[ science!!! vira nods resolutely, pressing the button once they're ready again.
and then a new sound emerges—she glances around, narrowing her eyes at all the pods, the ceiling, the floor. there doesn't seem to be anything but the distant, echoing sound of...
[ it's of course when grace says that as she looks around that all the bodies vanish from the pods suddenly, making her jump and grab at vira's wrist. this feeling-- ]
Definitely the wrong sequence. Vira--
[ she's about to offer from them to go when the room turns pitch black ]
[ grace can feel vira tense as the lights power off; she has a kitchen knife drawn in front of her in an instant, staring intently into the darkness as something stares back, narrowing her eyes.
there's a noise, a skittering against the metal floor, but no time to react or light to see it with before something coasts and brushes by their legs. ]
[ there's a yelp from grace as she feels it, and she drags vira away with her when she takes a step back, because knife or not it's dark--
until suddenly it isn't, with no trace of what they saw, and no trace of the buttons. everything back to normal. grace stays tense regardless for a bit, looking around wildly ]
[ thankfully(?) whatever's there decides not to attack them before it escapes. it takes several moments for vira to let her shoulders relax, her expression grim as she looks around. ]
...Yes.
[ she stares around the room for a while longer still, before speaking quietly. there's nothing there. ]
Yeah, it just... brushed against me. [ there's a pause as she mutters out a "gross". she still has not let go of vira's wrist yet, though the hold is more relaxed as she looks her over ] You?
[ she looks down at her wrist, hesitating before she carefully rests her hand on grace's in reassurance. it's a decidedly awkward effort, but she seems to be Trying. ]
I'm fine.
[ she squints at the room again, like it's offended her. ] Though I have no idea what in the skies just happened.
[ she is, and grace shows her appreciation by realizing what she's still doing and letting go, though she's not moving too far, letting their arms still brush against each other's ]
Hopefully we didn't just release some kind of horrible little creature around here. [ grimaces. ] Maybe it was all fake?
[ to be clear, i was dunking on vira and not grace, because grace is perfect and i would die for her in an instant
vira doesn't mind hovering close to one another—they should move as one, considering the circumstances. ]
It didn't feel fake, but this room is playing tricks on us. [ so who can say for sure ] Whether we released something or summoned its attention—we should be on-guard.
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it's grace's turn to look, and she hums a little, looking wary ]
My first guess? It's either a puzzle or a trap.
[ ... but she's not like, moving away from the buttons and is instead coming closer to peer at them, so ]
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still, she's cautious as she reaches out at the first one. ]
Only one way to know for sure. Keep an eye open for anything that might happen.
[ she gives grace a moment to brace herself before pressing it. boop! ]
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Uh. Well, I can hear something, but there's no source or anything?
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Right, nothing else about the room seems to have changed.
[ is something... leaking? or is something else making that noise? ]
Shall we try the next one?
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[ science! sure. ]
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and then a new sound emerges—she glances around, narrowing her eyes at all the pods, the ceiling, the floor. there doesn't seem to be anything but the distant, echoing sound of...
crying? from somewhere behind her. quietly: ]
...Can you hear that?
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Someone's... crying, aren't they? But it keeps changing directions.
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Yes, I can't ever get a good look at the source.
[ it's eerie, but she rests her fingers against the last button.
if this is a sequence, it's the last part of it. so she waits until they've settled, nods, and presses it.
and then, all the noise stops. it's deathly silent. ]
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[ it's of course when grace says that as she looks around that all the bodies vanish from the pods suddenly, making her jump and grab at vira's wrist. this feeling-- ]
Definitely the wrong sequence. Vira--
[ she's about to offer from them to go when the room turns pitch black ]
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there's a noise, a skittering against the metal floor, but no time to react or light to see it with before something coasts and brushes by their legs. ]
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until suddenly it isn't, with no trace of what they saw, and no trace of the buttons. everything back to normal. grace stays tense regardless for a bit, looking around wildly ]
... You felt that too, right?
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...Yes.
[ she stares around the room for a while longer still, before speaking quietly. there's nothing there. ]
Are you all right, Grace? [ no injuries? ]
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I'm fine.
[ she squints at the room again, like it's offended her. ] Though I have no idea what in the skies just happened.
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Hopefully we didn't just release some kind of horrible little creature around here. [ grimaces. ] Maybe it was all fake?
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vira doesn't mind hovering close to one another—they should move as one, considering the circumstances. ]
It didn't feel fake, but this room is playing tricks on us. [ so who can say for sure ] Whether we released something or summoned its attention—we should be on-guard.
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What we should do is get out of this room, first. We can worry about what actually happened after, c'mon.
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...All right. Let's depart.
[ time to nyoom to safety and pretend they didn't just let a demon out or something. ]
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