OOC: I really didn't want to start, but now that whizz has posted, I feel better. Also, whizz, you can't just jump into the water, the trench is in the middle of the ocean. I'll fix it my having us all get onto a boat though.
IC: *H. Newman*
After traveling for a very long time, almost a full day, we're finally at the Marinas Trench. Deepest part of the ocean, nearby Japan and the like. We had to transfer over to a seaplane, and now we're all on a shoddy oceanliner or something. It seems to be positioned here permanently.
We're receiving a briefing, but I'm not paying attention. I know about places like this anyway, due to my massive stash or useless trivia. So I say nothing, and start to daydream. If I find anything, I can just call it out on the radio, but from what I've gathered, I won't be doing most of the looking. I'll have to stay on the submarine they've arranged for the descent, but one of the guys just decided to jump in. We'll descend faster than he can, so maybe he'll end up hitching a ride on our currents. Or maybe he'll create an undertow for us, as from what I can tell, he manipulates water. I don't know, I wasn't listening.
I feel pretty useless, after all, I'm almost always rendered immobile after I boost someones power. Sure, I can still move and stuff, but it's easier to sleep. I ought to train, but what of it. I suppose I could always go out later by creatively boosting one of my own bodily functions. That never turns out well though.
We're on the sub now, and it'l take awhile to reach the point where we have to stop. Even then, we won't be particularly deep. At most, 1000 feet, although I suppose the institute might have something that allows them to go a bit deeper, but not much. And even then, the trench is six or seven miles deep. We'd still have a way to go, so I assume this mission is a bust.
Only time will tell, and I decide to take a nap to save up on my energy as we descend, remembering to take note if I can feel pressure changes in here. Probably not, a navy guy once said that the pressure changes are opposite of that of an airplane anyway.
That actually wakes me up. I wouldn't want to get nitrogen narcosis, I hope the people thought this out all the way. And going from an airplane to a sub? I think I can feel the walls closing in. Who knew I was claustrophobic. I go over and touch the drug guy, Mark, and go out like a light.
OOC: Even longer! And some info on the trench, for those too lazy to do research