Nightmares of the deep jungle

The rain came down heavy in the Amazon, as Cebra had observed many a time in documentaries. But to be honest this was bloody ridiculous, the waters of the river rose four feet. Cebra took shelter in a massive tree near the river bank hoping the mighty tree could withstand the forces of water below. He was in the process of tracking down a criminal responsible for multiple murders against tribal natives. This was sort of a favor for a friend that aided Cebra in the past. Though truth be told Cebra was honored to hunt down such vile scum, the man had killed these people as an intimidation tactic for government interests.

Unfortunately despite Cebra's technological superiority the Amazon proved a challenging enemy. Whether it was the almost nightmare like creatures of the nights, extreme heat and humidity, difficult terrain and lack of food or water. Cebra was a bit arrogant in his travel preparations, his technology and abilities were all but useless due to the lack of any metals. Cebra had to remain focused though, he could still regenerate with his nano bots which helped against the various poisonous elements. He needed to find a friendly village to get some rest at the least. The darkness was setting in and the water was holding steady, he could try to climbthrough the trees but to where?

Well there was no point in staying where he was, also he had started to feel a sharp burning in his leg. Infact... the burning was gettin worse, it was spreading, and he could feel something moving. Cebra grabbed a branch tearing it off and sent a charge of energy into it lighting it on fire. He held it near his leg and to his horror some large species of ants were chewing his leg and swarming all over it. Cebra jumped up in a fright holding on to the branch above and beating his leg with the flaming branch incidentally burning himself in the process. It was more the shock of seeing his leg being eaten alive that scared him, he had almost forgotten that it would heal shortly.

All the shaking around must have caused the tree branch to break, Cebra fell thirty feet into the water. Dark and murky the water was, the tide was just as merciless pulling Cebra along in who knows what direction. He managed to surface, not eight feet away was a thick log which Cebra struggled towards. The lastconscious thought he had was the struggle to shove his hand in a hole in the log to keep afloat...

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A bright light... The feeling of warm sand, birds singing. The cybernetic half of Cebra's brain gave him a status update. The readings appear before his eyes like print on a screen.

"Primary cognitive function online, Cyco system moving to back up protocols. Saxon energy generators operating at seventy percent and rising. All weapons and tools blueprints accounted for. Operational status restored to full ETA three hours forty seven minutes."

Cebra braces his hands against the ground pushing himself up to his knees. He spits out a bit of sand and wipes his face off. When he looks around he doesn't recognise the area he's in, not that he knew the terrain he was in before so well. Something catches his eye though, off to the right near some shrubs is a rather tattered looking backpack. To the left is a fire burning strong, on a spit over the flame is what looks like a wild boar roasting. The logic of Cebras mind tells him he should probably investigate his surroundings more... But his growling stomach seems to have other plans.

huh, this place seemed more fun in the jungle book, where are the monkey and teddy bear to sing songs with. huh, the ups and downs of bounty hunting sometimes you get sent to really cool places and some not so fun.

well, at least she was getting paid well for this one. and she gets to dress up and play tomb raider! so Jeannie is wondering about when she smells food! huh, kinda bacon like whatever it is. Jeannie follows the smell in hopes of a snack.

Cebra crawls over to the fire looking around to make sure it's not some trap or ambush. It was rare for Cebra to be so hungry but he had packed poorly and had no rations. Part of being a Cyborg was the "org" organic aspect, he'd often forget he was partly flesh. Speaking of flesh the smell and look of the swine on an open flame had to be the most seductive tempting thing he'd ever seen. And Cebra had seen Miss America nude.

He pulled a piece off with his bare hands and took a bite, the meat was juicy, smokey and crisp. Cebra almost shed a tear he was so hungry and it was so good, he was thankful no one was around to see.

jeannie pops out of the tree's and sees Cebra
mr.cyborg! huh, this is a funny place to see you I thought robots wouldn't like rainforest getting your wires wert and stuff.

can I have some piggy? it smells yummy!

Cebra jumped back nearly out of his skin when he saw Jeannie burst out of the bushes. His heart was practically in his throat, he even dropped the meat he was holding onto. After a moment he realised who it was... but how? It was Jeannie Rose again, once again coming from nowhere with her usual upbeat attitude. Cebra however was disheveled and looking like a part of the jungle itself with all the twigs and leaves in his hair and clothing.

"Jeannie?... How the hell? How did you wind up here?"

Cebra was at a loss but at the same time comforted to see a friendly face.

I'm chasing a bad guy she looks in her backpack then hands him a wanted poster. I'm a bounty hunter remember? so I go where the bounty is, so here I am I guess. why might you be wondering about here there are nicer places to go camping then a scary jungle she then grabs some of the meat unable to resist the tasty smell any longeryummy your a good cook

Cebra sat back down still rather spent on energy, he wiped his mouth and kept eating. Cebra wasn't in the habit of just giving away information but Jeannie was harmless enough in this instance. Cebra had doubts this was a coincidence either, Jeannie and himself in the same jungle pursuing someone. Had to be Van Pelt the man Cebra was hunting.

"I happen to be looking for someone as well. A particularly bad man by the name of Van Pelt... Dont suppose you'd know him?"

huh lets me check she looked at the wanted poster checking the nameoh so that's how you say it yup I'm after him, he must be super icky if we where both sent to get him she then turned her attention back to the food