>Composure: regained
Instead of panicking like some silly little PANSY, Gavan kept his head clear and focused on getting out of this really random and dangerous situation. Channeling all of his MAN POWER into his arms, gavan swam through the swirling mass of sand to the nearest tree that had been knocked into the churching sediment. He strained upwards and got a grip on the uprooted tree's bark, and hefted himself up using some gratuitous manergy.
*Drained one
Man Point *TESTOSTOMETER slightly emptied. You are now
SUB-GNARLY!
"Oh man I lost one of...those things," The rowdy canadian commented offhandedly, wobbling a bit as he stood up on the tree. "Hey Sprixite! SPRIX! Where you at?!"
"over here! hurry!! Gavan whirled around to see his Sprixite frantically hovering over the strange circular slab. Sand had started flowing from underneath it, and the device had somehow been detached from the ground (if it had ever been fastened there in the first place?) and was now slowly sinking into the sand sea that had overtaken the area. The sprixite was just flipping the fuck out about this, and dove beneath the sand on hot pursuit of the transporter.
"Sprix, what are you DOING?!" He yelled, still atop the tree. "...Oh man, that thing must be really important! Alright, WAIT UP FOR ME! I'LL SAVE YOU SPRIXY!"
Without another thought, Gavan dove off of the tree and back into the churning miasma of sand. Moments later, the tree sunk as well, unable to stay buoyant as the area continued to fill up with vast volumes of sediment. Gavan swam as hard as he could, able to make out the Sprixite's glowing form beneath the surface. He took a huge breath and let the movement of the sand pull him under. Like a boss, he kept swimming down. The weight of the sand above him was intense, and there was no way he would be able to get out of here if this didn't work. Groping forward, he grabbed the spherical Sprixite with one hand, while the other made contact with the flat face of the
transporter.
ZAP! With a blast of pure white light, Gavan and his Sprixite companion vanished....

Gavan opened his eyes. He was on his backside in another forested grove. Feeling a blunt hardness on his back, he shifted around to see that he was laying on top of an identical transporter slab thing. He sat up and grumbled. Either he made it out of that sandy tomb alive or this was the lamest heaven ever. A faint, reddish light was glowing at the end of the only path ahead of him.
"hey! let me go we need to keep going come onnnnnnn!"Oh oops," Gavan said. The sprixite was still clenched in his hand, its muffled voice trying to pierce through Gavan's manly grip. He released the annoying little fairy.
"come on slowpoke! your SPECIAL ITEM is right down here! follow me!">follow?
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please stop that right now