text;

[writtendestiny]

Does anyone know anything about panic rooms?

private to Peter Parker;
Where are you, I need to talk to you.

Comments

[0thingsonmymind]

oh

*He likes places like that.*

whereare
?

[writtendestiny]

I'm not sure yet. I'm going to see if I can find some.

[0thingsonmymind]

oh

*Okay, yeah, that explains why this post was made.*

they shouldbe hard to
find


iffind
tell

[writtendestiny]

Thank you.

I'm going to go out to look now, if you want to come.

[0thingsonmymind]

how doyou think would
find
?

[writtendestiny]

By looking.

Spaces between rooms and walls where there shouldn't be spaces.

[0thingsonmymind]

lookfor
space where thereis not
space

not tobe
space



ican do

doyou think
down
o r
up
?

*Lower levels or upper levels.*

[writtendestiny]

I'm checking downstairs, first. Do you want to come?

[0thingsonmymind]

iwill come

where meet
?

[writtendestiny]

Outside the VR rooms. We can go from there.

text -> action

[0thingsonmymind]

o kay

*He's not entirely sure where the VR rooms are but it doesn't take him too long to find them. And her.*

[writtendestiny]

[At least they already know one another. She raises her hand in greeting when she sees him, easily slipping into a more taciturn mode to mirror what she knows of his communication.

Silence is simple and easy, after all.]

[0thingsonmymind]

*He raises a hand in greeting and nods to the hall. After you.*

[writtendestiny]

[She nods slightly in turn, pushes her hands deep into the pocket of her coat, and starts walking. Poison has never tried to find a panic room before and isn't sure what she really needs to be looking for... but she scans for anything that seems out of place.]

I don't know what we'll find. [The young woman hums out eventually.]

People might have got into them when the fighting started.

[0thingsonmymind]

*He has no idea how to do this so he starts by holding a hand to the closest wall as they walk. If there's a seam or something he should feel it.*

fight ing be fore
us
?

*Whatever caused the old damage. When, presumibly, the world here ended or went to hell for some reason.*

[writtendestiny]

Mm, before us.

[She watches his hands as it trails along the wall. Poison is looking for spaces; for gaps between rooms that look too large.]

The whole place was... wiped out, I think. By something.

[0thingsonmymind]

do weknow any thing
a bout
?

[writtendestiny]

[She sighs softly, though it isn't directed at him.]

Not... much. Joe told me some things. That the people here were trying to get home.

[0thingsonmymind]

*Huh. He just assumed the people here before them came from here.*

theywere from
else where
too ?

[writtendestiny]

[The young woman nods.]

That's what Joe said. We're not the first. I just don't want what happened to them to happen to us, too.

[0thingsonmymind]

*Hmmmm.*

then they donot know who
made
?


what didhe say
hap pen ed ?

[writtendestiny]

There was a lot of fighting... When some of them tried to find a way to get out of here - to go home.

[And why would you NOT want to go home? Poison can understand that part, at least.]

[0thingsonmymind]

*He cants his head.*

they didnot work
to get her
?

*Normally he's not big on working together, but its how things happened in Norfinbury. Even people like House and the Joker ended up working with everyone towards that goal.

But here wasn't Norfinbury. Maybe without the Admin, Robert fucking Miller and the cult for them to be united against people got angrier with each other? Maybe. He's not sure how people worked.

Or perhaps...*

was there morethan one
way
?

or not every one could
go ?

[writtendestiny]

Maybe.

[She reads the words hanging in the air, reads them again, and shrugs one shoulder. It's hard to say, especially when information from prior to their arrival is hard to come by.]

I don't think Joe remembers it very well. Or... maybe he just doesn't want to.

[0thingsonmymind]

hesaid didnot
want
do

*He supposes he can't blame him. There are a lot of things he doesn't bother to remember.*