Event: Consolidation Theory, Part Four and Five

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Characters: red-marked characters and their new friends
Location: ???
Date: Morning 354, Morning and Day 355
Summary: A quiet morning and a confusing morning, or maybe they're both, or maybe they're neither.
Warnings: gore, psychological horror, warn for specifics in the subject lines

Part Four OOC Post
Part Five OOC Post

Comments

[warriorscribe]

Of course I have. I should have escaped it when gravity said I ought to, but I certainly felt myself hit something mid-leap.

[There's a thunk behind him as Enoch hits the floor after flinging himself at his barrier. His eyes are closed.]

No, [he says, still on the floor (though to his perception he's pressed against his barrier). Still with his eyes closed, he gets up and backs into his cell with eerie precision for someone who can't see where he's going, so he winds up about where he thinks he should be.]

It doesn't work. Even if I don't know where it is in relation to me, I still hit it.

[sharktrash]

[ Right. Squalo is just going to watch / listen to that eerie spectacle, completely unsure what to take from this. ]

[ Definitely not the existence of a barrier, though. ]

A'ight, why don't you just stay put for now.

[ the adults got this ]

[ except they totally don't got this ]

[warriorscribe]

I've been trying to tell you that I don't have very much of a choice in that...

[He drags a hand down his marked face in exasperation.]

[sharktrash]

[ JUST GIVING HIM THIS VERY WEIRD LOOK before heading off, sorry bro ]