001 ‡ Beware of those who's eyes shine blue

[subject1]

Characters: Selene and you!
Setting: Room 1-03, then various locations in the Tower. Your choice.
Format: Action, but I will follow whatever it is you wish to do.
Summary: Selene is new to the Tower, so come and say hello!
Warnings: Language, possible gore, definitely a chance of blood. Anything else will be edited in.


[Room 1-03]
[Waking up in a strange room was not something most people were used to. In fact, most people would have likely freaked out because of this. She, on the other hand, kept her cool, moving once the paralysis had worn off.]

[She sat up, slowly looking over the room. Three other beds, aside from her own, all with trunks at the ends. She questioned the meaning of this arrangement, but decided best to get out of there.]

[Quickly, she popped open the trunk at the foot of her bed, and began to undress. She was pleased to see her own wardrobe in front of her. She rather not walk around in a ridiculous white suit.]

[Once dressed, jacket and all, she took hold of one of the blood sacks and quickly drank from it. Best have her strength in a place so unfamiliar to her.]



[Anywhere and Everywhere]
[Once in the hallways and on the floors, she keeps to the shadows as best she can, avoiding unnecessary confrontation. Some floors, however, it cannot be helped, which only cause to fuel her frustration.]

Comments

[vipassi]

There could be other ways of watching - or something concealed. [Depending on what this place was and where... and what the masters were - some forms of scrying would be a possibility, and he knew of a few ways to hide surveillance devices without obvious cameras.]

[He does shift weight to lean on the trident, although it seems to be a casual gesture.] I wouldn't assume the collars are the only restriction until there's a visible, survivable exit. [The cobblestone floor seemed to open on air ... but depending on how high up they were, it might be useless.] And with the fluid moving in the collar, I haven't felt like testing removing it just yet... [His free hand did go to run a finger along the tubing self-consciously.] At least not without a clue what failsafes there might be.

[subject1]

[ Even she had to admit, she wasn't about ready to find out either. ]

Whoever brought us here would likely have a fail-safe for the fluid. Why bring us here if they knew we'd likely try to pull these things off? I doubt they want us dying so soon after our arrival.

That's assuming the fluid is used to killed the wearer. It can do something else entirely.

Sadly, even I must agree that I myself don't want to test that theory.

[ She wasn't as scientist after all. Why meddle with something that is in some way science related, when you have no business exploring such things. She's a hunter. She'll hunt whoever put the blasted collars on them in the first place. ]

[vipassi]

Indeed; for all we know, it's related to surviving in this realm. [As half-morbid and happily offhand as it was, it was something he was used to; experiments generally had a purpose, and test subjects that died too easily weren't worth much.]

[And sadly, when that clicked as a "sure identification of what he was dealing with" it'd be a good "useful" flag; as proud as he was of his power, it wasn't oriented as directly - and having someone that could be aimed at targets who was directly oriented was always a benefit.]

I would guess we're both acting on having arrived only recently? [The entire conversation was going in slightly "blind leading the blind" circles.]

[subject1]

[ That it was. She didn't at all mind the change of direction though. Figured that what she knows now is that she will know for a little while. ]

You would guess correctly.

How long have you been here for?

[vipassi]

Oh... A few hours.

[Yes. Yes he is always this ... special.]