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 Posted: Wed Nov 13, 2013 5:35 am
Solomon made a good sun guardian, letting Nevada tote him around everywhere like she was. But her sense of where to go lead her to cool things like his bro (who was offered another fist-bump).
He watched as everybody started making attempts to open the door, 'Hmmm'ing thoughtfully as he made his own attempt at it.9-3-5
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Posted: Wed Nov 13, 2013 1:11 pm
None of the combinations worked, though the door did rattle a bit, almost ominously. There seemed to be footsteps on the other side of the door - and then a familiar voice - someone shouting perhaps? It was hard to tell.
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Posted: Wed Nov 13, 2013 1:57 pm
Shiloh had followed the others down the monastery, and curiously gathered behind the group at the lock. It seemed like they were trying to input some kind of code, from hints gathered from ominous writing in blood on the wall. He listened as a couple people tried the lock, but it was to no avail, it stayed firmly in place even though the door it was guarding had begun to rattle. There was noise coming from the other side, but Shiloh was busy thinking, and he pushed his way forward as politely as he could, deciding to try his luck. Not that his reasoning was greater than anyone else’s, he just simply thought it couldn’t hurt to try. 5-5-5
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Posted: Wed Nov 13, 2013 2:09 pm
Oh hey, it was Nevada. And Jack. And Duck boots. And Solomon was here too along with maybe a few others he didn't know. "Sup, guys! Whatcha doin?" He didn't know exactly, since he had just been dealing with some raptors and all. But, they seemed to be trying to input a code or something at a very strange door with strange noises coming from behind it. Three numbers. Well, if they hadn't tried it yet, Milo figured it was worth a shot. Why not.
He squeezed himself into the collective and tapped at the buttons after Shiloh did his, trying out the first three number code he could think of; really, he had a whole arsenal he could try if he thought about it, though a lot of them required four like the Mobirates.
7 - 5 - 3
"Na, go, san ~" he sounded out in a slightly robotic voice with each button press ('cause he forgot how the actor said it really, but he remembered the toy's voice).
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Posted: Wed Nov 13, 2013 3:29 pm
The lock made a strange snapping noise, an odd plink, but did not budge. chirigami No go, but close! Try looking at the sum of the numbers wink sammpai No go, but close! Try looking at the sum of the numbers wink
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Posted: Wed Nov 13, 2013 4:13 pm
Acknowledging that Shiloh and Milo had done something that seemed to have almost worked, Lex decided that'd he'd take a shot at the code. He made room for himself and clicked in a new sequence.
0-1-5
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Posted: Wed Nov 13, 2013 4:46 pm
It wasn't just Shiloh and Milo, but the click was famaliar with Solomon too....
"4 - 3 - 5?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 5:53 am
Solomon's brow knitted behind his visor (Hey, there were other people there now, so he'd put it back down. Sorry, Nev.) and tried again.
9-4-2
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 12:41 pm
Nevada wasn't upset when she heard the visor go down...
Instead she elbowed him gently in the stomach.
"Thank god, I think my powers were waning Solomon." She teased.
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 7:59 pm
Gale was frowning by now. "The bloody hell," he muttered, tugging uselessly at the lock. He stood beside the pink haired one and the visored bloke, the former he was relatively sure was called Shiloh and the latter who he thought he had heard called Solomon.
"Still no luck," Gale grunted, and tried himself.
1-5-3
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 11:00 pm
The lock clicked, and then, it felt like someone was shoving everyone aside. A figure, created only by the absence of people and dust around it, was slowly rotating the lock digits. Each number moved deliberately.
5 - 3 - 6
When it was done, the lock simply dissolved, the door swinging wide open. Everything flashed an angry red, too bright to stare at as the whispers grew louder. The room itself began to shake, the hallways, corridors, things moving and falling with loud bangs, until it seemed that everything that collapsed around them-
- And then it was warm. And then it was bright.
"Hey!"
Someone was looking at them in concern. A Hunter. A Sun Hunter to be exact, someone with an entirely unfamiliar face slinging an unfamiliar weapon. Instead of being back at the door, all the trainees (and Gale) were right inside the Lighthouse Portal, which looked for some reason, like it was about to fall apart any second, though thankfully one the portals was working. Another Hunter of an unknown face stood nearby as well, concerned, weapon summoned. They kept on peering out of the Lighthouse, for some reason.
"Well," said the nameless Sun Hunter, "how did it go. Did you guys get the thing" They paused, and then nodded curtly to Gale. "Sir."
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 6:12 am
He'd barely managed a glance down at Gale when the door had started to do it's own thing, to his surprise. Had they just gotten to the end of the horror movie where it was a surprise out of the blue that the building was actually a sentient deathtrap?
And then they weren't in it anymore.
"Wait, what just happened?"
Solomon was really confused.
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 3:48 pm
:Well s**t-" Would have been Lex's words, had he the time to speak before the angry red and the whispers began to flood in on them, drowning them in the rage of whatever was on the other side of the door.
Then there was a Sun Hunter, regarding Gale as 'sir.' Lex's head twitched to the side. Very peculiar...
"I'm with you on that one, Solomon."
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 6:07 pm
Whoa what wat whoa. Who was the invisible dude moving the lock--
--No wait, nevermind. More important things to be thinking about, like the fact that they had somehow transported back to Deus? Alarm bells went off in her head as she cast a look about, both to take in the scenery and to find familiar faces. Red lights were never good. Semi sentient blood was definitely never good.
"Hi! Um, what thing exactly?" Stormy ventured, blinking at the Sun hunter. Maybe striking up conversation would be best before the pair of unknown hunters caught onto their confusion? Her hand rested on her hip casually, close to the barrier dagger under her coat. "There were some mutant raptors and a funny fog door . . ."
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 7:31 pm
Chel had been playing with some rocks in the back, bored out of her mind at the lock problem. Things like that really weren't her forte. She'd stick with Rocky and Stone thanks.
Then everything went really bright, really dark, then really bright again. She sighed, wondering if the whole "bright lights" thing was going to be a regular occurrence in her new life.
"Oooh. Came all this way for a thing. Real serious stuff," she said, clacking the stones together once more and blowing her bangs out of her face. She looked to Nevada, who at some point she'd definitely convened with. "You think this is gonna take much longer?"
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