[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!

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[His jaw clenches, seeing the same insult in that which John had seen. But the Soldier hadn't really been an animal, just like he hadn't been human in the eyes of HYDRA, he was a tool. Literally. An asset, a weapon to be pointed wherever they saw fit.

So it made some twisted sense that those rules didn't apply to him.]

He's right, he doesn't care about human beings at all.

[jumpthegun]

[John turns his glare to Pierce once more.]

You mentioned it into connection to how you were being treated, Mr. Pierce. Please don't play that game. You aren't being recorded. You have he-said/she-said deniability at the moment.

[peacemongering]

[He chewed carefully and slowly, his face still rather uncomfortable from the beating he had taken. At least he hadn't lost a tooth, he thought.]

You clearly don't know what game is being played. Perhaps another time.

[advanced]

[He's being called worse than an animal, and it doesn't get to him as much as other things should. He's not going to go further down this path, though, there is something else that's been weighing on his mind.]

Who's Rebecca?

[Is she even anyone relevant?]

[jumpthegun]

Bucky. [There's warning in John's tone.] We can still ask someone else on that. He just wants to rile you. Don't let him in your head.

[peacemongering]

[What was the price of information? He doubted it would earn him anything, and it also wasn't a subject that he was too concerned about.]

That would be your younger sister.

[advanced]

[He should have listened to John.

His eyes widen in shock, and he feels a twist in his chest at the sharp reminder that he still doesn't have all the pieces of himself back.]

Liar.

[jumpthegun]

Mr. Pierce, if you say another word on this subject, I'll put you in a headlock, myself, and you'll be having another nice little lie down.

[peacemongering]

[Pierce smiled at Watson and shrugged his shoulders. It was no skin off of his nose not divulging any more information on the subject.]

He asked, and I answered. Keep your threats to yourself, Doctor.

[advanced]

[He shifts uncomfortably, trying to dredge up any memory of that name and coming up blank.]

He's right, keep quiet from now on.

[That was his mistake.]

[jumpthegun]

[John bristles visibly at the smile. He's reminded so intensely of Moriarty by this man, of the faux affable manner the consulting criminal had put on, even when he was threatening Sherlock and had John in a vest full of explosives.]

Maybe lie down for your own sake once you're done eating and go to sleep if you don't want it being forced on you again, Mr. Pierce. We'll wake you up when there's news on a way out, I'm sure.

[peacemongering]

I'm quite content to observe.

[There was the point of fact that even while both men were standing perfectly still, they were somehow giving themselves away all the same. He would speak no more on the subject of sister or the Soldier, nor would he speak again. He simply watched and ate.]

[advanced]

[There would be nothing to observe.

Whether or not John joined him in maintaining silence, Bucky would not engage in conversation for the pleasure of Alexander Pierce. He will simply stand and watch, keep guard, until all of a sudden the whole place is dissolving around them and everyone is shooting for the exit.

In the scramble he tries to keep track of Pierce, but the town has other ideas and he ends up back where he was. Alone.]