Soushi was accustomed to a certain level of formality when interacting with others, but as they seemed in such a hurry, it appeared introductions had to be forgone. He opened his mouth to greet the woman he remembered as little more than a flurry of slashes and a giant summoned creature, but they were already preparing for some sort of ritual. He gratefully accepted the map Sechs offered, looking over it for a moment in the dim light before folding it carefully and tucking it into his waistband. Following the girl(he was almost sure he remembered Sechs calling her Ai-something)'s example, he tentatively took hold of Sechs' arm. Despite their strangeness, these people didn't waste time, another trait Soushi was infinitely pleased with.
"Ah. Thank you Sechs-san. I truly appreciate it," he tried to say, but wasn't sure how much of his words were lost in the next few disorienting moments, as they traveled instantly back to the room they'd appeared in last night. Soushi was immediately on the defensive, releasing Sechs' arm and half-drawing his sword as he looked around the room, certain that someone might try to ambush them the way he'd been assigned to last night.
He was startled once again by Sechs' behavior as the man seemed to know exactly where they were going and identified a large door, then placed some sort of artifact into what looked to be some kind of antiquated keyhole. So this was the secret of the basement? What was beyond the door?
The other half of the key, apparently, was in the woman's hands; a shield much too small to be of any practical use, but one that certainly would fit the strange indentation on the other part of the door. Soushi sheathed his sword, relaxing his guard a bit, then followed. Curiosity drove him, more than anything else. He'd been lucky, he knew, to have run into these two. It was more answers than he'd seen in a week straight of working on his own. If they'd recovered the keys to an area others hadn't yet explored, perhaps they truly did stand a good chance of getting the better of this place.
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"Ah. Thank you Sechs-san. I truly appreciate it," he tried to say, but wasn't sure how much of his words were lost in the next few disorienting moments, as they traveled instantly back to the room they'd appeared in last night. Soushi was immediately on the defensive, releasing Sechs' arm and half-drawing his sword as he looked around the room, certain that someone might try to ambush them the way he'd been assigned to last night.
He was startled once again by Sechs' behavior as the man seemed to know exactly where they were going and identified a large door, then placed some sort of artifact into what looked to be some kind of antiquated keyhole. So this was the secret of the basement? What was beyond the door?
The other half of the key, apparently, was in the woman's hands; a shield much too small to be of any practical use, but one that certainly would fit the strange indentation on the other part of the door. Soushi sheathed his sword, relaxing his guard a bit, then followed. Curiosity drove him, more than anything else. He'd been lucky, he knew, to have run into these two. It was more answers than he'd seen in a week straight of working on his own. If they'd recovered the keys to an area others hadn't yet explored, perhaps they truly did stand a good chance of getting the better of this place.