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Started by Carthrat, September 13, 2005, 02:51:22 AM

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Carthrat

Your fountain pen is remarkably sharp, though you're not sure if it's red ink or blood that spills out of the womans hand when you jab it in there, as there's an *awful* lot of it.

Her talons recoil in pain, and in that opening, the doors shut, and the elevator starts moving down!
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Liddo-kun

I stumble back away from the elevator door, fighting to get air into my lungs as my heart thunders wildly.  The pen clatters from my shaking hand as my legs wobble beneath me then promptly give out, leaving me on my butt.

"W-what was that?" I asked myself, while leaning against the wall of the elevator for some measure of comfort.

My body shook as if chilled and a sniffle was begging to be let out, which was stomped back down viciously as I wiped at my eyes with the back of my sleeve.

As much as I wanted to curl up in a scared ball, my want to continue to live was greater so I focused on that goal for the time being.

"I need to get out of the building..." I mumbled to myself as I chewed on my thumbnail in a nervous habit.  I glanced up to see how the elevator was progressing.
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.

Carthrat

12... 11... 10... 9...

The elevator rapidly progresses down, soon bringing you back to the main foyer, which is still mostly empty. Out the front of the building, though, some cars have been parked; three black cadillacs, the doors of which all simultaneously open, revealing tough-looking men in suits.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Liddo-kun

There was a surge of emotions at the sight of the men, and it wasn't a positive one, but first things first.  I got up, but before exiting, I pressed a host of floor numbers to tie the elevator up.

With that done, I stepped out of the elevator quickly and looked for something promising.  I needed some way to cause a commotion to provide some cover to sneak out without being caught by the approaching men.

I didn't kid myself.  The distinctive ash white hair of mine was going to make simply walking by them an impossibly difficult task.

Perhaps pulling a fire alarm lever would help?
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.

Carthrat

The men don't seem in any hurry to catch up with you. Rather, they're escorts for other men in suits, who soon exit the limo and start walking towards the doors.

One of the bodyguards puts a hand to his ear, and you can discern his lips move slightly. Then he looks at you.

There was a fire alarm button inside the elevator, but you've set it off already. There are others, but they're against the walls of the foyer. You could get to any of them pretty quickly, though.

The cafe, in particular, catches your eye. It has a back-door into a kitchen of some kind. Apart from that, there are some nearby toilets, an office for the foyer receptionist, and the front door. There aren't any other obvious exits from the foyer.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Liddo-kun

I flinch at the look that the bodyguard gives me.  So it's time for yet another trip to a cafe, I decide.  It just wouldn't be under the same happy circumstances as this morning.
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.

Carthrat

Well, you could probably order something, if you wanted to. The cafe waitress is somehow oblivious to the almost palable tension that wafts through the air.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Liddo-kun

Upon entering the cafe, I approach the waitress wearing a most worried look, which isn't hard at all given the reality of the current situation.  Beckoning her slightly off to the side, "Is there a way out of here that doesn't involve going out the front entrance?  Maybe a service door where you guys get your supplies or take out your trash?"

I cast a quick glance over my shoulder for effect and also to see if the men in suits are actually approaching, as I fear.
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.

Carthrat

The men in suits are approaching, but they don't appear to be heading towards you. Instead, they're going for the bank of elevators.

The cafe girl yawns. "Yeah, to the alley behind all the chinese restraunts in Chinatown," she replies. "They'll be getting deliveries now."
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Liddo-kun

While going out the front door would be preferable...  "This might sound weird, but do you think I could go out that way?" I ask her.  "There's a creepy guy I'm trying to dodge.  You know, one of those nasty touchy-grabby types?  I don't want him to see me leaving or he might follow me home."

I hold out hope that she can empathize with a situation like that.
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.

Carthrat

"Huh. Sure. Isn't that what they're paying you for?" drawls the girl. "But, whatever. Doors out back, whitey."
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Liddo-kun

Funny, when did I suddenly become a waitress? - was what I *wanted* to say, but thought better of it and settled for, "I guess our jobs aren't so different," I quipped, giving her as polite a smile as I could muster before making my way towards then out the aforementioned exit.

Couldn't they just say platinum-blonde?  That comes across so much more nicer than 'whitey'....
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.

Carthrat

You head through the small kitchen- not much there, beyond a coffee machine, a grill, and a deep-fry, all in perfect, gleaming condition. Even the floors were shiny enough to see your reflection off- haggard and flustered.

You soon find the back door, and just as the woman said, it leads into an alley, which currently has a couple of delivery trucks in it, filled with fresh (hah!) food for the surrounding restraunts.

You think you know where you are, and could get back to the train station from here if you had to.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Liddo-kun

I let out a tired breath raggedly, rubbing my face with my hands.  Mentally going through the whole sequence of events makes me dizzy with the odd twists and turns it took, so I pushed it aside to focus on the task at hand.

Straightening, I walk out of the alley and make for the train station.  It's time to get this day over with, hopefully.
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.

Carthrat

Excepting, of course, that the day has barely begun, and it's only just turned 8:30.

The train station is busier, now. Students and office-jockeys are pouring out in crowds, making it hard to reach the terminal. You start to slog through nonetheless, knowing that you'll get there eventually.

Then, you see that woman again. She's standing nearby the terminal, reading a newspaper, But then she looks over the top of it, sees you, and smiles.

It is not a nice a smile. Luckily, there's a crowd between you and her.

Unluckily, there's also a crowd between you and the exit.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up