towerofanimus | Something Unexpected

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Something Unexpected

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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[There is nothing hidden before him.

As Sephiroth moves, the corridor appears to begin to twist. Not the path--the path remains straight while the actual hallway twists. Sephiroth will find himself walking on what was the wall a few moments ago.]

Perhaps it is but I've seen more of what can happen here than you know.

[He moves with Sephiroth, avoiding getting too close and bothering the man. The twisting corridor surprises Legolas, frowning and looking further down the hall. Sometimes letting his elf-eyes see was convenient.]

Hold on, let me try something.

[He hated wasting an arrow, each one hand crafted by himself for his bow. This was as good a cause as any though and he could try to recover it later. That said, he released the arrow and let it fly down the hall. Perhaps it might reveal something before they venture too much farther.]

[The arrow embeds itself in the air several yards away.]

[Well he can't very well argue with that Legolas, and besides from your wider attack range you might (just might!) see something he misses. So it's time to accept he has somewhat of a team mate in this little adventure.]

True enough.

[It would be fairly blind of Sephiroth not to notice the way the corridor twists around him as he walks down it but until Legolas called out to hold he might well have just kept going. The next second the arrow whizzed past him down the hallway.

Well now wasn't that something. Helpful elf after all. Sephiroth stares at the arrow apparently lodged in thin air for a few moments before lowering Masamune a little. Hm, if the arrow could fly straight.]

Well played. Let's see.

[One black feathered wing erupts from Sephiroth's shoulder and with that well practiced flying act his feet leave the floor to just hover not even a foot off the floor. Most of the feathered mutation spread out around that right side so as not to scrape any side of the corridor. He wills himself forward only a single wingbeat, looking around intently to see if the hallway still twists. Better to test before following that arrow.]

[He better get used to idea of more than just one "teammate"; Riku is slowly following after the two of them, left hand stuffed into his coat, right hand clenched tightly around his Keyblade - they are on enemy territory after all, the deepest he has ever been in the year and some he's been in this place.

He presses his lips together as he watches them test the twisting corridor, but says nothing for the moment; it's better to wait and see on this... and involve himself if it seems necessary (or use the distraction and venture of on his own; he is certainly not above that).]

[The corridor continues to twist at least for the short distance Sephiroth travels.]

[Legolas' ear twitches at the sound of another joining them but he doesn't glance back, carefully eying the stuck arrow and looking for anything that might have stopped it or been there. In all honesty, he had actually been expecting something to leap out in reaction to the arrow but this was equally helpful.]

What are you-

[Oh... Oh! Stumbling back a couple steps at the appearance of the wing. That was something entirely new to him, something he hadn't imagined. Sure, he'd ridden on the back of a giant eagle but this not anything like that.]

[Ok, slightly disappointed but proven all the same; twisting corridor seems to be in direct response to their movement forward into it and is nothing to do with them physically putting feet on the path. Sephiroth lowers himself to the floor again. He doesn't dismiss that wing though, only folds it back some; you never know.]

Hmph.

[Hearing additional movement behind, he looks back for a second from the arrow to regard Riku. So now they are three. At least the newcomer has, well some sort of weapon. It's only a fleeting look though before attention is set back on the path before them; clearly the twisting corridor is an illusion they are just going to have to be aware of.

That in mind, a few more guarded steps forward and he might be able to reach with the tip of Masamune the area where the arrow had lodged. He'd stretch, but he wasn't going to over-exert such a maneuver - he ~~hoped~~ could easily dodge backwards if something reacted.]

[The tunnel turns sharply--and impossibly, for standard physics.]

[Riku just raises an eyebrow at the sudden turn of the tunnel - the impossibility of it really doesn't bother him all that much.]

...Interesting.

[That's definitely always an appropriate (though polite) expression of whatever was going on in this place. He turns his gaze down to his Keyblade, then shoots the wall a speculative look.

Maybe it wouldn't be that bad an idea to leave a mark behind. Just in case this turned out to be some kind of maze.]

[He's more curious about the sudden turn than the others but remains quiet. Better to explore and learn as they go rather than question about how something is possible. After all, he'd died several times and woke up the next morning without a mark.

Walking forward, Legolas retrieves his arrow but doesn't place it back in his quiver. He'd rather have it read in case something else comes up.]

Let's move on before they find out we're here.

[That's one word for it Riku. Sephiroth smirks to himself at the comment but doesn't look back again. With a path that might twist and turn in any given direction at it's own will, it was important for him to keep eyes forward. What would happen if a sudden turn faced them suddenly with a monster after all!

Besides, they were accompanying him - he didn't ask for them to come along. Sephiroth wasn't going to keep stopping and looking back as if for opinions every time they came across something strange. Legolas is right in essence; there is no way of telling how long it would be before the Tower figured out they'd all managed to get down here.

And so, taking the sharp illogical turn in his stride. Sephiroth continued to lead the group down the pathway.]

[Riku makes a quiet noise of agreement at Legolas' words, quickly flipping Way to the Dawn in his hand, before slashing quickly at the wall, hoping to leave behind some of the x-shaped mark he's been aiming for at least.

He throws only a quick glance at the result before he follows after the other two. It's better to stick together for now, probably.]

[The path dips now, steeply enough that anyone not paying careful attention to their footing is likely to end up sliding or falling down the incline rather than walking. Either way, the corridor ends at a heavy metal door. It is not locked; the lights are off.]

[Walking forward with them, the sudden dip almost sent Legolas sliding down. If it weren't for his quick reflexes, he'd have gone quickly and been made an example of. If anything was down there.

Right now, he desperately wished that he had some hithlain to tie against something. It would slow their descent, give them something to help them back up.]

Let me go first.

[Haldir would probably kill him if he found out about this, but an elf could keep better footing here than most other races. And he doesn't wait, already heading down to the door and drawing his arrow back.]

[It's a good job Sephiroth is paying maybe too-much attention to the pathway before them then. Even so, he hadn't seen it coming. The sudden sharp dip downwards throws his balance forward in the way that missing a step on a staircase might. Good job he didn't dismiss that wing, as it extends out reflexively to immediately assist with re-balancing. Phew.

Sephiroth only lightly keeps his feet on the sharp ramp inclining downwards, preferring to lift and balance himself by telekinetic ability. Staying a few feet back from Legolas as he takes the lead Sephiroth regards the door, noting how heavy it looks and also how it should open. Looks like he'd have to get it anyway. Positioning himself to the side of the door opposite the handle he wraps his off-hand around it to pull it open, lunging backwards with the door for the extra strength if needed and so he wouldn't get caught between door and wall.]

[The door opens to an, at least from the view from the doorway, empty room.]

[Riku leans back just a bit as he follows the other two down, Keyblade kept low; preparing to force it into the ground to break the slide the moment he loses control.

He blinks at the revelation of the empty room, an eyebrow rising.

How anticlimactic.

...That's probably for the better anyways.]

[Anticlimactic indeed.

Since he's in the best position to enter first, he tightens his grip on his bow and the arrow and goes inside, his ears sensitive to any sounds that aren't his companions. Had they found nothing? Was no one here?

He didn't dare say anything aloud though, for fear that it might draw something to them sooner than they are ready for.]

[As soon as Legolas steps into the room, it lights up with screens and monitors. It might be like what stepping into the middle of a computer would be if you could literally step into it. There are thousands of floating screens and input devices. It's hard to tell if any of them can be read--the ones immediately available are in an unknown language, but there are more beyond those to sort through.]

[Sephiroth inclines his head towards the door he's holding open. That's all the sign Riku will get to head inside after Legolas. Unless he'd rather stay out in the bendy corridor.

Afterwards Sephiroth follows them in, trying not to let the heavy door slam shut too much behind them.]

Well now, this is more like it.

[Green eyes dart around the floating pieces of technology briefly assessing any threats. Then, at least for now, sword and wing dissolved into nothing as he goes directly for the nearest screen. What could have been turns into mild irritation quickly though; being that same incomprehensible language.]

[No, thank you - Riku has no desire to stay in that corridor. He enters when he is motioned to, eyebrow staying raised when the room is revealed to be not quite as empty as previously thought.

He steps closer to one of the screens as well, Keyblade still in his grip as he stares at the foreign words... This must be one of the few times where his weapon's translation magic doesn't work for him. Still, he keeps staring for another minute in hope that its effects kick in after all, before taking a step to the keyboard.

There has to be something that's readable between all those files, right?]

[The keyboard floats in midair. Careful examination will reveal it occasionally flickers in and out of understandability.]

[Legolas lowers his weapon, only slightly, and looks around at the screens. Walking further into the room, he looks for one that might be understandable. One in elvish or Westron, perhaps.]

[A quick glance around certifies that the other two have the same idea. Indeed finding anything legible, anything that may give any hint of new information in this room would be enough of a goal for this little field trip. Though attracting their attention with promises like that as some sort of bait seems an equal risk as well.

For this reason, between glancing around on screens and at various other bits of hardware in this room, Sephiroth takes great care to keep his awareness expanded as far out from himself as possible. It would be foolish to think they'll just be allowed to poke around in here forever.]

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