tile run - group 3

[soulping]

( circumstances have conspired to separate those who went into the maze, splitting them into three groups, with each group taking one fork in the road.

a wisp of light guides them forward, gleefully bobbing up and down, slowing down just enough so it doesn't lose those following it, then speeding off around the next corner as soon as they start to catch up. )

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[soulping]

( candy. surely, it can only contain candy. )

[feytality]

[YES]

Told ya guys it'd come in handy!

[soulping]

( no. )

[farkle]

Holding something.

[farkle]

[ goes to... open to that, then. ]

[ladychapels]

[ just because she can think like a Gunsmoke redneck doesn't mean she acts like one, geez!

loping over to the desk, since there's shit like scraps of paper and computers over there. ]

[cottoncandyface]

[ She forgets about the safe as she walks up to the desk, eying the torn piece of paper.]

[soulping]

( the bookmark falls to the floor, but one of the pages - 235 - is also dog-eared to mark its place. )

[unguilded]

There really is a safe...

[hunting]

[Okay fine, I will stop my MASS READING to check out that book and open its page]

[soulping]

( checking out the looseleaf paper on the desk—it talks about an emergency stairwell inside the elevator shaft that was down the other way in the hallway. there’s a hand-written note as well about needing an excessive amount of firepower to get past the heavy-duty metal doors... )

[soulping]

( the bookmark falls to the floor, but one of the pages - 235 - is also dog-eared to mark its place. )

[feytality]

I know my stuff!

[Gonna start investigating though]

[cottoncandyface]

[ She grabs the paper before staring at the computer. ] Does anyone know how to use this thing?

[feytality]

[Let her live]

[ladychapels]

That face, that's the one I'm talking about.

[farkle]

[ ...goes to read page 235, then. ]

[soulping]

( on the computer screen is a vine-style video of a laughing man counting his fingers (but oddly not his thumbs?) and laughing. it’s on a loop, repeating itself over and over.

you also notice there is an UNTITLED.TXT on the start bar. )

[ladychapels]

[ immediately, and, strangely maybe, not without some discomfort, ] Nope.

[soulping]

( there's a hand-written note in there. containing poorly written poems about how much they love nyssa.

from someone named otay. )

[feytality]

What face?

[soulping]

( on the computer screen is a vine-style video of a laughing man counting his fingers (but oddly not his thumbs?) and laughing. it’s on a loop, repeating itself over and over.

you also notice there is an UNTITLED.TXT on the start bar. )

[farkle]

...Does anyone know who Otay is, by chance?

[cottoncandyface]

[ She stares at the screen before shrugging and grabs the notebook on the desk, opening it up. ] ]

[hunting]

[Will read?]