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: A Brass Door

[playsforkepesh]

After losing Kaidan in the memory room and wandering through the corridors, back through camp, and through the corridors again, Sam opened the next door she came across and was immediately reminded of Omega.

In fact, she thought this might even be Omega, which almost, almost had her wondering if Aria T'Loak was around, because, well, Sam had had a fantasy or two about that woman.

But no: no Aria, and Sam was pretty sure it wasn't Omega either, if only because the species of aliens around were all wrong. Regardless, Sam knew how to deal with this place. She wasn't a soldier and she couldn't run or fight, but she certainly knew how to navigate a bar. How did you think she'd managed to live off tips back at Oxford?

Without too much effort, she managed to stuff a knapsack from yesterday full of what she assumed was food, and she even managed to find a weapon or two which, sure, she wouldn't know how to use, but maybe someone else would. Yes, this was the place for Sam.

Before leaving, she had a drink. Blue milk. Who would have thought that would be good?

[[open to camp 1!]]