" Octavia?" Markus said, a bit surprised before calming down and settling his gaze at her in curiosity.
" That's my name." Cheekily replied Octavia, her smile infectious while looking at him.
" That it is, what's up?" He asked, curious as to why she slowed down to his pace right at the back.
" Why are you collecting trinkets?" She asked, staring at the bag that he had confiscated from the dropship like he had Clarke's.
" Nothing much, just collecting as many edible things we can for all of us." He told her, walking down the path while looking at her.
" What for?"
" Well for one, we're in a new world rewritten by nuclear radiation. Our people won't know what's edible or not and I'm gonna try to make sure that we stay fed when the rations at Mount Weather deplet." Markus told her with a shrugg.
" And how do you know what's edible and not?" She asked curiously.
" Well it's a bit of two things actually." He told her, taking a seed out from the makeshift pouch he had made and was storing things on.
Octavia watched him curiously, a small smile gracing her face as she watched a bit to intently.
" First, I was taught by my mother on earth flora and even helped her out from time in Farm Station." He told her, not lying either as he pulled at the memories he had of his current body.
" Second, it has something to do with my... ability." He told her, holding the seed up to her before channeling energy into it–causing the seed to immediately germinate before a small sprout grew right infront of their eyes.
" I-incredible! You can grow plants?" Octavia beamed, seeing the magical phenomenon right infront of her eyes.
" Not just that, I can control and manipulate them too." He told her, cementing his Plant Manipulation powers as what he obtained alongside the others.
" With it, I can feed us long enough for the Ark to descend." He told her with a small smile.
And for a time they simply chatted, telling each other stories of their lives in the Ark, though Octavia seemed a bit defensive of her history which wasn't surprising as for the most part she had stayed under the floors of it.
Markus found the girl interesting though, seeing someone on the screen and actually talking to them as their character was an experience in itself so he found himself enjoying their moments.
It was while they were chatting, laughing at his carefully crafted jokes to make the girl warm up to him, which wasn't hard as he noticed the clear interest she had for him that they were interrupted by their group suddenly stopping in their tracks.
Markus was a bit confused at first before he tracked their eyesight and paused himself, staring at something that he had suspected.
Infront of them, staring right at them was an abomination of what was.
What could only be suspected as a deer stood at a pace from them, it's antler jagged and bloody with a mouth dripping with the blood of a black rabbit right at its feet.
The deer was black of colour, as big of not bigger than a moose with red antlers that seemed to glow at the catch of sunlight.
' Oh come on...' He thought, readying himself for of their bloody mouthed acquaintance staring at them would attack.
" Everyone, slowly walk back and don't make a sound." Markus ordered, taking the reigns of their situation.
Though apparently moving was a bad idea as-as soon as his companions wordlessly started moving back, it too moved—right towards them with a guttural grunt.
" MEEEERRR!"
" Run!" Finn shouted, taking first lead in escaping from the unnaturally fast murderous deer.
And by sheer dumb chance it seemed to have Clarke as it's first victim, and said girl probably stunned and frightened at the sight of the unnatural creature infront of us froze.
" Clarke!" Wells shouted to his Ex-bestfriend, his arms sparking with thunder as he held them out towards the creature or to be disappointed as they made it only a metre away from them before fading out of existence.
' Fuck me!' Markus grunted, pushing his feet to a lunge as he skidded right infront of Clarke, holding his arms out as a focus.
In that split second he utilised every ounce of brain power that he had, running simulations in his head for what he in that split second had decided on doing.
And acting out on that decision he let out a grunt, waving his hands outwards before bringing them together with a deafening clap.
And so synchronised with his hands, vines broke out through the dirt, coiling together in speaklike propulsions that bulleted out on both sides of the impending weight of the deer creature.
The deer seemed to detect the impending danger, vines bursting out around it as it tried stopping it's momentum but it was too late as the vines stabbed into its hide not truly penetrating through as Markus intended.
' Tough shit aren't you' He thought, switching his tactic and manipulating more vines to instead strangle along its body while those that managed to pierce through it's hide to flail in the hopes of damaging some vital organs.
" MHEEEEEER–EREAAHH!?" The deer cried out gutturally, blood spewing out of it's mouth and back orifices.
Markus flinched back a bit, not having expected the gory sight before resuming his attack, manipulating the vines in a way that they coiled like serpent's around the creature, completely encapsulating it in its vine-y prison.
His hands stayed outstretched, focusing completely on the vines which at this point had lifted the creature into the air, holding it like that as he 'felt' the pressure the prison he had made was experiencing as if it was a second limb.
He didn't know when he let his control of the vines free, nor when he found himself on his knees breathing deeply.
When he noticed though he found that his vision was slowly darkening, that confused him for a moment before he suddenly opened up his status, having a guess of what was happening to him.
[—Name - Markus Blanc.
—HP - 100%
—IP - 0%
—[-]—
' Oh you've got to be fucking with me...' Were his last thoughts, the only sensation he felt before passing out was the damp soil as his head hit it.
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