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You're hired. Try not to die. (Wyatt and Ridley)

Wyatt sat in front of his desktop computer at his small, second floor studio in the downtown section of the city with an optimistic smile. Work had been slow over the last few months, but as the weather was finally changing, so were the job offers. It was early morning when he'd headed into his studio with the hopes of finding some inspiration. His fingers wrapped around mug as he took a long sip of the hot coffee inside, making a small grimace. Despite having his own Keurig at his office, the diviner somehow managed to screw up the flavor.

His eyes fell back on the promising email from one of his contacts in South America. The magazine editor wanted to take some photos of his models in a real tropical setting instead of a set which was music to his ears. The best part of being a photographer was traveling. The only problem he was having was the need for an assistant. As much as he didn't want one, ever, he knew he was going to need one when he traveled for some of the bigger shoots.

He groaned internally and looked down at his watch. In precisely ten minutes Wyatt had an interview with one of the candidates that had applied for the position. He'd put the ad out a couple of days ago and the few people that did come for the interview were all true amateurs. Wyatt could tell they would never be able to keep up with him on his travels nor get along with his somewhat demanding attitude when it came to his business. If he could do everything himself he would, but it was just impossible with the equipment and time constraints. Speaking of, he needed to find someone asap because they would be leaving by nightfall. No pressure.

Green hues flicking to the large bay window behind him, Wyatt turned his chair around to glance out at the busy street below him. People were moving about as they made their way to work, completely unaware of anything else but the mindless paths they were on. He really appreciated working on his own time when he saw how people could look like cattle. He took another drink of his coffee and nearly spit it out again, until a young woman caught his eye who was heading for the building. It appeared his interview had arrived. His finger slid across the table and pushed the button to let her in, keeping his eye on her the whole time from above and trying to assess if this would even be worth his time. "Maybe she can at least make coffee..."

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Permalink Reply by 0w1k4c5cjxytv on July 17, 2020 at 13:39

Ridley wiped away her tears as she looked at him when he smiled she couldn’t help but smile back at him, he had an addictive smile and for that she was grateful. “Thank you for that.” Ridley didn’t know what it was but she knew she could trust him and when he said he would do what he could to keep her safe she somehow knew he meant what he was saying. Nodding her head to his statements she took a deep breath. “Sorry again for dumping emotions on you.” giving him a soft smile. As Wyatt changed the subject to the job after the job, she let out a sigh and hung onto his every word.

“Okay so camping in the jungle got it.” she nodded still with him on this little endeavour. “Keep Camera’s close to document what we can, as well as my journal.” She nodded again still following what he said no matter his tone. “Hands inside the vehicle at all times.” Ridley gave him a soft smile as she looked at him, she placed her hand on his “We will keep each other safe inside this ride. We have each other’s backs.” Ridley might be new to this type of thing but she was a quick study.

“I will do what you instruct me to do unless I think I see a better way or whatever.” She added patting his hand. “Can I study that Journal again? Just to be as prepared as I can be? What sort of stuff have you encountered in the past? I don’t want to mess this up for either of us.” The Last thing Ridley wanted to do was mess this up and end up getting them both killed for making a small mistake. Right now it sounded like a small mistake could result in something far worse, which she did not want on her conscious.

Ridley had enough on her mind without adding the mistake of killing her new boss by touching something she wasn’t supposed to. Taking the journal from him when he offered it, she flipped through the pages to the right spot rereading all the information she had read a few times since arriving. “I doubt we will have any reception out there so I will write any images we see or take photos, I will be sure the cameras are all fully charged with backup batteries at the ready as well. What about Diviner equipment do we need any of that with us?” She asked softly. “Crystals, herbs anything at all?” She wasn’t sure what she would need to be ready. Heading in the direction of the hotel they had been staying at Ridley had already grasped the concept of direction for the hotel from where they were. Keeping Wyatt’s journal on herself while she took a few more photos on the way back to the hotel.

Once in the room she lay on her bed with his journal and her own jotting down notes in her journal, she smiled softly. Humming to herself while she worked letting Wyatt move around between the two rooms Ridley had left the adjoining doors open while they prepared. “Hey it’s getting close to food time want me to call up room service?” She called out after a few hours had passed by of doing as much research as she could on the Area they were going to. Her laptop was open and she had pulled up images of the area as best as she could.

“Hey, have you seen these?” She called out turning her laptop over to him, to let him see the images she had found of the area. As well as a few photos from inside the temple from others who had ventured into the temple and posted on social media.

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Instar DivinerPermalink Reply by ✓ Wyatt Brookes on July 26, 2020 at 2:30

Wyatt nudged her shoulder gently in response to her apology so she knew he didn't mind at all about her spilling the messy details of her family and its past. They all had their skeletons in the closet, especially when it came to being supernaturals. Somehow, they all seemed to have some trauma in one way or the other. Wyatt realized it just came with the territory long ago and he was naive to think that he wouldn't be a part of that group too for longer than he cared to admit.

"Well, I've been doing this for many, many years and could go on all night about the crazy I've encountered," Wyatt replied to her question as the various trips he'd been on throughout the years began to flash across his memory. "To be honest, in all the places I've been, the hardest things I've recovered are not even in the present day and modern buildings, full of technology. Even if that tech has some spellwork weaved in. It's the ancient places that are the hardest puzzles of all. These diviners from the past were not stupid when they made their temples to keep their culture safe."

He led the way back through town, handing her his notebook with all his research again. "I'll have a satellite phone with us since will be deep in the jungle just in case. Despite all the magic we could conjure up, sometimes a phone to the outside world is still the best thing to have. We'll pack the usual stuff that we might need to use for spells while we're in the temple, but I've learned to expect the unexpected. Sometimes it doesn't matter how much you plan. Sometimes you just have to think on your feet."

When they had made their way back to their rooms, Wyatt double checked they had everything they needed for the shoot, but was more interested in prepping for the journey afterwards. It was good to see Ridley so involved in it as well. He leaned against the door frame that separated their rooms and smirked as he watched her intense expression while flipping back and forth between the pages of his journal. Finding someone he could rely on while he traveled was a long time coming and though they had just met, he could sense she was passionate about the possibilities that lay ahead. "Yes, totally order room service. Make sure to order all the fanciest of desserts. You won't be disappointed."

Some time later and Wyatt watched as the streets below began to get even more crowded as the day stretched on. He let the curtain fall back into place just as their meals came rolling in on the carts. Wyatt took up his platter of food and sat down next to her in the bed, pulling the laptop in his lap to see. The pictures were decades old and had been posted somewhat recently. It seemed others were interested in the lost temple as well, but they weren't diviners and locating it among the dense Amazon had proven difficult since those photos were taken all those years ago. "I have seen them. It was like the temple had been swallowed up by the jungle either on purpose or not. I don't know if someone triggered something there that caused the place to disappear, but when those people went back to explore it further, they said it had just vanished like it was never there." Wyatt grabbed the cheeseburger he ordered and took a large bite, pointing to the screen. "That's what makes this place so fascinating."