Hello Sunshine

He looks up, now standing a good twenty feet below Corrie. "...okay!"

He holds his hands up. "Ready!"

 

She drops the bag. He had better actually be ready.

 

He catches it, grinning, then sets it down and holds out his hands. "Jump!"

 

He does seem kind of small? But even if so, Corrie does know how to fall... when she can see it coming.

Over the ledge she goes!

 

He ends up falling onto his butt, but he manages to safely catch Corrie.

 

"Whoa, sorry about that," says Corrie, suppressing a chuckle. "Hope I didn't squish you too much."

 

"'s okay, I'm sturdy." He grunts.

 

While he's collecting himself, Corrie picks up her bag and looks around from this new angle.

 

The climb up is... very sheer. But there's...

...is that...

You think you can hear a faint trickle of water.

 

Corrie will take "Things that Would Have Been Helpful about Twenty-Four Hours Earlier" for five hundred, please. She will also go a little ways in the direction the sound seems to be coming from.

 

The cave is cooler, here, the sound a little louder.

Eirik follows on your heels, padding barefoot along the rocky floor.

 

Corrie hums a little, absently, not loudly enough to drown anything out. Just because she doesn't have anything to say but would prefer not to be totally silent.

 

Eirik listens, then hums along...

As does Sunshine.

 

The further you walk, the louder the sound grows and the more vibrant the colours of the stone walls grow...

 

The passage is a bit narrow for a decent shot, but once it opens up a bit, who knows? ...anyway, from the sound of things they must be almost on top of whatever it is.

 

Another few feet and it opens up, a gorgeous view of an underground river, lit by gleaming stones glowing softly in thebright sandstone...

 

"Oh, sweet Christ on toast," Corrie breathes. "Got your treasure right here. Fuck. I was going to wait till we were on the way out but..."

She starts unzipping her bag. This is not an image she wants to risk losing when the light changes or something.

 

"Can I help?" Eirik asks. "It... maybe I should. Take a stone to Dad-Mom..."

 

"They a rockhound?" Corrie approves of this! ...she's not sure how legal it is to be taking rocks from here, but she's also not sure to what extent that kind of thing applies to demi-hemi-semigods, or whatever Eirik counts as. "This isn't really a two-person job? Although you could hand me that wide-angle, if you want."

 

"We like shiny things," Eirik... seems to agree, then rummages around until he finds a lens."...this one?"