[ pee soaked blob... jolyne takes the scrubs and just clutches them because this is. literally so frustrating. nothing is right, it's all...
she closes her eyes. ]
You don't have to do this. [ furrowing her brow. man everything hurts right now. (please let me put these scrubs on real quick tho...) ] You can at least tell us what happened. Why everything is... like this now? It looks like it went through a meat grinder.
[ maybe they shouldn't be letting this guy call the cops, but this is also the first second they've had to breathe at all since they woke up, and while jolyne's asking these questions, datz is trying to think through everything himself — which is hard when he's feeling this shitty and out of it, but.
leaning over to whisper to her after a moment— ]
I'm... This has gotta be one of those stupid Thursday trips, right? So... maybe there's not gonna be a good answer, or at least not one that really matters to us in the long run. Maybe we just need to power through this damn thing. I dunno.
[ ...where did rita even go, they haven't heard the elevator or anything. ]
[Datz and Jolyne sure are letting this creature just call the police! That is a thing that is happening.
Unfortunately, the line connects and the creature ignores them to start talking to whoever answered the call, lowering their voice to the point where it's hard to fully understand what its saying. Something about a hospital. About two murders. About patients that cannot be allowed to leave the hospital. Its voice is too strange. One of their hands hovers near their belt, where there's some kind of holster situation happening.
Jolyne's letter opener is right there unless she dropped it after taking the pee blob hostage.
Meanwhile, with Rita, the teen chews on their lower lip. The dried blood on their face sticks to the skin, cracking a little.]
... Okay. [They turn the grate around in their hands, thinking. Their eyes flicker to the door, as if trying to listen to what's happening out there. It's way too quiet.] What's your plan?
the minute datz tells her this, she adjusts her perspective unhappily... nodding. there is so much happening, that even a few dangerous seconds to breathe is worth it. these places force them to do all kinds of violent shit. can't a girl just be a girl!?
she grits her teeth and is just. really out here. is going to letter opener that hand immediately, the one going to the holster, because maybe the pain will get them to fuckin drop the phone-like device so they can actually destroy it this time. the police will still take a hot minute to get here maybe, but it's something.
(creature police? she doesn't want to find out what that looks like.)
so yeah. just. letter opening that shit immediately (and if she gets shot! she gets shot!!!!! i guess!!!!!) ]
[ rita exits the washroom and peeks out into the hallway. he's calling them!! they're just letting him call them!! god!!
jolyne moves to stab, and rita runs out into the hall at the same moment, hurling the stapler at the creature's other hand -- the one holding the phone. at this angle, she hopes it'll knock it out of his hand, or hit him in the face. or distract him while the others take him out. ]
[ okay, we're back in action!!!! following right on jolyne's heels, datz lunges to try to grab whatever the creature was going for in that holster as soon as she takes aim at its hand.
let's get a weapon that's quicker to use and less of a commitment to threaten people with than a heavy office chair!!! ]
With twin rolls of 11, the creature notices Jolyne and Datz lunging at it far too quickly. From the holster, it pulls out what they will vaguely recognize to be a gun from the shape of it alone, and then it aims it squarely at Jolyne's face with its finger on the trigger.
The creature does not see Rita coming, however. It didn't even know she was there.
Since it was holding the phone up to its ear(?), the stapler doesn't only succeed in knocking the phone out of its hand, but it also hits them squarely in the face. It is dazed by the impact long enough for Jolyne to stab it through the hand holding the gun. Datz can rip the gun out of its hands after Jolyne stabs it. However, he will also need to be careful. The creature's other hand darts out to punch him square in the face.
The phone goes flying down the hallway, right over Rita's head. It slams into the wall at the end of the hallway and falls to the ground with a wet thump. The tinny voice emanating from it sounds infinitely confused.
From room 3-4, the teen runs out with the vent cover in hand and uses it to smash the phone to pieces.]
[ THIS CREATURE IS SO FUCKIN FIGHTY AND FOR WHAT YOU ARE MAKING THIS MESSIER THAN IT NEEDS TO BE (you killed their friend, you made it messy first) MESSIER.
datz and jolyne keeping its attention while rita just fucking bashes its hand with the stapler works out really well. she makes sure that the hand stabbing also yanks to the side to tear into the creature's appendage, her grip slick but strong before she yanks it out, bleed asshole.
(seeing the teen smash the phone - she looks relieved for a millisecond)
but she will attack again if it continues to resist after this round, if she has to, with the letter opener if it really wants to die on this fuckin' hill. she looks ready to fuckin burn this place down!!!! frankly!!! ]
[ this was way too close. maybe she shouldn't have left those two alone after all...
there's a cry of triumph when the teen smashes the phone. and for a fleeting moment, there's even a smile.
but they're not in the clear yet. rita runs ahead, straight past the creature that jolyne's trying to grapple with, to the elevator once more. she still has the keys. she'll try to open the gate and call the elevator once more. ]
datz gets punched in the fucking face! and yells OW, WHAT THE HELL, MAN?? and drops the damn gun, which is going to go skidding across the floor behind him to where rita is over by the elevator. hopefully the safety wasn't off yet. ]
Oof— Rita, by your feet!
[ GRAB IT!! he's going to duck back into 3-3 quick just to grab that last set of scrubs he got out and also throw that at her, and then back up jolyne in holding this guy back until the elevator gets here. ]
[The letter opener tears through the creature's appendage. It screams in pain but it does not go down. With Datz running off to 3-3 and Rita running past all of them to get to the elevator, Jolyne now has the creature's undivided attention. It lunges at her, kicking and scratching and trying to throttle her one-handedly. It is not very successful, given that it rolled a hecking 2, but Jolyne rolled a 3 so it's not like she's doing great either.
The teen runs down the hallway to catch up with Rita, helping her push the gate aside and then bouncing on their feet nervously while they open the elevator. The cabin never left this floor, as it turns out, because it only takes a couple of seconds for the doors to slide open.
[ yeah, no, it's not going well. the creature is trying to throttle her and this is nothing new.
she's going in bare-fisted with the letter opener clutched in her hand still, just punching and punching and kicking and scratching like an animal too. she will try and stab it in the general shoulder-lumpy area idk. they are just here fighting and she will do her best to be sure it stays down. with her sad 3....... ]
[ ok jolyne is taking way too much of a beating here, once the elevator's open datz is just kind of shoving himself in between her and the creature and giving it an uppercut to the jaw. ]
Go on, get in and press the button and then I'll jump in.
[ he'll try to knock it back with a kick to its flabby gut when it's time to go to keep it from catching up before the doors close. ]
[The teen looks apologetic when they shake their head.]
The windows on the other floors are... reinforced. Can't break them. I already tried. But the main floor is open to guests, so they had to make it easier for people to leave in the case of an emergency.
[As for Jolyne and Datz...
Well.
With a roll of 9, Datz isn't very effective in getting between Jolyne and the creature. He may punch it in the face, sure. Kick it in the gut, you got it. But while his efforts to hold the goopy friend back are as commendable as his efforts to preserve everyone's modesty, they aren't what manages to finally get the goopy creature off their back.
With a Nat 20, Jolyne stabs down at the same time that the creature does its best to dodge Datz' kick.
The letter opener goes right through its throat.
Wheezing, gurgling, choking on its own blood, the creature crumples down to the floor while clawing at its throat with its bisected hand. It is dying.]
[ i hate the meat dimension and i hate nat 20s (no i love the meat dimension, quynn, like truly, me, charles.)
but jolyne hates it and when the blood spurts up or whatever this creature has in them, she just looks down, horrified, because she really just meant to fucking stab them in the shoulder, not the throat. but fine fine fine fine fine, she's going, she's being pulled away, and she's gonna just sink this battleship of a person by taking the letter opener even though it is Cursed now and just grabbing datz quickly by the arm. ]
We have to go, we have to just... we have to go... I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry—
[ SHE'S KILLED PEOPLE BUT NOT IN THIS KIND OF SITUATION. NOT LIKE THIS. i GUESS WE'RE GOING TO THE ELEVATOR NOW. HAHA. ]
[ hahahaha wow well that was sure the opposite of what he was trying to do!!!
for a brief moment he has the thought that they're in a hospital, maybe someone can get up here and— but no, because this place only has the one damn elevator and no stairs, and after everything they just went through to get to the thing, they're fucking taking it. ]
Fuck, that wasn't supposed to — sorry.
[ man, if you'd just let us go...
a brief glance back into 3-3 as jolyne pulls him away, at the poor guy who's still passed out in a puddle of his own piss and for whom clean pants aren't gonna be any consolation when he wakes up now. great.
he gets into the elevator — having to step over the body of the guy he beat to death with a chair to get there — and takes a deep breath. ]
[This is what happens when you don't build your survival horror hospitals to be OSHA compliant.
Stepping inside the elevator, they can still hear the creature choking on its own blood, struggling to breathe through the hole in its throat. And then, just as the doors begin to close — the creature falls silent with one last strangled breath.
The pee blob remains blissfully unconscious and unaware.
Now that they're inside the elevator, they are facing a new challenge.
The panel within the elevator indicates that there are three floors total. The third floor, where they are now, along with the second floor and the first floor. The only problem is that, instead of having buttons they can push to take them down, there is a keyhole for each floor.
The keyring they stole from the poor blob who Datz bludgeoned to death only had three keys. Two of them they already know belong to the elevator gate and the elevator doors. They only have one key left to try, and there is no clear indication of which floor it will allow them to go to.]
is there like. a card slot at all in this elevator? we do still have... a key card too from the first blob we mcmurdered (sorry). 1/3 alive is better than 0/3 alive? :face_holding_back_tears:
she just glances at him and then at her arm which is. well. not great. is there even a visible like. portion of the stupid needle sticking out at all? ]
Hurts like motherfucker... it's hard to even think like this, it's like I'm hungry and cold constantly, what the hell did they do to us? They said we murdered kids...
[ the atmosphere is pretty heavy as the others file in, but there's no time to dwell on it. at least, so thinks rita, who was fortunate enough to not see the entire interaction with the creature dying on the floor as the elevator doors close. ]
They... what?
[ a dazed look, and then she shakes her head. ]
It's obviously nonsense. Forget about it.
[ the adrenaline is wearing off, and that's a problem. she can't give in to the hunger and disorientation and dizziness. she needs to focus.
she'll try sticking this horrible tooth-key into the keyhole for the first floor. does it turn? if not, she'll try the others. ]
[ yeah, he's still kind of dazed himself. and even though he just asked about jolyne's arm, he has nothing to offer back to her response except for "oh, sorry, that sucks" so he just. doesn't. ]
Yep, that's what he said.
[ he hesitates for a second, frowning as he thinks back to that last creature before it started dying horribly. ]
Did you notice— [ ... ] Never mind, not important.
[ anyway. going to look around this elevator while rita's trying the key and jolyne's checking for the key card. anything of note in here? anything dropped on the floor, any notices taped up anywhere, any escape hatches, does it have those weird mirror sides that are going to force them to look at their crimes and shame? ]
[They should still have everything they looted from the first body, provided they didn't drop it on their way here. There's nothing in the elevator that looks like it could be used with a keycard. However, the card does appear to be an RFID card. There is a somewhat faded picture of the first creature they killed on one side of the card, scowling at the camera. A name is written right beneath the picture, but it's all gibberish to Jolyne.
There's a hint of the needle visibly poking out of her skin. However, she will need some sort of tool to safely pull it out of her arm.
The key does not work on the keyhole for the first floor, no. However, it does turn easily when she tries the second floor keyhole. The elevator begins to move down. The gang may talk amongst themselves for one more round until they arrive at the next floor.
There is nothing particularly helpful inside the elevator. Datz can spot an escape hatch on the ceiling of the cabin, but it's ridiculously tiny. Only Rita and the teen could plausibly squeeze through. A mirror stares down at them from the upper corner of the elevator.
Datz and Jolyne look just as terrible as they might imagine, with the evidence of their actions thus far splattered all over their faces.
The teen, for whatever reason, pointedly avoids looking up at the mirror. They quietly nod when Jolyne thanks them, but they don't really contribute anything to the conversation, chewing on the inside of their mouth and shifting on their feet anxiously.]
[ great she is no longer looking at the mirror that is not something she wants to see right now! also the bit of a needle poking out of her skin sucks! she will not try to mess with it... right now. ]
Can only imagine what's on the second floor if that was the third one...
[ she would like to not kill... more... she's so cold. looking at the card. ]
Might be able to use this... Don't know how, but it was on that creature. [ frowning as she shoves the letter opener carefully into the scrub pocket now. ] Can't make out anything else, but weird the elevator was gated up like that.
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she closes her eyes. ]
You don't have to do this. [ furrowing her brow. man everything hurts right now. (please let me put these scrubs on real quick tho...) ] You can at least tell us what happened. Why everything is... like this now? It looks like it went through a meat grinder.
[ letter opener... where are you....... (no) ]
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[ rita takes a step back and shakes her head. ]
No. I can't just leave them. And... you shouldn't have to be alone, either!
[ she reaches to grab their shoulder. ]
We'll figure something out. It's too soon to give up.
[ why does it sound so quiet back there? they can't seriously be letting that guy call the police... ]
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leaning over to whisper to her after a moment— ]
I'm... This has gotta be one of those stupid Thursday trips, right? So... maybe there's not gonna be a good answer, or at least not one that really matters to us in the long run. Maybe we just need to power through this damn thing. I dunno.
[ ...where did rita even go, they haven't heard the elevator or anything. ]
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Unfortunately, the line connects and the creature ignores them to start talking to whoever answered the call, lowering their voice to the point where it's hard to fully understand what its saying. Something about a hospital. About two murders. About patients that cannot be allowed to leave the hospital. Its voice is too strange. One of their hands hovers near their belt, where there's some kind of holster situation happening.
Jolyne's letter opener is right there unless she dropped it after taking the pee blob hostage.
Meanwhile, with Rita, the teen chews on their lower lip. The dried blood on their face sticks to the skin, cracking a little.]
... Okay. [They turn the grate around in their hands, thinking. Their eyes flicker to the door, as if trying to listen to what's happening out there. It's way too quiet.] What's your plan?
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the minute datz tells her this, she adjusts her perspective unhappily... nodding. there is so much happening, that even a few dangerous seconds to breathe is worth it. these places force them to do all kinds of violent shit. can't a girl just be a girl!?
she grits her teeth and is just. really out here. is going to letter opener that hand immediately, the one going to the holster, because maybe the pain will get them to fuckin drop the phone-like device so they can actually destroy it this time. the police will still take a hot minute to get here maybe, but it's something.
(creature police? she doesn't want to find out what that looks like.)
so yeah. just. letter opening that shit immediately (and if she gets shot! she gets shot!!!!! i guess!!!!!) ]
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[ rita exits the washroom and peeks out into the hallway. he's calling them!! they're just letting him call them!! god!!
jolyne moves to stab, and rita runs out into the hall at the same moment, hurling the stapler at the creature's other hand -- the one holding the phone. at this angle, she hopes it'll knock it out of his hand, or hit him in the face. or distract him while the others take him out. ]
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let's get a weapon that's quicker to use and less of a commitment to threaten people with than a heavy office chair!!! ]
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With twin rolls of 11, the creature notices Jolyne and Datz lunging at it far too quickly. From the holster, it pulls out what they will vaguely recognize to be a gun from the shape of it alone, and then it aims it squarely at Jolyne's face with its finger on the trigger.
The creature does not see Rita coming, however. It didn't even know she was there.
Since it was holding the phone up to its ear(?), the stapler doesn't only succeed in knocking the phone out of its hand, but it also hits them squarely in the face. It is dazed by the impact long enough for Jolyne to stab it through the hand holding the gun. Datz can rip the gun out of its hands after Jolyne stabs it. However, he will also need to be careful. The creature's other hand darts out to punch him square in the face.
The phone goes flying down the hallway, right over Rita's head. It slams into the wall at the end of the hallway and falls to the ground with a wet thump. The tinny voice emanating from it sounds infinitely confused.
From room 3-4, the teen runs out with the vent cover in hand and uses it to smash the phone to pieces.]
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[ THIS CREATURE IS SO FUCKIN FIGHTY AND FOR WHAT YOU ARE MAKING THIS MESSIER THAN IT NEEDS TO BE (you killed their friend, you made it messy first) MESSIER.
datz and jolyne keeping its attention while rita just fucking bashes its hand with the stapler works out really well. she makes sure that the hand stabbing also yanks to the side to tear into the creature's appendage, her grip slick but strong before she yanks it out, bleed asshole.
(seeing the teen smash the phone - she looks relieved for a millisecond)
but she will attack again if it continues to resist after this round, if she has to, with the letter opener if it really wants to die on this fuckin' hill. she looks ready to fuckin burn this place down!!!! frankly!!! ]
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there's a cry of triumph when the teen smashes the phone. and for a fleeting moment, there's even a smile.
but they're not in the clear yet. rita runs ahead, straight past the creature that jolyne's trying to grapple with, to the elevator once more. she still has the keys. she'll try to open the gate and call the elevator once more. ]
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datz gets punched in the fucking face! and yells OW, WHAT THE HELL, MAN?? and drops the damn gun, which is going to go skidding across the floor behind him to where rita is over by the elevator. hopefully the safety wasn't off yet. ]
Oof— Rita, by your feet!
[ GRAB IT!! he's going to duck back into 3-3 quick just to grab that last set of scrubs he got out and also throw that at her, and then back up jolyne in holding this guy back until the elevator gets here. ]
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The teen runs down the hallway to catch up with Rita, helping her push the gate aside and then bouncing on their feet nervously while they open the elevator. The cabin never left this floor, as it turns out, because it only takes a couple of seconds for the doors to slide open.
Now they just have to hold it.]
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she's going in bare-fisted with the letter opener clutched in her hand still, just punching and punching and kicking and scratching like an animal too. she will try and stab it in the general shoulder-lumpy area idk. they are just here fighting and she will do her best to be sure it stays down. with her sad 3....... ]
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rita picks up the gun and points it at the creature, but there's no clear shot. she can't pull the trigger with jolyne right there.
she looks over at the teen. ]
... Hey. Is the main floor our only way out? If we can get out through another floor, that's going to be the better choice.
[ because if anyone's going to intercept them, they're going to do it down there. ]
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Go on, get in and press the button and then I'll jump in.
[ he'll try to knock it back with a kick to its flabby gut when it's time to go to keep it from catching up before the doors close. ]
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The windows on the other floors are... reinforced. Can't break them. I already tried. But the main floor is open to guests, so they had to make it easier for people to leave in the case of an emergency.
[As for Jolyne and Datz...
Well.
With a roll of 9, Datz isn't very effective in getting between Jolyne and the creature. He may punch it in the face, sure. Kick it in the gut, you got it. But while his efforts to hold the goopy friend back are as commendable as his efforts to preserve everyone's modesty, they aren't what manages to finally get the goopy creature off their back.
With a Nat 20, Jolyne stabs down at the same time that the creature does its best to dodge Datz' kick.
The letter opener goes right through its throat.
Wheezing, gurgling, choking on its own blood, the creature crumples down to the floor while clawing at its throat with its bisected hand. It is dying.]
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but jolyne hates it and when the blood spurts up or whatever this creature has in them, she just looks down, horrified, because she really just meant to fucking stab them in the shoulder, not the throat. but fine fine fine fine fine, she's going, she's being pulled away, and she's gonna just sink this battleship of a person by taking the letter opener even though it is Cursed now and just grabbing datz quickly by the arm. ]
We have to go, we have to just... we have to go... I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry—
[ SHE'S KILLED PEOPLE BUT NOT IN THIS KIND OF SITUATION. NOT LIKE THIS. i GUESS WE'RE GOING TO THE ELEVATOR NOW. HAHA. ]
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[ she keeps her gun pointed at the creature... that is, until the letter opener slips right into its throat.
her eyes widen, and she lowers the gun. okay!! wow!! ]
... We're going.
[ she'll pick up the scrubs and hold the elevator for everyone to get inside. and then they're heading down. ]
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for a brief moment he has the thought that they're in a hospital, maybe someone can get up here and— but no, because this place only has the one damn elevator and no stairs, and after everything they just went through to get to the thing, they're fucking taking it. ]
Fuck, that wasn't supposed to — sorry.
[ man, if you'd just let us go...
a brief glance back into 3-3 as jolyne pulls him away, at the poor guy who's still passed out in a puddle of his own piss and for whom clean pants aren't gonna be any consolation when he wakes up now. great.
he gets into the elevator — having to step over the body of the guy he beat to death with a chair to get there — and takes a deep breath. ]
Yeah, let's go. ...JC, how's your arm?
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Stepping inside the elevator, they can still hear the creature choking on its own blood, struggling to breathe through the hole in its throat. And then, just as the doors begin to close — the creature falls silent with one last strangled breath.
The pee blob remains blissfully unconscious and unaware.
Now that they're inside the elevator, they are facing a new challenge.
The panel within the elevator indicates that there are three floors total. The third floor, where they are now, along with the second floor and the first floor. The only problem is that, instead of having buttons they can push to take them down, there is a keyhole for each floor.
The keyring they stole from the poor blob who Datz bludgeoned to death only had three keys. Two of them they already know belong to the elevator gate and the elevator doors. They only have one key left to try, and there is no clear indication of which floor it will allow them to go to.]
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anyways, hey hospital? get more stairs, dammit.
is there like. a card slot at all in this elevator? we do still have... a key card too from the first blob we mcmurdered (sorry). 1/3 alive is better than 0/3 alive? :face_holding_back_tears:
she just glances at him and then at her arm which is. well. not great. is there even a visible like. portion of the stupid needle sticking out at all? ]
Hurts like motherfucker... it's hard to even think like this, it's like I'm hungry and cold constantly, what the hell did they do to us? They said we murdered kids...
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They... what?
[ a dazed look, and then she shakes her head. ]
It's obviously nonsense. Forget about it.
[ the adrenaline is wearing off, and that's a problem. she can't give in to the hunger and disorientation and dizziness. she needs to focus.
she'll try sticking this horrible tooth-key into the keyhole for the first floor. does it turn? if not, she'll try the others. ]
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Yep, that's what he said.
[ he hesitates for a second, frowning as he thinks back to that last creature before it started dying horribly. ]
Did you notice— [ ... ] Never mind, not important.
[ anyway. going to look around this elevator while rita's trying the key and jolyne's checking for the key card. anything of note in here? anything dropped on the floor, any notices taped up anywhere, any escape hatches, does it have those weird mirror sides that are going to force them to look at their crimes and shame? ]
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There's a hint of the needle visibly poking out of her skin. However, she will need some sort of tool to safely pull it out of her arm.
The key does not work on the keyhole for the first floor, no. However, it does turn easily when she tries the second floor keyhole. The elevator begins to move down. The gang may talk amongst themselves for one more round until they arrive at the next floor.
There is nothing particularly helpful inside the elevator. Datz can spot an escape hatch on the ceiling of the cabin, but it's ridiculously tiny. Only Rita and the teen could plausibly squeeze through. A mirror stares down at them from the upper corner of the elevator.
Datz and Jolyne look just as terrible as they might imagine, with the evidence of their actions thus far splattered all over their faces.
The teen, for whatever reason, pointedly avoids looking up at the mirror. They quietly nod when Jolyne thanks them, but they don't really contribute anything to the conversation, chewing on the inside of their mouth and shifting on their feet anxiously.]
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Can only imagine what's on the second floor if that was the third one...
[ she would like to not kill... more... she's so cold. looking at the card. ]
Might be able to use this... Don't know how, but it was on that creature. [ frowning as she shoves the letter opener carefully into the scrub pocket now. ] Can't make out anything else, but weird the elevator was gated up like that.
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