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Following after the strange... man? Olga presumed it was a man from the rude tone of voice it used. He leapt past her to reach the next floor and bounded to the first door that he came to. Opening it swiftly, he hustled them into the cramped hall that was filled with various junk and other things. While he was waiting for everyone to make their way in the door he pointed towards the room on the left which was not much larger than the entrance to his house. Finding the room filled with couches and chairs, Olga hesatated momentarily, before heading to one of the seats next to the far wall. It was a deep blue with a thick cushion for a seat. A high back and a low seat, just like the one she had at home.Spotting a towel hanging on the wall, she grabbed it and wiped at her gunk covered clothes as best she could before sitting down. She waited as the guide made to speak.

Sable looked around at the odd assortment of funrniture, and found a padded foot stool place at the edge. The fabric was red.. a plush velvet, and she sat upont it almost timidly, as if it were going to grom fangs and consume her at any moment. He posture was strait, and she looked nervous, a flightty bird, ready to take off at the sligtest sound. No on else adresses the small man, so she did so. "W- wh-Where are we?" She refused to make eye contact, and instead stared at the hands folded delicately across her lap. Her speech started lightly, nervously, and slowly grew stronger. "Everything is... wrong. It's nothing like the world I know. Where are the people, and the noise... and the beauty?"

Olga jumped as someone spoke from behind her. Tuning to face the man she quickly found that he had been covered with as much of the "blood" as she had. Wiping the last of it out of her hair as best as she could, she moved to pass the towel to the man, but realized that it wouldn't do much as it was already covered in the gunk. "Wait a second. I think that there's another towel up here." Scaning back over the mound of random junk next to her chair, Olga soon found a similar towel to the one hat she had used and passed it to Victor. "Here, this should be better than the one I used."

((I'm going to wait for SkunkBlossoms before posting as Icar again.))

---Jack Dubois


Unlike everyone else who had randomly put all of their trust in this shady figure that they had just met, Jack was pretty suspicious of this new character. Watching with icy eyes as the rest of the bunch from the elevator sat down comfortably on the couches in the room, he stood and watched, crossing his arms as he speculated everything wrong about this picture. His eyes were glued to the figure for a long while, then passed quickly over the younger man, the lawyer, the woman that he had saved from having her face shredded, and the other younger girl that he had seemingly not noticed when in the elevator, before returning to Icar.

All Jack really wanted was to get back to reality, if that was the case at all; since he was still skeptical. He had had something to get done, and now it was only being set aside until this ridiculous predicament was solved. It seemed he was getting rather impatient with this man who told the lot he would explain things to them, glaring at the silence that persisted. If they were in danger, he wanted it to be eliminated as quickly as possible, and this whole cozy charade was getting irritating. "If there's something we need to know, I'd like to hear it now if it's okay with you," he said, though something in his voice exuded the fact that he didn't care if the.. man was comfortable about it.

((It could be, but we're being creative here. Not everything may go according to what Icar believes. By the way, if anyone has any ideas that they think would be interesting to confuse the hell out of the characters with, fee free to pm.))

Casper hadn't really processed the words that the ...thing was saying. "Spiders in the way..." he mumbled. "Why did we end up here anyway?" Wait... how big are those spiders... that was a disturbingly amount of green gunk at the elevator...



...and then there came a skittering loud banging sound on Icar's door. Whatever was out there was big and had multiple legs. But it didn't just bang on the door. It was banging on the walls as well. Maybe it wasn't aware of Icar's little dwelling. Maybe it was simply annoyed at someone or something.

Shivering violently, Aaron clutched the back of his head, gripping mounds of his hair into his fists as he tumbled down into a fetal position. His teeth chattered, his eyes wide and staring at his cloth-covered thighs. He had been running down a stairwell yet had seemed to just be going higher. He was afraid and desperately wanted to be with his mother. The skittering of another, rather large, spider caused his head to snap his head back up. It found him again. With more tears falling from his eyes and covering already-dried ones, he jumped up. The small boy had spotted a small crevice made by something or another against a wall and darted, not wanting to go through anymore flights of stairs that took him backwards. Squezing in, the spider banged against the wall and door near him. He curled into himself. After a few more terrorizing minutes he let out a scream for his mother that made his dry throat go raw.

lol, hi. biggrin sweatdrop ]]

Sable went shock still. "That's definately NOT a spider." She said, her tone even and a little angry. "There's a Frecking KID out there!!!" She recognized the scremes.. just like her younger brother would scream when he got lost. Terrified, anger, frustraion. "Did a kid come with us?" She asked... then answered her own question with a quick absolute no. "We have to get him... you can;t just leave a kid to die like that."

((sorry for the crapy post.. sort of writers block right now. >.<))