lonered: (s728)
Keith ([personal profile] lonered) wrote in [community profile] acatalepsy_logs2019-02-19 08:21 pm

[OPEN]

Who: Anyone hoping to explore the dark ominous elevator shaft
Where: The aforementioned dark ominous elevator shaft
When: Several days in, after the shaft has been found
Rating Who the heck knows at this point. Updated as we go.
What: Jumping down a probably-not-bottomless hole. Mingle around, toss in a top level, threadjack. Whatever is clever.




[An elevator shaft with no elevator car. It's definitely a mystery. There's only one way to solve that sort of mystery, right? What could possibly go wrong?]


Pre-Exploration Planning

Down the Shaft

Aftermath


nogoldenmirror: (cat ☽ the night)

[personal profile] nogoldenmirror 2019-03-01 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Morrigan can definitively say that she does not, in fact, have a rope. They'll have to ask around to see if anyone does. She's curious about it, to be honest. Wants to know what it is that's causing it.

Not nearly enough to risk her life in the process because her powers failed her, however.

Morrigan purrs, but says nothing until they're back with something solid beneath their feet. You're welcome, Keith. Enjoy the cat pets as she lightly does so with a paw. she doesn't want her half-alien friend to go squiiish- aaand now she misses Shale while simultaneously blinking in surprise over the fact that she has yet another friend.

That dragon corpse in the Blight-tainted wilds is definitely getting a workout with how much it's rolling around on its swampy grave. She doesn't want to hop down just yet.]


I would have, but I do not have enough energy to pull it off at the moment.

[She's kidding. OR IS SHE?]
Edited 2019-03-01 05:55 (UTC)
nogoldenmirror: (cat ☽ the night)

[personal profile] nogoldenmirror 2019-03-05 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Say that she's cute aloud. She dares you, Keith. See how well that turns out. She lifts her head slight, front paws resting on his shoulder as she looks back at the open elevator shaft and hisses.

She's not done here, either. She wants to know exactly what caused her to lose control, too. For now, however, she misses solid ground beneath her paws. Yet she can't help the thought that she almost feels safe like this; her instincts as a cat screaming "safe," "warm" and "friend." It's a stupid, foolish thought. Yet there it is.]


I wouldn't squish you. Not unless you deserve it.

[The tease remains in her tone as she nudges him with her paw.]

Indeed. Now let go, if you please.
Edited 2019-03-05 07:27 (UTC)
nogoldenmirror: (cat ☽ the night)

[personal profile] nogoldenmirror 2019-03-06 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Good man. Someone won't be scratched today.it likely says something about her that she both means it but thinks that he won't do something to deserve it. Yet. Maybe. The jury's still out.

She hops down and rubs her head against his lower legs. Before hissing at the elevator shaft.]


I really want to know what caused that.