[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

[howdull]

I said or, clearly you fall into the latter category.

[His chin is magnificent, that's why it doesn't need to be covered with any kind of scruffy facial hair.]

[thewarningafter]

Yeah, well, let me know when you find a trimmer.

[He normally puts quite a lot of time into it, actually. He's just not likely to be able to do anything about it here unless someone else shaves him, and that seems humiliating like a colossal waste of everyone's time.]

Were you going anywhere in particular, or is the plan to just stand there and insult my personal hygiene?

[howdull]

I was...

[Wait, what was he doing? Where was he going? His expression flickers into mild concern, before his mind protects himself by forcing him to think in a different direction.]

...simply stopping to ascertain your identity and state of wellbeing. That done, I will be on my way.

[thewarningafter]

[Stephen's gaze is perhaps too intense in that split second as he waits to see what Sherlock's brain will make of the question -- but there it goes filling in, right on schedule.

The human brain truly is a wonderful thing.

Still, now that he knows what's going on, he feels a certain degree of responsibility for Sherlock's safety.]

I wouldn't mind company, myself.

[howdull]

[He sees that intensity, but it doesn't click into place until the offer. He raises an eyebrow.]

I don't need supervision, Dr. Strange.

[Why would he have concern as a medical professional? That makes no sense, there's nothing wrong with Sherlock at all.]

[thewarningafter]

Of course not.

[Don't cause another meltdown, don't cause another meltdown....

If Stephen can get him talking long enough, maybe Sherlock will assume he actually chose to stick together when he forgets his objection and finds himself still mid-conversation.]

You were looking for John, right?

[howdull]

[It's a good plan, but Sherlock is still an expert at deduction even if he can't remember what's come before.]

Wrong.

[He raises an eyebrow.]

If you find him, tell him to come to the core and be quick about it.

[thewarningafter]

What for?

[Beyond a meeting place, obviously. Has Sherlock figured out something the rest of them haven't? That'd be a real trick considering the state he's in.]

[howdull]

Because otherwise he won't know to meet me there, obviously.

[He's being deliberately obtuse as he turns away.]

Now go away, I have to think.

[thewarningafter]

Sure you do.

[Stephen mutters it to himself rather than to Sherlock. The conversation's slipping away from him; he should find a way to keep it going, stay with Sherlock, but it's becoming abundantly clear that Sherlock isn't going to cooperate even without his full faculties at hand.

He doesn't go away.]

[howdull]

[Sherlock simply begins to stalk away down one of the many corridors of the maze.

If Stephen loses him, then Sherlock won't even realise. If he manages to keep up, eventually he'll look over as if surprised to see someone nearby.]

[thewarningafter]

[Stephen follows him at first, but Sherlock does eventually lose him when Stephen lets him get a bit too far ahead in his efforts not to get his attention and spark yet another repeat conversation about their faces.]