Greener Pastures [Envy]

[in_verbatim]

When Soze goes to examine the hazmat suits, he notices his hands are shaking.

Low blood sugar, he figures. Too much running. It's a stressful situation, so it all makes sense. He worries that Jeff could be involved somehow (he can tell through the bond that he's somewhere up ahead), but he can't afford to let himself get distracted. He can only

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[just_the_game]

Dominik laughs icily at Kristoph's words and steps inside after Soze. "I'd imagine." He eyes the suits, stepping up to one and taking it down to examine it. He then glances up at the only other door in the place. The one that'd lead them to the next stage.

[cantwinahand]

Kristoph inspects a suit, running his nails over the fabric gingerly. "Perhaps the yellow fog shouldn't be brought along with us to whatever comes next?" He guesses, his brow tightening in thought. He gestures forward. "You first?"

[in_verbatim]

"That's not what a gas mask does," he says, but he takes the suit off the rack anyway, wincing as he reaches for it. He doesn't put it on yet-- he weighs the options. Is there any reason why putting on this suit is a bad idea? There isn't anything immediately sinful about it, but...

"My guess is it's for protection." He sounds confident enough on the outside, but his words feel different somehow, like they're echoing inside of his head.

He bites his lip and steps into the suit.

"They want to give us a chance," he continues. "Something's probably on the other side."

[just_the_game]

Dominik watches Soze step into the suit for a moment. "Sounds about right." He starts to step into his own suit, pulling it on and glancing at Kristoph. He really doesn't like the man. Not at all.