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[idolpro]

Who: You, perhaps
Where: Tokyo-F
When: Day 98, Late night

[ A noise splits through the night, waking many of those who were sleeping, alarming many of those that were not. If you go to the window or streets to see what made that racket, you will find there is not much to see at all-- darkness has stolen into the city, stolen away all the power from the street lights, dorm lights, even the glow from your smartphone screens. The air is oppressive with expectation. The noise, the lights out, surely this is the sign there is something more coming? That feeling hangs heavy, palpable.

. . .

. . . . . .

. . . . . . . .

And then, you hear it.

A splintering sound, the crack of door hammered in finally giving way. And then, light. A fracture in the air like lightning, vertical and spidering down to the ground that doesn't vanish-- hanging there, light streaming out into the darkness.

....

Approach? ]

Comments

Re: The Courtyard

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Arriving with Angel and ---

Yeah, this sure doesn't look creepy or anything]

Seems everyone left in a hurry.

Re: The Courtyard

[idolpro]

[ It feels as though it was only just deserted, but at the same time, it feels as though it hasn't been occupied here in a long, long time. ]

Re: The Courtyard

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Reaches over to pick up one of those too-bright apple things. Maybe it will be a good light source]

Re: The Courtyard

[idolpro]

[ The stone slabs hold platters of fruit. It's not really clear what sort of fruits they are - they're golden, too bright to be real, but they're also distinctly round, apple shaped even. . . . ?

Wherever you touch, the fruit becomes dimmer - but it doesn't lose its edibility, at least not visibly. It looks just as tasty as it did before.

In exchange, the sharp sparks in the back of your throat from breathing become stronger, briefly. ]

Re: The Courtyard

[nohalation]

They're all gone... where did they go?

[what if I try to play around with the mats and get a better look]

Re: The Courtyard

[idolpro]

[ They're simple but tapestries in and of themselves, ecclesiastical language woven into the hem. It's unreadable to you, of course. ]

Re: The Courtyard

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Who knows? Their exit doesn't appear too violent at least.

Re: The Courtyard

[nohalation]

I guess I can't read these...

[goes to put them back where she found them, nice and neat]

This place makes me feel sad anyway.

Re: The Courtyard

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

It reminds me a little bit of the inside of your soul.

Shall we move on?

Re: The Courtyard

[nohalation]

Are we in someone's soul???

[MAN OH MAN]

Okay, lets go!

Re: The Courtyard

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Heading toward the lower levels, seeing if Angel is amendable to that direction]

Re: The Courtyard

[nohalation]

[Lets go lets gooo]

Re: The Courtyard

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Cool. Going to pocket one of the shiny fruit before heading downstairs]

Re: The Courtyard

[idolpro]

[ You descend. ]