Twisting Paths of the Dungeon, Somewhere, Thursday

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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 ]

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Re: An Aged Door

[solo_sword]

Jaina had weapons now, and she felt much better about this whole situation now. And this room didn't look outwardly harmless, though she knew better to trust that. She'd just expect something to come out of the mist, like that time the fog made them hallucinate and attack people.

Instead what she got were images. She recognized the interior of the worldship at Myrkr, and her stomach twisted into knots at the realization of what she was seeing. There was the firefight, with the Vong firing on a group of teens and young adults, some people she hadn't let herself think about in years, who should have been escaping. Instead they were watching as Anakin, looking exactly as she'd just seen him, except dirty and bloody from spending over a day here and taking an injury trying to save her. He was fighting, lightsaber whirling around, deflecting bolts- and taking quite a few of them himself- the glow of Force aura surrounding him the longer it went on.

And there was Jaina herself, eighteen years old, next to Jacen, both of them crying as they watched, knowing what was happening and that they couldn't stop it. She couldn't hear it, but Jaina knew when Anakin told them through the Force to go. Jaina refused, and Jacen had to pick her up and carry her in prder to make her ho, following everyone else out as they had to leave Anakin to die.

And here she thought she'd gotten over that.

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