The Best Ingredients

[Ricter]

The perfect cheese cake comes with many different oppnions, flavors, and critics. But most of all, its made with ingredients. From milk, to cream cheese, eggs, bread, and many small things added to improve the flavor and leave it an everlasting experience that would bring people back for more. When it comes to making such a delicacy it requires a gentle hand, or paw, slow mixing with the careful addition of certain ingredients.

Mixing a bowl with the batter of milk, eggs, and cream cheese sugar could be added soon after the mix would become less liquid-like and more stable and similar to a semi-solid. It was here that other condiments could be added to give it a certain flavor or taste, did his clients enjoy chocolate? Or maybe a red velvet sort of taste, maybe they were simple and liked the taste of oreo cookies, or even cookie dough was possible so long as you sprinkled the chunks into the batter.

Cooling it down in a fridge was next, the bowl would come out a little forested but that was fine. In the mean time a pan was layered with butter, mixed with gram cracker crumbs and layered along the bottom to make the curst, forming to the metal shape easily but with some sugar and a tad bit of water it would make having it stick a lot better.

"Nearly done..."

For the batter, it was an easy step to mix the two, simply place it inot the crust and smooth it out. Even strokes, nothing too drastic if only to make sure the crumbs didn't push and tug around. Nothing sucked more than having crumbs on top of your cheese cake, it showed a lack of professionalism, something he took pride in with every stroke.

With the last section finished all that came next were toppings, however this was something he didn't have directly on hand. One, two, three double takes were given to the clients request receipt, he was out of the one thing he needed to top this item with. Making him frown as the kitchen was searched and almost flipped upside down to ensure he didn't over look a cabinet or small section in the fridge.

Only finding a piece of sandwich he long since forgot even existed, at least it would make for a quick midday snack. But his work wasn't done, leaving him iffy about what to do, stores here didn't seem to have it, and most of all he didn't have the money for such an expensive topping. Maybe it could be found else were? Or maybe he could find a trader for cheep.

Thoughts pulled his mind to ideas, indications of Kokonoe's presence in the other room, mostly slight movement on the bed, made him wonder if she would go. But he was no slaver, risking her well being for his culinary advancement seemed wrong, or at least morally bankrupt, which gave him small idea's of coming along as well. If only to ensure her own safety with his ability to assist in some way.

For now, Ricter had different things in mind, like ensuring the woman had woken up as late breakfast was in order, that is in addition to adding what seemed like her favorite candy to the mix for 'extra flavor'.

 

[Kokonoe]

Kokonoe had passed out from the sugar consumption and heavy hours she had before appearing in Kraw, to the point she didn't even smell the baked goods being cooked. Eventually she'd stir and stretch, she grabbed her glasses with a yell, "Tager! You'll never guess the dream I had when I passed out because you were late getting my coffee! I was in a-" She'd placed her spectacles back onto her face as normal and stare at Ricter from the other room, she'd rub her eyes and blink twice, "What in the abstract DEAD SPIKE! It wasn't a dream at all... also I swear I will find that censor and I an breaking it."

She sniffed the air a few times, "I smell something I haven't smelled before. Smells good." She didn't have the time for most baked goods, cheese cake especially with her hectic schedule. She was lucky if she had fifteen minutes to herself for a lunch break, even if she just ended up working through it. She never had time to relax or sleep, that's how sector 7 was. Unfortunately for her, she was basically raised by said sector and for that she hated her father to to the core. She only hated Terumi more for killing both her mother and aunt, truthfully she wondered how her aunt was doing... Even if she was just a clone.

Kokonoe would walk over, her two tails moving around as she walked. She put a pouch of coins on her waist. Seems that she'd finally had that all sorted out, over time she'd worked by fixing or improving things. Even though she had to take some budget cut routes for some things due to the fact she had no real material. She'd make a microwave out of mushrooms if that's all she had on hand, her magi-tech knew no boundaries, "Anything need fixing? I figured I should try making a lab soon enough, though the material on this planet..., it's very... unintended to work with... It'll have to do for now unless you know where someone can find metals in mass quantities."

She'd finally got a look of Ricter's expression, he looked slightly annoyed to Kokonoe who put a lollipop into her mouth, "Customer give you crap? Nothin' smells burnt, so I assume something went wrong or a customer decided to be a GIGANTIC TAGER! to ya. Maybe missing an ingredient?" She'd ask as she sifted through the pantry to grab a few bags of chips, not expecting or knowing what a breakfast was outside of the flash back of Taokaka's fishbone and garbage stew. She shivered at the thought, her spine felt it and ti could be seen in both of her tails. The fur stood on end as it froze her to the core, that was the Kaka Clan's best dish... Her father's clan had absolutely no taste, "So what are we doing today, also?" Quickly changing the subject in impatience. Her lack of attention span despite being a genius was astounding, she was almost as impatient as Sonic the Hedgehog and he had super speed.

 

[Ricter]

Kokonoe's awakening was to be expected, honestly he believed she would sleep for a while long while he was cooking. Probably thanks to all the stories he'd heard of what she had to deal with at work and her co. workers as well, it sounded stressful, so maybe he could make this work as a sort of vacation spot for the neko woman to enjoy.

She didn't have to announce her presence to him, he could see what she was doing and what she was heading over to attempt to do when she reached in the cabinets looking for food. He would have smacked her hand away, but she was twice his height, not only that but he didn't wish to be rude, who's to say she would enjoy eggs, and sausage, and hash browns with pancakes?

"The sink, but everything else is okay."

Ricter seemed to be focused on the cheese cakes in front of him, three were made, and to him they were incomplete, so much so that it felt like he was going to go crazy because ingredients were so hard to come by here. This planet had an abundance of monsters, plants, and life over all, but when it came to cultivated produce and farm grown plants it was like he was speaking gibberish to some of the people he spoke too in the market place.

This was an understandable fact though, too many monsters would easily lead to being unable to keep farm lands for long before they got destroyed, and the ones they did have seemed to be simple herb and tree farms that were located behind the walls. Which came to his problem again of not having what he needed in such a unique living environment of only the strongest survived and those who were weak were hunted.

Not knowing where to get metal from he somewhat disregarded her question on possibly building a lab of some kind, though her mention of his expression only proved that he was truly worried about filling out this clients order.

"The last one, definitely the last one, I need something really specific that I don't know even grows on this planet. None of the markets had it and I don't wana go outside of the city, being eaten isn't very fun."

Focusing back on cooking again he flipped pans and would stir seasoning into everything he made, letting the sound of crackling food allure anyone to come by to maybe see what was being made. Which given the stand was open for the time being people could see a little bit of what was in store, even if this food was for both himself and Kokonoe.

"Did you sleep alright? It sounds like you thought all of this was a dream." The room as fairly close so hearing her comments were super easy, he still didn't know anything about the people she kept mentioning but maybe later he could understand who her friends were. Even if maybe it wouldn't have much of an effect on how he would see the half cat half human woman.

"As for what were doing today, right now were eating." Pulling over a plate he would show her a nicely decorated and spaced platter of breakfast foods. Traditional of being the universal choice for what to eat in the morning, and hopefully that notion stayed the same for her and where she came from.

With a set table, some cups, and other untinsles placed, all that was left was to enjoy what he had made as he also ensured that he add some candy for Kokonoe, seems she basically operated off sugar and caffeine. "Is it any good?" he asked next, a bright smile on the weasels face, looking just as bright eyed and optimistic as they usually are.

 

[Kokonoe]

"I can fix the sink, again... but I doubt without some metal It'll break in a day or two. Adhesive would be nice..." She sighed, popping over as she heard sizzling instead of digging through the cabinets. Of course she saw chocolate in the pancakes, as well as the simple breakfast foods, "Oh, seems Taokaka lied to me about breakfasts this looks a ton better." She muttered as Ricter began speaking of his troubles, it was a bad one... She knew how it felt to have something incomplete, it was like a great pain of regret and self loathing... It could damage the business' reputation, her eyes pin pointed the cake... They looked amazing! She shook her head, and began packing somethings in a bag as Ricter cooked.

"Three cakes unfinished... Not that I have ever had them, but spending so much time to be wasted, plus it damages business isn't in my sights. The one thing I can't do is damage the reputation of the business I work for or help... Personal projects are a different story. I'll start packing to venture out into the brush, you might need to come to gather... but no worries. I can protect you." Kokonoe was... aggressively professional, not willing to compromise to a client's wishes. She really put her all into her work, on the upside she wasn't drunk so there wouldn't be a screw up. Not that she would on a work project anyway, that's just how she was. She brought the bag over to the table, it was mostly snack food in case she needed to keep going in a fight.

The allure of the breakfast hit her finally, "Mmm.... Smells good there, Fluffy Buddy. And I slept okay, I thought it was a dream, hallucinations are normal after going insane for a few days... On the upside I've had more rest today than I have my entire life, so now I can function properly. Maybe I won't eat you out of house an home with my snack food addiction." She said as the plate was slid in-front of her, she didn't normally care much for decor. It looked appealing, but she wasn't the best one for noticing details. "Colorful." She stated, seeing as she basically lived in silver and the best cooking she's seen was grey... It was a compliment.

She looked up to Ricter, "How does my clan think garbage stew is breakfast over something like this?" She said out loud before taking a bite, expecting the worst, even though it smelled a thousand times better than her clan's cooking. She kept eating at a steady pace saving the pancakes with chocolate in it for last, she knew she'd scarf it down in an instant. "Mng Nom.... Definately... eating this over snack... Mng nom." She had a bad habit of talking with her mouthful, occasionally being unable to be heard on certain words. Her table manners showed that she's never been at a table at all.

She indeed did start scarfing down the pancakes, "Amazi- Mng nom!" She almost stated clearly, "So what are we- Nom Nom. doing about your- Mng nom. Going out to- Nom." She was now eating so fast her words were lost, lucky for Ricter he had a general idea. She was talking about a trip into the wild together and how to approach the calamity of the unfinished cheesecakes. It was a big deal to keep reputation high, especially to Kokonoe... She insulted co-workers for minor things that the customer couldn't even spot, but... only if it pertained to work projects. Her attention to detail is extremely selective.

 

[Ricter]

"Glad to hear it!"

It always brought a smile to the little weasels face when someone enjoyed his food, in a way she reminded him of his siblings, when he came by to cook for them they always clamored around waiting for their meal. It was the main reason why he enjoyed being a cook, but he still felt he was better at healing others than making sweet treats.

Luckily in this world he could combine them both, "As for your clan it sounds like they could use some cooking lessons if this is the bets you've ever had when it comes to food. But as long as your here I'll try to make you something new so you can experience what its like to not eat 'garbage', as you put it."

Not trying to be insulting to her clan he quoted her on her own words when describing them, not that he could guess she meant every words in her sarcastic tone. She seemed like the type to mean what she says no matter who was around, or what she was talking too. But focusing on what he needed she seemed determined to assist in his plight, brining him to smile again while eating at a modest pace.

Taking his time to enjoy everything he made he felt like the roles should be reversed for eating habits, yet no scolding was given on how to properly eat towards the woman, nor how to use a fork and not inhale her eggs. "Snack foods aren't very good for you, it will make you more likely to feel tired, and then lead you to consume more sugar. Any case, for what I need we'll probably need to go out in the wilderness to collect some materials and flora, I'd be happy if you accompanied me along the way, please."

He was small and helpless to some degree, he only survived appearing in this land for so long because he ran away and hide a lot, part of him wonders if he should take up learning a weapon or combat style of some kind. But it felt like a useless endeavor, in fact he much preferred to just assist those who seemed stronger and more capable than himself.

"Before we do leave though we could stop by the market, maybe they have something to help us not get eaten? Like- bait? Or maybe some monster repellant." Something he would be quite fond of, so long as it didn't repel himself though. The concept of a repellant for weasels making him a bit iffy though as the stray thought began to get elaborated by his ever imagining mind, only stopped once he took a bite form his own pancakes.

They were soft and fluffy, while he could taste the blueberries in his, he knew Kokonoe enjoyed candy so chocolate was of course added to her own. "Did you have any thing you wanted to do today Ms. Kokonoe? I don't want to force you on my own little adventure, especially since it sounds like you'd like to maybe find a way back to your world sooner or later."

Ricter was all for helping her get back, her company was nice and it felt good to take care of others, but e knew this couldn't last forever. So he would keep himself form trying to tie her down, even if it would be easy, a hug and maybe some rope and she'd stay put here for ever. The idea caused him to laugh to himself with a soft giggle, trying not to reveal his silly intentions as he masked it with more eating.

 

[Kokonoe]

"Oh, no they cook literal garbage... like I have almost eaten a fish bone in one, it was the color of- Mng Nom. And I think a bird might've- Mng Nom nom!" Ricter was probably glad he didn't catch most of that, it didn't sound like the best thing to know... but the imagination was somehow... equally as horrifying. It was one of those things where you question how someone like Kokonoe came out of that type of tradition, no wonder she was a sweet addict! Seemed Kokonoe didn't even mind, probably due to the hatred of her father but that was another story for a later date.

"I know, that's part of why I need so much. I need all the sugar I can do to the downsides of having a higher functioning brain, the more you think the more sugar you'll need... It's... actually a very lousy thing if you really think about it... The chocolate chip pancakes were superb, I would definitely eat those constantly." She said as she stuck a lollipop into her mouth, "I'll try not to eat as much as I did, though if it helps... but I need a certain amount of sugar in the morning to function. I just can fizzle out otherwise, trust me... When people say smart people have it good, geniuses really don't... Overworked and prone to sugar crashing, and due to all that caffine and sugar consumption we tend to just stay up for days leading to sleep deprivation which makes us worse off."

Finally finishing her explanation she moved on to the next topic with a nod, "Now, I don't normally explain so moving on questions can wait till after business... Preferably none, I was planning on accompanying you. If I didn't it'd be bad after being out there... I am capable but was out far too long versus the effort it took... and well... My attention span is extremely... difficult. I can probably teach you magic sometime... I'd suggest amputating an arm and building a cybernetic enhancement or robotic armor.. but I doubt it'd allow you to move much. The next best thing is biological magi-tech enhancements to give you a more... combat ready form. Though for all of this I need a lab, which a trip to the store can help me which... I came here with sheet metal... some stone and wood and a bit of copper and rubber I might be able to build something in an hour or two. I'll have to connect it with a tunnel and landing pad... but it'll be a small floating room... maybe the size of a decently sized van or apartment room. Yes it'll have a bathroom and a stove. It'll have storage space, too. That'll help us stay protected as well as your ideas, that and we can then get from point a to b easier... I'll also need to make it solar powered..." She takes out blue prints, seems she made them over night for a while. They were crude but close enough, "It took me about fifteen minutes when I got up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and wash my face it came to me." As Ricter stated, she did have something to do today but not in what he thought.

"That's my plan for today... a protective transport unit, this way we're protected and don't need to drag stuff back... It'll need to recharge though... I think I cut time down to three days at the most... Staying here is a load off, so I am in no rush to go back to seventy two hour work shifts." She stated it like she wasn't going to try at all. "So I guess in a way we are both getting want we want, huh?" A sly smile as if she picked on Ricter's desire for her to stick around. "I may need you're help for wiring though... it'll be too small and long of a space for my body in some aspects."

 

[Ricter]

The way she somewhat rambled on about what parts were needed, how she planned on making some form of addition to where he lived, and more only made him feel like what she said earlier was true. She seemed scatter brained but in a productive manner, making him wonder how she manages to keep all that intellect in tact and not confuse things while working.

"At least here you don't have to worry about me cooking us any kind of garbage, anything I wouldn't eat I wouldn't dare feed you that."

With his level of culinary expertise the very mention of feeding someone fish bones felt like her tribe was full of savages and cavemen, or women in this case since it was full of females. Finishing some of his food so far he would drink some orange juice and feel a bit stuffed now that he had cleaned his plate and would look towards Kokonoe's platter only to see it was spotless.

"Well if your looking for all that we can head over to the market place? I'm sure they should have plenty for sale, maybe even a ship with exactly what your looking for. If not I'm sure steel and what not could be found around the planet naturally." That would require some mining on their part but if it meant that she could have her own base of operations and that he didn't have to sleep on her any more given the first night, that seemed fine.

Hopping out of his chair, he would grab all of the forks, knifes, and plates and place them into the sink, the working one, letting them soak in warm water while Ricter would stretch and prepare to head out. "I'm not really used to building electrical systems, but alright, if you need any help I don't mind assisting, mind turning out the lights before you leave though? I don't want to waste energy."

Peering down in one of the cabnets Ricter was taking out what seemed like a box of donuts, placing it into a bag as the relative size of them made them seem smaller than normal. Additionally he would grab what seemed like a backpack to carry his treats in with the lollipops that he could carry as well, mostly for Kokonoe since she seemed like she enjoyed the things.

Lastly Ricter would simply take his house keys, nothing much else was needed now that he had all his little supplies. So after walking to the door he would wait for his companion to meet him outside before locking the door behind them. "The market is only a block away if your looking for ship parts and raw materials and resources. You'll notice a bunch of ships and what not landing to show your in the port area."

Ricter stated as he reached up to lock the door to his home, closing the store for now as he allowed the cakes he made to sit in the cooled fridge, the reminder that they weren't finished bugged him. But maybe they could fix that? Along the way they would pass many food stands, from restaurants to carts that sold maybe four to five menu items.

The market was diverse over all though, when it wasn't food that was being offered it was crafting jobs like making new weapons, armor, and or enchanted items and tech. Ahead, they would notice they were coming into the port side of town, but not the type of port where you sail on a ship across the blue waves of the ocean.

Here, the sky was your ocean and the blue waves resembled the dark blackness of space and its infinite expanse. As massive ships came in they flew over head, leaving the place always rumbling with the sound of engine thrusters passing by, or if a more magical vessel pulled in its more so silent nature left and almost Disney charm to its departure or landing.

Over all, Kokonoe would notice many stores for parts, metal working, and almost everything she could need to build what she wanted. For a price that is, which hopefully his payment form her last adventure served to make up for what ever she had planned to make in the coming days. Expecting her project to take some time to manifest into reality.

"So I don't know much about ships and stuff, but this is where everyone comes if they would want to either build a ship, or other things. How about you go and maybe look around, see what they have to offer, I'll try seeing if maybe I can find some small leads on where to look for my ingredients, we can meet back near the house when were done, sound good?"

 

[Kokonoe]

She nodded along, the market was indeed amazing sounding. Any place to gather materials at all was alright in her book, with her plan in motion she would stash away the blieprints and grab her bag to go. She'd starap her magical megaphone to her waist before saying, "Sales are a women's favorite. Paying over inflated priced for fifty cents worth of material isn't goid at all. I have everything ready to go. I'll probably buy a ship for scrap and rebuild it with spare parts. That's the only way to meet my blueprint as cheap as possible. I did the math on the cost however. Two thousand four hundred of Kraw Currencies."

She said all this after turning off the light, "Anything to save resources, that's the plan at least... That's why I plan to use solar panels though I doubt I can make multi-lens ones to absorb ninty nine persent of the sunlight. We will be stuck on a weak charge for now if you catch my drift."

She grabbed a backpack full of chips and supplies, looking through it several times. Her little friend decided to tag along in the bag knowing there would be flowers. She watched Ricter lock the door as he spoke and responded accordingly.

"A block away her the port that could work, hauling it back here will be difficult but I have a general idea how I will. Sounds good enough, really. And then we will finish those cakes with this new toy." She said walking through the food stands in the market, they all looked strange to her but that was entirely okay. She would have wanted to try them all if she wasn't full from breakfast, she even held her midriff thinking she'd explode if she ate anymore. Blacksmithing, Tricket shops, alchemy, and even other oddities littered the market's populace. It ended up being a strange yet invigorating trip to the main attraction... The port!

The sea was such a deep blue it looked like the vast emptiness of space, almost appearing to expand forever into the void of the horizen. Rumbling of engines and other more magical effects of the over head air ships made her slightly impressed even if a lot of it was primitive to her. "Sounds good you do that and I'll build something before you get back, thanks and stay safe. Meet you at the house... I'll have only minor wiring to do with your help and it'll fly."

Eventually she went to vendors and payed for things as Ricter did his own thing, she'd end up at the house with a Magi-Tech room that doubled as a hovercraft basically. It was small but efficient. About the size of a room. Inside was a laboratory... Her chair and several computers and a control panel. She built it under Ricter's nose. As she said most components were done minus the slight wiring where her hands couldn't reach that far. "How's it look?" She asked rhetorically.

 

[Ricter]

While Kokonoe was enjoying the simplicity of buying what was essentially a flying machine all in one go, Ricter had his sights set on the museum to learn about where he could get what he was looking for. This being the most logical place to actually find information on the plants that he needed, a weed called orange basil.

Now this seemed easy to get, you may ask, and plenty of the cats and cooks around should have it, right? Wrong, on closer inspection of one of the exhibits that the weasel would pass while investigating what he was looking for it would show a large monster in addition to its environment. It had a jungle like back drop as most other area's did, and the monster itself was larger than a man by about ten times over.

"Great Jagras…" The weasel murmured under his breath, looking at the monster and its lizard-like exterior. It looked similar to the lizards he would normally see waddling around on the ground, going form place to place out in the wild, but massive, and its coloration showed it would probably blend in well with the surroundings of the jungle.

It had a hair lie mane, the ability to unhinge its jaw, and has been well known to eat entire creatures whole, leaving them alive inside of its stomach before they inevitably die due to either affixation or being digested. Either way if it could literally eat dinosaurs he would want to stay as far away from it as possible.

Yet off to the left he would see a small info card that could be flipped through, it held information on what exactly its biology was, the eco system it stayed in, and the plant life it tended to stick around. So sure enough there it was, orange basil, which made this spice a rare commodity around these parts when it came to cooking with it.

Honestly when he saw the monster finally he thought about just telling the client to wait maybe a few days for the next shipment to come in via hunters, but that would probably spoil his business and marketing too. Besides, he was just beginning to get established as a local baker in these parts, no reason he could at least try this one time to snag a few ingredients from the wild and see just how bad it is.

Writing down the information that was prevalent to his adventure, then stashing the note pad into his little bag he would make his way out of the building, thanking whom ever had taken the time to build this place, the knowledge was much appreciated. It would be around ten or fifteen minutes before he returned, plenty of time for Koknoe to enjoy fiddling with her new purchase.

Which for him he would rather save his money for the time being, but next time he would be sure to offer more little quests for her and maybe others to do so they may earn cash and same for himself. When he returned he saw this large box like object, metal and mechanical in nature, it looked like some form of ship but had the looks of something similar to a mobile apartment in a way.

"You bought this?" He asked, questioning if the money she had on hand was able to purchase something so large, maybe saving money wasn't that great. But still he would smile to this. If they could skip having to go around the jungle floor and be attacked by all manner of critters he was happy with her choice in air craft.

"I don't know what to say, dose it fly? Dose it have everything you want from it on the inside? I hope you didn't go into debt just to get this."

Questions flew form his mouth as he moved around the object, walking around on all fours and exploring the outer shell of the machine, it seemed well made, futuristic in nature and something that took a lot of technical knowledge to operate. But going back to their original plans he would try to offer some information on what they were looking for, after all he hadn't said anything about it since he brought it up.

"I found out where we need to go, we need to find a location that have Great Jagra's in it, we don't have to kill the monster but it likes living in caves that have orange basil inside of them,. So we might have to if it ends up being necessary." With his explanation done, and after giving out a simple mission for her to take up with him he would add as well.

"So what did you need help with? You said you might need my paws to fit into small places?" In relation to the ship of curse.

 

[Kokonoe]

"Yeah, I took some budget cuts here an there, metal is expensive here, I made this mostly out of wood and stone... The metal is actually plating materials, though I bought a fixer upper ship to use for scrap parts and fixed them as I went. It still flies through Magi-Tech means, gravity magic is one of my specialties. It'll need myself to operate the advanced components until I can make a key dedicated to activating the engine, basically I can jump start the entire ship. It's a tad small, it only has some lab stuff, some storage space, control panels and the like. It's low tech so it's a miracle I could make this fly with as little magi-tech as I used." She answered all the questions and some more in one fell swoop, seemingly hitting all the based she possibly could. It was something she did on the job, despite not answering any extra questions after. She wipes the sweat from her forehead making she the tunnel retracts and the device to rise the foundation of the room moved upwards as a landing panel. Solar Panels littered the outside, quite literally charging itself as they spoke despite it having new batteries. It was ready for it's first flight, well after the finishing touches.

"Great Jagra? Like that other cave dweller? Sounds big, we should probably avoid confrontations if possible. I'd hate to have to use my Infinite Gravity. Orange Basil sounds easy enough to differentiate from the rest of the flora about in the wild. Not many orange plants, mostly reds, greens, and yellows. I assume you know the way more than I do, so you can sit in the navigation compartment, well... this one." She pointed to a mounted computers screen which seemed to have both radar and several cameras. "It'd be better to have drones to fly out and scout the area but... that's expensive, all I could manage was to create a three hundred and sixty degrees of vision. After you help me hook up some of the wires in the small holes I couldn't fit my hand into, or through the long tunnel you have to crawl into to pull a wire through to the panel on the side." She said, having diagrams and each hole needing Ricter's help written down. She'd do the rest of the wiring from there. Thankfully the lights were wired already, and separately so they could see inside the ship even if it failed to start up.

"Sounds easy enough, right? Soon we should have your Cheese Cakes finished in no time, and I am totally getting one from you on a later date. Though, I still need to know about this creature, all I know about it is great normally means a very big creature. Anything else I should know? Features, dangerous evolutionary parts? Can it spit anything like Cobras and the like, I'll need to add what I can to the database so the radar can pick them up. So far it can locate only raptors, giant hornets, and large carnivorous plants." She stated as she continued to tinker as well as code the entire operating system by herself, on top of that in a coding language that was known to all but Sector 7. An operating system that tapped into both magic and technology.

 

[Ricter]

The feeling of gratitude for her wish to aid him rose with each passing second that she offered her help to him, maybe he would have to repay her with more sweets in the future. For the time being he was willing to do anything to get this done, if not he could always come back and just tell his clients that he couldn't add in the orange basil that was requested.

"Of course, if we get enough I'll make you one that's just for you."

Surely with enough silver vine he could probably have her either so focused she finishing her chip in no time, or so drugged out that she can't even move. Either or as she wanted more details on the Great Jagras he would look over the notes he had placed down, luckily just so he could answer the same questions he had when he first saw the thing.

"The Great Jagras is sorda like a big lizard, around ten times your size, weighing over six tons, and with the ability to open his mouth wide enough to swallow prey whole. They even eat monsters that are four times your size in one go. They kinda have these odd green dread locks on their heads and manes, while having sharp claws as well, over all they are not that hard to fight but caution could be advised."

Once he was finished, the note pad would be closed after he mulled over his notes and looked back up too her, obviously he paraphrased off the little info card he had seen yet he felt that was as good as he could get for information. "I think they are also on the large monster class food chain, so that makes them the weakest of those kinds of monsters. Additionally when they eat something and are getting attacked it tends to roll around with its large belly as it can't really walk much, only drag itself around, it sounds like a real glutton."

"If you want more info I think the museum has pictures, or statues of monsters up for most of the things you will see around here, but might take you a while to really get all that info processed into your ships AI." It was a suggestion, but he could understand if she would rather have the real thing. For now he was just waiting to get going, to head off and go on an exploration with a friend, maybe see what was instore for the duo.

"So, I'm ready to go if you are, I have some snacks, and uh...my bag, did you need anything else? Or further help with the ship?"

 

[Kokonoe]

"Oh? Now I have to get plenty extra...!" She licked her lips as both tails wagged, thinking about that result of a delicacy she had no time for in her line of work. That's why her lab was littered in plastic tubs with snack food instead of anything homemade. As she put finishing touches on the ship where she could she'd listen in on Ricter's intricate explanation of this creature, though it sounded more like a dragon out of a story book.

"So in short... it's about fifty feet tall, can eat things about twenty feet tall. Green dread locks, sharp claws, and sound slow and lumbering. And have a maw like most lizards, thankfully it's not similar to a snake. Any weak spots at all? If we have to fight it it's best to know what to aim for in advance. So far we have a single exploitable weakness of a gluttonous overgrown Komodo Dragon, minus the threat of venom. As for that I can probably set up the main frame to get most of the data you told me to build a general picture from. You can wire the few bits for the engines, don't worry the equipment is wired separately so you won't get shocked... I'll created theoretical images and just choose the one that matches the best before we leave." She stated as she began typing, creating most of the images herself... The system was created to get smarter over time, not in a way it had intellect itself... in a way where Kokonoe's thought process helped it process. The best way for a computer not to betray one's self is to link it to your own thought process. However that also meant the machinery only worked with her magic willing for it to do so, that was the beauty of magi-tech, magic created a subtle boundary of what science could and couldn't do. Instead of needing to pilot a ship, you will for it to move.

After it was all said and done she pointed to six pictures, one was greener, one more brown, one a brighter blue, another a black, one was the color of an iguana, and the last was more like a poisonous colored reptile in black and blue. "Which one's the closest? And then just tell me any changes needed to perfect it's coloration and proportions. After that we are test riding this thing into the skies... Well kinda." The building beeped a few times and the tunnel retracted, and the foundation pushed itself up as the finishing touches got done... The wires lit up a deep dark violet as the gravity based mana flowed through the circuits... The building took off.

"Allow me to explain, the ability of the building itself... is to fly through gravity based magic. I will it to move and it does... It doesn't need concentration as long as I set a point on the map to move to since you listed an area it could be without a map... The ship will move to the places that map the description you gave me, starting with the closest areas to save power. However, only I can make this move do to how I coded a ship, or at least my mana must will for it to move. To put it simply it's magic tech that can move as if I was a technopath, and take off requires no fuel do to the nature of the mana used." She explained as the windows opens to allow sight from above. The ship moved at a fairly decent speed through the air, about twice as fast as Kokonoe could run give or take. "It's a lot slower than I anticipated but it'll do." She was her own worst critic it seems.

 

[Ricter]

"No no no, its not that big, I guess I was a bit vague with guessing, its actually around.." He paused, skimming his notes again. "8 feet tall, 20 feet in length from head to tail, and the weight as I said should be the same. Its no where near the size of a dragon though." Ricter knew dragons, even had a few friends who were dragons, they weren't that big at all, that was for sure.

"As for weak spots, its stomach s one, more squishy, and better to hit when its inflated with some living creature inside of it. Aside from that most of the information on it says to just beat it down till it dies." As brutal as it sounded the weasel couldn't help but have his heart go out to the creature, in some way he could understand the need to survive. But at the same time it was a violent monster that attacks things at random and eats entire creatures whole, I couldn't think of a more painful way to die than suffocating in someone's belly before being digested.

Though, their main goal was not to kill the beast, only to curt tail their way around it and get to the herbs that were located around its den area. Placing his bag and things down the little weasel made his way under the large mechanical 'ship' and would ask explicitly which wires went were and how to plug them in.

Thanks to his slinky body and small stature he was able to wiggle his way into the machine and get to places no one else could ever try to get too, which was funny since in other worlds they had used a variant of his species to do the same thing. Once he popped back out, smudges of black was on his fuzzy face as he tried to get it off, using his little paws to rub away but to no avail.

He would be greated by some pictures of colors and what not to pick form, it was kind of hard to say which colors it were since it was a contrast of many but he would reach out and point. "Blue, green, yellow, and looks like a big iguana." Again, it would be better to got to the library, but next time he would just take a picture, maybe it would be better to do rather than giving a detailed physical description.

Through out Kokonoe's explinaition, Ricter was already climbing into the ship, not really spending time to hear an explanation about the machine, but he got the main points about it, "Machine flies via your thoughts, only you control it. Got it." A good sum up of what felt like way too much explanation as he jumped into a seat or attempted to find one and would hold on.

Looking out the window and trying to see where they were going, the trajectory, and more importantly, the view of the forest from up high as he had never been in anything that could fly before.

 

[Kokonoe]

Kokonoe adjusted the proportions of the creature, a Komodo Dragon being a type of lizard it was easy to grasp a body shape... The weakness recorded as she got the information. It had some battle plans recorded, as well as animations for what was stated... Literal visuals on it's weaknesses, the mainframe was made to know exactly what Kokonoe knew at any given time, a data base that could be easily updated and changed. It was easier to store a mass amount of information this way instead of potentially forgetting, though Kokonoe doesn't forget... She normally rants until no one has an idea to what she's talking about while avoiding answering questions lie the plague.

"Okay, we will scan for this creature, foot print matching and the like, if it's around it's territory, too. I'm hoping to avoid confrontation but I will if I have to, so far I know little of the general area and only a slight map... With out the measure of the globe... it's also a flat paper map. It's not very useful currently." She pointed at the screen but the machine seemed to be expanding the map around slowly.. the town was the most detailed and the only thing that could be zoomed in on. "If it eats something hitting it rather hard in the stomach could also save our lives, so keep that in mind. As for the wires the small tunnels in the walls activate the flight mechanisms. Four plugs need to be wires through. Do the bottom first, the sides after... the top last and then take the weasel sized elevator shaft down. I left all the wires near the tunnel."

She spoke loud so it echoed as Ricter did his parts on the wiring "Also if anything sparks tell me! I can't take off if it's sparking!", she looked at him and shook her head with a slight smirk as he came down. "What a dirty weasel you are, you'll smudge it farther that way.~" She started digging through her supplies and pulled out a wash rag and some sort of dish soap. He then told her the colored descriptions, again she had made the minor changes.. The creature actually sounded fairly adorable, something someone would've had as a pet of it was much smaller. "Odd... adult Iguana normally don't eat meat... How peculiar..." She wondered how the creature evolved in such a way, or if it was even related to the species.

"It's dish soap, it'll take the oil out of your skin, so feel free to use the sink and condition your fur after." Pointing to the cleaning station, "Trust me, you won't believe how I looked before you came." Next to the sink was Kokonoe's other outfit... It was the exact same as her current outfit... but it was pure black due to oil... The Neko Twin Tailed Magitech Scientist had multiple of the exact same outfit, it explained a lot but had many questions pop up with it.

 

[Ricter]

Stopping, his eyes averted to his friend reaching for something, a simple wash rag and soap. He felt almost like a child as she began to lather his face in the water and soap, dragging the rag along his fur and beginning to pull away the smudged oils that dotted his freckled face. But even as he moved his head this way and that way as it was always uncomfortable to have your head moved for you, he appreciated the gesture.

"Thank you, Ms. Kokonoe." His tone retaining his polite cheerfulness even if muffled as she began to rub against his cheeks and face, forcing him to close his eyes so soap wouldn't mistakenly get into them somehow, a sensation that all creatures hated more than anything. But as she finished he would shake his head feverously, letting little droplets of water spill around him and even flick themselves on the neko woman.

"Oh! Sorry, I didn't mean to get water on you, and okay, but I think we should get going before I focus on that." Taking good care of his fur came before a lot of things, but when it came to aiding others, even if it was just to finish some cakes, he felt like the faster the better. Plus it was well around noon by now, they had six hours to try and get this little mission done before night fall, and that's when the big bad critters wanted to come out and hunt.

Gazing over to the sink however he did notice that the woman's wardrobe was very bland, as in it was the exact same lab coat with a shirt and pants . It was like she was some kind of video game character and the developers didn't bother to put in any more outfits for her. That or they forgot to include some downloadable content or even fanservice, not that a cat woman wouldn't already be dictated as fanservice given how some people really 'liked' them.

Aside form this he wouldn't harp on her fashion, in fact if she liked them so much maybe she would appreciate it if he went out and washed them for her. Or maybe she would like something new? Some nice pare of pajama's always made him happy, even if he wore no clothes at all, besides an apron occasionally, either way he was now ready to get going.

"If I remember anything I'll be sure to tell you, also uh what are you going to do when we get there? If we both leave the ship it might get attacked, or worse." He pointed out since the ship didn't seem all that sturdy, a good headbutt or stomp from something ten times as big would spell disaster for the two of them. It would also mean they were walking back, all the way through the hostile environment that was Kraw.

Yet, if need be he wouldn't mind staying behind, just to make sure the thing didn't get chomped or something, he didn't enjoy adventures where getting eaten was going to be the highlight of the quest. Instead he liked staying at a safe distance, or just using his over all speed to get the hell out of the situation.

Though he had a feeling his friend might need help in this, and luckily for the two of them he brought his special donuts along to aid them in completing the mission at hand. Probably still unknown to Kokonoe that they could basically heal someone who just got out of a heinous car crash and make them as good as new, making the sugar filled treats quite helpful and more than likely needed.

With another look around though as he tried to get inside, he would comment, pointing out something to Kokonoe. "So you were a scientist back where your from? You said you made clones, and other crazy things, I'm surprised your world had problems if you could make up something to solve nearly everything." Which given the amount of idea's she stated to have had, completed, or just flat out said was too easy, he had a feeling she could solve world hunger in a week if she had enough lollipops.

But his question was more so for small talk as the two might begin traveling.

 

[Kokonoe]

"You're welcome. I'll be as gentle as I can, but you know how oil is... can kill animals if it covers too much fur. Then getting it out is hellish, especially in the ears..." Kokonoe was partially lamenting about getting oil all over herself, that explained her blackened clothes on the side of the sink... but her body was clean. Where did she bathe? If she also used the sink, then she must be used to it... or perhaps doesn't know what a shower is with her being so distant from society. His cheeks were fun to rub, though she was surprised to find freckled spots in his fur. Normally freckles in animals never showed much, occasionally they did of course but she didn't get to research animals that often.

As she inspected, Ricter being fully clean shook the water off onto her, "Well we are already going, I just don't know if we stopped yet." She said as she cleans off her spectacles, well more dries off. "Water is just water so it's fine, however... We should probably bottle some water before we head out." She catches Ricter staring at her wardrobe, "It's a variation of the Kaka Clan's wardrobe, suited more like the lab uniform of Sector 7. Also... Ms. Mercury is my mother, just Kokonoe will suffice. We are friends in this case after all, Ricter.

Ricter then spoke of a very good question, "...That... I haven't thought of yet... I was thinking about putting it onto a sturdy place on top of the cave near the entrance. I assume you can climb a tree, I can jump up to it. The biggest issue about this model is that I have yet to build a teleport pad for easy access so that the ship can stay out of reach from aggressors. So we will have to hide it instead... The claws that keep it attached to the landing pad also double as landing gear and picks to heal it stay on rocky or steep surfaces. It also might stay on a tree of we find one large enough, the picks should make it stay attached unless what it's stuck to breaks." She explain to reassure Ricter's anxieties, thinking of everything but she had to take some budget cuts along the way. It flew around forty five miles per hour, which was fantastic for escape though that was the main highlight of the small levitating lab. It wasn't that durable, and lacked most of her original plans. She would fix that later on, however.

She knew very little of Ricter's healing donuts, but she remembered they in-fact healed her scratches last time. So she'd have to protect her furry friend while he traveled along. It would be difficult given how she could currently fight, but she had some tricks up her sleeve for that very reason. He then asked a question about what she did as a living, "Yeah, for Sector 7; my specialty being Magi-Tech. The science branch, mostly top secret classified stuff. Our world is pretty messed up, a lot of it is straight up uninhabitable. I do a lot of under the table jobs, as well as having to fix many problems considering how many times someone screws up and almost kills off the entire timeline... It's really nuts, though if people listened it wouldn't be a damn problem... but you know how people are... You tell them something a few times and they do the opposite, now I just make fun of what I want them to change. It's rude but it works, sadly that's why most people actually respond to instead of clear cut advice... It's by far the most irritating thing about people, at least Taokaka listens and she can hardly construct a coherent sentence..." She shook her head, "It is what it is, though."

"You said you were a Doctor, anything specific or just a general physician?" She'd ask as she may as well get to know her new fluffy partner, she'd never really asked what type of medical Doctor he is. Though she wondered when the first cave match would be found.

 

[Ricter]

Looking back on his past, he had some small hair triggers that coupled with it, he may not have looked like it but he was a war veteran, one that had killed few people but also aided in advances and pushes into enemy lines. Shocking given how he behaved, talked, and just by how looks go, who would want to even go to war against this little guy?

"I used to be a combat medic, but eventually I started working in general medical malpractice. That is if you count magic as a main form of helping clients." Knowing she would wonder how the hell he became proficient as a combat medic he wouldn't bother to wait for her to ask the question, allowing himself to answer it on his own terms.

"Before, in my own world, I grew up in a large community of animals that could talk like myself. They were a lot like a tribe, but more civilized, we lived everyday in the way that wouldn't harm the eco system nor would they go against the natural order of things. Mother nature was our goddess and we respected the land she allowed us to live on."

Fiddling his paws his story continued. "It was nice, I learned how to cook really well, even got to be well known as a baker, kids really liked my pastries. Yet as you can guess the peace didn't last, we were attacked by the Drow, night elves, they wanted to take the forest for themselves as they had been in a war with many other factions prior. Actually, now that I remember it we tried to stay exclusively neutral while the humanoids murdered one another."

"However they attacked eventually, killing many of my friends in surprise, we retaliated though, leading to a war that lasted many years. Eventually though, like all those similar to my race, we gain magical abilities based on personality and experience, and so I learned I could heal others using the magic in me. Eventually, using my power I managed to save hundreds of my friends and even family, offering only a small fraction that would lead to a victory in the long run."

Thinking back on it now he felt himself get pulled into thoughts and experiences of his past, being captured by enemy forces, being made a slave, escaping, and all those things that caused him to change only made him stronger, Yet. "After the war was over they were nearly wiped out, we suffered many losses, but we recovered, in that time I became a part time physician, working to mend sicknesses with my power, still cooked from time to time but not as much given how important my powers were."

Bringing his paws up he would place them close together and show what seemed like an orb of pure light, it gave off a white glow, shimmering in dazzling sparkles that danced around his paws. "This energy is what kind of power I have, its weaker than it used to be, but its just enough to place into the very donuts you had yesterday, allowing me to heal you even if its just a small bit."

Placing his paws down the sparkles faded like fireflies fading away into the distance, directing his eyes back at Kokonoe now as he seemed to give a soft smile. He seemed slightly saddened by his own recollection of his story, but trying to stay positive as well, it was the only thing he had to always fall back on, "I do miss my friends and family still, but at least here I can bring some other people some form of happiness and pleasure that I know only I can provide."

 

[Kokonoe]

Kokonoe fell silent as Ricter talked about his story, the pain of war... Betrayal. What shaped his life and how he came to be, and even what he'd eventually made his own based on personality. Becoming a combat medic with his magical capabilities, she indeed thought of it as a physician due to the nature of her own sciences. Magic to her was a science, with the name magi-tech being coined by her in a project originally thought as science fiction. Her mother originally introduced magic to the world, and Kokonoe made it a science. She sighed and popped the lollipop out of her mouth, glaring into the sky.

"...I know what losing everyone feels like, a man named Terumi killed both my aunt and mother. My mother created magic, so she was first sought after. Any spell you can think of she could do it... She mainly used fire as her personal favorite, of course soon after I was abandoned in Sector 7... My... male kin... decided to pursue the path of being a legendary hero again. I eventually created Science Fiction into a reality, I had created magi-tech and a source of infinite energy after the world was basically gone. I eventually cloned my aunt perfectly for a sacrifice, but I couldn't do it unless it was a last resort so I made her a way to fight instead and she eventually worked under my Sector. I was fooled into using my Mother's Magic by a man she worked with, who wasn't on our side at all... and this all lead up to the point I had to kill my mother whom was under control of another... I will destroy him with every fiber of my being. Now if only that damned Hakumen was easier to separate from the Susano'o unit to do so."

She grit her teeth in frustration, her inner self was extremely vengeful but for good reason... If a look could kill, everything in her line of sight would've went off like a super nova... Her golden eyes almost looked as if they had fire inside, her mana was heating up as seen by the silver-vine starting to melt ever so slightly. She put the lollipop back into her mouth, her tails visibly stood on end... She burned her tongue but she didn't say anything what so ever about it, mostly because she knew Ricter would notice she pulled a dumb move out of blind hatred for someone that isn't even in the general universe.

"I am happy that your powers manifested for the bettering of your life, mine was in a way family tradition. Genetics in my world are what creates the magical circuits... If Tarumi was dead I'd stay here, or even come back here without a second thought, but I know if I went back now I'd even up causing an alternate time line in-which even if I went back now... I'd end up ceasing to exist. Besides, I'm obviously not from the timeline I've aimed for... I'm more angry that I'm not the Kokonoe that will be able to do anything, I'm from a bad ending. So in-short by coming here... My life was saved, strange, huh?" She wondered when they would arrive at the first place to search or any place really, she checked the computer. She'd also reassured Ricter that there was no point in her going back at all to her own universe, at this point the time line was gone. She was going to need to time to get over it, she was basically the only person left from her true universe and she'd mess it all up going back.... That's a harsh reality to face head on... but she sounded as if this was basically normal. The longer she stayed the more relaxed she was, but she was harboring major guilt inside of her. No wonder she attached to the weasel so quickly and moved in, she knew from the start it was a one way trip which explained her outburst and attitude the day she'd arrived.

 

[Ricter]

Now that it was his turn to listen he would be amazed by her own hindsight, it sounded as if terms like time travel and alternate realities were the norm with her line of work. He couldn't possibly think of an alternate reality or time line in which things changed so drastically that it was impossible to return, for risk of becoming a paradox and no longer existing.

It would seem that she understood this well, and that she also knew that she may never return to her original time line, which was a saddening thought. She was stuck here, alone, kind of like himself, with not much but her memories and dreams to really connect too, but if she had the power to travel would she try to escape to some place else? Or did she think about staying here, these were questions he wouldn't ask right now.

Once she began to get into more specific instances of what she had done back in her own reality it felt like her affinity for knowing about timelines and 'bad endings' only made him feel like she did come from some kind of story. One in which she managed to break the fourth wall to gain an advantage over the other characters in some way, but here that 'power' seemed uncertain.

"Thank you, Kokonoe." He tried to be respectful to her complements, though he preferred to use Ms. after every address of someone's status, he would instead give a nod as she began to finish her story. Seems like she too had a bit of a tragic past about her, one that he could relate too, which given the air of misery was beginning to flood the ship he would walk over to her and then press his body against her leg.

Given the height he looked and felt like a child, wishing to stay close by his mother, just in this case the weasel wanted to comfort the feline lady and make her feel needed and or wanted in this reality she found herself in. "I hope you feel better about all this Kokonoe, I know the feeling, but maybe this is a better ending for you? At least, I'll try to make it that way."

His bright blue eyes seemed to stare up at her, with a smile and adorable face to boot it was like trying to stop yourself from feeling some semblance of happiness around your pet dog when they knew you were feeling down. Animals had that innate gift of knowing when their human companions were depressed, and tended to rush in just to be big fluffy snuggle pillows to fill that exact void.

The hug didn't last very long before the ships computer would no doubt alert Kokonoe that they were in the area, below they would find that the tree's and jungle atmosphere was as dense and humid as possible. The tropical environment would be all around them while only a few hills and a mountain were in the distance.

Her scanners would alert that the monster she had placed into the computer was near, and just as he was about to go look out what ever windows were present the beast zipped by, trudging along the ground as it seemed like it just had eaten something. Just as large as Ricter mentioned, after his corrections of course, she would notice his description was fairly close and the creature seemed to be heading towards the mountainous areas of the jungle.

"Kokonoe! I think I just saw it down there, um what should we do?" Ricter asked, not knowing if she would like to go on ahead and track it, or maybe hang back and see what it dose since they were in the area already.

 

[Kokonoe]

Kokonoe sighed as Ricter embraced her leg, the hug full of silky fluff; it seemed like all the rage drained from her face as if it was a liquid going down a drain. She rolled her eyes before picking Ricter up so he could hug a little easier. She was too prideful to say thank you, that was for sure "Of course it's better, this way I can send notes to the current me. Have a more relaxed life on a planet that isn't in peril with a friend that actually cares I exist rather than in a government organization in which only the people in Sector 7 care. And I don't think you'd need to try", she poked the weasel in the nose. He never stated that her Father was rather similar to Ricter... minus the fact he wore a hoodie for a cat. Jubei wore no pants unlike the rest of the clan, so she questioned why he wore clothes at all, but her hate was unwarranted towards him with the fact she was only abandoned for her own safety. "At the very least no one seems to be bigoted towards me being a half-beast, which is a huge relief of mind. also... your eyes are way too cute." Seemed she just really needed all that off her chest, at least she could help current Kokonoe.

She'd pet him a little bit before the sensors pulled up the next location, a dense area in which they both felt the humidity making them both more fluffy than usual. "Our fur is going to end up puffing up in this humidity... We will have to land on a sa-" She cut off as the beast was shown on the scanners, looking over to the window to see it for a moment. It seemed fairly slow, the ship staying at a constant flight speed helped a lot.. She began calculating, looking at the facts of it being slow and sluggish currently. She slowed the ship as she got a head, finding a bit of a hole in the rock formation above the ground level to wedge the ship inside. Nearby were several leaves and vines riddling the place to hide the ship from view, a perfect place to keep the ship safe.

"We do both, it seems slow... So we can evade it if it gets brave. We can track it back to it's territory, then go around it somehow to get to our destination. With the size of it, close combat isn't smart... but I can do any range of combat. I doubt that fighting it will be the problem, but others of it's species; though for all I know it could be aggressive towards other of it's own kind saving us some trouble. They don't appear to hunt in groups at all, which makes it easier on us." She would place on her backpack before opening the door, the engines stopped. The whole machine powered down to save power for a return trip, recharging like this was impossible. She jumped and landed right on her feet, she took no damage... Her skeletal structure was different for a humanoid, like a cat her limbs were made to take impacts such as falling. She was basically immune to fall damage, what every video game character seemed to want. From there she tugged a vine which seemed sturdy and pulled it over to the door, seems she didn't want Ricter to jump.

Once the two were together again she'd walk back on course, more silent than usual. She was much harder to hear like this, for a larger creature she'd be that much harder to hear. The creature didn't seem to have any exceptional hearing of the sort, she hid in a bush waiting for it to approach and pass so she could follow it to it's territory. While she waited, she used mud to try to dull her scent, hopefully it'd be enough as she didn't know how good the scent of this giant lizard was. "I hope this plan works, otherwise... we may have to fight it. Don't let your guard down regardless, if you got hurt... I won't think twice to destroying this thing." She stated rather bluntly.