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

[warriorscribe]

*Like telling that group pounding on the door to stop...*

...They'll be killed...

*Enoch's voice is hardly above a whisper.

But Shion seems to be moving on and Enoch doesn't want to separate any more. He moves along with her.*

[animusnpcs]

[As they pass over the machine, they'll see the other side of the conveyor belt that carries used bodies--it goes into a room on this side of the machine. There's a staircase that leads down to the floor, next to the door in question.]

[uzuki]

[Shion didn't even hear Enoch, and she continued on, down the stairs and to the door. Where she would try to enter it.]

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch attempts to catch up to Shion - what's she doing, they all knew they were intruders here and, well...

He puts a hand on her shoulder.*

Wait. Be more cautious. We're intruding here, and...I'd expect their 'retrieval units' to be fully rested here.

[uzuki]

[She kept her volume low, but her voice was still urgent, and a little angry.]

Sneaking around didn't really help us the first time, did it? Besides, I'm tired of all this. We shouldn't have to be sneaking around here in the first place. If this is all for out benefit, or to save us, they should have been open with all of this in the first place!

[warriorscribe]

Clearly, someone on this side thinks the same, and he cannot reveal it normally. We must have been invited down here to see this. We can't put our host's invitation to waste - remember that they can tamper with our memories. If we're caught...

[uzuki]

...Fine.

[She sighed, but she didn't make a move to rush at the door again, at least.]

But if there are more of what we faced before, taking it slow isn't going to help anything.

[warriorscribe]

Right. If we're caught, we'll run. But for now...let's open the door slowly so as not to alarm anyone.

*Not that they can outrun retrieval units; they moved quickly even when woken early, but...it was worth at least trying to outwit them if it came to that.*

[animusnpcs]

[There are only worker units inside, and as they remain unstartled by any sudden intrusions, they don't deviate from their task. Their task is simple: they are taking the bodies apart, sorting out the pieces into various bins. Skin shaved off, limbs dropped inside one place whole or a multitude of places in pieces.

There is a label inside stating this room's function: recycling center.]

[lighthousediving]

They're...

[Felix was suddenly very uncomfortable in his own body, but he wasn't too keen on figuring out the method to get out of this.]

How can they do this?

[uzuki]

[When she realized what was going on in front of them, Shion clamped her hand over her mouth. More out of surprise, and maybe to stop herself from making a sound, than anything else. She looked away quickly, and after a moment she spoke quietly.]

I don't know, but we should keep going.

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch rubbed his arm a little self consciously, though he doesn't seem nearly as uncomfortable as Felix does. Shock, perhaps, or the calm afforded by reasonable foreknowledge because of his little guess. Honestly, Jason had hinted at this in the little gathering after the visitors from Hinoto-Ri had arrived, but...seeing it was something else entirely.*

...These bodies are constructs. Golems of flesh and bone instead of mud and clay. *That much had been obvious after seeing the soul extraction, but...the soul extraction tied everything together. They were still themselves.*

...I don't think they can rescue our original bodies - or for that matter, revive them should they die.

*A hand on each of his companion's shoulders (Felix's was a little odd because Enoch was holding Sheba's staff in that hand).*

Our souls are true. We are ourselves, and they go to the effort of crafting these bodies to look and feel like our own.

*At Shion's suggestion, he nodded.* I think we've seen enough here. Should we return and wait for the rest?

*The rest that weren't the group that was trying to break down that door, at least...*

[uzuki]

Alright...

[She was still angry, but she was really conflicted over most of it. As much as she wanted answers, or confrontation, she really wanted to talk to Allen more. And getting away from the disgusting recycling room would be a plus as well. She she headed back toward the stairs.]

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch let his hand slip from Felix's shoulder. The next limb that was skinned before his eyes got a flinch and a shiver and he turned to follow Shion, abruptly.

Being a construct didn't lessen the memory of that pain, and the strength that came from looking after others and searching for knowledge wasn't bulletproof.*

[lighthousediving]

[When Felix had to shut his eyes to keep himself from retching at yet another body piece being split into its basic pieces, he realized the suggestion was right and nodded. His voice was strained as he spoke.]

We've seen enough here. Let's go.