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Mar. 23rd, 2005 03:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It takes a second for Turtle and Mike to adjust to the lower levels of light behind the door. Once their eyes adjust to the large gumdrop shaped lights that dot the ceiling, they are able to see that directly behind there door is a large antechamber. The wall to the left is lined with lockers. The wall to the right, is one large organizational rack of cleaning tools and supplies. Straight away there is a doorway, more like an opening in the wall really, that leads to stairs. Stairs that go down.
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Date: 2005-03-23 10:26 pm (UTC)She starts down the stairs again, expecting Mike to follow. Ever aware of potential danger, Turtle listens to the voices below and keeps to the shadows, just like Mike said.
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Date: 2005-03-23 10:32 pm (UTC)For the most part, it's an uneventful journey that just continues. The stairs seems as if they have no end. If nothing else, it's a good introductory lesson in sneaking.
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Date: 2005-03-23 10:50 pm (UTC)The area is a series of plateaux and terraces with a multitude of tunnels that lead off in all directions. A raised monorail track can be seen winding it's way around the town proper.
It's quiet. Maybe a little too quiet.
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Date: 2005-03-23 10:56 pm (UTC)"Wow. This is incredible, and I'm suddenly starving. Man, I wish movie theaters were built with this much candy." Her eyes sweep the tunnels, and she frowns. "It seems... eerie. Do you know where your friend is?"
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Date: 2005-03-23 11:03 pm (UTC)"Cheese and rice super bar! Would you look at that?!"
A pause, a blink, and a time check.
"Yeah, it is awful quiet around here isn't it? I mean it's only...four o'clock? Where the heck could everyone be at four o'clock? You don't think they're having tea, do you?"
He covers his Mickey Mouse watch with his wrist band, and gives the place a second scan, muttering under his breath as he does so.
"well, if I had someone I wasn't supposed to, and who went against their will, I'd lock them up somewhere so they couldn't get out. Dungeon or Police Station...."