thinkfirst: (glare | uncertain | worry)
Commandant Flynn Scifo ([personal profile] thinkfirst) wrote in [community profile] wellcome 2024-06-03 11:30 pm (UTC)

Unhurt and standing.

[ Flynn says, crisp as a status report, his voice echoing. He hovers just inside the doorway for a moment, looking around for any hint of Ademnet's direction. Obviously the normal rules of rooms aren't working here, if they can take a single step and be transported— well, not away, really. If Flynn pushes past the burst of worry, he can think about it, and even in the last room he'd only been shoved down under some sand, not taken out entirely. If he can hear Ademnet, then he must be at least nearby, and he doesn't sound hurt.

He risks a step, cautious, after testing the floor with a foot to make sure nothing gives beneath them. Behind him, the door closes, sealing them away.

Flynn wishes sorely for his sword. His fingers clasp on instinct for the open air at his hip; embarrassed, he lets his fingers drop again.
]

Tell me what you're seeing. In front of me are the same four walls I was expecting and a pedestal with...

[ ....definitely not good. ]

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