[ Yeah, uh... if Eizen ever forges a contract with Rokurou, he'll be sure to get a house. (At this rate, he needs one anyway, with the two bookworms he's somehow landed in his lap.) ]
Yeah. It can't hurt.
[ Oh boy is he ever wrong about that one.
The elevator seals itself once again, and with a cheerful 'ding!', they ascend. But this time, it's slow going -- as in, the daemon can watch the floors pass by a bit too slowly for his taste, all while the faithful Trust Box begins to groan and whine alarmingly. Finally, it grinds to a halt, just shy of floor 31.
Welp. They almost made it...
An alarm bell sounds once, and the lights overhead flicker and burn out en masse, save for one. The word "ERROR" written in red LED font flashes on the screen where the floor number used to be, and the control panel below goes dark.
Yet, amid all of this, all Rokurou can do is chuckle, seemingly to himself, and pat Eizen once on the shoulder. ]
The Reaper's Curse strikes again, huh? [ Heh. ] Alright, stairs it is!
[ A breath out, and he'll pull "Stormhowl" from his back. Not to draw the blade, no; but it's just the right height for the tip of the handle to pop open a service access in the ceiling, when lifted. ]
Looks like the only way out is through. You ready?
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Yeah. It can't hurt.
[ Oh boy is he ever wrong about that one.
The elevator seals itself once again, and with a cheerful 'ding!', they ascend. But this time, it's slow going -- as in, the daemon can watch the floors pass by a bit too slowly for his taste, all while the faithful Trust Box begins to groan and whine alarmingly. Finally, it grinds to a halt, just shy of floor 31.
Welp. They almost made it...
An alarm bell sounds once, and the lights overhead flicker and burn out en masse, save for one. The word "ERROR" written in red LED font flashes on the screen where the floor number used to be, and the control panel below goes dark.
Yet, amid all of this, all Rokurou can do is chuckle, seemingly to himself, and pat Eizen once on the shoulder. ]
The Reaper's Curse strikes again, huh? [ Heh. ] Alright, stairs it is!
[ A breath out, and he'll pull "Stormhowl" from his back. Not to draw the blade, no; but it's just the right height for the tip of the handle to pop open a service access in the ceiling, when lifted. ]
Looks like the only way out is through. You ready?