Yrael, the Eighth Bright Shiner (
mogget_cat) wrote2009-11-01 11:15 pm
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OOM: Who ya gonna call?
Yrael has the information they'll need for their... field trip, that which Tesla helpfully procured for them about the Cabal. Yrael, Axel and Nikola have been planning this for quite a while, and since the Cabal seem to be stepping up their activity in regards to searching for Nikola, they decided that acting sooner was better than later.
Getting into Tesla's world is as simple as him opening the door and letting Axel and Yrael step through.
Getting into Tesla's world is as simple as him opening the door and letting Axel and Yrael step through.
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On impulse, Axel reaches into the flames, and scoops out of glob of molten-- Something. And tosses it to Yrael.
"Souvenir?"
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"I'll treasure it," the Bright Shiner grins, opening his hands to reveal the shining, smooth stone that has resulted from the intense heat and pressure.
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"Hey, good timing," Axel tells it.
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Yrael approves.
"What's the news?" he asks, light dimming until he is fully human-shaped again.
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It's not long before they're there, stepping out into damp tunnels.
Axel frowns, but says nothing.
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Quietly, "We're underground, all right... near a harbor of some sort." He can smell it.
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From the layouts they had been given, there should be a major records storage facility somewhere up ahead.
As they approach another juncture of tunnels, there is the faint, gravelly sound of the bottom of someone's boot shifting against the muddy floor around the corner, causing Yrael to come to a sudden stop.
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"Human," he mouths the word where Axel can see.
Though there is some small trace of something other than human.
"Has a gun," he mouths silently, with accompanying hand-motion illustration.
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"Strong," he mouths, angling his head so that his mouth will be visible, and tapping his chest over his heart. "Light."
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"Not Cabal, then."
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No, they had all felt like Heartless-bait to him.
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"Whoever you are, we know someone is there," he says aloud. "We're unarmed."
For now it's true, after all.
A handgun barrel inches its way into view, the edge of a brunette woman in black just visible beyond it.
"Let me see your hands," she says, firmly, but without threat. She clearly won't hesitate to use the gun if necessary, but would rather not.
Yrael's hands, lifted slightly, are clearly empty.
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