[spelunking is one thing. swimming around in an underwater lake? that's going a bit too far for his exploratory wants. self-preservation is a thing and dabi doesn't like to take too many risks unless he's assured success. in most cases...
once he realizes the worms aren't going to be dripping on them like some kind of disgusting slime rain, he's more at ease walking down the tunnel the river's carved away over who knows how long a time. when shouto stops to mark the walls, touya likewise draws further on the little notebook, a rudimentary mapping system that consists little more than circles and lines to indicate branches and routes taken. plus burning marks on the wall opposite shouto's glowsticks.
he keeps his silence, noting the decreasing size of the river. somewhere in his mind, he wrangles up lessons from his childhood about nature and stuff. smaller rivers mean less time it's been here. probably carving its way through the rocks. but that stops when the large cavern shows up and he frowns at the severe number of paths.
shit.]
Ya see anything move, send up a flare.
[touya heads to the opposite side of the room, opting to walk past all the different entrances that lead out of the chamber. looking for any signs people have been here. he knows they're not the only ones exploring these caves, especially since there are things in here to find and keep.
case in point, a pile of rocks beside one mouth that obviously was not naturally made (though certainly more respectful to nature than you two idiots painting and burning the walls...)]
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[spelunking is one thing. swimming around in an underwater lake? that's going a bit too far for his exploratory wants. self-preservation is a thing and dabi doesn't like to take too many risks unless he's assured success. in most cases...
once he realizes the worms aren't going to be dripping on them like some kind of disgusting slime rain, he's more at ease walking down the tunnel the river's carved away over who knows how long a time. when shouto stops to mark the walls, touya likewise draws further on the little notebook, a rudimentary mapping system that consists little more than circles and lines to indicate branches and routes taken. plus burning marks on the wall opposite shouto's glowsticks.
he keeps his silence, noting the decreasing size of the river. somewhere in his mind, he wrangles up lessons from his childhood about nature and stuff. smaller rivers mean less time it's been here. probably carving its way through the rocks. but that stops when the large cavern shows up and he frowns at the severe number of paths.
shit.]
Ya see anything move, send up a flare.
[touya heads to the opposite side of the room, opting to walk past all the different entrances that lead out of the chamber. looking for any signs people have been here. he knows they're not the only ones exploring these caves, especially since there are things in here to find and keep.
case in point, a pile of rocks beside one mouth that obviously was not naturally made (though certainly more respectful to nature than you two idiots painting and burning the walls...)]
Someone's been down this one. They left a marker.
[ooc: got it! i shall unleash some plans~]