Eva got up, now holding Max's hand. "Alright... Let's try and find the exit, then." Eva had never felt this comfortable around someone either, actually being able to be in contact with someone physically without keeling over in pain? This was amazing to her, even if the pain hadn't completely disappeared. She had almost forgotten there was someone else in the room for a moment. "I'm Eva." she said, sweeping her hair back.
Zio nods and starts walking away "Eva if you would please help Max as I round up the others." He says walking away to look for everyone else
"Eh? Where's everyone going?" Aelric asked. He had just finished laying a haphazard second floor of scrap metal from the wreck over the flooded portion of the engine room when he noticed people passing by the doorway.
Zio would smile and at seeing Aelric say "Good." Then ask Aelric "Can you help me round up any others on this ship?"
Max had a reasonable idea where the exit might be. There was only one door which didn't appear to lead anywhere on the ship, and must therefore be an exit, if she was interpereting its shape right. As she walked, she marveled at the fact that Eva was touching her without hurting her. How many people got to experience something like this? She certainly hadn't ever seen any of the whitecoats act in harmony with another person like this. Touch like this.. They had used touch for control, and, on occasion... She shoved that memory away. The point was, this was special. Max was almost too busy treasuring the experience to signal her body to stop walking as they reached the door. Her foot thumped against the sturdy grey metal as she shuffled to a halt, and she winced a but. Of course. The door... Wasn't going to open. There was no power. "I can get the door down." Max's voice caught in several places, but she didn't appear to doubt her own ability to do as she said, slowly setting her cannister of medication down at their feet, and then raising her spidery hand towards the door, the other still gently holding Eva's.
Eva held Max's hand a bit tighter. "Just don't overdo it, okay? I could try an-" She was about to bring up the idea of using her own power, but quickly realized it was a bad idea. She needed to forget that power existed. "Nevermind, forget I said anything."
Max briefly paused and looked at Eva curiously through the fringe of her hair, but, being inexperienced with dishonesty and the concept of others "hiding" things, and also being rather eager to leave the confines of the ship and see what was outside-- for she both disliked the damp and dark, and was hungry to be outdoors without someone telling her what to do --Max did not think too deeply on Eva's words. Instead, she lowered her brow, and inhaled deeply, straightening up. When she wasn't slumping, Max was almost imposing. She stood very close to seven feet tall, and her tapered, bony fingers resembled poised talons, bent with violent purpose towards the door. Her hair fluttered slightly, as if there had been a breeze, and there was the sense of something rushing. The exit-door to the ship was essentially an articulated section of hull. As such, it was nearly a 12 inches of hardened metal, shock-absorbing carbon-alloy ductile foam, and enormously strong synthetic understructure. It was equipped to handle a violent crash at mach speed, resist lasers, plasma.... All the same, it shrieked like a living thing and bent outwards sharply as Max smashed at it with her mind, chunks of shattered metal latches clattering to the floor, sparks dancing.... The entire ship SHOOK with the impact. Light shown through the cracks around the edges of the warped exit-hatch. Max paused a moment, and then the massive slab of metal FLEW out of its frame with another metallic scream, bouncing off something hard not far from the ship, clattering back to the surface of the hull, and then sliding heavily off its curved countours and plummeting hundreds of feet to the bottom of the deep, narrow canyon the ship was revealed to be lodged halfway down as pale sunlight streamed in through the open hatch. Max's nose began to bleed.
Steph fell off the ceiling, having climbed all the way to where Max was with little attention. "WUZZAT?" she yelled as she fell, then looked at Max.
Right as she knocked the door out, Eva let go of Max's hand. She didn't mean to, it was just the shock of what she had just seen. Even though she had seen it once before when Max took down the door to the bridge, it still surprised her... Her own powers were pretty out there, Max's took it to a whole other level. She wondered what the others were capable of. She was starting to get afraid of what the others were capable of. She then saw Max's nose was bleeding. Oh, that couldn't be good at all. "Your... Your nose." she barely said, not realizing she was still kinda shocked from what she had just saw.
Max was too busy listing sideways and leaning heavily against the now-gaping doorway, blood slowly making its way over the hill of her lips, to think or care very much about Eva releasing her hand. She tried to take deep breaths, ended up coughing, and then sat down the rest of the way, massaging her closed eyes and doing her best not to wheeze with the recent exertion. "It's fine. This is normal." She coughed. "This happens. I just need a bit of time." She drew her medication-cannister close to her, and began to struggle with the lid.
The creaks and screeches of the door being crumpled would echo down towards the pod room, where they would reach within the hearing range of Sprite. He hated a lot of noises as he had sensitive pointy ears. He especially hated screechy noises like the metal creaks that were happening at the moment. He keeled over and covered his ears, his wings shuddering. "AAUUUUGHHH!! STOP IT!!!" He roared as flames began to swirl around his body and puff out his mouth as he grunted and groaned. The longer the noise went on, the bigger his flames got. Once the creaking did stop, the flames slowly died down as he realized that it was over. "Ghh... God, sometimes I hate having sensitive ears..." He muttered as he flew down to the source of the screeching. "Alright, what the hell is going o- oh hey, you got the door open. Cool." He said as he went up to the edge of the door, letting out a low whistle as he saw the thousand-foot drop. "Whooo, that's a looooong way down. I could try to fly us down there..." He mused before turning over to Max and Eva, seeing the former's nosebleed. "Oh hey, I can help ya with that," He started as he trotted over to Max. "I can heal wounds."
Aelric gave the waterlogged engines a reluctant glance over his shoulder then followed Zio. "I will. What's your name?"
"Aelric. And it doesn't look like anyone else is left in here," he replied, ducking to avoid some low hanging pipes.
Still catching her breath, Max peered out. The ship was wedged at a slight angle between vast, craggy canyon walls. The canyon itself was narrow; it seemed to range from slightly narrower to slightly wider than the ship they sat in, which really wasn't any bigger than an average-sized house. Max, of course, having been raised for the most part in a lab, had little concept of houses or even the word "canyon" in the same way most people would. She merely knew that they were in a very collosal crack, which appeared to drop for many, many hundreds of feet below them, and rise for another hundred feet or so above where the ship had settled. Vines grew all along the canyon walls, as did a great quantity of ferns, moss, and vast fungi. From the top, thin streamers of water trickled down, fading into mist far below. Max considered Sprite's offer, eyeing the greyish, misty canyon floor so far below. "I do not want to go down there."
Staring down at the canyon below, Eva would quickly back away from the door. She was very afraid of heights. Had been ever since her... other power activated for the first time. Her family was living in a high-rise apartment, near the top of the building. That event ended with a very long fall, having crashed through a window when there was nothing left to assault. A fall that she still didn't know how she had survived... perhaps only because of the "supervisors" that she woke up under the care of? Remembering that caused her headache to start really hurting again as she backed all the way into the opposite wall. "Oh... this is just wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.... how are we gonna get down?"
Aelric nodded and started down the hall. Turning a corner, he found an ajar door; he pried it back and discovered a small galley. Investigating further, he found a pantry half-full of freeze-dried foods. "We have food," he called out to Zio, "so that's a start."
