Raven had quickly, and quietly gotten the hell out of the way when Ms Ryke had indicated she wanted to play with Cyper... who was she to stand in the way of another womans' idea of a good time?
However getting out of the way had involved a bit of back tracking, and then a more circular rout to the vehicle where she figured the remaining members of the opposing team were waiting... well she hoped they were there, otherwise they could all end up just wandering around in this stupid mist for the next few days playing marco-polo xp
Jumping across trenches, and rusted metal bulwarks the redhead made it close enough to the truck again... keeping well out of the way of her embattled teammates.... to try calling out, if she remembered correctly the nice fellow she had fought in the tavern a few years back should be there.
The mist drifted away enough for her to get a good look at the truck, and the surfboard impaling the front of it, causing Hono'o to glance down as she pressed a hand to her forehead in exasperation... she knew the surfboard.... shed last seen it being flung into the great beyond, along with her team captain, from a catapult a few minutes earlier. But where was the slime?
"Oh dear... "