Night 57: Grand Ballroom

[ninelivesonce]

Taura jogged down the stairs, and looked around. The room seemed far too large to belong down here. More benefits of being at the bottom of a gravity well -- space was cheap, and air was free. The fountains wouldn't be out of place in a fancy hotel lobby, though the rest of the decor was a little macabre

Comments

[vsyourface]

[From here]

There were voices coming from below. Nothing panicked, either, which boded well for their own group. Scott climbed down a little faster, curious to see exactly who had made it down before...

!!!!!

Scott might have yelped had he not already yelped a few minutes prior, and thus, he found himself able to contain the noise this time. How?! How had Doom Girl and her cronies made it down before them? Was this the "exploration" she had been talking about at brunchfast? Noooooooo! Screw my luck so hard...

So, Scott kept behind S.T. as well as he could, hoping that the man's somewhat bulkier form would hide his scrawny ass a bit better than no cover at all.

[its_the_mileage]

"Keep your mouth shut," Indy snapped at Pilgrim, rounding on him just long enough to make the point clear. As irritating as it was to have his private life questioned by a kid who probably wouldn't know what to do with a girl even if he could find one, the bigger issue was that you didn't talk that way about a woman, especially one of Indy's acquaintance. Sure, he and Willie weren't all that close these days (actually, he wasn't all that close to anyone these days), but that didn't mean he was going to put up with other people saying bad things about her. Indy'd always preferred to do that himself, to her face