Entry tags:
side: hell
[ The light which spread everywhere intensifies, gaining not just brightness but color. It focuses with its intensity, golden lines swarming your vision. And where the gold coalesces, it leaves space between with a black that opens out like a sea, sweeping across your vision as your eyes adjust until you can see the truth of your new surroundings.
The golden bars are not the gates that welcomed you in.
They're the bars to a cell you've been dumped in with your unfortunate compatriots. A cell that sits in an inky sea of darkness, broken up not by light across objects in your vision but by brilliant colors each so solid that the darkness cannot cover them up. And, in your vision, guarding the cage is a figure, with six wings, each as golden as the bars. Their eyes are a milky expanse of white-blue light, emanating outwards, like they've caught you in headlights.
A jailer's keyring sits at their waist. ]
The golden bars are not the gates that welcomed you in.
They're the bars to a cell you've been dumped in with your unfortunate compatriots. A cell that sits in an inky sea of darkness, broken up not by light across objects in your vision but by brilliant colors each so solid that the darkness cannot cover them up. And, in your vision, guarding the cage is a figure, with six wings, each as golden as the bars. Their eyes are a milky expanse of white-blue light, emanating outwards, like they've caught you in headlights.
A jailer's keyring sits at their waist. ]

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The man doesn't seem interested in you, even though you seem to have just popped into the cell from nowhere. He sighs instead, and looks over at the woman: ]
Report suspicions correct. Breakout attempt. Security holding, about. . .
[ he looks over for a head count, and gives the wrong number: ]
About five. Ten. A number between them.
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[ ... can you... count. lets see how dumb you are. ]
Anyway, isn't it more like fifteen.
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[ He repeats.
It looks like he just doesn't care enough to count and eye-balled the number ]
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Are you even an angel? You look like one of Azzy's goons or somethin'.
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[ He doesn't deign to address the second question, but his lip curls. ]
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Must get some good perks, kneeling for sinners.
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Anyway, you gonna let us get back home? We got a show to do and all.
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So instead, he answers with one word: ]
No.
[ And because of the thing with Intensity and Kohime, vanishes ]
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is the lady still there ]
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Also Leo took the keys from Intensity but doesn't know what to do with them.
Intensity is checking out the menus on the elevator
John is in the phone booth.
Talon is. mmmmaybe. in the phone booth. ]
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Speaking out in general to the "angels" ]
We get to call someone, right? When you're done playing drunk twister with the nerds you wanna let me do a call too?
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You have not had yours revoked.
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Well yeah, cuz I ain't an idiot.
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[ He's going to go dislodge this catgirl to go offer Requiem his hand to pull her through the bars ]
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dobby is free. master has given dobby a sock. ]
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He does the retina scan and takes her to an empty phone booth floor.
who does she call? ]
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