Sora gets up slowly, groaning a bit. Ow. Landing on wood, after landing through wood, not fun. Would not repeat. Shaking his head a bit, the brunet looks around. "Where...?"

"This is pretty nice." He whips his head around. Kairi! "Way bigger than our old treehouse, but it looks a lot older too."

"Kairi!" Sora starts to grin, moving to see if he could hold the projection from Kairi's heart before his danger sense goes off. Dodging to his left, Sora rolls back onto his feet and looks to see a leopard land on the wood. Right, now it was time for this. Summoning Lost Memory, he growls back at the jungle cat as they begin to circle each other.

Dammit, he was going to have a nice conversation with Kairi! Stupid cat. Sora rushes in first, watching the overly muscled leopard ready to jump at him. With his much sharper end, the spiky haired boy figured this would end a lot faster than his fights with Heartless. Sora drops into a slide after the leopard pounces, angling his Keyblade upwards and...

Blood in his eye, blood in his eye! Sora wipes at his face quickly before looking up an-SWING AT THE ANGRY YELLOW MISSILE WITH TEETH! AND DON'T GET HIT BY THE CLAWS!

Ugh, more blood on him... Sora is just glad he can wipe it off before it gets in his mouth or nose. A heavy flump sound, followed by some light bubbling, draws his attention away from his blood bath and new wounds. "...whoa. Did, did I just?!"

A heavy sounding landing echoes nearby, and Sora slowly turns to see who came here now. Oh, it was a man in a loincloth... with a spear. "You, kill Sabor!" Surprise was easy to see on his face and hear in his voice, even if the broken English didn't lend itself quite to that manner.

"Uh, yeah. It wa-tss!" Sora looks down at his shoulder. ...crud. He would need to use an elixir on this, hi-potions probably couldn't heal that much muscle damage. Glancing at the muscled spearman, Sora slowly reaches for one of his back pockets to pull out the golden bottle of 'heal everything'. At least he could still hold... no, probably better he let go of Lost Memory for now.

The jungle man gives a start at the weapon disappearing from the boy's grasp, giving Sora long enough to down the elixir and enjoy the taste. The feeling of his muscles, skin and everything in between healing was a little less joyful. Still, while stiff, he wouldn't worry about losing the arm entirely. Storing the bottle for future reuse, Sora watches the spearman move towards the leopard corpse. From one of the jaw halves, he takes two fangs. One he keeps for himself, the other the man hands to Sora, giving some sort of odd grunting sound. "Uh... thanks... Say, have you ever seen of someone named Kairi? Or Riku?"

"Kai-ri... Ri-ku..."

"Guess not... well, do you know where any other people are?" That got a better response, as the man nods and starts to lead Sora out of the treehouse before stopping and looking to him again.

Pressing his hands to his chest, the spearman introduces himself with a smile, "Tarzan. Tarzan, go."

"An' I'm Sora." Grinning at the spearman, the Keyblade Wielder follows him out of the treehouse.

"Dude... that was great! Think I'll have to see if I can do that faster next time." Walking towards the tent after landing in camp, Sora looks around while Tarzan lead him to where a deep voice and a lighter, feminine voice were arguing, an older man trying and failing to mediate between the two. On walking in, the jungleman simply moves to set himself next to an old man in safari wear while his daughter in a slightly ragged skirt that showed off a leg and tank top was trying to tell an older 'gentle'man with a double-barreled rifle slung across his back that "We are NOT here to HUNT, Mister Clayton! So if you would give up on trying to take back a gorilla pelt, we can get on with this research expedition the way it should be!"

"Miss Porter, I'm not saying we go hunt the gorillas. Just that you shouldn't trust this... Tarzan with all of your safety! I and my men-"

"Are. Not. Needed! I understand where your concerns come from and, if I hadn't met Tarzan, I might agree. But that's not the world we live in, Mister Clayton! So please, leave all your firearms, and your men's firearms, in your tents!" The brunette's father looked at her with pride. He was happy she managed to get that sorted out, the way the taller man with graying hair stomped out.

"...Donald, Goofy! Hey!" One duck and dog-man looked to the teenager they'd been trying to find earlier, and happily run to him. Goofy kept up his enthusiastic response before Sora and Donald stopped their handshaking to turn and 'hmph!' at the other for the earlier Gummi Ship crashing. That caused him to lower his head, ears and hat drooping a bit.

"Oh, hello there. You must be the young man they were talking about. It appears you already know Tarzan, so allow me to introduce myself. I'm Jane Porter, and this is my father Archimedes." The old man bids Sora hello. "I'm guessing you three... aren't from anywhere in Africa, are you?"

Sora scratches his head. Two lifetimes, and he still didn't know what an 'Africa' was. "Ah... no. No we're not." He looks to his two animal friends. "How's the Ship?"

"You wrecked it. We're shtuck here for at least two days until we get the go-ahead to be able to ushe it again!"

Sora scratched his head a bit sheepishly at that before bringing his other hand up to join them behind his head, looking to Jane. "You mind if we stay here with you? I don't really know where else we could go, but, just to be sure..."

Archimedes rubs his chin. "Hm... we might need to forage a bit to have the right number of meals for you three on top of ourselves and Tarzan, but... it should work fine. Let me go check our stocks."

As her father leaves, Jane turns back to the outworlders. "We don't have much space, but I'm sure we can accommodate you all. Mm... though I don't think you'll all be able to fit in one tent." Jane leans her weight to one side and crosses her arms. Tarzan and Donald are happy to pay closer attention to her as she thinks.

Sora glances down, but figures he wouldn't need to wait too long before he had Kairi back. ...and who knew how Xion would tease him about this one, if she was keeping tabs...

"Well, I imagine father will be looking into that as well as food while he's out, so there's no reason to make plans just yet." Jane shakes her head a bit, and smiles at the four of them. "How would you all like some tea?"