by Alea Davenport on January 11th, 2013, 5:05 pm
The spray of cat-nose-fluids on Alea's face was possibly the second grossest thing she had ever encountered. Forgetting everything else for the moment, she wiped at her face with her brand new fur... she would have to wash these later... By the time she had cleaned her face off enough that she could no longer feel the slime of cat boogers, the giant black cat kelvic was gone, and Banir was there instead.
Alea felt like it was time to take stock of the situation. Ximal was at the top of that rope, and Alea refused to accept any sort of help from that... she couldn't even think of a word dirty enough to describe him. But Ana was apparently either very determined in her acting, or she really was asleep. Alea would not be able to get her very far without help. And now Banir was here. And he would try to resolve things peacefully. And the only way he could succeed was if Alea did not go near Ximal.
Out of respect for her friendship with Banir, she decided to take the most peaceful way out of this situation. After crawling on the net toward where Banir had landed, she spoke to him in a low voice, so that her words would not carry to the nemeses waiting above. "If I go near Ximal again, I will attack him. But I probably should not leave Ana in the nets, so I need you to take her... somewhere. I don't know where the best place for her is, but I trust you to figure it out."
After receiving some sort of affirmation from Banir, Alea proceeded to crawl across the net, away from the rope Ximal had lowered. She could and would find her own way out the the nets. When she got sufficiently far away, she could almost feel the the tension draining away as she forgot about insufferable people and could focus on the task in front of her.
Soon, the net became more vertical than horizontal, and she was pulling herself up on the slugsuckle vines. It was nice to know that if she fell, she would not fall to her death. But she still wanted to avoid falling because it would mean she would have to start climbing all over again. It was at least fairly easy--much like climbing a ladder--until she got to the top.
Where she had ended up, there were no real handholds that she could grab onto to pull herself onto the petal. She tried to pull herself up anyway, but her foot on the nets swung wildly, and with nothing for her arms to grip, she slid backwards. She let out an involuntary yell as her equilibrium switched from vertical to horizontal, and she flung her arms, wildly searching for something to grab onto.
She almost immediately caught a handful of net, which stopped her downward progress abruptly. She spent a few moments hanging upside-down, catching her breath, and contemplating the solution to her problem, which was apparently NOT 'just climb up'. Looking around, she noticed a few slugsuckle vines hanging down a ways over. Getting herself upright before the blood rushed to her head, she climbed sideways across the net until she could reach one of the vines. Testing its weight, she pulled herself up.
Keeping a grip on the vine was an effort in itself, the tension of trying not to slip off taking up most of her energy. Pulling herself up the rope-like vine was more than she could manage. Fortunately, she was already at the top of the net, and only needed to be a few feet higher to reach the petal. She swung her legs upward, and tried to gain purchase on the petal with her boots. In a sort of half-crab walk, she managed to get her body onto the safety of the petal, and she released the vine with a sigh of relief.
She looked back across the petal and caught sight of the others, which caused her to scowl. That Ximal... she wouldn't be able to live in the same Spires as him without meeting for long... And when they next met, she intended to make sure he regretted all those things he'd said about her. Somehow.