Night 57: Grand Ballroom

[ninelivesonce]

Taura jogged down the stairs, and looked around. The room seemed far too large to belong down here. More benefits of being at the bottom of a gravity well -- space was cheap, and air was free. The fountains wouldn't be out of place in a fancy hotel lobby, though the rest of the decor was a little macabre

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[ran_on_empty]

Sync was about to answer the latter's question when Erika cut in, the tone of her voice almost as sharp as her death glare. He raised an eyebrow when she began waving the shield in front of his face, quickly snatching it from her grasp before glancing over at the door in question. Erika had always seemed like the type who wanted to finish every puzzle by herself, though he supposed her current mood could contribute to this sudden lethargy.

"You might want to turn on your light before you go in, then." As entertaining as his last visit in the next room had been, he'd rather actually know what stepping into this time around. The contrast of his visit then and now was astonishing, and because of the fact that there was no real reason to rush he moved about as casually as he wanted.

Even if it were someone else this puzzle was almost pathetically easy. With the shield already in his hand, Sync carefully placed it into the proper indentation. Only after he was certain the item was secure did he reach into his coat to pull out the sword, pressing it into the other space. Once through, the God-General stepped back, giving Erika the 'privilege' of opening the door herself.

[witchdetective]

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