Something Unexpected

[animusmods]

Characters: characters selected to go into the elevator
Setting: the admin levels
Format: any
Summary: The admin elevator has been left open, its destination preprogrammed. Where is it going to take you?
Warnings: general horror warnings for now

The elevator doesn't announce itself when its doors slide open. There's no alarm, no message to be found about it. It sits open and waits for anyone curious enough to enter. There's a barrier on it that locks out anyone without a collar, and it isn't going to stay long, but aside from that there appears to be no security. There's nothing stopping someone--or multiple someones--from climbing into the elevator and going down.

Where's it going? Who knows.

Hub Area
A lounge area with sofas and chairs. It's large enough to hold the entire group, constructed similarly to the dorm rooms, and is connected to five doors.

Door One
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Door Two
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Door Three
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Door Four
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Door Five
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Comments

[sageprincess]

[A look of sympathy crosses her face, and then she nods.]

We are in agreement, then. Any chance at gaining some kind of information is a chance we must take.

Be prepared to use it - there are powerful monsters down there as well, if I recall correctly.

[cullscuttlefish]

I agree completely.

[Feferi nods.]

I've trained with one since I was old enough to hold it properly. It was part and parcel of growing up royalty. I'm prepared to use it and to do whatever it takes to make sure whatever information is there comes out.

WOW I MISSED THIS TAG I'm sorry ;A;

[sageprincess]

My, I wish I had been taught such skills so early on. It would have made things much easier.

[Not that a ten year old would have been able to do much of anything against Ganondorf, but it would have relieved the need to learn on the go.]

That makes two of us. We will figure out what is going on here, somehow.

don't even worry about it <3333

[cullscuttlefish]

I wish it was simply for protection's sake. Succession is a bloody affair back at home. Learning the double-trident, the preferred weapon of the royal line, is just another unavoidable part of the whole thing. But in the end, it served its porpoise.

[Feferi frowns a little, but she shakes it off. All of that is gone now, as is her life at home. She accepted that ages ago, and it's for the better.]

I'm shore of it. One way or anotter.