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Night 51: Entry Room

Aug 29, 2010 20:04

[from here]And another room opened up, smaller, with five doors to add to the one he came through. Two seemed to lead to other rooms inside this one. One, would open into the hallway he was in previously. The one across would continue unknown, and on his right there was one. Further from the sun room, as he sought ( Read more... )

lightning, claire bennet, peter petrelli, gaara

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buryyourdemons August 30 2010, 01:05:10 UTC

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Accomplishment and failure clashed roughly, the sensation giving his mouth a bitter taste. The fact that he still could create was marred by the knowledge of not being able to be at his set standards. If he only had this much chakra to use... it would be far too long before he had any amount of sand that he would prefer. If he could even access that small amount constantly. He had no guarantee that it would remain as it was, and not lessen entirely.

More of a reason to break down this place and leave as soon as possible. Gaara had no wanting to see if any of the effects he gained from this place were permanently damaging.

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human_sponge August 31 2010, 22:13:28 UTC

[From here.]Peter had been half-expecting something to go very wrong the moment he stepped through the door, but it looked like everything was working normally this time around. He let out a sigh of relief as he closed the door behind Claire (he'd rather not be distracted by whatever was going on in the Sun Room) and then realized that they were alone ( ... )

autophoenix September 2 2010, 04:28:00 UTC

While Peter explained the situation with Nathan, she stepped through the open door, nodding her understanding of what he was saying and appearing generally at ease with the idea. She wasn't, though. Not even close. Not only had she come through and forgot about it time and time again, by Peter's count, but Nathan had too? She was horrified to even consider what either dad would be like if they showed up in this place again. Between the space-time folding on Landel's part and the memory loss, it was a scary thought, especially considering in only four months' difference, Peter was missing out on what felt like so much to Claire ( ... )

human_sponge September 2 2010, 06:16:19 UTC

The fact that Claire was so appalled by the very suggestion that it was his fault actually made Peter feel a little better. If she thought it was ridiculous, then it probably was. And yet they had had an explanation for all of it. He didn't think Claire wanted to hear the reason, and yet he felt obligated to explain it anyway. "Well, they said that as I started talking to him more and more about my own 'fake' powers, he started to think he had them too..." And there had been something about codependency, but he really didn't need to get into that with Claire ( ... )

autophoenix September 2 2010, 07:39:18 UTC

"Fake powers," Claire snorted a little at the sheer thought. "Yeah, I wish." Wouldn't that make it so much easier? Did Emma De Luca have the dream life that Claire had always complained about wanting? Were her abilities just delusions of grandeur? Was she normal? The fact that the answer lay behind the door in front of her made her itch with curiosity. No amount of eagerness to get inside could stop her from raising a brow doubtfully as he cracked his knuckles. Usually, when guys pulled that kind of manly, show-off stuff, it ended poorly. Did they have the time for that?

"Don't hurt yourself, big guy," she taunted, handing the bat over. It was easy to be her usual, casually catty self around Peter and ignore the fact that they were stuck in their own tiny little hell dimension. After the words came out of her mouth, she remembered that, for now anyway, he couldn't. Well. Not in any lasting way, anyway. That much was reassuring. As long as she stayed close enough, she could rest assured that Peter was fine. Of course ( ... )

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human_sponge September 5 2010, 08:30:12 UTC

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It was completely still in the entry room, and while Peter could never quite feel at ease, he was at least glad to see that there wasn't some huge mutant cat ready to bat them around like balls of yarn. He couldn't easily forget the time one of those had come after him and Nathan.

Glancing back at Claire, he nodded to the door that would take them back into the main hallway. "So we're just backtracking to the stairs now," he explained. "Once we get up them it's not too much further to where the experiments happen." If they made it through without anything getting in their way, at least. Last time they had been fine, but he got the feeling it wouldn't always be that simple.

autophoenix September 5 2010, 09:29:37 UTC

Empty was nice. Empty was reassuring, because if it was empty, it meant there were no monsters, and it also meant it was just Peter who'd get to see her as she struggled to compose herself again. She was pleased that he'd let it go, it meant he either hadn't noticed or he was smart enough to accept that sometimes things got a little too overwhelming for her to handle. Him thanking her made her feel better, at least. Marginally. She knew it was excessive and not necessarily wholly genuine -- he never would have felt the need to go to the file room in the first place if she hadn't wanted to, he obviously wasn't that invested in it -- but she felt just a little bit less helpless for it, and it helped her gather up the motivation to follow him out of the room ( ... )

composers_proxy September 23 2010, 04:33:05 UTC

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So far so good. He let his light flick around the empty room now that he was completely inside it. Compared to the noise just outside, this room was quiet as the grave. Probably a fitting analogy if he paused to think about how many people had actually died in this very room.

"It's just ahead," he said over his shoulder, stepping further into the room and heading for the door.

thestormishere September 23 2010, 20:44:39 UTC

Unlike the hallways directly outside, here there was a complete lack of other people. Lightning eyed the doorways as she walked through them, noting with suspicion that they far from being anything she would consider very secure. However, far from finding anything comforting about that, she thought that something felt off, and it left her with a strange, uneasy feeling as she went on to study the dark, plainly-furnished room around her.

Lightning knew better than most the effect of enslaving people by ignorance and fear- the way those in charge could lead those below them into believing that they couldn't do anything about their situation, either by concealing the problem entirely or other methods. Basically, if those here truly believed that there wasn't a way out, they would continue to do so unless doubt about that was placed in them or allowed to grow. Right ( ... )