soulping ([personal profile] soulping) wrote2015-11-01 10:12 am

TIAMAT

[When you come to, you find yourself locked in a small, cramped, antique elevator. One wall is covered with a large, ornate mirror, and a chandelier hangs above your head. The doors are made of metal and shut very, very tightly. The lights are off.]

[You hear two familiar voices echo distantly in your mind]

LET ME GO, Ǧ̲̖̩̞̣̲̌Ĩ͎R̞̩͎̝̍L̹̳̫̾͛Ȉ͙͈̬͐͒ͭ̄̌̊E̥̥̓ͨ!

I won't let you hurt them!

[Before you have time to say anything, the elevator suddenly jolts, before it begins to plummet. Your heart drops to the pit of your stomach as you fall, fall, fall, and then. . .]

[Suddenly it stops. You're thrown off balance, possibly to the point of where you crash into a wall or a nearby neighbor. All is silent]
shiroganeheir: (eye on you)

Re: FLOOR 3463 (the team elevator floor)

[personal profile] shiroganeheir 2015-11-01 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Right with you, Ochre.

[She takes a breath and falls in step beside him for now.]

I... do not like this situation much myself.
tatsumi_textiles: (right no)

Re: FLOOR 3463 (the team elevator floor)

[personal profile] tatsumi_textiles 2015-11-01 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[As the group starts running, Ochre keeps his eyes on the ground ahead of him, instead of the pictures round them]

Could be worse.

Least we ain't bein' chased.
shiroganeheir: (Not a Game)

Re: FLOOR 3463 (the team elevator floor)

[personal profile] shiroganeheir 2015-11-01 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't say that. It just tempts fate.

[Lapis sighs, trying not to glance around them, but still trying to keep tabs on the light and what is in front of them.]