meetings. But not it felt almost ... different. She knew she had to go inland more to get to the deep sea dome, and so she turned her course of path slightly, heading for the dome. She knew she was there because there was silence, the faint crash of waves almost nonexistent. Instead, there was more of a dull, mechanic humming noise, like the ocean was trying to say something through the glass walls. In Fischer went, feeling a little more hesitant about this location being right than the last time. At least she didn't have to worry about falling in the water this time.

When the she entered the dome, her whiskers twitched. The black carpet always had this dull scent, and this damp, humidity hung in the air every time she stepped in. The echo of the dome was a bit louder now in the bigger space, and Fischer pushed past a beanbag chair, trying to feel for the basket. A throne in the sea ... she neared closer to the throne at the end of the room, and sure enough, there was the basket. "Oh mercy me!" The feline gasped, fetching a cowrie shell, this time supposedly pink, in her teeth, and putting it in her bag. She had no clue what place she was in now, as she had no way of telling if anyone had passed her in all of the excitement with Vandal, but she didn't care to know where she was placed. It just felt good to her, to be able to do this. She feared when she went blind that it was a punishment from the gods ... but instead, she felt like she was learning so much more ... and in some way, feeling rewarded with these experiences, like the scavenger hunt. With a smile she couldn't hide, she started to make her way out. She hoped Vandal had followed her, knowing the other was too sure on the second location.