nobleman: (they will pull us down.)
Guy Cecil ([personal profile] nobleman) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2011-12-28 11:40 am

Night 60: Underground Lake

[From here.]

Just like the last time, Guy's feet hit the uneven sand as he took in that unmistakable smell of dampness. This area was almost dead quiet when compared to the hallway that they'd just come from, but he still could make out the lapping of water and the creaking of the dock. All of those sensations just reminded him of the fact that they were going to have to offer up another toll, though. If they were doing this all fairly, then it was Anise's turn, but what would she have to give up?

Guy figured that they should double-check the rules for that, since he didn't want the ferryman to jerk them around too much. He had already tricked them once, so they were going to have to watch their phrasing.

"Guess we'd better go find that guy," he said with a sigh, making it clear that he wasn't a fan of the skeleton. He doubted Anise and Claude felt any better about it themselves. "Let's be careful with asking him how it all works before we offer up anything, okay?" He doubted that he needed to remind either of them of what had happened last time. With that out in the air, Guy took off across the sand.
gald_digger: (You'll forgive me since I'm cute. Right?)

[personal profile] gald_digger 2012-01-10 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Anise followed Guy's gesture with her eyes, noting the door they'd already passed through. After a moment of consideration, she looked back up at him to answer. "Well... It doesn't really matter, does it? So let's just go through this one," she suggested, waving her hand in the direction of the rightmost door. No particular reason; it was just the one that caught her eye at that moment. All the doors were equally mysterious, so it was probably best if they didn't spend too much time deliberating which to take.

With that, she started on her way to the door, stopping once she was close to allow time for last minute objections or for simply gathering their courage. If the next trials were going to be anything like the last ones, they had to be prepared for anything.

"Let's just, um, watch our feet this time," she advised the others with a light, sheepish grin, remembering that terrifying first step beyond the other door.

[identity profile] full-score.livejournal.com 2012-01-10 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Although Anise had given him some paper and a pen, it wouldn't have been practical to go fishing for all that just to give his opinion about something none of them knew much about. Thankfully, neither Guy nor Anise seemed particularly inclined to think too hard about it. At the end of the day, they were all just making a bunch of guesses down here, weren't they?

Upon hearing Anise's warning, Claude gave a silent nod in agreement. Since they had no idea of what to expect, they needed to be careful. Tightening his grip on his sword, he reached out to push the door open. He led the way inside, but moved slow and deliberate enough that it would be easy for them to stick close together.

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