Cassandra sat there, in the middle of the godforsaken jungle, poring over the notes she had made thus far on the trip. Being an investigative journalist, she had to make sure to take complete enough notes that shed be able to piece together her memories from the trip, but also had to keep up appearances with her undercover role, as she wasnt really a member of the group per se, but managed to bribe some lab rat to give her their credentials so she could make the trip with the group under the guise of scientific research.<br/><br/>With her thick horned rimmed glasses and carefully chosen instruments in tow, noone had challenged her yet, tho shed not had time tk use the sat phone she had brought along to call her editor yet. Oh well, even Eco geeks would have to sleep sometime, and shed sneak off and call him then.<br/><br/>She didn't really want to speak with him anyway, this assignment had been a lame duck so far as far as news went. Tho this group was suspected of Eco terrorism, shed seen no sign of it so far at all. In fact, they were the most peaceful such protests she had seen for some time.<br/><br/>The only reason she hadn't chartered a flight back to the states yet was the dead villagers, which some in the group suspected had been intentionally given a disease through their water supply. But even proving that seemed impossible. When the girl that shed kept an eye on since the flight called out to her, announcing a posible discovery of a new plant species...she tried to keep her excitment to herself as she hopped up, waving.<br/><br/>'Of course, ill be right there!' She called out as she took a moment to stand, wipe her long black hair from her damp neck and gather back up her belongings. This, this could actually give her something to hand her editor! Wonderful!