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blastiafreak) wrote2011-10-21 06:37 pm
blastiafreak) wrote2011-10-21 06:37 pm
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[The video's not very clear when it comes on; it's dark and gloomy, showing hints of thick dust and cobwebs--a glimpse of a window reveals deep fog--and then it shifts to Rita's wide-eyed face. When she speaks, she's trying very hard to pretend she's calm...and failing pretty horribly.]
I-is anyone else stuck in this weirdo place? I mean, it's not like I need help or anything, but-
[A loud creak and sudden clatter of footsteps interrupts her, the shutters to the window abruptly blowing open, and she jumps with a yelp.] Aah--! Uh--it's not sc--just where's the exit, already?!
[Maybe realizing that the video's still recording her little freak-out, she quickly shuts it off.]
[ooc: Tags slow forever. ._. Sorry!]
I-is anyone else stuck in this weirdo place? I mean, it's not like I need help or anything, but-
[A loud creak and sudden clatter of footsteps interrupts her, the shutters to the window abruptly blowing open, and she jumps with a yelp.] Aah--! Uh--it's not sc--just where's the exit, already?!
[Maybe realizing that the video's still recording her little freak-out, she quickly shuts it off.]
[ooc: Tags slow forever. ._. Sorry!]
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He huffs a little, and he's about to stop and try to snap her out of it. This isn't like her as far as he knows. ] You're a bad liar.
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Sh-ahut up. Just keep moving! [She'd rather order him around than stop pretending.]
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Whenever you lead the way. [ And he'll be a brat to her. ]
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...Okay, fine! Come on! [Then she'll totally continue to not-panic as she starts striding forward and tugging him quickly.]
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[ She's definitely panicking, and he doesn't walk at the same pace she does in case she walks into something carelessly. Being unable to find a knife on him, he goes back to holding the rope normally, but keeping it taut. ]
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[She tries to pretend she wasn't just having a little meltdown, tugging him down a direction that she's pretty sure is different than the one they came from.] There's gotta be a window somewhere...
[Maybe in that room further down.]
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[ Maybe... Tyr is really worried about her still, but follows her regardless. There has to be a reason she's like this, he thinks, and keeps his guard up.
He tries to take her mind off of the house by talking about their escape. ]
When we get to one, I'll lower you down first.
[ The other room's door is partially open, and the entrance way seems dark, though there's clearly as much light there as there is in the current room. So that's a good thing, right? ]
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[A reason which is of course not that she's scared or anything...right...Rita doesn't mind talking, even if she's still in denial.] Right...I mean, it's not like we're high up anymore--we could be on the ground floor already.
[As long as it's not pitch-black, there could be a window...! She strides right up to the door and kicks it open. There better not be any portraits inside!]
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...Yeah, that's right. Maybe we won't even need the rope, and I can just help you down instead... [ Wishful thinking helps, he hopes.
There aren't any portraits inside! It looks just like a sitting room, with some ragged, old chairs and dusty tables. Through the corner of Tyr's eyes, he thinks he sees something scurry away when Rita kicks the door open. Of course there are rats in old houses. ]
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As long as this isn't the basement or anything... [/wishful...thinking?
Rita doesn't notice anything scurrying, just glances around the room until she's satisfied that there's no pictures, and then ignores the rest of the furniture in favour of looking around for a window.]
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... [ He's not going to respond to that. This being the basement would definitely explain the lack of windows here and in that other hallway...
He follows alongside her, looking at the floor instead. The carpet is worn and stained, and the wallpaper is peeling and warped. There's a set of two doors on the far wall, one at each corner, and both of them are closed. Also Tyr can't find the rat again. ]
Doesn't look like there's anything here...
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[She's starting to have her suspicions. It's not like the rope couldn't have led them too far downstairs, and she can't spot any windows so far.
Hearing that, she's not going to stay, and immediately pulls him forward toward one of the opposite doors at random.]
Then we'll go somewhere else!
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[ It's not like they couldn't just walk upstairs if they're in the basement anyway, so Tyr isn't too concerned. ]
—Okay. [ Way to be forceful. He just lets himself be tugged along to one of the doors, and just so he's not totally useless, he goes ahead and opens it for her.
Anticlimactically, it's just another room like they one they're in now: Old, worn, no windows, no pictures, and two closed doors on the far wall. ]
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[And it's not like they could get lost just trying to go upstairs, right?
Rita scowls at what's inside, but drags Tyr in anyway.] Ugh, this is going to be a pain...
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[ Of course not! That'd be silly.
Tyr sort of wants to just go back and try the other door, but, well, if being in control makes Rita feel better, he'll let her have her way. But he'll still be irritated. ] It'd probably be easier to just follow the cord.
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[Huff of course! Just as silly as following the rope-!] No way! I said we're not going that way, so forget it!
[She stomps across the room and slams one of the doors open violently. No protraits!!]
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[ But rope! :'< ] Okay!
[ She's really, really set against it. Was she down that way before? That seems like the only logical conclusion. And no, no portraits in that room! Just the same as what they already saw before! ]
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[He can get a new one later. :< Rita stops and gapes in irritation and disbelief for a second, and then she's forcefully dragging Tyr across the room again to another door-!] This stupid--it has to end sometime!
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It's just the wall, with a hole set into it just big enough to hold the other half of the knob. ]
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And she's so unprepared that she just about walks right into the wall, sputtering in absolute shoch.] Wha--how's this--what the hell is this?!
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And now it's Tyr's turn to tug her back. He doesn't have an explanation for the wall being there, though he tries to brush it off. Totally not weird! ] It's a dead end. Come on- [ He motions towards the second door. ] -let's try the other one.
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action; ♥! and I have to go to class soon. :<
action; ♥! Aww, have fun! /o/
action; ♥! Thaaaanks~ \o\
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action; ♥! Sorry, was working on research stuff! And now going to bed...;3;
action; ♥! Aww, sleep well ;v;/ I'm really glad you replied!!
action; ♥! Aww, thanks! /;3;/
action; ♥! \o\ I hope your research is going well, too!
action; ♥! Thank you~ And I hope your assignments are going well!
action; ♥! Thanks :D I'm going to-!
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action; ♥! And off to sleep! Night~
action; ♥! Sleep well! :D
action; ♥! Thaaanks~ And good morning!
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action; ♥! And heading to sleep. Night!
action; ♥! Good night! o/
action; ♥! Thanks~ And morning!
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action; ♥! Now that I can get threads to load-!
action; ♥! Haha, yes! No more fighting for them!!
action; ♥! Yeah, thankfully~!
action; ♥! LJ is doing well!
action; ♥! Surprisingly well now!
action; ♥! Yeah! No problems! Yet!
action; ♥! Aha, and hopefully none to come...
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action; ♥! And bedtime. Good night~ :3
action; ♥! Good night! /o/ I'm going, too;;
action; ♥! Aww, hope you slept well. :3 And good morning!
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action; ♥! going back to campus now! :<
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