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Ruslan is assured by Pride's statement and steps into the chopper. There is still space, but as the rest of the team get in, the space will be taken up in the end. "Look carefully. Someone might be attempting to snipe the cockpit," he said as he looks out of the chopper for snipers.

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"Will we survive shoot-down attempts?" Ruslan asks. Considering the number of helicopters the team has easily brought down, he is really worried if their helicopter will be the next in line, especially since one can't assume the government has no specials of their own.

Slice of Life RP Idea: School for Geniuses.

What time is it there?

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Katherin's warning made sense indeed, for Ruslan isn't someone with proper climbing training and the shaking ground will only make things worse. Gratefully, rocks aren't falling toward them, nor any unidentified people are nearby. "Then, do you have ideas or wait for this shaking to stop?" he asks.

Welcome Back to the Guild

“Yes, yes! Don’t you remember? It’s me, Muse!" said the shapeshifting man.

Nautilus completely forgot what the man's name was, but he remembered a bit about the man's face, and the answer confirmed that he indeed had seen his man before. During Muse's previous interaction with him, the man claimed to be able to fly, and that was the only thing that Nautilus remembered from Muse. But Muse kindly retold the full story for him, helping him regain his memory.

"I tried my hardest to keep you and the other roleplayers safe, but I spent too much time running around and not enough time teaching you what you needed to know to survive on your own, and before I knew it that damn Godmodder showed up in that fucking wolf skin and… I thought you were dead, man. So sorry if I’m not as upbeat as I was the first time we met – so much in fact that you didn’t recognize me – but seeing so many people be murdered in cold blood while you’re helpless to stop it can kind of be a downer.”

Muse's speech made Nautilus thought for a while. He finally remembered that there were other roleplayers in his previous interaction, and he hadn't seen any of them since the 'restart', or so Nautilus called it. He waited for an opportunity to ask the question about the fate of the other roleplayers, but apparently Muse went on a filibuster. Can we just finish this and move on? he thought, but suddenly Muse kneeled down in front of him and three other people, all likely to be roleplayers. "Stand up, comrade," he told Muse as he tried to pull him back up, using the term 'comrade' as both the generic term and to reflect his view that there was no hierarchy in the five-man team. "No one's above or below anyone else here. As for questions, though," he continued. "Mine's rather a request than a question. Would you please introduce yourself clearly to this young man?" Nautilus asked, pointing at the youngster he had been with, "I think he may be confused with all these things". But soon he remembered the question he had been holding up, "Oh yeah, I forgot to ask you one question. Have you seen the other roleplayers? Those in the forest the last time we were before?"

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Ruslan ducks as soon as the ground shakes, occasionally looking above him in case anything falls towards him or the rest of the team. "Does anyone think we can go back to the waterfall without going above?" he asks.

Slice of Life RP Idea: School for Geniuses.

*takes note*
a bit interested

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"Why aren't you telling us?" Ruslan said. "We thought you're going to the frontline alone". The team does have a habit of hiding things very neatly and then pulling them apparently out of nowhere, and he isn't completely happy about it. "Shouldn't we share critical information?"

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Ruslan follows the team down. He falls in the last two metres as he failed to land properly. It brings pain, but Ruslan knows it will wear off soon. "Don't worry guys, I'm fine," he said as soon as he stands up. Not long later, he catches Cassandra up. "If the only way to go up there is through the waterfall or from above, then it has to lead back to the waterfall or it leads nowhere," Ruslan remarked. "Unless ..." he said, without any intention to end the sentence.

Welcome Back to the Guild

“You guys are still roleplayers, right?” said the shapeshifting man.

The man's question struck Nautilus somehow. It wasn't that easy to tell the difference between a non-powered character and a roleplayer, but this man just could identify the roleplayers quickly. The last time he changed his mind was when a tall man wearing glasses about as thick as him somehow knew that he was a roleplayer, His mind was still struggling hard to cope with the man's sentence that he didn't remember that he was accompanying a man younger than him until the youngster fell to the ground after tripping over a log, after which he quickly helped the young man to get back up and after that, he faced the shapeshifting man. It took a quarter of a minute before he responded to the question.

"Yes, it is, and it seems we are no more than political tools here!" he said, hoping that he didn't get his ideas lost in translation when he spoke that sentence in English. "We are tools of the power struggles in this land in the middle of nowhere! Before this there was a wolf speaking and claim... Wait," Nautilus continued, but suddenly stopped as he started gaining the lost memories after saying the last couple of words. "Wait, wait, wait..." he attempted to buy time for his memories to arrange itself properly, and also holding the youngster, preventing him from running without his approval. He then looked at the shapeshifting man in black again. "Have I seen you before? Do I know you?"