None of them are holding tickets to that thing you love...

[leosarecynical]

Look at this post.

Now look at your characters.

Now back to this post.

Sadly, this post does not have your characters in it, BUT IT COULD.

Gray Raines is currently on a streetcorner, snogging a random woman he doesn't know. IT COULD BE YOUR CHARACTER. The reason for this snogging is because he may or may not have gotten into some trouble at a pool

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[archangelet]

"God dammit!" Tay scowls and tries to pry the elevator hatch open - apparently it's pretty well stuck, which is why Tay's the one trying to open it rather than Piper. Tay is not fond of enclosed spaces, though you couldn't call her claustrophobic, and this is not helping her mood.

"Why the hell did it have to be today?"

Apparently Tay is now late for what may or may not be a date with her sorta-secret girlfriend.

[savesomelight]

Piper's knees shake a little bit as she wobbles at the effort of holding Tay up, frowning a little.

"Um. Because you're just unlucky?" She offers awkwardly, clearly not realizing in her anxiousness that... Tay was probably speaking rhetorically. Tay's claustrophobia is also making her nervous. Panic situations with oversensitive Glasya demons are never fun.

[archangelet]

"Yeah, that would probably do i-- AH!" Tay's mood lifts almost instantly, which is likely to be good for Piper's mood, because she has managed to get the hatch unstuck. She pushes, and the hatch slooooowly creaks open. "They really should... make sure they keep these oiled," Tay grunts, and she grabs the edges of the new exit and hauls herself up (and off of Piper's shoulders). She perches on the edge, her legs still dangling down into the elevator, and looks around.

Or, well, tries to, anyway.

"God, they can't even put emergency lighting in the fucking shaft?"

[savesomelight]

Piper sighs with relief as the weight is lifted off her shoulders and shrugs a few times to see if she still as feeling in them. That done, she stands up on her tiptoes to see if she can peek up into the shaft- she can't, but that doesn't stop her from trying.

"I think I have a matchbook in my pocket," Piper offers. She has no idea why she has a matchbook. Sometimes you just accumulate things when you spend a lot of time wandering around Chicago and you never know when you might need them.

[archangelet]

"Mkay, pass it up." Tay takes the matchbook and sets to work actually being able to use matches to see. Luckily, she's got a lighter and a plan, oh yes. She strips off her shirt, leaving her in pants and a bra, and wraps the shirt snugly around some bit of metal that's out of the way and sticking up. Then she snaps the top off the lighter and pours the little bit of fuel inside onto the shirt. A quick light with a match, and they've got an impromptu torch.

"Come on, that won't last long," she says, reaching down into the elevator car so she can pull Piper up with her. "We should be able to pry the doors open on the next floor up - they're reachable."

[savesomelight]

Piper can't believe this is happening, but she reaches up and lets Tay pull her up onto the top of the elevator and tries very hard not to stare at the fact that Tay is shirtless. There is something very awkward and uncomfortable about this.

"This is one of those things you read about, but you never think will actually happen to you," she points out, already working to climb up to the next level. At least she's tall and lithe- that comes in handy.

[archangelet]

"Welcome to my life," Tay mutters, and scrambles up after Piper before trying to brace herself so she can pull on at least one of the doors. They're only a few feet up, thankfully. Unfortunately, the impromptu torch is already starting to go out.

"Fuck," she hisses. "Here, grab the other door and pull as hard as you can, okay?"

[savesomelight]

"It's not a very warm welcome," Piper mutters as she clambers upwards. She stares down at the fading torch and makes a sulky face at it, as if the power of her pouting might bring it back to life. That, unfortunately, does not work, so she lets her wings out- thankful that they're small and light and not likely to cause a huge kerfuffle in the elevator shaft and laces her fingers in the grooves of the door and starts trying to pry open the door with agitated groans. She can already feel her nails breaking and her feet keep skidding, despite trying to get whatever purchase she can manage on the ground. She's a trooper, however, and she keeps tugging until something gives and she winds up nearly tumbling back down the shaft. She catches herself quickly and clings to the side of the wall, gasping.

"....This is a lot... Less scary in the books," she says, breathing heavily as she begins to sidle back towards the now slightly open door. At least they're almost out. That's something.