Yours Truly

Jun considers the river person's offer for a moment, before she eventually decides that sticking around in this place might be the wiser decision for now, "Nah I'm fine for now, but if you see anyone that fits the description, or a bunch of dudes in full armor walking by, please tell them that Jun is waiting in the waterfall or something." She then waves the person good bye, before she heads off to try and find out what the turtle is about.

"Nowhere actually, I'm here to try and find out where some people have gone," Jun casually said, as she sidled up to the boat itself, trying to make out what the river person actually looked like underneath their all concealing cloak. "Have you seen a human kid in a blue shirt wandering around these parts lately? Or a guy wearing mainly orange?."

Jun nods gently at Napstablook's direction, doing a fair bit of stretches as she stands up from her refreshing, if melancholic lie down. "Yeah, I've kinda been on edge for a while, it's nice to just...lay down and get some rest once in a while" she said as she slowly wandered over to the door, "And thanks for the tip, I'll see you around." After saying her goodbyes to the nice ghost person, Jun heads off to try and find the aforementioned 'river person.'

Jun stops to consider napstablook's offer for a moment, before the lack of available seating convinces her that lying on the floor is an...acceptable substitute to a proper seat. "Sure, I probably won't be able to stay much longer though, I still need to find my other friends."

"Oh, is it bothering you? Because I could try playing something else," Jun asked, while glancing at some of the other disks lying on the floor to try and find something else to play if they'd prefer less....spooky music playing in the background. She briefly thought about borrowing their computer to try and find out more about the underworld, but really, it'd be less creepy to just ask the actual ghost that owned it, and besides, after walking, running, and standing around for so long, she really cared more about finding readily available seating more than anything else right now...

Jun gingerly walks inside of the ghost's house, taking a brief moment to take in the decor, before she takes some very careful steps to avoid stepping on any of the disks strewn about the floor. "Nice place you got here," she said to try and start a conversation, while her eyes glanced over the disks to find something interesting to play.

"Ah, well if it makes the snails happy..." Jun trailed off as she pocketed her windfall income, and cast her gaze at the friendly ghost's house. A brief moment passed as she wondered if she should continue searching for the others instead, after all they could be doing something important... She let out a slight 'eh' and shrugged her shoulders, Lucine was likely in safe if rambling hands with Proditor, Ignia and Nader back in the hotlands, and it's not like she knew where the other kid was at this point. And so, Jun stretched a little in place, and said, "Well I wouldn

Smiling underneath her helmet the whole time as she cheered on the yellow snail's success, Jun let out one final cheer as her snail rushed past the finishing line before the other snails. Her mood considerably improved by the short and stress free detour she took, he absentmindedly took the gold offered up by the ghost before he...realized something. "Thanks but uhhh, you didn't really have to give me anything, I'm playing this for free after all..."

Nodding at the very friendly ghost and his explanation of the game and its rules, Jun takes a brief moment to say, "Then may the best snail win!." Before she witnesses the race unfold in front of her, and attempts to use her skills as a diplomatic to help her figure out how and when to best cheer the yellow snail along, ending up cheering for it a total of 13 times.

Jun stops to think for a moment to consider the ghost's offer, weighing the stress relief and novelty of playing a game with a ghost against the importance of finding the small child and his heavily armed contingent. It should come to no surprise that Jun's answer is, "Well, if you don't mind then yeah, I would love to. My name's Jun by the way, what's yours?."

Miming patting her pockets down a little, and finding the obvious lack of cash or 'G' as the currency was presumably called here, Jun politely shakes her head and says, "Oh I would love to, but I don't really have that much G right now, perhaps I'll just come back to play later..."

Jun settled on wandering over to one of the snails then, on the sole basis that they seemed less likely to immediately run away or try to kill her on sight. Gently waving at them from a distance before she asked, "Hey! What're you guys up to?."

Deciding that following after Lucine would be an extremely bad idea, Jun simply shrugged, and elected to go off deeper into the waterfall area to continue their search for the others. It's not like any of the four still back at the hotlands seemed like they weren't ready for a fight, unless Ignia died that is.

Jun slowly stands up to make her presence known, her expression of vague annoyance at the fact that Lucine seemed to be in the middle of putting herself in danger once more thankfully concealed by the helmet he was still wearing. She considers speaking up for a moment, but chooses to wait and see for now, while she considers any possible escape routes she could take that would uh, allow her to carry the small child away to safety again if things turned pear shaped.

Navin, Venus, Heidrun Theme The corpse lets out one final, bloodcurdling scream before Venus's shot finally reduces it into a fine, and colorful mist that briefly illuminated the room, bathing it in it's bitterly cold multicolored light, revealing rows upon rows of corpses, hanging from hooks, laying on tables, and piled up in mounds. People? in hazmat suits slowly fade into view, wandering around from body to body, carefully dissecting them and casually stuffing their organs into little ice filled boxes, while they chat with each other about...sports? Dinner plans? And other inane s

Hoping that Undyne's vague threat meant that she hadn't figured out her hiding spot yet, Jun simply opted to continue telepathically speaking at the royal guard, "But no seriously, did you kill the kid or not? She kinda went back to try and talk to you on her own initiative, and it would really suck if she died."

"That's because I'm not Doctor Doom," Alan said, in a very plain and matter of fact way, "What I am is the guy who stole (borrowed) a Doombot to get the Avenger's attention for long enough to show them this." He will then try to slowly bring up his commlink, and show the assembled Avengers a live stream of the zombie apocalypse happening in the comic convention at this very moment. "Now I don't know about you, but I don't think anyone's that good at cosplay just yet."

Stalking a litle closer to the edge of the mountain, Jun watches Undyne intently for a while, trying to determine if the armored person was anywhere close to figuring out where she was hiding, before she decided to try opening up dialogue once more, focusing her psionic energies at the armored person's direction to say, "So, you didn't kill the little girl right?." Jun basically just uses Listen Up on Undyne to try and remain relatively hidden while she speaks to them. Listen Up: Jun gains the ability to mentally communicate with a single person using focused psionic energy.

Shrugging a little as Lucine starts to walk directly towards danger once more, Jun tries to find a nice and comfortable perch in the area bordering the waterfall and the hotlands to hide in, somewhere she could plausibly hear the sound of distant gunshots if Lucine's negotiations turned out to be a little more...aggressive than intended.

Jun kept mostly silent on the way out, the strain of attempting high speed parkour while carrying a not entirely helpful child not exactly doing wonders for her ability to snark at people when prompted. It was only when she found herself unable to recognize her surroundings much, that she felt that it was safe enough to lower the child gently, and explain her reasoning. "Look, expecting someone who literally said that the only option for forgiveness is us dying at spear point to fuel their experiments to not try to kill us is probably not a great idea, and I'm not exactly keen on letting a kid

"Ah, that sounds like quite a noble cause," Lucian said in response, immediately wracking his brain in search of something else to say, "I can't claim to have such noble intentions for travelling around the multiverse myself, but if the last world was any indication, there's quite a lot of worlds in need of a bit of meddling, economically speaking." He turned his gaze at the various shops around him, trying to find a conveniently located convenience store, restaurant, or pub around here, "But you know, something tells me that it would probably be a good idea for us to start exploring this one

Sensing a lull of sorts in the fight despite the wave of life sapping crystals blasting in his direction, Atton shouted out yet another rallying cry at the party, hoping to inspire 6D and Mira to maintain a stiff upper lip through the fires and the flame. That, is naught but a flesh wound on Mira and 6D, healing them for 1d4+Int (15) HP, and curing one ailment.

Navin, Heidrun, Venus The sound of distant screaming echoes in Navin's ears as he fights back his urge to stand and fight, rightfully so it seemed, as his quick reflexes and strong will worked together to save him from being impaled by the various hooks the corpse vomitted in his general direction. Venus patiently waited in place, it was almost time for a grand finale after all. A pulse of green life giving energy energizes the party, healing them for 11 HP, and causing the corpse to jerk and twitch in Heidrun's direction. The corpse grows in defiance a

Jun lets out a loud sigh after hearing the armored person's response, as she slowly starts to back away from them, "We're honestly here to help, but if violence is the only thing you understand then," her hand casually brushing at the fake controls of her suit, her muscles tensing in anticipation as she prepared to...."I guess we'll just have to leave and find someone else to speak to!," make her escape, apparently, trying to dart closer to the small child with stubby legs that are probably not great at running. Loadout

Lucian shook Vitor's hand firmly for a moment, his steely blue eyes staring directly into theirs as he said, "I am not surprised, I don't expect every world to have its own Kugelschiemede, not yet at the least." An awkward silence filled the air for a couple of moments, as Lucian wracked his brain in search of anything he knew about an 'overwatch', only to give up after he found nothing more pertinent than the definitions of the word, "I must confess to have never heard of a military organization called 'Overwatch' as well, but I guess that's just the multiverse for you."