http://makemyownway.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] makemyownway.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fh_dungeon2013-04-11 11:04 am

Twisting Paths of the Dungeon, Somewhere, Thursday

The pathways of the dungeon had changed overnight. Anyone who had stayed in a room beyond their welcome had found themselves booted out back onto the hallways that belonged to their camp and feeling pressed down by the sudden increase in gravity. The doors of yesterday had closed. Other doors had now opened.

And other routes.

[ pathways | gremlins | space battles | room of the past | flooded room | free space | strange vault | ooc NOTE: room doors not belonging to your camp will lock when you enter. so please designate whether you're from camp 1 or the joint camp 2/ camp 3 ]
playsforkepesh: (thoughtful)

Re: An Aged Door

[personal profile] playsforkepesh 2013-04-11 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Sam had never seen live geth up close before, and she was finding it surprisingly difficult to remember that this wasn't real; as shots started firing in Kaidan's memory, Sam mostly wanted to hide.

Instead she walked briskly through the... simulation?, feeling out the air with her hands in the hopes of encountering something solid that was just camouflaged by the memory right now.

"Nothing yet," she called back, but that was unacceptable. She picked up the pace and began to jog.
not_a_whiner: (kaidan: ready to serve)

Re: An Aged Door

[personal profile] not_a_whiner 2013-04-11 02:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Alenko, what are you doing?"

"I'm just making sure this bomb goes off. No matter what. ... It's done, Commander. Go get Williams and get the hell out of here."

"Screw that! We can handle ourselves. Go back and get Alenko!"

Kaidan could only hear it now, his back turned to the unfolding drama. He chose not to look, jogging after Sam. Behind him, the memory grew faded, distant. Suddenly they seemed to be running through a pastel blue painting, leaving behind the bomb and the people and the damned clearing.
playsforkepesh: (sad looking down)

Re: An Aged Door

[personal profile] playsforkepesh 2013-04-11 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
That was a relief, at least. If they had to be trapped here... at least the memory was over with.

"Lieutenant Commander, I am so sorry," Sam babbled as soon as she could no longer hear Ashley's voice. "These rooms - I had no idea this would be what it was." Then, more firmly: "It's awful of this place to put you through that."
Edited 2013-04-11 14:10 (UTC)
not_a_whiner: (kaidan: it's probably me + shepard)

Re: An Aged Door

[personal profile] not_a_whiner 2013-04-11 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's fine, Specialist."

There was a tiny bit of bite in his voice. Kaidan kept a tight lid on his emotions even under ordinary circumstances - and these were hardly ordinary. "Just find an exit."
playsforkepesh: (determined)

Re: An Aged Door

[personal profile] playsforkepesh 2013-04-11 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Sam gave a short nod. "Yes, sir."

She continued what she'd been doing - feeling along the walls of the room in the hopes of encountering something solid, disguised by whatever was controlling this place.
not_a_whiner: (kaidan: distant crossarms)

Re: An Aged Door

[personal profile] not_a_whiner 2013-04-11 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Kaidan tried it himself, a few paces away from her. Except those paces... almost seemed to be turning into miles, and then he glanced over towards where she had been, there was suddenly only a speck in the distance.

"Traynor?!"
playsforkepesh: (inspecting)

Re: An Aged Door

[personal profile] playsforkepesh 2013-04-11 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Sam... couldn't quite hear that.

But with a lucky guess as to a spot on the wall to push, she did find a door. "Commander, I've got it!" she exclaimed. "...Commander?"

Well, that wasn't good.