[log] Event: Lavender's Green, Part Two [open]

[snowblindmods]

Characters: everyone
Location: mysterious, white hallways
Date: Day 193-194
Summary: Find friends. Get lost. Don't look.
Warnings: Potential for gore and psychological horror. Please note any specific warnings in your subject lines!

While confusingly similar, the area is split into a few different sections:

The Core
The hallways here are narrow and twist at a rapid rate. With how dazzlingly white everything is, it's easy to not realize you're coming on a turn and slam right into the walls. There are no rooms here--no one starts here, though they may find it while they wander. At the center is a large, round area, like the center of a spiral. There's a lot of air pressure here.

The Inner Hallways
The largest area, filled with dead ends, gentle slopes and twists, and, occasionally, difficult-to-see drops where a higher hallway intersects with a lower one without a wall to separate them. The whole place tastes vaguely like blood. Most rooms are here--most people start here.

The Outer Hallways
The outer ring of the ball of yarn. It's not as thick with halls and twists as the other two areas, leading to a lot more boring walking in one direction. It's totally possible to circle around the same path multiple times without realizing it, as everything is so similar here. Occasionally, footsteps can be heard just outside the farthest walls. Sometimes, something breathes. There are a few rooms here--some people will start here.


Remember to note what kind of eyes your character has in their top level!

Comments

[devoutish]

Feel like sharing, mate?

[advanced]

You first.

Have you made up yet?

[devoutish]

Not really, no.

[advanced]

You want to break him?

[devoutish]

Not having me as a friend isn't gonna break him.

[advanced]

I know.

But you've made the condition of your friendship something that would break him. All men have a limit. You don't have to like it, or agree with it, but you accept it if you have any respect for him.

[devoutish]

If what he said is true, then I do not have a shred of respect for him.

[advanced]

And you'd respect him more if he bent all his morals just to please you?

[devoutish]

I would not want him to do it just to please me. No. I'd want him to be a fucking man and realize that he cannot always expect to keep his hands clean, especially considering the line of work he's in.

[He gives Bucky a glance.]

Is now really the time to be having this talk?

[advanced]

That's not being a man, you're being a child about this and stamping your feet because you're not getting your own way.

[He frowns, voice level.]

Every man has a line he won't cross. If that's cold-blooded murder, then that's okay, that's his choice. It takes more of a man to stand up for what he believes in, than to crumble under pressure. You don't respect him, fine, tell him straight that friendship is out of the question now.

[devoutish]

Bucky.

[He snaps.]

Now is not the fucking time.

[advanced]

Why not?

[He gestures to the corridors briefly.]

We could be walking for hours looking for a way out, you don't think there's time to talk?

[devoutish]

Because we should be focused, not distracted. We're in an unfamiliar place, right, where anything couple happen, and your naiveté makes me feel ill.

[advanced]

[Naiveté? Bucky almost snorts with amusement.]

You think I'm not aware of everything around me? I'm always aware.

[devoutish]

Yeah. That, I believe.

But this sort of talk isn't helping things.

[advanced]

Fine. Just think about what I said; forgive him or don't, that's your choice, but give him the respect of making a choice.

[That's the last he'll say on the subject.]

[devoutish]

I am capable of a good number of things, but I cannot take away someone's decision-making skills.

[advanced]

[He just grunts in acknowledgement.]

Good, don't ever try.

[devoutish]

I'm not sure you understand the difference between vocal fucking disagreement and taking away choice.

[advanced]

[It's not worth arguing over, so he just lapses into silence.

He'll stay that way, unless Alfie has anything to say to him, until one of the bizarre twists in the corridors accidentally separate them.]