[elevator] [cerberus]

[guillotineroom]

[ When you open your eyes again the first thing that you, and your teammates, may notice is that you are confined within an iron cage, rectangle in shape. Further inspection will reveal that outside of the cage is a large structure of sorts, reaching far above you. It kind of looks like an unfinished clock tower, really... there are spots that look finished and bolted tightly, and others that look like they had been left once and the work never thought of again.

Also, it's pretty chilly. You might get to notice that.

It's foggy and windy—the kind of wind that howls and roars, jostling your cage against the tall shaft, and every so often you feel as though you might have had the ghost of a raindrop on you. The tower-like build creaks horribly ominously in the wind, and you can see the rusted metals swaying slightly. But if you decide to look around...

Flapping above you (and not helping with the wind) is a harpy-like creature, iron chains wrapped around their talons. Though, maybe it's more like a lion? The chains are bolted to the top of your cage. There are also little indicators on the structure, the same distance apart, that seem to be declaring different levels or heights. They look horribly unhappy to be here, but they're also impressive at ignoring any call you might have for them.

There's a door to the cage, but it won't open, even if it's just a simple-looking locking mechanism. If you peer out, it's too foggy on the ground to make out very much, but you can make out nine other, tower-like structures with similarly flapping harpies. Each one, including your own, has an emblazoned emblem of every team's patron monster, so that you can see where everyone is—it's just difficult to make out exactly who may be in each one. Even more difficult to try and communicate like this.

Attached to the door is an aged metal panel with a screen and four buttons; two to choose between the team names that appear on the dark green and black screen, and two to choose whether you wish for that team to go up or down.

After a moment, a little speaker in the corner starts playing an incredibly bad quality version of this.]

Comments

[cultfavorite]

I know you will. I expect nothing less of you.

[He leans over to kiss her cheek.]

[fujimaru]

[ She doesn't startle for once, but she lifts her head a little, giving him a small lopsided smile. ]

Sorry in advance for the headache that'll be for you.

[cultfavorite]

You know, I couldn't tell you what I'll do when that time comes.

[He leans his head with hers, drifting in the comfort while they have it.]

[fujimaru]

You'll do whatever you think is right at the time.

[ She stays leaning against him, taking a slow careful breath, soothing. ]

Even if it means standing against me. I trust that you'll make the choice you feel is the right one.

[cultfavorite]

Ah . . . I hope so. I've never much thought of myself as that kind of person.

[fujimaru]

Really? I think you're the kind of guy who thinks a lot about this sort of thing. And maybe you don't always act on what you decide on, but... I think, when it's something that will really matter to you, you'll do it.

[cultfavorite]

Ha, well. I do overthink everything. You're right about that one. I don't know if I overthink what's morally correct . . . maybe more now than I once did.