Day: 35 (backdated)
Characters: Mildmay Foxe [
annemer ] and Zack Fair [
dogish ]
Summary: Two new arrivals do some exploring.
DAY/NIGHT & Time: Night, once the cells are opened.
Status: Incomplete
Once he'd heard the distinctive click of the lock on his cell opening, Mildmay'd opened the door and given the hallway a look over. He'd spent all day figuring out anything he could use as a weapon in his room (only the stool) plus ways to get out (none so far) so it was nice to have a change of scenery to analyze. Nothing much new though; goons who ran this place weren't stupid, he'd give 'em credit for that. Yeah, he was by the stairs like he'd figured based on hearing people going up and down them all day, but there wasn't much else to see. Kinda the point of exploring, he figured.
Leaving the door open to help that guy Zack figure it out he limped back to the bed and sat down stiffly, hating that he was glad they'd let him keep his cane. But it was cold here and his knee wasn't much a fan of that. It also probably wasn't gonna be thrilled about wandering all over this place - which explained why he was sitting now while he still could - but he needed to get an idea of the layout of this place so the exploring was gonna happen.
Weren't like he'd gotten many real useful answers from the people he'd talked to through the thing on the wall. Just stuff about a madhouse which he probably would have figured out anyways eventually. The mikkary was real bad here, and he weren't even a hocus. It just weren't a nice place was all, he as picking up on that real fast.