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[animusmods]

23:30:00
Silent dormitory rooms are lined with bodies--not dead, just sleeping. Throughout the tower it is pitch black and silent. At the base of the tower, countless shining eyes, watching.

23:45:00The tower hums to life. Lights blink on in one by one; only the dormitory rooms remain dark. A small army of blank-faced humanoids appear and spend

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FLOOR THREE

[animusmods]

[modersvea]

"Agreed." She nods and lets one hand fall down onto the hilt of her sword, looking over at the door. "D' you have weapons?"

[breastonia]

Estonia shakes her head. "I don't, no. There was nothing really useful in my trunk, although I did check. Before you ask."

[modersvea]

"W' will find something." She will not let Estonia run around in a strange place without any kind of weapon on her hands.

[breastonia]

"That would be good, thank you."

[modersvea]

She offers her girlfriend a hand. Just so neither of them gets lost, holding hands is the easiest way to ensure that. "Let's go."

[breastonia]

Estonia closes and puts away the book she'd been looking through and slips her hand into Sweden's. She gives a nod, and then a reassuring squeeze to that hand, beucase she's pretty sure that's what Finland would do.

[modersvea]

Sweden turns around at that, looks down at Estonia and squeezes her hand too, lightly, very careful to not hurt her territory, but trying to return the sentiment.

[breastonia]

"We can do this," she says quietly, eyes unwaiveringly meeting Sweden's.

[modersvea]

She nods. "Let's try to f'nd Fin."

[breastonia]

Estonia gives a nod of her own, then gestures with their joined hands. "I haven't gone this way yet."

[modersvea]

Sweden just nods in agreement, this really does not require words, and follows Estonia's gesture.

[breastonia]

They walk for some time in silence, Estonia checking around her, before she pauses at a door. With a glance at Sweden, she's trying to see whether the other woman wants to go through first or not.

[modersvea]

Sweden looks down the corridor and then down the other direction. Nobody seems to be around she lays one hand on the other nation's arm and pulls her back lightly, silently ordering her to stay where she is until Sweden tells her that it is okay to enter.

[thursdaywings]

A flurry of wingbeats, and Castiel finds himself in the library, properly clothed in his usual suit and trenchcoat attire after discovering the trunk, his Angel Sword sheathed in its usual place. He notices the woman who was reading, quietly walking up to her before he stops a little too close for comfort.

"Hello there."

[breastonia]

She doesn't quite flinch, but it's a near thing, and she does look over her shoulder at him before pointedly taking one significantly large step away. That was her personal space, thank you, regardless of what country or plane of existence they might have been in.

"Can I help you?" she asks dryly.