[ He wraps an arm around her to keep her steady, and for a few seconds, he can, but it really is moving too much. Can they just jump off? Are they supposed to? He has no idea.
[Since she can't regain her balance in time either, they end up in a bit of a heap--but Rita doesn't even wait before she's trying to scramble off and tug him back up.]
[ It's hard to regain balance when it's still tossing around, but thankfully it's only a small part of the floor that moved in the first place. Shifting around awkwardly, he tries to push himself to his feet while holding her hand still. ]
[/totally not a lie. She jumps with him, and they end up on what seems to be a solid floor, though it's hard to tell with all the fog--which has been given an eerie frost-blue cast. Probably from dye or lights nearby...]
[She glares at the lights--just a trick, she's not going to be afraid of something that stupid--and looks back up at Tyr as she relaxes her grip on his hand. Not a lot, just going from "painful tight" to firm.]
Right. Something like that better not happen again.
[And she has no desire to let go right now. It's not just that holding hands is a bit of a comfort (not that she needs it), but there's no risk of them separated, right?]
...Ugh, which way? I can't see a thing!
[In spite of that, staying where they are is worse, so she starts tugging Tyr in a completely random direction that she thinks is the right way.]
[ That's right. If they got lost here... Well, he's actually pretty sure she'd eventually blow a hole in the wall and escape, and he'd find her again like that...
Not that he wants that to be the case. ]
It probably doesn't matter. It could be like the mirror place for all we know. [ Which is to say a random direction is fine. ]
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Soon enough, he ends up toppling to his knees. ]
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Let's get off of this thing, already! Come on!
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I'm trying to! It's just...
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[She's going to tug him whether he's on his feet or not-!]
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I am! Relax!
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[/totally not a lie. She jumps with him, and they end up on what seems to be a solid floor, though it's hard to tell with all the fog--which has been given an eerie frost-blue cast. Probably from dye or lights nearby...]
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He won't push on if she's relaxed or not. He just straightens out and brushes himself off. ]
Right... Let's just walk carefully now.
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Right. Something like that better not happen again.
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It's probably just one of several traps... We just need to be careful while we get out.
[ When everything is darkness and smoke, though, which way is out? ]
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...Ugh, which way? I can't see a thing!
[In spite of that, staying where they are is worse, so she starts tugging Tyr in a completely random direction that she thinks is the right way.]
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Not that he wants that to be the case. ]
It probably doesn't matter. It could be like the mirror place for all we know. [ Which is to say a random direction is fine. ]
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It probably is...Let's just hurry up!
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He tugs on her hand to keep going through the featureless corridor. ]
Right. Come on. This might be the way back to the entrance.
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If it's not, we'll just make a new one.
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[ It is, however, made of cheap effects like the distant howling that rings through the room. ]
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[And it has nothing to do with that howl! She can't clearly tell where it came from, though.]
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—Are you going to do something right now?
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It's just--oh, I'll just blast the walls until we get out!
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We'll need to find a wall, first. [ But wait a second— ] Actually, forget about that.
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