[OPEN] it's your choice if you choose

[thebigsister]

Characters: Eleanor Lamb & YOU!
Setting: Anywhere you want!
Format: Action, but I'll match you.
Summary: Eleanor is, as usual, doing rounds around the Tower.
Warnings: None unless you manage to piss her off?

[You're likely to hear her coming before you see her. Eleanor moves around at a lazy pace, footsteps heavy to match the image of the boots she's wearing. There's something deeply familiar and comforting in moving that way, it reminds her of her Father and his lumbering figure guarding her steps. It's the least she can do, she thinks, considering the suit she was given, to try and share that comfort with the other poor souls stuck in the Tower.

So there she goes, quiet and unhurried, up and down the stairs, sometimes going into the floors, some times passing by without a word.

Just another day in hell, right?]

Comments

[fusedstars]

If there was, others would have taken it, assuming they knew a way back to their own world. [And assuming these scientists really weren't lying.]

[thebigsister]

People come and go, sometimes. You can't discard the possibility just because it's very slim.

[fusedstars]

I doubt a single person can slip through the defenses of this tower without being caught. Considering they were able to abduct us without anyone recalling it, it's doubtful one being, no matter how powerful, just escapes.

[If that were the case, this tower would have fallen long ago.]