"Other than the cancer I'm going to get in ten years?" Kaine quips. Despite his words, he doesn't seem to care that the guy lit up. If anything, he was more concerned about the fact the guy's right arm was apparently made of stone. What the hell was this guy supposed to be, anyway?
Kaine crouches low to the ground and leans over the cliff as he peers at the landscape below them. He isn't too worried about placing himself in such a precarious position--thanks to being a clone of Parker, his balance was second to none, and on the offhanded chance he actually happens to lose his balance, he can easily cling to the surface of the cliff and crawl back up.
"Fog. Fog fog and more fog. Oh wait. And trees. Can't forget the trees."
The idea to get up high for a vantage point was a good one, but with all the fog settling in the gully, it seemed like it's for nothing. There's no way he could see anything through that...
And then he has an idea. Still leaning precariously over the edge, he lifts his hands off the ground and reaches up to hold his temples, as if he had been struck by a sudden migraine. He screws his eyes shut, and reaches out, hoping that they're actually--aha! Spiders. He sees through their eyes, feels what they feel, and just like that, the fog is gone in his minds eye.
Just as he begins to get a good idea of what's beneath the fog, something rushes towards one of the spiders he's reaching out to. The thin hairless... thing rushes towards something just beyond the spider's sight, crushing it underfoot without ever seeing it. The shock (and transmitted fear shot back at him by the spider in question) causes him to fall backwards (luckily away from the cliff) and he loses his connection with all of the others.
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Kaine crouches low to the ground and leans over the cliff as he peers at the landscape below them. He isn't too worried about placing himself in such a precarious position--thanks to being a clone of Parker, his balance was second to none, and on the offhanded chance he actually happens to lose his balance, he can easily cling to the surface of the cliff and crawl back up.
"Fog. Fog fog and more fog. Oh wait. And trees. Can't forget the trees."
The idea to get up high for a vantage point was a good one, but with all the fog settling in the gully, it seemed like it's for nothing. There's no way he could see anything through that...
And then he has an idea. Still leaning precariously over the edge, he lifts his hands off the ground and reaches up to hold his temples, as if he had been struck by a sudden migraine. He screws his eyes shut, and reaches out, hoping that they're actually--aha! Spiders. He sees through their eyes, feels what they feel, and just like that, the fog is gone in his minds eye.
Just as he begins to get a good idea of what's beneath the fog, something rushes towards one of the spiders he's reaching out to. The thin hairless... thing rushes towards something just beyond the spider's sight, crushing it underfoot without ever seeing it. The shock (and transmitted fear shot back at him by the spider in question) causes him to fall backwards (luckily away from the cliff) and he loses his connection with all of the others.
"What the fuck was that?!"