expedition to the ivory cave.

John wasn't entirely sure where he was, he simply woke up a little woozy. His first thought was, not again. He hoped this wasn't another of Eris' tricks, but then he saw others awaking looking just as confused as he. Standing slowly, he searched the blur of faces, awake and asleep, but it was pointless, he recognised none. Damn his memory loss.

Isabella was watching the poster when she heard that someone else was waking up.. she turned to him and noticed that he was like lost.. she gave him a shy smile remaining where she was..

Meg woke up from the faint sound of voices. She heard Rose, Jane, Shan-Yu and a couple other voices she barely could recognize. She slowly opened her eyes and sat up. She sighed and rubbed her eyes. Of course, all of us are in a cave. Eris would do something like that. Suddenly, a moving poster caught her eye. It was of Ping and Tulio. Her Ping and Tulio. She felt sick, she already knew that Ping had betrayed her but actually seeing it.. It hurt her. It felt like a knife piercing her heart. She didn't want to cry, not again. Not in front of all of her friends. She just silently sat back down at a corner of the wall and quietly listened to the different conversations. She looked around at all of the people, until suddenly, one made her gasp.
"John?" she asked, her voice slightly breaking. She slowly got up and touched his face, making sure he was real. "You're alive?"

Rose had carefully listened to everyone, how some of them woke up. Though when John woke up she had the urge to stand up aswell.
Though she heard Meg's voice call to him. She would have to stay in her role for now.. Maybe when Ping would wake up.
So it would not look like she had hung up the poster. Than she would look innocent.
Staying down in her 'sleep state' for now...

(OOC: meg, you could not have heared rose. Cuz she has been protending to sleep)

Anya looked around as other people started to wake up. She then saw some unfamiliar faces, like the blonde haired man..She turned to Shan-Yu and walked to him as if she was a little scared to talk to anyone else. Anya looked up at him and nodded, "Hi.."

Isa turned to the group of people that was already woken up and come close to them hoping to not disturb them...

He turned his head to Anya, nodding to her. "Hi. What have you been up to recently?"

"Just..checking out the places people like to hang out at.." She said as she looked down, "Nothing else for me to do."

He nodded. "Well you could always entertain us with your violin."

"I...don't have it.." She said as she bit her lip and looked around.

"I meant when we get back to the tree house." He said to her calmly.

Meg looked up when Isa approached them. "Isa!" she cried, taking her hand. "I haven't seen you since the wreckage." She carefully pulled her down next to John besides her.

John was still cautiously looking at the blank and confused faces until one smiled in his direction, a brunette woman, he smiled back faintly. He was wary and felt more voulnerable than ever, he needed his rock, where was his moon right now? Searching the faces, he still could not see Briar. However, he was jolted out of his thoughts when a woman touched his face, he flinched backwards. Was he supposed to know her? She said his name, he paused, he was unsure what to do. His memories had left him after he had been revived from death, he had no recollection of who she was. "Yes?" He simply replied uncertainly. He couldn't be too cautious.

Meg's smile soon faded. "Do you.. not remember me?" she asked quietly, still confused. "I'm Meg, we met in the forest by the volcanos." She stroked his face gently. "I just- I can't believe you're alive.. How?" she started to tear up a bit. Meg didn't know John that well, but she watched him die.. In front of her eyes. And now he's back, like none of it had ever happened.

Such a ruckus... such a ruckus at her door.... one that she had never hear before. Roused from sleep in the depths of the ivory cave where fog and darkness were king. Pocahontas stretched and quickly got to her feet slipping on her tailored skins as she made her way along the walls hiding like a cat behind the rocks. The survivors? they had never come this far before.... why were they here now? crawling up she climbed up to the top of the cave squeezing through a crack in the wall to the outside. Peering up from the top to the scene bellow her. Cursing her long raven hair which was caught in a strong wind.quickly catching it and tieing it to prevent her getting seen.

Shan yu sensed something, like someone watching them. He saw something, it was brief, but he surely saw something. He glanced at Jane and Anya, excusing himself. He walked deeper into the cave looking for what ever was there.

Isabella smiled at Megara when she recognized her.. "Hi! It's been a while.." she smiled shyly while Meg pulled her down.. Then she watched her talk with the blonde guy.. Why did she ask him if he's alive? She raised an eyebrow surprised..

Rose slowly went up, she had enough of her 'sleep' looking around. She noticed Shan Yu talking with Jane..and.. Anya it was. After some time he walked into the cave. "Sir Shan Yu if I were you.. I would not go alone." She warned him. But it was to late he already went further into it.
Looking to the otherside she noticed John being rather confused about the whole situation.
As Megara almost jumped on him. She seemed conflicted, happy but yet..confused as well.
The other woman was just standing there, as she sensed somebody else watching them. Looking up,
She smirked wickedly. Pocahontas... Always watching. She looked back at the group with John.
Walking over to them. "Hey John..how do you do?" She asked stepping into the conversation of Megara and John.
She gave him a comforting smile.

Poca blinked as she watched the tall man move, he was a man of her country... the 'alpha male' of the survivor pack it seemed. After all he had bedded the most females... or at least from what she could tell. She had never actually spied in on that activity, it was a private union. Slipping down from her perch now silently, if she stayed too long then he might catch her. She remembered where she hid her canoe now was just to pack her things like she was never here. Making her way back she stuffed her rubbish camp things under a rock quickly.

Ping started slowly to wake up: she felt uncomfortable, she get immediatly it wasn't anymore the comfortable Tulio's bed but she didn't manage to get up as fast as she wanted. She was still feverish, even if the fever wasn't anymore as high as a few days before. She had slept and rested a lot lately, and thanks to Tulio she was actually feeling better, just she was still a bit hot and weak and her eyes were still glowing. She looked around confused, trying to understand where she was and getting that a lot of people were there: she saw Shan Yu, next to Jane, but she quickly looked away from him: she didn't even want to think to him, she just wanted to avoid the thought... but in that moment her thoughts were captured by a poster... she swallowed, without the braveness to approach it... even from afar she could she it perfectly. How many people had already saw it? She was tempted to go to remove it and hide it, but... she couldn't move, she was paralized, and also... there were already people there... She had became pale, really pale, her eyes were wide opened looking at the poster, and she was breathing heavier: she was trying to stay calm, but she was slowly falling in a panic attack...

Tulio wake up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He quickly sat up and looked around once he realized he was no longer inside, in his room. He was outside, and people were all around him.
However, he did not care for the people, he cared about the big poster hanging on the wall, revealing Ping's true identity. A part of him was glad that it was now out. It had been a stupid secret to keep, and in the long run he though this would only benefit Ping. If anything, it should make her happier and more free.
But she would not see it like that now. She would be devastated. He quickly looked to Ping, who looked horrified and heartbroken. Immidiatly, he got to his feet and walked quickly to the poster before tearing it down. Whoever had put it up there, had done so in spite. Done so in evil, cruel intentions. His mind immidiatly went to Eris, who else would do this?
He stood with the poster in his hands, and walking away a little he opened it once again to look at it. It was truely horrible to do this to Ping, but he was however amazed by the magic. He was looking into the past, looking at something that had happened before. The image was so vivid, not like a blurry memory, but as if he was there once again, watching them.
"What kind of dark magic is this?" he muttered to himself under his breath.

She saw Tulio ripping away the poster from the wall, still with the same horrified glance, she looked at him, trying to control herself, but her body was already shaking. She couldn't even cry, as panicked as she was: she would have want to run away, but she was still too weak, she wouldn't have been able to run without falling fastly, and she didn't want to get attentions... she slowly started to walk back, trying to walk away from the group as much as she could...

Tulio frowned and ripped the paper in multiple pieces before letting it fall to the floor.
He turned around only to see Ping weakly trying to walk away, and he jogged up to her, letting an arm wrap around her waist for support. It looked like she could fall down any second and he wouldn't let her.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asked sternly. He wouldn't let Ping leave, not for this. Didn't she understand that this could be a great opportunity for her? She couldn't let this break her.
Some times he could really get himself annoyed at how weak she was.

John frowned somewhat at the woman, he still couldn't remember her and he was confused and conflicted by the emotions she expressed, Briar seemed so much easier to understand than these other humans. He felt like he had just been thrown in at the deep end of an ocean of faces. At her questions, he frowned, he was not too keen on people discovering more about his lack of memories and being reawakened from death then they had to. That would make him weak. He was not the weak sort. He was debating how to reply when he was suddenly distracted. Briar.

Rose had approached him from behind and he hadn't noticed, glancing now at her voice, his face relaxed into a smile and he instantly felt more at ease. His rock, his grounding, had arrived. Now he could be more comfortable, he knew she would cover for him when possible and help him avoid questions. He trusted her. He trusted her with his life. "Briar." John smiled in acknowledgement.

He ignored Rose's warning, not liking the sir infront of it. But she had a point. He looked around the cave, he could definately hear someone move there. He looked back at the others, not daring to move forward without equipment. He wasn't stupid. He turned around slowly and walked back to the others.