Zone C -- Megacity One

[The Future Warrior]

It didn't take long, tromping through the increasingly-mountainous path, before Graowr stopped. Just stopped completely in her tracks, looking back and forth across the area in front of her. For some reason...this just didn't really seem like the right direction to be headed. Maybe it was something about heading up, and up, and up, to such high altitudes without being able to fly, but it just didn't really...sit right with her. She shuffled about uneasily, her weight shifting from one foot to the other.

Dawn's footfalls clattered to a stop on the damp path, and her voice drifted out of the rainy gloom from near at hand. "What is it?"

The majin just turned around to look at the mercenary, eyes blinking slowly. "I don't think I like mountains," she said bluntly.

Dawn stared back at the shorter woman with a flat, unamused expression. "...what?"

"Mountains." Graowr lifted a hand, pointing onward in the direction they'd been going. "They're high. Really high. I don't like heights, if I can't fly. And right now I can't do that."

The grinding of Dawn's teeth against each other as she stared daggers at the increasingly-frustrating blue creature, trying to compose a proper response to that level of childish, inane silliness, was almost audible. "So...what do you propose we do, then? Where should we go?"

For several silent seconds, with only the constant pounding of rain and sighing of wind through the scraggly mountainside decorations to provide any noise at all, Graowr just stared silently at a point past Dawn's shoulder. "....hmmm. Maybe back to the city?" she suggested.

"Why. Would we. Go back there." Dawn's frustration was apparent. "We just left!"

"I don't like mountains!" Graowr repeated, pointing insistently back up the trail, toward the increasing heights.

The noise of frustration Dawn made was almost inhuman. She lifted a hand to pinch the bridge of her nose. "....fine...we'll head back to the city."

"Yeah! Let's go! Back to level ground and stuff!" And the blue creature spun on one heel, hopping and bounding back down the path.

Dawn's trigger finger twitched as she stared after the tiny blue creature, as if seriously debating just opening fire and throwing caution to the wind. After a few moments to think it over and calm down, she just heaved an irritated sigh and jogged after the retreating alien creature. "Fuck this island..."

Graowr and Dawn moving from E5 to C4