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[veritaphobia]

...cks and ---tar... will not stay, -- not stay... and another... is it stay?

[ slow, shallow breathing--it's drawn in sharply, once, as if he's figured something out. and, of course, behind it, the barest hiss of sand slowly crumbling. ]

Has it finally come on? --there.If anyone -ld help, I was wondering, actually--how are the -ther buildings

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voice ; 1/3

[brobeforehos]

Alan -

voice ;

[veritaphobia]

[ static, hollow and loud. ]

Mae--don't. -'ll be -t out.

voice ;

[brobeforehos]

How high up are you?

voice ;

[veritaphobia]

Not that high.

voice ;

[brobeforehos]

Can you see the building outside the tower?

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[veritaphobia]

Don't. This -n't need both of us.

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[brobeforehos]

Didn't need you to begin with. [she's not angry - tense. this tower of sand looks unstable, and Alan has his leg - which she'd never think about as an obstacle usually, except what if he has to run down the stairs if this thing collapses? - and she has taken the taking initiative bit far too seriously.

stepping in.] Am. Stay put so I don't miss you.

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[veritaphobia]

[ ... that gets a little bit of a laugh. ]

Well, - could have guessed that part. [ ... ] I'm on -- -rth floor.

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[brobeforehos]

[he can be privvy to some very awkward noises of stairs being climbed, and the occasional inhale when nearing a dangerous looking step. and then a sharper one-]

Alan...did you see the statues?

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[veritaphobia]

I did.

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[brobeforehos]

Your reaction is --ctic, considering how creepy they -

[some hissing, sound noises join in, and more sounds of steps.]

I'm on the --rth floor now.

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[veritaphobia]

[ Yes, Mae, that and the pervading dead reek should tell you that maybe Alan had a point in saying you should keep out. ]

Come straight through, then--I'm not far from the -rs.

[ And he goes to meet her halfway, sand gritting underfoot and a hand half-pressed to his mouth. The ticking recedes as he approaches--but not as much as it should, maybe. ]

aczione ;

[brobeforehos]

[She follows his instructions - straight through until she spots the familiar sight. Her hand's pressed to her mouth, and her eyes keep going over every detail - it's fascinating, a sand tower where there was just a tower before. And creepy. It's so creepy.]

Alan - [Found.] Can we get out before we become like...that?

ackshun ;

[veritaphobia]

We will.

[ His tone's confident--lying? But then, being suspect's not a new problem. He meets her eyes. ]

But you've seen it for yourself--the stairs are holding and the doors are open. Mae, you don't have to be here.

ackshun ; ahhhh just got home /slams into

[brobeforehos]

I know. [Maybe she was interested too, a little bit curious. Not that Alan's her excuse to get herself in danger, not at all. She keeps her eyes on his.]

ackshun ; you got home just as I left, WHAT IS THIS HILARITY.

[veritaphobia]

Much as I've always wanted my very own bellringer...

[ Lips quirking to take the sting out of the obviously impending rejection. He heads inward, steps careful on sand--and a tad slower. ]

I'd feel better if I didn't risk both of us. And I do know how to watch out.