This is the first post for the Henrys, John, Roger, and Eileen. If you are on one of the other teams, please do not read this post until the game is over! The information contained herein could give some things away!
Lynch Street LineunbrokenJuly 6 2006, 19:22:17 UTC
Since John's keeping that fire going, Henry's the one to push open the door. He holds his weapon ready, just in case-
There doesn't seem to be anything there. Just the grimy, wide tunnel. It's unmistakable. "South Ashfield station," he says matter-of-factly. At least three of them are familiar with it. He should appreciate that, but it doesn't help- his tension only increases. "Cynthia will probably be here..." he mutters under his breath.
Re: Lynch Street Lineeileen303July 6 2006, 19:32:53 UTC
"If this were the real world, South Ashfield Heights would be..." She looks at the ceiling, lined with empty pipes visible in the firelight, as though that would orient her at all. "Umm, it would be just over there, I think." She points to the north. "And above us. But things in here might not connect like that."
Re: Lynch Street LineunbrokenJuly 6 2006, 19:32:55 UTC
"Yeah..." Henry replies grimly. "We've been here before...me, Henry, and Eileen. It's one of Walter's places. So..." He's grasping for 'bright sides' to this. "We should know the layout, at least. If Walter hasn't blocked things off..." Which he certainly has. Henry closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, which only causes him to remember how heavy and useless the air is here.
Re: Lynch Street LineonlyrogerJuly 6 2006, 19:41:21 UTC
Roger nods, following Eileen's gestures. "It's something that you're all familiar with, at least. Even if things have been altered."
The thrumming sound is starting to bother him. Running water, electrical current... he can see a few lights flickering around them in the Subway tunnel, but he can't sense any electricity being generated or channelled around them.
"If you think it's possible to reach the surface from here, it's something to try for..."
Re: Lynch Street Lineeileen303July 6 2006, 19:28:39 UTC
Eileen's face crumples a little seeing it. She'd been preparing for the wickedly familiar for a long time now, but it still digs in under her ribcage to actually be there, oh God she's there, she's back there, shit dammit God she can't do this...
She balls her hands up into fists and tries very hard not to let the little flush of panic show on her face or in the rate of breaths drawn. Distraction, focus, she needs something... Talking. Talking always helps. "Maybe, if we're lucky, we can get up to the street near our building. Or... or we might have to go down again..."
Re: Lynch Street LinehtownshendJuly 6 2006, 19:38:31 UTC
He frowns. They're both overwhelmed already. God, he forgot how heavy and awful the air was. "Yeah, let's try the normal way out, first. If not...we'll know where to go, at least?"
Re: Lynch Street Lineeileen303July 6 2006, 19:50:21 UTC
"Yeah. Yeah, let's not go down there unless we've got to. Try going up, or finding a hole." She takes a deep breath, tinged with that rotten metallic taste, and murmurs their objectives in hopes of providing more focus. "We need to find Liz, and the others, and a way out of here. And then him, if we're that lucky." She sounds, unsurprisingly, utterly unconvinced that they will need to go out of their way to encounter Walter.
There doesn't seem to be anything there. Just the grimy, wide tunnel. It's unmistakable. "South Ashfield station," he says matter-of-factly. At least three of them are familiar with it. He should appreciate that, but it doesn't help- his tension only increases. "Cynthia will probably be here..." he mutters under his breath.
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"So we should try to head up?"
He casts an uneasy look around the subway station, then at the stairs.
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The thrumming sound is starting to bother him. Running water, electrical current... he can see a few lights flickering around them in the Subway tunnel, but he can't sense any electricity being generated or channelled around them.
"If you think it's possible to reach the surface from here, it's something to try for..."
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She balls her hands up into fists and tries very hard not to let the little flush of panic show on her face or in the rate of breaths drawn. Distraction, focus, she needs something... Talking. Talking always helps. "Maybe, if we're lucky, we can get up to the street near our building. Or... or we might have to go down again..."
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