She stared at the water, seeming to understand that the anamoly was writing stuff but couldnt understand the writing.

Raven's Wing points towards the door trying to signal to go get a translator.

She thought about what she meant before rising and nodding, talking through her radio. After a minute, the door opened and she said, *dont worry. Ill be back with someone.* then she left as the door closes.

She went to the D-Class. *ok, we need a D-class who can translate what I think is. . . Garlic? Is that the name of the language? Anyway, anyone who volenteers and survives gets bonus prevledges!*

Riven quickly volunteers, "I speak Gaelic and even if it isn't I can at least get close if it is a local tongue from Scotland or England."


Raven's Wing nods once glad someone finally understood. She watches the scientist never taking her eyes off of the woman even when the scientist had left.

She unlocked the door. *thatll do.* she said. *lets go.*

OW smiled a bit.

Riven walks beside her, "May I make a suggestion first? Why not bring a peace offering, after all they probably are hungry."


Raven's Wing speaks with no uncertainty in her tone, If you so much as even think about jeopardizing this I will eat you.

She thought before nodding. *alright.*

Owls Wing nodded. not planning on it. Remember, Im like you. I have the same urges about water.

"Why not a few apples or small fast-moving animals," Riven asks.


Raven's Wing nodded waiting rather patiently considering everything.

OF laid on the ground, bored.

She nodded.

"Is there anything else I know about this SCP before we go in there," Riven asks the scientist, "after all the information might help both of us."


Raven's Wing stood her stood unmoving. She had sensed the scientist did not want to trick her but she was still cautious.