[Backdated to first round] Gets off ass and makes a post

[cadetibet]

Well, looks like she lucked out today. Or, that's what a normal person would say. But she's not exactly normal and a corner full of chests straight out of some fantasy movie rubs her the wrong way.

Yuura approaches with care. Their designer had strange tastes, but the sharp metal and leathery covers could prove useful if she can take it apart. It doesn't seem to have a lock. She reaches out and pushes the top off.

Empty. Her heart sinks. Of course it is. She lets the trunk lid fall.

The eyes on the front snap open.

"What the hell-?!"

Gunfire echoes through the walls, only ceasing when the trunk finally drops dead. Yuura, panting, lowers her gun.

"What the... why?"

Another chest runs for her. Yuura screams in frustration and begins to fire again.

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Leshath's not sure where he is in the labrynth right now, but the young man in the hakama and cargos isn't worried about that.

"We were never isolated this much the last time..." Sure, this isn't last times, he knows that, but its clever of the guy behind it. The organization of the people both in and out of the events brought them down - so, the best way to prevent that was to isolate everyone from each other. Leshath scowls up at the walls. "You bastard..."

Click. Leshath groans. "Crap..."

"Kuri?"

No. Leshath tenses. The voice is different, he thinks, but that doesn't calm his pulse. He spins towards the sound. It's a kuriboh - brown instead of black and white, nothing to worry about, not a threat -

"Kuri? Kuri?" They multiply before his hidden eyes, each one identical to the last. The group goes larger and larger, and in the back of his head, he can hear the Mastermind laughing.

The tears prick at his eyes and Leshath runs for his life.

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[sealedpendant]

Another figure drops from seemingly nowhere, stumbling out of a hole in the wall that appears for only a moment and landing had on his knees. That device may have been a mistake... At least this room doesn't seem to have another gaping pit.

Astral is still adjusting to the light when he sees Leshath run by in a flash of fabric and...fur? Are those animals?

Kuri! Kuri kuri!

Well, maybe animals isn't quite right. "Leshath? Is that you?" He's already scrambling to his feet and running. This has to be another trap.

thanks roommate

[leshath]

He doesn't see Astral - his panic has blinded him to all but the idea of escape. But he hears that voice, and despite everything screaming for him not to, he looks over his shoulder.

"Astral!" He's reaching a hand out but it's not for help. "Stay away! They'll hurt you!" Will they? They're kuribohs after all. What exactly are they going to do to either of them?

[sealedpendant]

Hurt him? Sure, anything is possible in a place like this, but... Doesn't that seem a bit much?

Astral grabs onto the outstretched hand, tugging lightly on it. Leshath already seems terrified, he doesn't want to frighten him further. "I'll be fine. You , on the other hand, look like you need help." He gives another tug, adding, "Come on."