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I'm grabbing honeyed vines [Closed]

Who: Muffet, Chip, The Knight, Grimm, and The Drifter.
What: Harvesting honey from these beehives.
When: At various points from the tenth onward.
Where: Nuidan, the bee houses.
Warnings: None, unless you really don't like bugs.

[Muffet had chosen the beehives as her task to assist Harv with early on, but she suspected that others might like to benefit as well, and had been pleased to find a small group of volunteers when she made an offer over the network.]

[The weather is pleasant as she approaches the hives, surveying them thoughtfully.]

So, does anyone have any questions before we start? We probably ought to plan this out a bit, first...

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[Chip is...questionably prepared for this. They've taken every bit of clothing they have and put it on in a sort of make-shift bee suit, with the 'warmest' clothing on top to hold it all in, and to top it off they've taken some scraps of cloth and essentially mummified their head with it, leaving their eyes, half their nose, and about a third of their hair still exposed.]

[Ain't no bees gonna sting THEM.]

Um, I know where they keep the honey, but I don't know how you're supposed to get it out...

[ The Knight has eschewed all proper safety precautions, because they're immediately struck by how small these hives are. This is not their usual experience with bees.

It's usually...a lot more violent, to be honest. They were kind of expecting combat? But no, this doesn't appear to be the case.

They sheathe their sword, after a moment, and then look at Chip, walking over to reach up as far as they can to tug on their friend's fashionable new wrappings. Why are they all wrapped up like that? ]

[The Drifter is pretty much...covered by default, which is ideal. As far as the child's apparent proclivity to take after a drifter's traditional garb and wrap themself up just as throughly, the Drifter cannot say.]

where do they keep honey

[Muffet was wondering why the Knight had their nail out, but it seemed rude to ask. Besides, after everything the last island was, she certainly wouldn't judge them for being worried about something dangerous turning up.]

In the honeycomb, if I recall correctly- those little structures made of wax. I'm not entirely certain how one withdraws it, but I believe I've heard something about smoke calming them down and making them more passive...

[Well if smoke is required then it is a good thing they brought along the one who commanded fire. Grimm is dressed no differently then usual but the Grimmchild is perched on the Troupe Master's shoulder, curiously watching the current going-ons.

Grimm did share similar thoughts on this matter with the Knight, that it is strange there is no combat to be found. But it is a good thing as well to have a day without it after Umui.]

I am capable of creating fire so smoke should not be hard to acquire when needed.

I saw a bit of it on TV once--the honeycomb is all in a frame thing in the boxes! The beekeepers pulled 'em out and took it...somewhere?

[It had been a story on the news, so they hadn't paid that much attention, but now they're sorely wishing they had. Maybe then they'd have known about the smoke thing, too.]

Maybe you just break it out...? The bees can fix the wax part, right?

[Muffet looks dubious.]

I think we should try to avoid damaging the structure or harming the bees as much as we can- Harv might not be terribly happy with us if we harmed them. Perhaps we should examine the hives to see if there's any parts that appear removable?

[ The Knight is listening intently to all this very thoughtful and calm discussion about how to best tackle the problems of the beehives, and then somewhere along the way they lose interest in listening entirely.

Instead, they wander off towards the hives in order to take a closer look. A few bees drift lazily here and there, and they're temporarily fascinated by how small they are.

They could climb the beehive to get a closer look at what makes it work, how they could possibly get the honey out, but that might damage the housing, with how neglected it looks...

They'll need to be taller, then.

The bees start making much more noise, after a while, a kind of stressed buzzing sound. Anyone who looks over at the sudden increase in volume will see the Knight, now six foot tall and sitting cross-legged on the ground, curiously sliding a honeycomb-laden frame out of one of the beehives.

The fact that they're surrounded by bees who don't seem too pleased with their inquisitive nature appears not to bother them in the slightest. It...it might bother everyone else, though.

But look, they figured out how these beehives work!! ]

[The Drifter does not do well with simply standing about and waiting. Their plans tend to involve very little actual preparation beforehand, culminating in the act of simply bull-rushing what needs doing and doing it in the simplest and most direct fashion possible. The issue, of course, is that this will hardly work very well when the task that needs doing is one that would not benefit from being hacked to pieces.]

[They can register the pitched whine of bees who do not care very much for having their hives taken apart. Their head goes to one side, inquisitive, and they advance to regard the frame with undivided focus. The folds of their clothing are too heavy for the presence of agitated insects to bother them, and so they are safely disregarded.]

[Instead, they point at the combs, gooey with crystalline excess.]

will need jars

[Unlike his two silent companions, Grimm was fine with standing and waiting for instructions. Oh, he certainly threw caution to the wind as he reveled in battle but for the rest of the Grimm Troupe's death-defying tricks required careful preparation least someone lose a limb or a tent is burned down. Hypothetically.

The whine of angry bees causes the Grimmchild to take shelter in the folds of the Troupe Master's cloak, peering out at the spectacle their predecessor's partner has caused. They're curious about the bees but not particularly interested in being stung. Grimm himself is not nearly as covered as Chip and the Drifter, but if the bees begin angling towards him long enough, he could merely teleport out of the way.]

I agree that some jars would be very helpful or else something similar. Muffet, how will smoke be needed to used to calm the bees down?

[Meanwhile, in the less calm corner:]

Aaaaaaa no no no you're gonna get stung--!

[Chip runs over in a panic, trying to swat away the bees from the Knight and Drifter. It's a pretty ineffectual effort, and mostly winds up as Chip waving one arm around wildly while their free arm is used as a shield for their face. If they were thinking they might realize that they're the most vulnerable of all three, but...well.]

[They're doing their best.]

I did bring one of the containers I normally use for water with me, that should be enough to harvest some of it while we try to find more jars-

[Muffet looks over at the mess their younger teammates are getting into and blinks.]

Oh dear...

[This is why she wanted to have a plan, guys.]

Chip, I wouldn't recommend swatting like that, it might agitate them. [An aside, to Grimm:] Ah, I believe just lighting a small bundle of sticks or grass and wafting the smoke in the direction helps. Like a torch, but we need to avoid getting it too close so the heat doesn't harm them. [Please tell her you have fire magic, she's never had a knack for it.]

[Grimm knows the Knight's biology may make the stings less effective that the bugs may wish it would, but perhaps this will succeed better with everyone on task.

He addresses Muffet first.]

I am capable of producing flames so gathering some smoke shall be simply a matter of finding sticks and grass to burn. But first, perhaps we shall deal with our friends. Knight, if you would remove your charm please...

[If they choose to listen to Grimm he will pick them up to move the child of Void away from the angry bees unless they get up and walk away on their own. If the stings bother him, he does not say.]

Excellent, I'll see what I can manage.

[Muffet's long since learned how to make good use of her extra hands for multitasking, absently plucking various bits of dry plants and grasses up from the undergrowth and braiding them together into a long torch as she moves.]

[ They look over at Grimm's voice, and the swift change in their body language is unmistakably sheepish. They don't need to speak to convey what's clearly the feeling of "Oops."

They place the frame where it's more easily accessible before removing their charm, as he asks; immediately becoming much smaller and leaving a swarm of confused bees behind. They're entirely docile in allowing themselves to be picked up and moved away by the Troupe Master; it's a comical contrast to their normal liveliness. ]

[Hey, look, it's fine. The idea was to not harm the bees, and while they might not be happy about this entire debacle, they certainly aren't damaged, which is for the best. Right? Right?]

[The Drifter instead settles for trying to usher Chip away from the confused buzzing. Probably best not to make things worse, now.]

[Chip flinches a little bit at Muffet's instruction, but they aren't as tripped up by it as they might have been. Instead of wincing and apologizing they just whine and allow themself to be guided away from the cloud. A few bees follow them and Chip swats at them again.]

Leave me alone! Stupid!

[Huffing, they look up at Drifter with worry--they're mostly covered just like Chip is, but...]

Did you get stung?

[The Drifter merely blinks, once, the sole indication of their confusion that the child would be concerned as to their well-being.]

not very

[...or rather, if they did, they certainly haven't noticed it. The raised lump of a bee-sting is a more common hurt, and one that does not stand out from the same dull, chronic ache that suffuses their body all hours of the day. But they do point to their mantle, adjusting it slightly - it did protect them from the worst of it, after all.]

keep covered

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