[Dark World Event] || [Infiltration Plot] || [Closed] || [3/3]

[great_king_of_evil]

Characters: The characters who got recruited to hack the elevator or infiltrate the administrative floors. Look at the tags.
Setting: The Cafeteria-- Then the Elevator and the Administrative Floors.
Format: Action most likely.
Summary: Ganondorf's true plan begins. While the annoying administrators and the heroic heroes are busy dealing with the "Dark World" controlled by Richtofen, Ganondorf and Repliku, Naoya has freedom to hack into the Elevator System and the Team led by Nesir can then use it to infiltrate the lower floors undetected. They will then divide into two teams to cover as much field as possible. Quite obviously this won't end so well.

The official purpose of the mission is to find the Control Room of the tower and the Exit Door mentioned by Ruana long ago, with the ultimate objective being to take over the control room. The truth is that it's a suicide mission with as only purpose to gather intel on the truth and how to take over the tower's control systems.

Warnings: Nearly all characters here are deeply anchored into the Dark Side-- Probably only Ryoji isn't. And the odds to meet one of the administrators while in the lower floors are pretty high, so all the warnings?


Contacted Characters
All characters meant to come will have somehow been contacted and told to come- By either Ganondorf, Naoya, Sephiroth or Nesir. Indeed, each of them will either have been directly contacted in person or will have received a mail in their mailbox (or in their dorm if they have no mailbox just yet).

The transmitted message pretty simple, to come down to the Cafeteria floor, March 5th before mid-day if they have enough of the tower and want to take things in hand personally. There are no particular instructions, except that they must not fear death or the administrators if they decide to the Cafeteria. And obviously, utmost secrecy has to be kept.


• Mingle // Briefing
• Elevator | Team Alpha // Team Omega

Comments

Re: Administrative Floor (??) || Team Alpha

[neverbeamemory]

[Now there might be reason for him to manifest Masamune. It was only a quick flick of the wrist as Sephiroth enters the door right behind Nesir, the silver edge extending seamlessly from nothing, to a hilt in his tight fist, following the edge of the back of his arm and the point ending above his head height. Magical it may seem, to avoid even slicing a single lock of silver hair.

Eyes forward and around the hallway they enter.]

[isthatashortjoke]

[Veigar followed the group at a steady pace, Black Torch in hand and keeping his trinkets within grasp in case he needed one of their particular activations at a moment's notice.

He seemed eager enough and her eyes seemed to have brightened up with power as he looked around and stayed alert for anything that might prove useful, especially what they were looking for and any kind of danger.]

[neverwrong]

[Mello crept along behind them, gun in hand, scrutinizing the hallway carefully. At least two of the others on his team were clearly more powerful than a normal human, so it made sense to let them act as the first line of defense in the event that something should happen. That was what he kept telling himself as he forced himself to walk slowly, despite the fact that every muscle in his body was screaming at him to rush ahead.

He craned his neck up and looked around the walls and ceiling, searching for anything that might act as a security system or something of the like.]

[culbutiri]

[She raised an eyebrow, where did that sword come from? It was the longest sword she had seen, thinner than any she had seen in the temple.

She looked to Veigar noting the objects in his hand, she already had guessed he was a magic user, and Mello had a gun, a weapon Nesir knew only a little about from what she had learned so far, yet knew to be powerful. She kept looking around her as she walked down the corridor, silently and smoothly.]

[neverbeamemory]

[Well at least all of their skill sets seem to have been considered when the teams were selected. As much as Sephiroth is a lone warrior by nature, he's intelligent enough to appreciate the advantages of both short and longer range attacks across the group.

Nesir with daggers, short-range melee. Veigar; had-to-be magus-type - all those trinkets had to be foci of some sort. Mello; firearms - though judging only by his somewhat dainty physical appearance, wouldn't hold up much of a fight if caught up close. This in mind, Sephiroth considers hanging back and covering the behind of the group but that thought doesn't last long. He must be near the front where he trusts his own eyes and instincts over anyone else's. Though on a much more of an understanding level with Nesir, Sephiroth doesn't trust easily

So he continues to follow Nesir in second-place, Masamune tucked in close to his arm and his stance always so slightly spread and ready for any attack or defense that might be needed.]

[animusnpcs]

[The hallway extends straight out in front of the door as far as the eye can see. It is empty save for the lights.]

[culbutiri]

[Nesir walks down it, looking around for dangers and any possible doors on either side. She was still deep in the emptiness attuned to the movements of the three following her, and alert for any other signs of movement.]

[isthatashortjoke]

[Hmm, kind of barren for what it's supposed to be... Veigar thought to himself. He figured there's be plenty of obstacles along the way, but so far it seems like a rather straight to the point, in and out mission.

While his priority was the success of the mission, he'd have to say he was a bit unimpressed. Yet, he continued forth with what needed to be done, following in between the others.]

[neverwrong]

[Mello nibbles on his lower lip, keeping his eyes peeled for anything that might stand out. It's so barren, so empty, that he can't help but feel suspicious.

Finally, he has to break the silence.]

It's empty. [His words are spoken softly, so as not to draw unnecessary attention to their group.] There's a risk of setting off traps if we go any faster, but this pace is...

[He trails off. It's clear by the tone of his voice that he doesn't want to be moving so slowly.]

[neverbeamemory]

[It's quickly noted after a few more steps that the this Hallway isn't leading them anywhere. This is terribly reminiscent of Sephiroth's previous venture down here, when the corridor had ended up bending and turning in ways it shouldn't be able to.

Though he's not about to be drawn into any sense of security and so he refrains from informing the others, lest it turn out different this time. He keeps a close eye on Nesir, covering from his position as second in the line by double checking all of the details as they proceeded down the endless Hallway.

He looks back over his shoulder at Mello when he comments. He was right enough, but it's not Sephiroth's call to dictate the pace at which they should go. He'd probably be playing it as safe as Nesir is considering.]

[culbutiri]

[Nesir had been playing it safe but she picked up the pace a little.] You do all be telling me if it do be too fast, do no be more than two paces behind the person in front of you.

[isthatashortjoke]

We should have acquired a scout with detection capabilities... [Veigar finally spoke with a huff. While careful calculation was more his style, he wasn't one to enjoy a snail's pace so he was glad that someone mentioned it and it was taken into consideration.]

This just feels like a well hidden spider's web waiting to be triggered...

[animusnpcs]

[The sound of an extra pair of footsteps trails just half a second behind the steps of everyone else. They echo much louder than any other sound in the hallway.

Turning to look will reveal nothing.]

[neverwrong]

[Mello notices the sound immediately. He turns around, lifting his gun out of reflex, but he sees nothing there. He stands still for a few seconds, then starts to walk away again, though he keeps his head turned toward where the sound came from.]

You guys heard that, right..?

[neverbeamemory]

Spoke too soon. [Looks like despite all of their sneaking, said spiderweb may have been triggered.

Of course he heard it, it was much louder footstep sound than any of them had produced. Would produce indeed, being so careful in advancing this hallway.

Sephiroth pauses for a moment, but only looks slightly over his shoulder towards Mello - after all he would have been the first to see anything had there been anything there. Common rule of survival: be prepared.]

Yes, you aren't hearing things. [Sephiroth continues to carefully advance down the Hallway, keeping eyes on walls, those lights, the way forward. What a failure indeed, if their presence here has already been discovered.]

[culbutiri]

[Nesir turned, seeing nothing behind them yet hearing the footsteps. She looked around, listening for any other sounds. It was possibly some kind of trap, trying to get them to panic and she stayed in the emptiness, calm and watchful.] Be keeping vigilant.

[isthatashortjoke]

I heard it... [Veigar began as he continued his pace, eyes lighting up with a flare of power.] Though I cannot feel it anymore...

We're definitely being watched then? Or is it simply a trick...

[In any case, he knew better than to underestimate an opponent. He could gloat after he had obliterated them. He'd be on guard.]

[animusnpcs]

[The path before the group has become darker. The lights flicker at odd intervals.

The footsteps cease, but there is the distinct sound of breathing. It is impossible to tell what direction it's coming from; it almost sounds like the hallway itself is breathing.]

[culbutiri]

[She looked around, glaring at the walls for breathing. Were they breathing? Walls shouldn't be able to, yet it was coming from all around them.] Do anybody be having light magic... [A pause] or fire... >small>[She hopes no one has fire, as useful as it would be]

(hopping in here before I have to sleep)

[neverbeamemory]

Could be either, could be both.

[Sephiroth answers Veigar before the lights flickered. His gaze drawn upwards, suspicious until the lights stabilize again, though noted now - by the flickering, that everything has grown significantly darker as they have carried on. His grip around Masamune's hilt tightens as the breathing sound from all around starts up, heavily resisting the urge to look around to try and locate the source.

It feels to him like this is all just trying to wind them up but who is to say? He simply shakes his head silently at Nesir's inquiry about a light source. No magic here.]

[adorably_evilish]

[Veigar nodded at Sephiroth, it really could be both and much more... He'd dealt with enough madness to know that the possibilities were limiteless.

At Nessir's inquiry, Veigar flexed his grip on his Black Torch and it came to life. Even though the flame was pitch black, it emanated an eerie glow that allowed them to see better in darkness, without attracting too much attention to them.]

Thread carefully...

[neverwrong]

[Mello is wary, but he doesn't let it show. He glares at the hallway, as if trying to intimidate whatever it is that's breathing. He doesn't have any magic to use, of course, so he just sticks close to Veigar to see where he's going.]

They're just trying to psych us out. Don't let it get to you.

[culbutiri]

[Nesir nodded at Veigar, he seemed to be the only natural magic user in the group. She followed it's light, trying not to worry about the breathing corridor.]

[animusnpcs]

[Their footsteps start to sound suspiciously wet, though the floor seems dry upon inspection.

The lights flicker down briefly. When they come back up, a black sludge coats the floor and splatters the walls. This lasts only a second. The hallway appears clean with the next flicker of the lights.

The sound of breathing is still steady.]

[neverbeamemory]

[Obviously Mello. This Tower by it's very nature tries to psyche people out. Sephiroth doesn't answer or make any noise in response though, just slipped in a little behind Veigar so that we could keep a better eye on the shadows outside of the range of the light source. Sephiroth needs the room to defend with his sword if it came to that.

The soggy sounds in the last few foot falls, upon a quick inspection of the floor convinced Sephiroth of the obvious illusion trick going on. He had turned his senses up a touch in the meantime as the need to try and determine reality became more apparent but then lights flicked again. For just the blink of an eye, as his sight adjusted there was black sludge, then clean again in another flick.]

I wonder, what is the illusion.