TIAMAT

[soulping]

[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]

Comments

[shiroganeheir]

Sorry!

[She tries to get up, a bit shakily, the fire still in her hand.]

I don't think I'm usually this clumsy.

[tatsumi_textiles]

[Slides to a stop beside her, and grabs her hand]

Don't worry about it, just come on!

[shiroganeheir]

[She reaches over and takes his hand. Another time, she probably would have blushed, but for now, she just clings to his hand and holds the fire out with her other.]

Right. I'm sorry.

[tatsumi_textiles]

[Now that he's got a hold of her, he's off again, sending out another (somewhat) useless Mazio in their wake]

Let's just get outta here and then worry 'bout that.