June Bell Moone - Archeologist - Mentions: Calixte, Alexis, Samael, Dimitri, Elena, Victoria

June stood before the gaping hole that lead to the tombs below. Her eyes ran over the gear that laid upon the the ground. She insured each piece was accounted for by silently numbering off each harness. Seeing all was prepared, she looked up and eyed the path that lead from the base camp to the entrance. She smiled softly as she spotted Calixte approaching. "Good morning, Calixte," she returned his greeting. June reached for a harness and handed it to Cal. She secured the gear within a few minutes before she attached it to the rope and pulley system. "The descent shouldn't be too fussy. If you do happen to swing towards one of the sides, do your best to press off it, feet first," she mentioned as the man prepared to enter. "Nonetheless, the rest of the team should be down shortly," she called before giving him a nod to go ahead and step off the ledge. Calixte Bonnaire descended the drop smoothly, as June made sure to keep a tight grip on the roping system as she guided him down. Once he was at the bottom, she lifted the rappelling ropes to the top.

To her surprise, Samael and Alexis had already arrived. She gave the body guard a polite nod before she handed Alexis his harness. Once again, she repeated the process of securing and tightening different buckles and so they could begin the descent. As she gave them a nod to be at the ready for the drop, she gave a small chuckle at their comment. "To you as well, Alexis," she grinned, lowering them to the bottom.

As the rope returned to the top, she spun around to face Sargent Bone. While she was quite eager to work with everyone else, the body guard was a different story. She had known him longer than the others due to both of their longer term employments with Victor Lyons, and still, the longer she was able to familiarize herself with him, the more she learned that she found his presence foul and irritating. Whenever Mister Lyons had the two collaborating on a project at the dig site, they would often clash heads. Perhaps it was June's excessive stubbornness to deal with the man, or maybe just conflicting personalities, but regardless, she did not enjoy the man's rather blunt and cocksure persona. However, this was her first big project in her career, and she would refuse to let such a man distract her from a once in a life time opportunity.

As she began to fasten his harness, the left buckle seemed to be catching and refusing to move. A concentrated stare enveloped her face. With a few tugs to release the buckle, the strap finally gave in. June attached the carabiners to each loop before turning to grab onto the rope. She gave a nod to Sam, "Whenever you're ready, Sargent." She spoke, awaiting to feed the rope through the pulley. Her gaze flickered to the photographer who was poised at the lip of the entrance, awaiting to capture Samael's descent. A small smile tugged at her lips at the two's friendly banter before she braced for the large man to jump. Momentarily, he did, which was accompanied with the click of a camera. She lowered him down to safety with ease.

Once again, the same process repeated as she brought the rope back to the top and began securing Dimitri. The man was one of little words. Which, at times she enjoyed, compared to the more chattery members of the team. As she secured him, she once again grasped the rope and gave him a nod to begin his descent. Once Dimitri touched down, she pulled the cord back up. Turning, she found Elena had also joined them. At her greeting, she smiled courteously. "I'm quite well... I'll be even better once everyone has arrived safely down in the cave," she replied, handing the woman her harness. June sent her down, and gave a sigh of relief as the only member to remain was Victoria. The photographer was leaning over the entrance and took another picture of the team down below. Some were looking up, which provided a great image for the woman. June awaited for Victoria to finish before she handed her one of the last two harnesses. As she buckled the woman up and secured her to the pulley system, Victoria chimed up. "Try your best not to drop me, Doctor Moone," she joked sarcastically, an accent twisting in between her words. June gave a curt chuckle at her remark. "I'll make no promises," she replied, more sarcasm exchanging between the two. Victoria grinned excitedly before she leaped down into the drop. As she reached the bottom, June pulled the rope back up.

The archeologist had a different method of rappelling down. But, it wasn't anything new. She had made the journey numerous of times before, and this time would be no different. She harnessed herself, before adding on some more carabiners, securing a secondary rope, and finally grabbing her bag. She approached the drop before she turned and began rappelling down. In mere minutes she reached the bottom.

As she removed the gear from herself, she faced the team. The air was filled with excitement, as in a few minutes, they would begin their adventure in the maze to the relic. June offered the group an excited smile before she giving her orders. "I know we've all been lectured over the procedures that will be followed down here. But, just for precautions, and though I'm reluctant to reiterate this, Victor made sure to tell me to remind you all of these rules," she spoke, her voice a bit bored in a monotone. "The first priority for this excavation is the relic. Meaning anyone that interferes with this priority is at the expense of Sargent Bones," she motioned to the body guard. "Victor has assigned me to lead this excavation, and anyone who challenges such, is once again at the expense of Sargent Bones," she added, pausing to look everyone in the eyes. "That said, while we're down here, everyone has their own job and orders to contribute to the excavation. I presume everyone knows their importance to this mission, so for the sake of everyone else's sanity, just follow orders and do your job. I assume everyone's aware of Victor's rules for the excavation, so there shouldn't be any issues there," June sighed, silence enveloping the cave.

The archeologist moved her gaze to the small pile of gear that laid a few meters from where the team stood. "Everyone's requested instruments and tools are right there. Most of it's light enough to carry, but if we can't transport it safely, then we can leave it here and retrieve it if needed. As for now, gather up your belongings, and we'll head out," she finished, before trudging forward towards the pile of crates and instruments. June put her bag down and attached it to a larger backpack. As she did so, she pulled out a paper that had half of the cave system mapped out onto it. She struggled to swing the large bag onto her shoulders, but once it was on, she stood and headed for a tunnel that was further back from the first area of the cave. The walls were already lined with lanterns and lights, so for now, most of the tunnel's walls and floor was visible.

June awaited for everyone to join her before she began forward. For the most part, the tunnel was even and its terrain was an ease to walk through. She knew this tunnel like the back of her hand, presumably because she was the one that explored it in the first place. However, the fault in the journey was the fact that she was the only one with a map, and was the only one that somewhat knew the layout of the maze. If anyone was to wonder off, they were sure to get lost.

The team had walked about two miles through twists and turns. Finally, they came to a wide and more open cavern. In the cavern was a large canyon that carved through the space. Directly in front of them, a ladder was spread across it and a rope was stretched above the ladder. Attached to said rope was another rope that could be tied to the waist of those crossing. June huffed and turned to the group, " All right, everyone be careful. Only one person across the ladder at once. Make sure to tie the rope securely before you cross," she called loud enough to reach the back of the group. Satisfied, June secured herself to the roping system and confidently stepped from rung to rung. As she made it across the trench, she tossed the rope back to the others.

Once everyone crossed, they would continue their journey down a couple more miles of tunnels. Hopefully by the end of the day, they would reach their first camp site at the base of the tombs.

Dimitri Atticus Raine - Medic - M: All

With a bit of banter, the bodyguard before him was sent down. It was gratefully short and more playful than irate - Samael seemed to have a habit of starting arguments wherever he went, and while Dimitri didn't really care what the man did outside of the excavation, it was a trait that would most certainly prove troublesome on the way in. He doubted that he would end up in many with himself - Samael teased him a few times, but didn't seem to hate him as much as... some others - and he seemed to be just fine at tolerating most of the cast, and yet the camp had still found itself riled up with constant passive-aggressive to straight aggressive yelling matches. He supposed, peering into the dark caverns in which the hulking figure of Sergeant Bone was disappearing in, they were lucky that he and Monsieur Bonnaire seemed to be giving each other a wide berth for now. He wasn't sure whether both men would survive through another encounter with one another, and the group kind of needed both of them.

. . .

Finished with that train of thought, June, seemingly done with Samael, turned her attention back to Dimitri. Without a word, she went to work on his harness, and he didn't say a word back. She knew what she was doing and he didn't really have much else to say about it, after all, and June seemed to respect that. He glanced at her hands - she worked swiftly and confidently, not much to see there - and then looked back at the rest of the group, feeling the tension and excitement radiating off of them from the journey to come. Certainly was more exciting then sitting around in a tent and listening to lectures all day, he supposed; he wasn't immune to the feeling, himself.

After a short, comfortable silence, the harness was attached without much of a fuss, and Dimitri was able to descend. Recalling the instructions he'd been given in the week prior, he took a slow and steady approach; step by step, keeping a careful eye on where his feet were meeting the cliffside. As he made his way down, he didn't have much to think about, so he focused on his task and nothing more. Rappelling certainly was a sensation, to say the least - a feeling of falling, a rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins, a slight sensation of being lighter than air - all that ended quite suddenly when his next step found itself at the floor.

... He probably wouldn't ever seek to do that again.

As he straightened himself up onto the floor, he heard a familiar, friendly voice call out to him and heavy footsteps. Glancing over his shoulder, he was met with the sight of Calixte, who appeared to be eager to help with his harness. Turning towards him, he gave him a curt nod, both to greet him and to answer his question. After a moment, he realized that he was probably expecting an actual answer, so he gave a brisk and quiet "Weather's better down here" as a response.

It was true - once free from his harness, he stepped deeper into the cave to give space for the rest of the crew to come down, welcoming the cool air of the caverns to wash over him. It was so much better than the rainforest, he thought to himself as he lifted his head to examine the caverns. It was lit up with the lanterns that had been placed previous to their arrival, presumably during June's first exploration. He couldn't really make out the details of the ceilings and walls, what with his poor eyesight, but it didn't really matter. He wasn't the geologist, after all - the look of the rocks wasn't his problem. Still, as he looked upon the cavern lit dimly with man's creation, it reminded him vaguely of a picture he'd seen of a cave full of mushrooms that seemed to light up the place. Less colorful, of course, but still rather lovely. He didn't smile, but the image did brighten his mood.

He turned around to see Calixte and Marijana waving up at the cave entrance. Following their line of sight, he found Victoria poised to take a picture, and, instinctively, Dimitri raised his hand in front of his face to shield himself from the flash. Victoria was far enough that it didn't really matter, though, so all it ended up doing was ruining the picture, but oh well.

All there was to do next was wait for the rest of the team to arrive. Most of them were down, already, so it didn't take too long - after warily watching Victoria and June descend the cavern and join them, arms crossed over his chest, they joined the group and June gave another monotone (but thankfully short) lecture. After that, she told them where the tools were - Dimitri already had most of the tools he needed in his bag, as most of them were relatively small and all he needed beyond that was some medicine and antivenoms, so he collected what little he needed and stood among the waiting group until they were ready to proceed.

Once they began walking, Calixte piped up again, seeming to want to start conversation amongst the group. He nudged Dimitri in the shoulder, almost sending him staggering due to his surprise. Straightening himself and taking the prompt to speak again, he glanced at Calixte in order to say "We came here for an ancient relic. That one's a given, is it not?" His voice was still quiet as he said so, though far from timid - professional, more than anything, really.

He paused amongst the group as they reached a canyon, a ladder stretched across the dark depths below - seemed sturdy enough to hold one person, but not much more, probably put down a bit quicker than needed in preparation for the excavation trip - and two ropes making up a system so that the user could securely tie themselves and make their way across the bridge. June turned to the group and gave her instructions before demonstrating, making her way across confidently and quickly. Calixte followed with a good-natured laugh when he messed up, and then tossed the rope back over with an exclamation of "Catch!".

The rope landed at Dimitri's feet, which he took as a sign for him to cross next. He picked it up and tied it around his waist, tugging on the rope a bit to test it before taking to the ladder. He took the same approach he did on the rappel - slow and cautious, making sure that he stepped on every rung without a chance of falling. He looked at his feet as he did so, not minding the height that loomed below him in the least as he stepped across, simply making sure that he stepped on solid ladder every time.

It felt longer than it probably was when Dimitri reached the end. He untied the rope and, without a word, tossed it over to the other end, waiting for the next person to cross.

Samael Bone - Body Guard / Protection

Mention(s): All

It was probably for the best that the linguist had not offered his help to Samael when said bodyguard had detached his harness from the line, even if Calixte had only withheld his help to the man out of petty spite. If it had bothered Sam at all to witness the man aid everyone other than himself and Ms. Moone, he certainly did not display that irritation. At this point in time it had become nearly second nature that should the males even be within eyesight range, words and occasionally more tangible things would fly. So perhaps it was a good thing that they would not be within grasping distance, lest someone end up requiring a check-up by the medic.

So Samael was content to merely entertain himself while he, as long as the others who had already made the descent, waited for the rest of the group to steady themselves on the barren floor beneath the earth. It was evident by the ever-present scowl on the large man’s face that he found the surrounding, atmospheric conversations to be distasteful. Perhaps it was only due to the fact that Calixte was the one initiating the majority of the dialogue, and if you had asked the green-eyed man he would have insisted vehemently that Mairjana and Alexis were merely only politely entertaining the French-German.

It was only with the last descending form, which happened to be that of June Moone, that the guard began to feel a thrum of excitement course through his veins. Truth be told, he hadn't been quite keen on the expedition during the course of the previous week- after all he and Ms. Moone have been on, initially, far more exciting conquest than that of perusing cave systems- so Samael had only been considering this just another regular, run-of-the-mill job. Nothing fancy. However, now that he was here, about to embark on the first leg of the excavation, he was admittedly looking forwards to the task at hand, even if it was only a minute amount.

Following the archaeologist getting settled, she began a monotonous yet direct monologue over what the expectations for the excavation were. The words offered were nothing knew, certainly not to Samael or the rest of the crew for that matter. The entirety of the group members had been debriefed numerous times over the requirements for their position, until the details were practically ingrained into the fiber of their genetic makeup. But Samael surprisingly did not find the refresher to be exponentially grating- after all his time in the military had laden his brain with an appreciation for thoroughness, so the clarity made as to the expectations was nice.

The body guard understood the full extent as to what his duty was over the duration of the job- after all it had followed the baseline of what he usually did when hired by Victor following some appropriate changes. The order as to subdue ('by any means necessary' as stated by Mr. Lyons himself) whomever attempted to get in the way of the success of the excavation had been an unusual request, but not an overly odd one. Sergeant Bone had been sanctioned to kill on numerous occasions, so this would be no different- not that he thought anyone involved in the removal of the artifact were particularly interested in nabbing the fabled jewel.

Samael himself was not of the opinion that the very object they were, very expensively might he add, sent to retrieve was of any mythical makeup, but if some astoundingly affluent tycoon wished to extract some antiquity, at the rate they were being paid, the guard was more than happy to ensure the attainment of said object.

While the large man did not offer any verbal words of support to the archaeologist, when he was mentioned in a fact of warning to dissuade any rebellion among the group-members, he gave a solemn, condemning nod. It was probably better left unsaid that if at any point Samael had to interfere for the sake of the excavation, it would not bode well for any of the parties involved.

When they had begun the two-mile trek, Sam took it upon himself to take up the rear. Not to ensure that no one fell behind, as a decent human would do, but rather to distance himself from the bulk of the chatterboxes. It seemed he was not the only one with that train of thought, as he found himself walking with Victoria, or the more likely probability was that the photographer was hanging back to catch some worthy shots. Either way, as was the same with Alexis, Samael never really minded the company of Victoria, so he was content enough to indulge the female in some small talk.

Upon coming across the make-shift bridge, Sam did not bother to hurry himself, as he was sure that it would take a considerable amount of time for the entirety of the group to safely make it across the rungs laid out. While Calixte’s little display with his rather horrid aim with he rope earned a few scattered chuckles, Sam only offered a displeases tsk, his eyes narrowing minutely in a show of annoyance.

It had taken Dimitri a far bit longer than it had June- or Cal for that matter, to cross the bridge, but even with the ever-present annoyance that brimmed within the guard, his small reserve of patience hadn’t yet run out so he kept his complaints to himself for now. Once again, the tall man reserved himself to stick to the back, almost languidly posed in the relaxed way he stood. His gaze had fixated to Victoria, a slight shrug rotating his shoulders as he gestured to the rope once it became available. "Ladies first." The quip was not spoken very tactfully, even if the intention of such words was usual to be polite or proper. Leave it to Samael to be acutely aware of societal standards and still be so crass.

Victoria Valentina Viola - Photographer / Journalist - Mentions: Everyone; Mainly Calixte, Marijana, Alexis, and Samael

Victoria laughed lightly at Samual's comment. "Whatever you say, Sarg," she winked as she awaited for him to begin his descent. Once June had secured the gear properly, she watched eagerly as he was lowered into the chasm. When he was about ten feet down, she gently placed pressure on the shutter release button, producing a click and a flash. Happy with the shot, she lowered the camera from her face and observed as Dimitri and Marijana as they were lowered. Once the two were down, she noticed Elena and Cal waving. Seeing multiple members were gazing up, she smiled. Once again, she poised the Kodak and adjusted it to her liking. A click and flash was deposited from the device within mere seconds. Satisfied, she turned to June and grinned deviously. "Try your best not to drop me, Doctor Moone," she joked light heartedly. At June's reply she grinned and allowed the archeologist to harness her up. Once she was given the green light to go, she leaped excitedly.

Though Victoria was a bit... uneasy around places of extreme heights, the drop wasn't too much of an anxiety inducer. She trusted June's expertise, and the comfort of the harness gave her relief. Regardless, her heart did pound a bit in the beginning, but as she rappelled closer to the cave floor, her heart rate slowed. As soon as she touched the ground, she released a sigh of relief.

Calixte came to her side and assisted her in unhooking from the harness. Once she was freed, she smiled pleasantly at Cal. "I truly appreciate your words, Calixte," she replied eagerly. "I'll do my best to provide enough memories for you to share with your lovely family," she nodded, before stepping away from the landing site.

Victoria eyed June as she began to rappel down. Simultaneously, she captured another photo of the scene above. June removed her own harness and joined the group. She began another repetitive lecture. Bored, the photographer began to analyze her bejeweled hands. She barely paid attention, and didn't care to, as the whole speech was rather tedious.

As Doctor Moone finally concluded her words, Victoria watched some of the members walk to the pile of gear to pick up some last minute equipment. As she observed, she found herself next to Alexis. Seemingly wanting to socialize with the zoologist, she turned towards them. "So, Alexis, what kind of creatures might be down here?" She questioned, crossing her arms. "I hope none of those creepy insects... especially the ones that fly... or the ones with pinchers," she grimaced at the thought, her accent growing thicker as she continued to speak. Oh, how she hated insects.

While the others took their time gathering up their gear, Victoria also turned to the Engineer. "What do you think, Miss Marjanović?" She questioned. "I hope we don't run into anything with more than six legs down here," she joked, awaiting for Marijana's input on the frightening topic.

As the team seemed to be gathering in a line to begin their journey, Victoria joined at the back of the group. Not only was the position preferable for quality photographs, but she could leave the more needed members at the front. After all, she wanted to stay out of the teams' way if their expertise were required by June. Samael Bone was also at the back. Which, she didn't mind considering she quite enjoyed the body guard's company. As she raised the Kodak to her face to take photo, she began to speak. "Now, you tell me Mister Bone, why would our employer want a body guard to accompany an excavation crew for the purpose of protecting a harmless artifact?" She inquired curiously. This was actually a thought that had been swimming in her head for awhile now. Even if they wanted to, It's not like any of the crew would be able to pull off a heist successfully, body guard or not. It made Victoria question what really lied in the tombs.

For a second, her eyes narrowed. "Would you truly dispose of me if I dared to compromise the mission?" she asked, her voice in a darker tone than usual. To some, one could just assume that the she was playing around, just being good ol' Victoria. But, for a split second, her horns did rear themselves present. The Croatian than laughed and nudged the man lightly, "Of course, I mean hypothetically. If I really wanted to steal a relic from a tomb, it'd have to be shiner... with more gold involved. Then, you would have to keep an eye on me." She chuckled sarcastically. Obviously, she was joking.

As the group's pace seem to slow, they all gathered at an open cavern. In the middle, a chasm split the area in half. A ladder acted as a bridge across it, above was a system of ropes for safety. As June explained the contraption, she left Sam, and made her way to the front. She then crouched and poised the camera. As the first three crossed, she snapped multiple photos of them in action. The rope soon came available to Victoria and Samael. She stood and turned her gaze towards the tall man. At his statement, she replied, "Who knew you could be so chivalrous." She smirked before grabbing the rope. She tied it around her waist, doing her best to secure it with a proper knot. As she came to the beginning of the ladder, she gazed down into the deep and rigid canyon. Dear lord, she hated heights. Victoria took a deep breathe before she focused intensely on the rungs of the ladder. Quickly, she nimbly stepped across. Once on the other side, she released a breathe she didn't know she was holding before she untied the rope and she tossed it back to Sam. She cautiously stepped away from the edge and averted her gaze from the trench while the body guard crossed.

Once every member was prepared to continue the trek, she followed in the back of the group.

Marijana Elena Marjanović | 21 | Female| Engineer| M: Victoria, Cal, Alexis, June and Damitri

Descending down and into the cave Marijana noted the drop in temperature rather quickly. It was like jumping into the ocean on a hot day, suddenly being surprised the sudden coldness engulfing your being. Marija would shiver slightly in delight at the now cooler atmosphere, finally reaching the ground the woman would let out a slight sigh when her feet would hit the ground, the feeling of the cool environment was nice, almost making her want to take her boots off and relax. She looks around the cave, noticing Cal staring at her. Mari would offer him a warm smile, deciding to finally remove the harness attached to her body. Cal's hands would eventually reach her view, his help was much appreciated when he began to assist her with removing the gear and slide the equipment off her immediately. "Thank you, dear." It was only a friendly interaction, meant nothing at all. She thought it was something she would have picked up from her mother and grandmother. Having always called Marijana that she guessed she become accustomed to it, sliding off her tongue without a second thought.

As he was removing the gear from her person she would listen to what else he had to say and laughed when he spoke the word 'Mademoiselle'. She was quite aware of it's meaning and found it sweet that he would call a lady 'miss'. She would take it from his hands gently, letting it slip out of her own with ease. Marijana would look up at Cal, nod her head. "Indeed. Quite so, Monsieur." She giggles, agreeing with his statement. Once June had descended down, Marijana would listen along to June's words while she nodded her head, watching the blonde pull out a piece of paper, assuming it was the map of the cave. Quite a marvelous thing to have, it would be horrible if they were to become lost. Though Marijana was never good a reading maps, finding her joys in tracking a lot more. It was much easier to the young woman, made more sense which was slightly silly but she never thought much about the matter.

The cave was lit up like a house fire, at least that was the only conclusion she could come up with at that point. She remembered once her father had started a fire in the living room, burning the entire house down. It wasn't funny at the time but once they bought their new house it was all in the past and something to joke about from years to come. They never really had good experiences with fire, she tended to stay away from the destructive walls of death anyway. They walked for about two miles as they chatted and discussed various topics, Marijana sharing her own bits of wisdom in the mix. Cal's questions where either just ridiculously funny to her or just silly but she wasn't upset at him. She was more amused, just as a parent or sibling would be if they watched a family member reenact a funny scene from a movie.

"An ancient language you say? Hmmm, I wonder if it'd be as interesting as Hieroglyphics or Latin? Probably not, but you never know!" She would giggle, she had once heard tale of a French man who discovered the ancient language of the Egyptian's though she had also heard tale of the ancient Greek's discovering the language.. Languages were a marvelous thing, that much she knew and she always loved learning about things. She wasn't sure who discovered the language but she did know it someone at least. But at the mention of curses the woman's face would pale. She was not one to like when people spoke of such things, the many possibilities of such a bad Oman coming true was something she always feared..

She wasn't a skeptic, if anything she believed in all things such as curses, witches, spirits and demons. She was a taught many things by her grandmother and how it could bring bad luck to mention such things. Her heart would beat faster, should would finally speak, not upset but only out of fear. "It's bad luck to bring up curses and mess with things such as that.. No one should mess with the other realm or spirits either. Cures can involve such things, it's better avoided." Marijana would mention, fear in her heart yes. But also worry, the woman didn't like such things at all.

She would listen closely to the conversation between Damitri and Cal. It did seem they were only having fun but she always thought it best to warn people. "If we do come across the dead please be respectful and don't touch them. I don't wish to anger the spirits." Her skin would crawl at the thought of making the spirits mad and possibly return for their heads for even mocking them. Marijana guessed she could say her grandmother was like a shaman, believing in the spirits and speaking of such instances one could have with the dead and other interesting things about them. The woman was wise, gentle and taught Marijana all she knew. She taught the girl to be wise of the spirit world. "I hope we don't come across any dead people.." She would whisper, slowing down just behind the two she had just spoken with. She would quietly follow everyone to the destination of June's choice, like a lost puppy she would follow behind. She would turn her head when she would hear Victoria and Alexis behind her. The young woman would smile gently at the two, wave at them, before waiting for them to catch up.

"Greetings, Victoria and Alexis." She would speak, quietly listen to them chatter about the possible creatures that may lurk in the shadows. Marijana's skin would pale once more as she moved along the path ahead. Her face would scrunch up, hands hugging her waist at the thought. Maybe it was best that she steer clear of any possible places the creatures would be. Of course that would be impossible. They were in a damn cave for God sake. Her head would perk when Victoria would ask her the same question, Marijana would fumble her fingers as they slid across each other.

Marijana would swallow her words, taking a deep breath and speaking once with Victoria most likely teasing her when mentioning six legging beast. "Spiders?????" She would almost shout, trying to hide her obvious fear of the creepy crawlies. She covers her mouth and watches as everyone swings across a small ravine from a rope. She looks down once it was her turn, doesn't even think twice as she grabs the rope and swings across.

She couldn't have cared less for heights, it was the critters that bugged her... uh. No pun intended.. She would sigh and wait for the last of the group to swing across.