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snowblindrpg2017-01-26 09:36 pm
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[log] do not pass go do not collect $200 [closed]
Characters: Cassel and Adelina.
Location: 117.
Date: 202 morning and on.
Summary: Staying put was, in fact, the wrong decision.
Warnings: Injury & psychological trauma.
[The door has been locking and unlocking for what seems like ages.
She hasn't gone near it, though she's dumped the contents of her backpack onto the floor, makeshift weapons strewn about in the off chance she'll need one eventually. Her back is against the wall of the room nearest to the door as she watches the steady progress of the snow outside.
When she sees the thing, she stands automatically, trying to get a better look out there. She can't, of course, but she hears the doors unlock a final time, hears that single word echoing across the landscape.
She looks towards Cassel automatically.]
Stay away from the windows.
Location: 117.
Date: 202 morning and on.
Summary: Staying put was, in fact, the wrong decision.
Warnings: Injury & psychological trauma.
[The door has been locking and unlocking for what seems like ages.
She hasn't gone near it, though she's dumped the contents of her backpack onto the floor, makeshift weapons strewn about in the off chance she'll need one eventually. Her back is against the wall of the room nearest to the door as she watches the steady progress of the snow outside.
When she sees the thing, she stands automatically, trying to get a better look out there. She can't, of course, but she hears the doors unlock a final time, hears that single word echoing across the landscape.
She looks towards Cassel automatically.]
Stay away from the windows.
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[It's an automatic response, even as he watches the door warily.]
I don't trust instructions from mysterious ghost robots.
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But be ready to flee if we have to. I don't trust that we're free from danger quite yet.
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[Oops, language. Cassel frowns.]
Sorry.