[ Why, yes, that is a squeal one might hear through the jungle. Followed promptly by the exclamation of: ] This is what I get for helping?! I'm not your dinner!

[ Have you ever seen a person climb a tree so fast? Probably not, but that's exactly what Rose is doing. Like something straight out of a Loony Tunes episode she's up to the lowest branch in seconds flat.

If she happens to spot anyone from up above, she'll call out to them, ]

Hey! Help a lady out? You look way more capable at taking out those things than me.

[ In reality, Rose is perfectly capable. More than, even. But she has to try and keep up appearances at least a little bit. Just an average damsel in distress, nothing to see here. ]

[ She thought she'd be safe away from the mission where she'd done more harm than good. Wrong. The bugs are a beautiful glittering rainbow of color that she help but drawn to. Rose is especially interested in the the fiery bugs more than anything. And, apparently, they're drawn to her as well. It only takes a few bites before she's high tailing it away from them. It doesn't take long for the effects to settle under her skin and make her blood start boiling. ]

Everything in this world wants to kill and/or eat me! Stupid fucking jungle, stupid fucking new world, stupid fu- [ That last expletive is cut off as she trips over something she hadn't seen in her angry haze. The blond squeaks, slipping back onto her butt.

What comes out her mouth after that is better left to the imagination though it would definitely be bleeped out on TV. It's punctuated with a loud growl of frustration and face in her hands.

It probably doesn't help matters that she's fuming over the fact she's also feeling... something she hasn't ever to such a degree. Lust. It's lust. Why is she horny right now, of all times? It's just making her that much angrier, poor repressed thing. ]