Night 55: Pantry 1 (First Floor)

[toxicspiderman]

[teleporting from here]The pantry was only big enough for six grown men in the same sense that a K-car was. Arms everywhere, but it looked like nobody had materialized inside a shelf. S.T. leaned over the nearest body and pulled a package of chocolate chip cookies off a shelf. He ripped it open, stuck two in his mouth and four in his pocket, and

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[unheroed]

Traveling by ring was probably new for some of the people in the group (Spider-Man had his own, but apparently hadn't known how to use it), but Harvey had experienced it last night and he sure as hell didn't want to be left behind just because their group had doubled. So the second that Sangamon had given his warning, he'd pulled forward to lay a hand on the other man's arm.

What happened to everyone else was a blur for a moment as the hallway they were in dissipated and he then stumbled into the same pantry as before. He felt like his dinner, which hadn't been appetizing going down, would be even worse coming back up -- but luckily, his stomach calmed after a few seconds.

More than that, it looked like everyone had made it by some stroke of luck, though if his feeling about there being too many cooks in the kitchen was correct, that might be a bad thing.

He glanced around at the motley crew, trying to decide who he would want in his group if he had a choice. Jones was definitely at the top of the list. After that, it was basically anyone but Depth Charge, though he was feeling particularly trusting of Sangamon seeing how he'd given up blood twice now for the sake of this experiment.

It wasn't his choice to make, unfortunately, and he was also getting ahead of himself. First he had to see if the idea would fly with the others in the first place. "Once we get down there we should split up," he said. "There are too many ways to go and not enough time." And also far too many of them.

[its_the_mileage]

Indy was expecting the nausea and disorientation this time, but that didn't ease the punch in the gut any as they disappeared and reappeared in the pantry. Once his stomach stopped roiling, he did a quick head count: yep, they'd all made it. Well, what do you know.

As soon as he'd determined that, and watched Taylor bite his cuticle and refill the ring (good to know), he was ready to get out of there. This room hadn't been designed to fit six people, let alone whatever they were likely to attract if they lingered too long. "Agreed. And the faster we move, the more of it you'll get to see," he said, leading the way out into the kitchen.

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