Darkness rolls in (Ultragal and DG)

Near the edge of the mists, a lone figure emerged from the water and up onto a large wreck. Dragon Girl wore her uniform, a sort of armor/dive suit made of gray nano weave material. It helped her blend with the water, and she went highly unnoticeable as she investigated the damage, taking in the smell.

It was a foul smell. Otherworldly, and not the usual aliens- but something wholly supernatural.

Once she could find no more clues, June slipped back into the water. The sun had begun to sink below the horizon, and all was deathly still out here. Almost no aquatic life stirred in the water, the feeling of an empty sea so disturbing and quiet.

Her enhanced senses eventually picked up on a lone boat inside the fog, still moving on its own power... but June didn't feel the engine. She moved quickly to investigate, with the agility of a black marlin, hands held out in front. "Maybe a lone survivor?" she wondered.

Jayne Bas Chava was visiting California today.  Once the land of her ancestors, it was little more than a gaudy mess now.  She was riding her moped, as usual, and was heading to L A.  

An eerie chill seized her entire form.  Jayne turned her moped towards the source of the coldness. She was taking aback by the raven-black mist rising from the Pacific Ocean.  As she'd intended to do some diving anyway, she'd brought scuba gear.

First, though, she changed into her costume.  Thankfully, the night-like mist concealed her transformation from "Plain" Jayne Bas Chava (She's attractive, but not supermodel drop-dead gorgeous. She can best be described as looking like a "wholesome girl-next-door" in appearance) to Medicine Woman, Native American heroine and nature advocate.  It was a sure thing the mist was [i]not[i] natural.  Medicine Woman donned the scuba gear and swam into the fog with great care.  The rank (another word for "rotten") smell was starting to make her body feel uneasy, too.

After some distance, shadowy forms appeared in the mistiness.  There were wrecked boats all over the place...except for one that was moving on the water among the mist...and a single form currently in that boat.

Medicine Woman swam over as close to the bobbing craft as she could...then saw another form, but swimming much faster than her.  She called out to...what/whoever it was in a soothing voice: "Hello? Who are you? Are you OK?  Do you need help?"  

((OOC: Next thread, please? ))

DG continued to reconnoiter the sea as far as her senses could perceive, hoping to find something aside from emptiness. Then she sensed another swimmer in the water, human and sluggish, carrying the ponderous equipment needed for a non aquatic to be in the ocean. She proved no threat, and, was even first to extend a hand of cooperation. Thus far it seemed both of them were quite civil.

Gathering no further information where she was, she surfaced to converse, taking a breath though it was unnecessary. She made sure to be easily seen.

"She's not the only one around. Well, actually, the water's empty of life. That can only be bad news. Can I come up too? Let's talk."

Dragon Girl took a good grip of the anchor chain and helped herself onto deck, getting water everywhere. Water didn't seem to stick to her or her suit for long, a property of her heritage and the high tech material respectively. DG was emblazoned on her chest, golden letters that shone on the dull gray swimsuit. She studied the two airbreathers "So. Introductions? I'm Dragon Girl. I swim."

Medicine Woman accepts the male's hand. Of course, her first question is: "Do you have name? I am named Medicine Woman. I am a Native American. I am trying to help rid the misty miasma from this place. My bow & arrows are useless, as the laws of physics dictate that the force of all this water is greater than air which is needed for my arrows to do anything. I have a tomahawk, a small axe-like weapon and a knife. They should function underwater just fine."

She smiled pleasantly at Dragon Girl, now that she knew her name. "Us three against that black horror might be successful...that is if you, sir, are willing to make a duo a trio against the obvious threat looming before us? And I am quite pleased to meet you, Dragon Girl. You and the gentleman can just call me Medicine Woman.
And yes, I may very well vanish as the others did, but I am willing to take that chance...for the sake of saving L A and its residents...and whoever else may need help.'

Now, she simply waited for the as-yet-nameless male to bring her aboard his boat...if that's what he'd choose to do...

"Aliens. Inter dimensional beings. Evil spirits. What else could it be?"

June was used to the smell of flesh, but when the missing sea life turned up she audibly gagged. June needed a moment to compose herself on the boat rail, as she had to block out the smell from her sensitive nose. If it was bad for humans, it was worse for her. Like... the worse smell ever so far.

She only heard half of what Sean said, mostly boiling down to her doing what she was already doing. "Anything to get away from this smell! Be right back then!" June wasted no more time to get into the water to dull the stress on her nose. She swims out and scouts ahead, covering 200 meters ahead before returning to share whatever she'd find. What a waste of seafood, she thought.

"Mr. Sean, I am not ashamed to admit that I do not know what I am dealing with. But just as the mystery of Atlantis' fall is still being researched, that stuff out there is a puzzle to be solved, if a solution is possible. Abandoning hope just because that massive miasma is an unknown...thing... is not an option.

It is a threat. It must be either neutralized or eliminated. As the ancient quote teaches me: Hope springs eternally. As long as there is even a tiniest sliver of hope, I will not give up !"

Medicine Woman looked at the shattered boats scattered in the water. She nodded decisively at Sean: "If any of those broken watercraft are made of wood, I can use a few pieces that are in relatively good shape. I have not done it before, but making a wooden harpoon, perhaps with your help, Mr. Sean...if you are willing to, of course...might be useful against the dark mist.

I always carry a variety of medicinal herbs, roots, leaves and flowers in my medicine pouch. They are mostly intended for use as first aid, but have other applications as well. I can coat the harpoon's tip, if it can be made at all, with one of those natural remedies and hope it will be strong enough to at least weaken that mist-thing."

(( OOC: MW's app mentions the pouch and herbs and how they were made more potent when Jayne's great-grandmother's spirit bonded with her own. ))

Dragon Girl was taken by surprise by a creature that sliced through the water, had scarcely a scent, and no bio-electric signal. She responded calmly, wincing a bit as the teeth clamped down on her dragon skin. Once it had a good grip, she took the things by the lower jaw, pried it off and finished it off by breaking its mouth open. She rinses and repeats with the next few creatures, even throwing a punch with such force as to explode one out of the water.

Rather than risk staying and being overwhelmed, she grabs one and swims back to the boat, tossing it on deck to get a better look with Sean. "Take a look at this one. And there's more coming!" June said once she surfaced.

Medicine Woman stared at the creature Dragon Girl threw into the boat. I certainly looked nothing like a normal aquatic creature. She glanced at Sean, then at Dragon Girl.

"Perhaps I will try my luck. Give me a moment. I will make a harpoon." She shows the length of wood to Dragon Girl, then turns her back, facing away from the mist. It takes a while, but she turns back around. She faces the mist head on from her position on Sean's boat.

"And...finally...a little something that I hope will at least slow down that black stuff..." From her medicine pouch, she removes a tiny stem of baby's breath (a tiny flower in a pure white color with a smell, as per its name, like a newborn baby's breath). She ties the stem part to the harpoon's tip.

"This tiny flower has a double symbolism: The pure white light of hope and the bright joy of a baby's smile. The flower of innocence and purity. Perhaps that's enough to keep that stuff from spreading to LA itself. Perhaps not. I have to try, at least."

Medicine Woman was still wearing her diving gear. She slipped smoothly from the boat into the water. Not caring about herself, but for those who may fall victim to the black mist, she swam at the swirling mass. She held the harpoon with both hands, hoping to strike with it harder that way. Her progress toward the misty menace was slow, but steady and determined.