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It's very dark.
Not completely dark. There are a few lights, sickly greenish-white, left, to give a little bit of illumination, and they light up the flow of water in the most interesting ways. It's a circular room, clearly deep underground, with a massive hole in the centre through which water crashes down. The railings are broken in several places. There are two doors there, and around each, an array of monitors, screens and machinery, all brand new.
Guppy and Will have been laid out on two blankets, on either side of the pit, and left there, at least until they wake up.
Not completely dark. There are a few lights, sickly greenish-white, left, to give a little bit of illumination, and they light up the flow of water in the most interesting ways. It's a circular room, clearly deep underground, with a massive hole in the centre through which water crashes down. The railings are broken in several places. There are two doors there, and around each, an array of monitors, screens and machinery, all brand new.
Guppy and Will have been laid out on two blankets, on either side of the pit, and left there, at least until they wake up.
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Date: 2009-03-17 09:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-17 09:22 pm (UTC)He tosses the third rail out of the door first, to see if anything happens to it, before stepping out.
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Date: 2009-03-17 09:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-17 09:26 pm (UTC)"Just run an 'it whate'er ye see."
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Date: 2009-03-17 09:29 pm (UTC)"Remember what I said about mazes? We can't get lost if we always turn left. But since we might not be able to get to all the dead ends, we should try and mark which way we went at each junction."
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Date: 2009-03-17 09:35 pm (UTC)With a screech, Will uses the rail to scratch on the wall,
"These will work an understand na losin' each other but tis bloody 'ard to fight when ye're 'oldin' someone's 'and. If ye're 'fraid o'losin' me, take 'old o'me arm."
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Date: 2009-03-17 09:37 pm (UTC)Which is probably not too much of a good thing, considering there are several gangling, greyish-yellow things with big teeth skittering down the stairs towards them.
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Date: 2009-03-17 09:49 pm (UTC)He doesn't try to tackle them actually on the stairs; instead he waits for them to get to the bottom and makes a ferocious noise like a lion roaring at them. He then charges, leaps and stabs the first one through the back with his railing as he comes down.
"You're scheduled for surgery." he snarls at the scary thing.
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Date: 2009-03-17 09:49 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-03-17 09:54 pm (UTC)He smacks the creature a second time, right in the teeth.
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Date: 2009-03-17 09:55 pm (UTC)Will just keeps hitting, at least they go down easily.
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Date: 2009-03-17 10:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-17 10:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-17 10:18 pm (UTC)"Come on, na payin' 'ttention us, let's keep goin'."
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Date: 2009-03-17 10:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-17 10:26 pm (UTC)"We need to check for traps." he says to Will. "In case there's anything that would set the lift off. Can you see how we can get the chains off?"
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Date: 2009-03-17 10:30 pm (UTC)Will sets the rail down and peers down over the edge,
"Atton, ye 'wake?"
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Date: 2009-03-17 10:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-17 10:36 pm (UTC)Guppy rummages through his kit bag for something suitable and finds a swiss army knife.
"Can you hold onto me so I can lean across without touching the lift?"
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Date: 2009-03-17 10:37 pm (UTC)Will leans down and unties the blindfold, its a stretch but he knows how hard it is to not being to see where you are,
"Atton, we're goin' to get ye out o'this."
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Date: 2009-03-17 10:39 pm (UTC)"Ah. Kriff. Could y'free my legs?"
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Date: 2009-03-17 10:43 pm (UTC)He'd offer to do it the other way around, but he's not sure he's strong enough to hold Will.
He gets his swiss army knife and tries to pick the lock, then spots a rusty bit and tries carefully wedging his knife in it without getting Atton's leg.
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Date: 2009-03-17 10:48 pm (UTC)no subject
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