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Danni had closed her eys now, muffled words and phrases were bouning around in her head. Somethin about water, and the fence...a force field. None of it was making any sense.

When Rolanich mentioned one of them being a telepath, it brought her back and she turned to face the cat. Was he talking about her? Was that what was happening to her? Was she becoming someone who could read minds.

She opened her mouth to respond but changed her mind and turned away from him again. Danni let out a quiet sigh, if there was fortesss on the otherside of the fence, the fence she still had yet to see. That meant that there would be one more thing going against them.

After a couple moments in her mind, she decided to leave the present situatuon. Sure, wondering around this place wouldn't be smart by herself. But at least no one would have a gunto her head then.

She stood, "I'm going for a walk..." The image of a mysterious fence falshed in her mind, "None of this makes sense and I need to clear my head." "...maybe this fence or whatever's on the other side has some answer..."

Then headed off back towards the forest without saying another word. Though the man had said he wouldn't harm them, there's was no telling if that was the truth or not.

((Should I wait for Sormani, or just go for it?))

((Sorry, I didn't mean to offend I just wasn't sure if you were going to be too busy learning so many languages 'n all. ^^;; ))

"...'know...controll...water...'..." Danni closed her eyes and tried to piece what little content the words were forming together. She could now recognize the voice as belonging to Micheal, though what his voice had been saying still confused.

"I guess I can read minds...in a way..." She thought to herself with a sigh, "Oh...sure." She answered with a stutter not really expecting to have some one tag along, "I agree...none of whats going on right now makes muhc sense..."

She stopped at the edge of the forest and looked back to the reamins of the crash site, "But...maybe whatever's on the other side of that fence will help figure some things out..." Danni continued on, more-so thinking out loud than trying to uphold an actual conversation.

"Though...I can tell...something doesn't feel quite right about it...why would such a place be here...on a deserted island..." Forgetting to keep the rest in though she finished it in subdued words to herself, just barely audible, "...what are they hiding in there..."

((I didn't take it offensively. It was more of a joking statement than anything. It's hard to offend me unless you know how to offend me.))

Korbaine walked into plain sight, knowing that he had been caught. However, since they needed his help, he knew that they wouldn't be bothered too much by his presence. He knew that he only had two choices for metal. He couldn't take metal from anywhere he couldn't see, and the plane was long since out of his line of sight. He pointed the gun at the ground, and fired. The bullet stopped in the air, and a sickening crack resounded throughout the area as his left wrist fractured.

Clearly, it had the same result as if he had tried to stop the bullet with his hand, short of the wound that would have occured. He had felt much worse wounds, and with nothing more than a grunt and a quick swing of his arm, it had cracked back into place. The pain was only mildly evident on his face, and he had the bullet that he needed now. It floated in the air, and then shattered as Korbaine tried to manipulate it. Several of the pieces came together to make a makeshift needle, and the rest made a paper-thin metal razor with a point sharp enough to pierce wood.

The two items fell down into his previously immobile hand, and he handed them to Michael with just a single response.

"Careful with these, as they'll break very easily."

Michael was suprised that the man had been so close. He hadn't expected that. The gun was shot, and Michael flinched by reaction, but the bullet stopped in mid-air. The man's wrist, however, seemed fractured by it. "Well, it seems he's only using his own body without using it," he thought. "I wonder if it's the same when i control water? But then, unless I tried to compact it... Or if it were ice."

Michael then saw the man snap his hand back into place, and was indifferent to that. "Not like something like that shouldn't be expected with everything going on." The man shattered the bullet and crafted from it a makeshift needle and razor.

"Careful with these," he said, "as they'll break very easily."

"Thanks," Michael responded. He carefully held the razor and cut the moss, then took a few seconds sticking the moss into the needle. Around the pair of leaf bowls he pierced a circle of holds to bind them together with the moss, once it was completely around, he pondered how to knot it. After about twenty seconds he shrugged. "Either of you two know a good way to knot something like this? The only knot I can knot is a shoe-lace knot." After pausing for a bit, he added "And I don't think I can make the plants knot themselves unless I know how to make the knot."

She looked up at him, as he brought her back from her thoughts. She couldn't help but feel a little peeved with his wording. But she dropped it, getting in an arguement with a man with a gun- not smart. Even if he say he wouldn't pull the trigger.

Danni simply nodded, "...um...my name's Danni." She added quietly, noy really expecting any sort of response from it; though she couldn't help but wonder if they'd ever find out his name.

"I'm going to...go circle this area. See if I see...or feel...anything..."

With that, she didn't wait for either ones' approval and headed off slowly following the perimteter of the fence.

"I can assure you, my name is only going to make your trust in me drop considerably. I am Korbaine Necro. It means, 'Shadowed Death,' or, 'Shadowed Dead.' It's odd, but my last name is ancient. My first name was given to me not as a joke, but more as a prophetic truth. As a bounty hunter, I work with stealth, not brute force. I could shoot a criminal down in the street, and I wouldn't get arrested, as long as they are wanted dead or alive. I just prefer not to disrupt people's lives too much.

"Do not mistake me for a vigilante, either. I hunt people that the police want dead. People that I can kill legally. I work through official and unofficial channels.

"Before I digress too far, I must tell you that you should consider yourself lucky. I haven't missed a shot in over three years. I'm an excellent marksman, and am rather... resiliant. I have been shot, cut, thrown off balconies, stabbed, burned, and have fractured over thirty bones more than once. I can stand enormous amounts of pain, because I'm used to it. Something like what just happened is nothing new. With that, I've fractured that wrist a total of four times.

"You have no obligation to trust me, and since I have not earned your trust, I'm not asking for it. But keep in mind that I have the same goal as everyone else stranded on this island. I want to get off, and get back to civilized society. I know how to live in places like this. You'd be amazed at the kind of places criminals will run to in order to avoid bounty hunters like me.

"Now, I'm going into that facility. If there is anything hostile in there, it will die. I don't care if they have automated machine gun turrets in there, plated with three thousand pounds of titanium armor. I will find some way to kill them. If they are not hostile, they will live. But judging by the circumstances under which we arrived on this rock, I assume that they won't be too happy to see us. Danni is going to head toward the fence. She muttered two words under her breath that gave away her intentions. I think she just found something that she's capable of controlling. You have water and nature. I have metal and possibly wind. And apparantly, she can control something as well. If she's going to the fence, this is likely the only chance we'll have to get inside the fence with everyone in a group. Something is wrong here. That bear that is rotting on that metal spike was just too... smart. I've never known animals to be sentient. And by all modern scientific knowledge, they shouldn't be."

Korbaine finished, and turned around, his unblinking eyes darting around constantly, as though expecting something to jump out at him. He still remembered that bear. Animals were feral. The bear...it was too smart to have been feral. He could sense that there was something different about it, but now that it was dead, he couldn't place it. He followed Danni's footprints, careful to walk at a fairly slow pace so that he would stay behind Danni until she stopped at the fence.