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The fever snakes, or something different?

Either way, I can try to offer some tips on reptile-wrangling. Did they include any equipment?

Hang on, let me look.

[A lengthy pause as she rummages through the bag of supplies.]

Extra-thick gloves and a kind of grabby tong thing on a long stick? For catching them, I guess?

[ I'll go grab snake-sized length of rope and some of my tools, and I'll see if I can manage a live tutorial for you. You might also want to forage for some fallen branches for extra long-reach implements. You can never have too many.]

[A few minutes later, he does just that- impromptu herpetology lesson for the... uh. Well, it's passable, if not a total win? Probably more useful for the audio than the awkardly shot video of him wrangling a thick rope in multiple good idea/bad idea ways. Despite the snake handling theme, there is no innuendo whatsoever. At least, not on his end. Occasionally interrupted by Boudica the peahen-cat pouncing the rope and requiring her own handling.]

...sorry about that. If I lock her out of a room she leaves dead mice in my bed until I understand her position as queen of this household.

[A soft huff, almost a laugh.]

For the record, I think it's safe to say that both 7 and I wish you were with us on this extremely dirty, humid vacation.

[The image on screen blurs as she moves, deep greens and browns smudged together and then landing back on Karen's face. She holds up the snake stick.]

Here is the thing.

And foraging in a swamp for snakes is usually my ideal weekend- I guess it'd've been too easy if they sent me instead of you. And also probably part of why I had to take my sister to my senior prom.

[He goes through the basic instructions for how to use it- again, occasionally having to pick up Boo and place her a few feet away from the rope. There are some moments of extreme closeups of her fur and the sound of rumbling chirp-purring when he has to do so with both hands. It is, if you are a fan of bitchy birdcats, adorable.]

Well, at least you didn't take a snake. That's got to be a point in your favor.

[It all seems relatively straightforward despite the looming threat of actually having to catch massive, venomous snakes, and Karen thinks she gets the gist.]

I hope you know I'm keeping you on speed-dial until we get back.

Please do, it'll be nice to have my expertise be useful again. Feel free to ask about anything else you might encounter out there. This place is pretty similar to my family's backyard, environment-wise.
If you can figure out where you are in relation to the village, I can probably meet you on the way back if you want a third pair of hands.

Really, really wishing I had the setup for making antivenom right now.

Nida, with Hawke. We're apparently after Goldbell. Which must be why they dropped us on a FUCKING MOUNTAIN TOP. I hate our keepers.

More than a little worried about why we're going to so urgently need stuff good for fighting paranoia and nightmares if the town records were right.

Listen, I'm friends with the guy who lost his wrist band a while back. Goes by Seifer or Almasy. I'm going to monitor this to watch for news of him, but if you hear about it, let me know, okay?

If I hear anything, I'll let you know, definitely.

And now that you mention it, I'm worried too. This is asking for skin, not venom, which is what we used when everybody was sick.

I guess the good news is that if you get bit, the goldbells Hawke and I bring back should help with the delusions.

But don't get bit. Rinoa's told me some about how those fevers were. Having that happen when so many people are away isn't a good thing at all.

I remember. Alex is apparently going to give us a tutorial, so at least we have expert advice. Do you guys have winter gear up there?

Have my warmest clothes on, and the bag had great winter gloves, caps and wool socks. The sleeping bags seem to be reasonable quality. So yeah, we'll be pretty good.

Mostly I'm just annoyed because I'm tired of being the tropics guy dropped into cold areas.

Better than last time, then. And trust me, as the Vermont girl in the middle of a swamp, I would trade with you in a second.

Is Vermont not a world with swamps?

Sorry, I still forget sometimes. It's Northern. Colder. There's swamps but they call them bogs.

If there are swamps why do you call them bogs?

Wait, you're probably from that Earth place, right? You guys have a weird world.

I am, and I am not arguing that at all.

And our keepers sure have a bit of an obsession with you guys. Oh well. No one is perfect. If you can help me keep an eye out for Seifer, I'd appreciate it.

Will do. Stay warm up there.

Guess we couldn't hope to be kidnapped together again?

Snakes like the kinds they were looking for a while back?

Where are you? More importantly maybe, where are E/V?

Yeah, the fever snakes. So I guess get ready for another epidemic, because I don't know why else we'd need them.

Not with me. I'm with someone named Samantha. In the mountains looking for goldenbell. A flower, I guess?

Shit this could be bad.

Do you know what goldbells do?

From what I understand, they're kind of like ginkgo on steroids -- You focus a little better. People put it in tea. When we had all those people sick awhile back, it helped with the paranoia and hallucinations. I think maybe helped with the fever, too.

I was just talking to that Nida kid, though, and realized that when everybody was sick, it was the snake VENOM that was used. This letter is saying we need the SKIN. I have no idea what that does.

I know Venom will take care of him, but we should make sure Eddie isn't on a mountaintop somewhere losing his shit.

Huh. Well then. If they wanted us to start planning for the next epidemic, they could just ask. I'd like to avoid a repeat of that shit.

Or they're practice some kind of hoodoo and we're all screwed?

I know Venom will take care of him, but I worry about how others will handle Venom because they don't handle it well and shit could get ugly.

You're all good, right?

Anne Weying, checking in. I'm with Reeve. We've been tasked with finding archeopteryx feathers.

... I'll go get the cat and take him to mine until they decide to let you come back, okay?

Stay safe.

Thanks, Foggy. At least this time they gave us supplies and instructions; we'll be home in a week.

You stay safe too. I know nothing happened in the village last time, but I don't like the idea of these random mass-exoduses, even if they're temporary.

On day six, I'll start your place warming up, get the fire going and everything. I'll keep Lynn until you're back, though.

There's less people missing this time. So there's that going for it. I think the most danger I'm in is tripping over the cat, so I should be good.

Let's be real, tripping over Lynn is a very likely disaster.

You're building up all the brownie points so if you go missing, I'll be sure your place is well cared for and stocked for your return, aren't you?

He is a tiny, adorable menace in that regard.

I live in the Inn. It's always warm, I have no animals or plants, the closest thing I have to a dependent is Matt, who manages to feed himself just fine. It's a nice thought, btu I just don't have anything to keep stocked or cared for.

Don't worry, I'll find a way to pay you back.

You don't need to pay me back, I'm glad to have some way I can help out.

And I'm glad to have someone look after my cat and my house.

Accept my gratitude, you doofus.

I am accepting your gratitude! Just insisting that recompense is unnecessary!

Fully acknowledged, and ignored. Recompense is gladly given without hesitation.

I feel like I should submit an objection, but I'm not sure I have grounds.

Of course you don't. I'm that good.

Failing to find grounds to object is more a reflection on me than you, I think.

Either way, I got you.

Thanks, Anne.

John Wick and I'm on some island with Chloe Decker. We got one of those, notes, too. Says to find archeopteryx feathers.

John, North here. Reviewed info from the records I was pointed at. As a forewarning, make sure to have gloves on when collecting. Oil from bird's skin and feathers leads to some weird reduced-gravity effects for thirty minutes. Take care.

Should be safe to eat though, after cooked. So if you take one down you can get a lot of feathers and some good eating.

[He may not be able to be out there, but at least he can help in some ways.]

Hey, North. Thanks for the heads up. We haven't tried to collect anything yet but will in the morning. It's getting dark anyway.

Of course. I was just hoping to provide you some fair warning there. I mean, I'm here, I have access to this book, figured I might as well, right?

You going to be okay out there?

Hey, Karen! I'm looking for ants in a forest with some guy I never met because a creepy note made it seem like that was a thing we should do. It's like the world's weirdest hostage situation. Go on a scavenger hunt or else??

Anyways, I hope you're okay! Stay warm and stuff. I'll be rooting for you while caving into my captor's demands, I guess? Not really sure I want to fight the power on this one since I think the power is gonna unleash stuff on us that might require ants!

Ew. Ants. Not a fan. Who's the guy?

Desmond Miles. He seems cool. I'm just feeling salty about the whole thing. I hate kidnappings!!!

He's a good guy. I'm really glad that two of my friends are together to look out for each other.

And yeah, kidnapping sucks.

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