Heart Soldier Senshi

[idolpro]

[ The elevator opens up to a room spacious enough to house the whole unit comfortably, but with no furniture to speak of except a touchscreen podium near the far wall, displaying a row of four larger-than-life mahjong tiles on a red background. On the left side of the screen is a square that says TRADE. The walls and floor of the room are nearly checkered with metal panels, out of place against the rest of the marble flooring and unremarkable off-white walls.

The elevator doors close behind you. ]

Comments

[fiberoptic]

[It takes him a second to figure out how to say what he wanted to say. In the end, he writes out a message on the floor in his own blood:]

your call

[made_up_names]

[ holy shit that's metal as hell ]

I - I still don't wanna hurt anyone but -

[ He doesn't wanna make that call!! ]

[dragonheartedgirl]

[ Well then she'll make that call. Hiryuu crawls away from her position at the wall and scrawls sloppily in wire's blood ]

sore throat

[made_up_names]

[ Spidey winces a little at that - at her having to make the call on top of everything else - but. He nods. ]

Okay. Yeah. Sore throat. We'll keep doing this.

[dragonheartedgirl]

[ It's fine, it's cool, she's got this. She offers him a smile and a nod.

And then lays down. The room keeps spinning. ]