Ulta - small ways from Gehenna, woodsy area.

Ulta had somehow managed to acquire a suitably long, thick stick of wood, and was shaping it with his sword, somehow. He had had himself and Kiara stop their movements for the day a while ago, and had begun work almost immediately, lost in the wood. It wasn't actually that the Venusian had found one suitable piece of wood - but many. He'd marked an X on several and tossed them into a pile to be turned into firewood already. UltaFlame was careful - and more than a little of his Venus Psynergy had gone into both testing and creating his staff. But the Venusian wasn't satisfied yet. He slid his hand down the staff, Psynegy glowing and shaping the wood, smoothing it out.

It would take a long time, and this staff probably wouldn't be the last he'd attempt, but UltaFlame liked his staves well-made. A proper Quarterstaff wouldn't be easily sliced through, and wouldn't easily break. It was tough to find wood like that just anywhere, and then having it keep was another difficulty in itself.

Kiara - outside camp, small clearing in the woods.

Kiara couldn't possibly see their adventure getting done fast. Or done at all. Searching for a Djinn? And more than that, a Mercury or Mars Djinn, specifically? What were they to do, force one from it's Adept? Or did Ulta's 'Madam Sunruner' expect them just to grow on trees, or from stalks, or sprout from the Kraden-damned muddy earth every freaking time it rained?! Kiara didn't know. But she knew she wouldn't be able to return to Mars without beind hounded until she was properly forgotten, By both UltaFlame, the fool Venusian with a Martian-implicative name, or the Lunarian freaking Head Artificer. To get this adventure over and done with as fast as was possible, Kiara was practicing.

She like big, flashy explosions when she fought. Burst-type psynergy was her area of specialty, though she dabbled in other sorts of psynergy. When it came to fights, though, she found herself mostly relying upon her swords. She carried two of them, and they were no mere threat in her hands, as, unlike most in the world, she was able to wield either sword with any hand with equivalent skill. But if she was to have this adventure end fast, she'd need a particular Psynergy that was no easy task to learn, or so she thought, despite that there was a variation for damned-nearly every single Clan.

Kiara wanted to learn how to teleport. And so, that's what she was doing. She was calming herself, meditating, and trying to figure out the intricacies of Martian Teleportation. That first night, things weren't going well.