Goner moved through the bush as quietly as possible, in case he could hear signs of help through the water already coming down. He was a bit out of practice, since his kingdom was the sky. Jungles were for Jarheads of a different kind of crazy then he was, god love them. He didn’t have a machete, just a knife strapped to his leg in case he had to cut clothes or straps. He supposed that it could be used for other purposes, but that wasn’t in his job description. He absently wiped the water from his face before he saw a woman appear out what could have been considered nowhere.<br/><br/><em>’Jungle…not the best in the bush, and now I got some survivor telling me to watch my ste…aw shit…’</em>he thought as he looked up. He would have missed it completely if the lady hadn’t mentioned it to him. It was green enough to match the surrounding area, but if you looked just right, you could see the difference. “Okay…large snakes overhead. Fine. Should I walk around it?” Since she was the one who pointed it out, he’d let her dictate actions from here. He could get into explanations later.<br/><br/>He made sure to take a good long look around him, to be sure there wasn’t anything else that needed his immediate attention. He could talk about the rate it took someone to die in standing water, depending on the part of the world they were in, he could even give most “homemade” remedies for jellyfish stings. He could dive with the best of them, though he preferred the clouds, so at this very moment, he felt completely powerless. Glad that he found this woman when he did, but powerless nonetheless.<br/><br/>He didn’t like that feeling at all.<br/>