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Posted: Sun May 11, 2014 8:35 am
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[ LOBBY ]
Lobby, lobby. Where was the lobby? Having walked around the entire basement, the wolpertinger knew that it wasn't there. The PA announcement had said that somebody had opened the doors to the lobby, however, and he could only assume that it meant that the lobby was the way out.
He had bounded up the stairs to the main floor with ease, and was now jogging along it's main hallway, to it's end, his ears swiveling in that direction as he saw an open door, and could hear voices talking on the other side.
At least one was familiar, and he skidded to a stop at the doorframe, listening in for just a few seconds before stepping inside to frigidly cold air, his skin breaking out in goosebumps as his ears went back.
"Vut is going on, here?" He looked between the two boils in the room, Llyr and somebody else that he didn't really recognize. "Vhich vun opened door?" He asked, though he could guess, by the sense of urgency and upset in Llyr's tone before he had walked in.
"Who vas just leaving us here alone, vithout vord or plan made? Thought ve vere figuring these things out." He gave a pointed glare to the boil he didn't know, before red eyes lifted, noticing now the words painted above the doors.
"Fully Vise Four...." He said, out loud, staring at the letters. A puzzle? It seemed like it probably was, the words making no sense as they were.
"...Vait." He held up his hand. "Don't leave, not until figuring...." He continued to stare, months upon months of word puzzling rearranging the letters in his head.
He frowned, and then spoke out loud again. "You Vill Suffer...?"
Inventory: B-6 Key, E Key, 2 X band-aids, 1 X matches, 1 X scalpels, 1 X scalpel blades, 1 bag glowing mushrooms. HP: 32/40
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2014 9:47 am
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 4:22 am
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[ LOBBY ]
Everything was in place.
The towel that contained most of her belongings was hugged tightly to her chest, and even as Marzena made her way up her stairs, she somehow accidentally bumped her injured arm into a wall. Hissing out a curse word, her fingers tightened into a fist, making sure the key hidden within the bandages would be safe, at the very least.
But she was still bleeding, and her carelessness had brought fresh blood to the surface of her skin, causing it to seep through her bandages.
She hadn't had time to replace them right now.
She arrived just in time to hear the last few sentences that Aurel had uttered. People waiting to be killed because of us.
Had they, too, been approached with the same offer?
Marzena took a deep breath as she stepped forward, surveying the boils before her who she presumed, with the exception of Llyrendil, held the remaining keys.
"So," She said quietly, swaying somewhat unsteadily on her feet. "What's the plan? We need to figure out where we're going and how we will find out way back, won't w--" And then dizziness seemed to overtake her and squeezing her eyes shut, she crumpled to the ground.
Inventory: E key (hidden in bandages around her arm), bandages x2, towel containing: Main floor map, bone, stick, bandaids x2, torchlight, scalpel, scalpel blades, syringe HP: 20/40
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 7:27 am
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[ LOBBY ]
"I am not just going to leave!" Brenley growled, pushing at Llyr's hand with a bit more force. The lie came easier this time, or maybe his promises just flowed more freely the closer they edged toward the truth. Had they remained alone, he might have thrown a punch despite the presence of the pole pruner, but Mathias' arrival dampened all hope of getting out mostly undetected, and it only got worse when the others showed up soon after.
"I never agreed to anything like that," he said to the wolpertinger, struggling to clear the growing hysteria from his voice as he turned to Aurel next. "And who is this Amrita? We were told there were thirteen. If he has everyone we care about locked up in this place, then who's to say he isn't lying about everything else, including what's beyond those doors? I earned this key, and I'm not—"
The reaper suddenly fell silent as Marzena entered the lobby. Here was one of the few who had been there before he had accepted that terrible offer and everything had turned on its ear. Even though he hadn't known her prior to waking up in the chapel, he trusted her more than these others. Bren pulled away from Llyr, drawn to her quiet voice and the fact that she hadn't yet denied him his right to escape.
And then she fell.
"Marzena?" he said, awkwardly laying a hand on her shoulder after rushing to her side. He didn't have any more bandages, and while he thought to offer her one of his hospital gowns, they were all that stood between him and the chill of the room and he preferred to keep them until the moment they became absolutely necessary.
HP: 32/40 Inventory: main floor map, broken chair leg, flashlight, five hospital gowns, exit key
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 7:38 am
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[ LOBBY ]
Mathias' arrival was one thing, and so was the antlered boil - but Marzena's was entirely another, Llyr's eyes widening as she stepped into the room, swaying as though she were injured. His gaze was drawn to the red staining her arm - a terrible, bright scarlet red that seemed angry and harsh in the dim lighting of the room.
And then she collapsed and Llyr made a strangled sort of noise in the back of his throat, running towards her. He knelt beside her, and reached out to touch her arm, his expression pained, his chest tight.
And then he turned to look at Brenley beside him, and the look in Llyr's eyes was surprisingly fiery, his complexion paling.
"You were just going to leave us. You were going to leave her here to die, just like you were leaving Amphi."
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Inventory: x1 NOPE key, x1 pole pruner, x1 Pachua feathers HP: 23 / 30
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 8:57 am
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[ LOBBY ]
"I'll be fine." She ground out. Marzena had never been one for showing her weaknesses. Out of all of them, she was the only ghoul so far in the room, and seemed pathetically human, in comparison to horns and wings and chains... "I probably just need to replace these bandages."
Perhaps she could have defused the situation. Pointed out that there was no use quarreling between themselves, not when they had twenty-four hour time bomb on the shoulders of those who held the keys to the doors to their freedom. One that was hidden right in her bandages, and one she was not about to reveal now lest Aurel accuse her of killing someone for a key.
But at least she had a witness as to how she acquired hers. Why he thought that, she did not know, and only had her deep suspicions, but a heated quarrel would certainly draw the attention of those watching them.
A hand reached out to Llyrendil, clasping his wrist. And then it seemed that another spasm of pain coursed through her and she leaned forward, onto his shoulder, burying her face into the nook of his shoulder.
Marzena Adriatico was not a clumsy person. The 'accidental' fumble of her feet causing her elbow to ram right into the wall had been deliberate; the gears in her head had started moving right when the Fracs had dangled her skin right in front of her in an attempt to manipulate her.
She was a selkie, yes. And selkies had a deep connection with their pelt, especially when it was so connected with their natural form, and also, their freedom. And there had been many tales of how human men had managed to keep selkie lovers by their side by keeping their skin hostage, hidden and locked away.
Marzena had always loathed these tales. The situation she had been forced into reminded her of those exact stories, and she was not someone that obeyed orders willingly. It was something her father would attest to; she had always been the most rebellious and butted heads with him in more than one occasion, voice rising in anger because he had never thought of her as capable in his eyes...
"Do you trust me?" She whispered softly, in a strangled whisper. There were eyes and ears everywhere. She had thought that maybe, if she made use of her injury, she could draw someone closer without raising much suspicion.
What she hadn't anticipated was that it really did hurt, and she winced. She would just have to replace the bandages when they were done.
Inventory: E key (hidden in bandages around her arm), bandages x2, towel containing: Main floor map, bone, stick, bandaids x2, torchlight, scalpel, scalpel blades, syringe HP: 20/40
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 9:48 am
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[ LOBBY ]
"What part of 'sending someone back' don't you understand?" he hissed, eyes narrowing at the nix. He stood, oblivious to the conspiratorial whispering that followed, his glare transferring easily to the other demon. "How are you going to determine who possesses these traits you feel are so important? Everyone is lying!"
He was shaking, but whether it was from anger, fear, or cold even Brenley couldn't tell. The sight of Pachua lying motionless, pliers piercing his throat, rose in his mind, and the boil's fingers curled so violently into his palms that his short nails drew blood. "And what I did to earn my freedom is none of your business."
HP: 32/40 Inventory: main floor map, broken chair leg, flashlight, five hospital gowns, exit key
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 11:33 am
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Mathias was still staring at the words painted on the wall above the door when the others arrived. First, Aurel, who Mathias turned towards and offered a small smile, before reaching up and rubbing at his face.
You Will Suffer....
Was it a warning for anybody who tried to leave, letting them all know that all that awaited on the other side were more trials? Really, how bad could it be compared to here? It was one of those situations where they were damned if they did, and damned if they didn't. He had intended on giving his key to somebody else, preferably Llyr, since he knew the boil could at least carry a message back to the school for him if nothing else....
Another arrival, this time a ghoul, so Mathias found himself carefully making sure he didn't look directly at her when she entered. She seemed more quiet now, less snarly and snarky then earlier, and within moments, it seemed that she was also causing some alarm among the others, as Mathias could see her legs collapse beneath her as she fell to the floor.
He quickly looked away, back to the doors, all while listening to the others speak.
He was quickly beginning to tire of the boil known as Brenley.
"Fine, did not agree but vould still be villing to risk lives of everyone for sake of vun self. Am understanding now, that you are coward." Mathias's hands were balled into fists, his claws digging into the palms of his hands.
Aurel's words caught the wolpertingers attention next, and Mathias's eyes widened. Others here? Loved ones? Could it be true? He remembered his moment with Gregory, and gave his head a shake. "Vas likely trick, Aurel." It needed to just be a trick, and Mathias needed to convince himself of that.
As for the killing....
"I found key for exit. Assuming that is vut "E" is standing for. No killing vas necessary." He looked to Brenley next. "Just a machine, vun that turned parts into Fear. I put parts in, and key vas left behind vhen all vas done." His eyes narrowed into a glare at Brenley next.
"Am not lying. Am trustvorthy, and honest, vhich is more then saying for you, coward. Do not be calling me liar again." His last words were said in a low growl, his ears folding back as his lip was pulled back from his teeth.
And then, suddenly, he was straightening, his ears perking back up and swiveling towards the hallway.
"....Vut is that?"
Inventory: B-6 Key, E Key, 2 X band-aids, 1 X matches, 1 X scalpels, 1 X scalpel blades, 1 bag glowing mushrooms. HP: 32/40
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 8:13 pm
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 8:18 pm
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2014 10:35 am
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[ LOBBY ]
He had no idea who Brenley was yelling at or what the antlered boil was trying to accuse him of, Llyr's attention focused on Marzena. She looked gravely pale, but at least she was speaking and at least she seemed to know who she was and where she was. Llyr lifted his hand to help her to her feet, but her fingers wrapped around his wrist and then suddenly she had fallen against him. He was kneeling, but the action made him stumble a little, his legs tangling in his own robes as panic welled in his throat.
"Marzena?" Llyr asked worriedly, his hands grasping her arms (gently), his expression one of anxiety. "Marzena, are you all right? Are you well? Marzena..."
He heard a whisper, low and rough in his ear, spoken against the skin of his neck so that it was muffled and barely audible. Llyr blinked slowly, tilting his head and slanting his gaze down towards her, and he could see the look in her eyes; not a vacant, pained look, as he'd feared, but one of determination.
"Yes?" he answered her, just as quietly, confusion lacing the single word. "Yes," Llyr said, a little more decisively. He glanced around the room, frowning slightly.
"Where...where is everyone else?" he asked, and his fingers curled around the pole pruner in his hand.
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Inventory: x1 NOPE key, x1 pole pruner, x1 Pachua feathers HP: 23 / 30
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