Echo (
screwthatnoise) wrote2013-07-29 04:16 pm
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♥ v2
A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.
(please join #echolife! ♪)
(please join #echolife! ♪)
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Is the library on the second floor?
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"The second story. The doors will be right there."
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Zwei's amused voice echos through the room as you do.
"Taking advice from a stuffed animal... really?"
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"You know, it wasn't just Echo concerned by your willingness to trust most things..."
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[ working his way up the stairs, looking around to see if he can locate her voice :T ]
I don't need Zwei-san's concern.
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The second story is nothing special. Same old damaged walls/floor, same old rubble just lying around.
Straight ahead of you is a pair of tall double doors with elegant handles. It’s opened just a crack.
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