[from
here] Lucivar stepped into the room, the dim light from Daemon's flashlight barely cutting through the gloom. "What sort of place is this?" he asked, a strange antiseptic smell in the air. It wasn't a room that he recognized easily. Still, there was another door on the far side of the room which meant it wasn't a dead end. At least there was
(
Read more... )
Comments 3
"I'm not sure," he spoke to his brother and their father, who brought up the rear, keeping an eye on their rear. "It looks like some sort of bathing chamber, but none that we've ever been brought to during the day. Let's keep going," he advised, lifting a hand as he moved through the open doorway on their right.
[ Going here.]
Reply
The chamber cast long shadows as he turned the flashlight around, scanning the area. It was very difficult to get a feel of the Force here in particular. But it smelled of chemicals and he supposed that such things were probably handled here: for what purpose, it was difficult to tell. Some parts of it looked like very crude, large decontamination units, but they were a lot more bulky than anything he was used to.
The Force here was surprisingly sterile. He knew life had passed through here, but, at the moment, there was only a lonely echo.
Reply
http://community.livejournal.com/damned/348831.html?thread=27452831#t27452831
Reply
Leave a comment