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[fuckyou_chorus]

[an indeterminate period of time ago (mainly because i am too damn lazy to look it up) your characters may have found themselves in the strangest of places - the minds of other people. There, they could learn all sorts of interesting things about their fellow detainees, such as their horrible love for disco

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[thekingsgambit]

[Listening in on the various languages, trying to match them to what he's learned about the time period since it's obvious to him that wherever this is,it's a time that has long passed.

Also, regarding that angel steadily.]

[thekingsgambit]

[Down further, we're doing some recon now. >\]

[x_autnihil]

*Eventually you will reach a door. The voices are coming from the other side.*

[thekingsgambit]

[Listening again...]

[x_autnihil]

*"I never should have trusted you."

And just screaming, screaming, screaming...*

[thekingsgambit]

[Yes, we are going to try opening that door.]

[x_autnihil]

*Black lances of light (shadow?) shoot from the ceiling at your touch on the handle and there is suddenly a low rumble oddly distinct from the thunder you heard earlier. The light, non-light, whatever, stabs into the ground around the door, smoking faintly before vanishing. Hope it didn't hit you, because it would cut, and bad.*

[thekingsgambit]

[Of course it hit me. Lulu's dodge skills are like -10. It probably got a hand or something.]

-Ahh!

[x_autnihil]

*The rumbling gets louder but levels out. Meanwhile there are pained screams still continuing and the cold voice is no longer so controlled but is shouting, "Stop that, stop making that noise!"

And your hand is probably bleeding. :|b *

[thekingsgambit]

[Presses the other hand around the cut and holds it closer to him, while glaring at that door.]

Protective, aren't you?

[x_autnihil]

*The screaming voice is shifting very slowly, although it might take a bit to notice properly...

Meanwhile the rumble continues, pushing at everything and seeming to raise the air pressure.

There is no other way forward except through the door.*

[thekingsgambit]

[Yeah well... I promised Nunnally I wouldn't get myself killed on purpose so I guess I can't dick around more with that door. Time to go to that other level and uh... find something to wrap my hand in.

Will keep listening as he does that though.]

[x_autnihil]

*The voices get fainter, as does the rumbling as you go back upstairs, although it does not go away entirely. That other level opens up into another hallway, lined with tall pillars in a Roman style supporting the floor above you. It is dark, but not as pitch black as the bottom of the stairs.*

[thekingsgambit]

[Will take the hallway.]

[x_autnihil]

*It narrows slowly as you walk down it, but not to the point that the pillars press upon you. It's long. There is no real end in sight. You can still hear the voices from down below, but they are getting much fainter. Other voices are audible, perhaps the same ones you first heard when you entered the building... They are talking about a man named Rodrigo Borgia, about his dangerous ambitions and unwanted presence in the peninsula.*

[thekingsgambit]

[Glancing around as he walks and idk looking for something SHARP.]