@Mr.Misfit
(Wasn't there an elevator jam or something? I saw you guys looking for a lab.)
(Wasn't there an elevator jam or something? I saw you guys looking for a lab.)
(I don't think it jammed, just dropped quickly. But, yeah. Maybe Dylan went to the bathroom and came back to them gone?)
(Ah. Yeah, that works. Lest we instead say he got dragged out his window again.)
(Whichever you'd prefer. Lol.
Sorry my responses are so slow, I'm working on math.)
(oof sorry, saw this revived but didn't have a chance to respond, so hello)
(Lol. Hey, welcome back! ;P)
(Alright, so Dylan just got out of the 'fresher or something. Who goes first?)
(Hm… Do you want to? That way we know what happened to him."
(Sure, I guess. We all good to go now, or wait?)
(I'm good to go now, but I might be slow. Schoolwork, yay…)
(Same here)
(I feel ya. Here I go!)
Dylan slid the shirt back over his head, feeling much better than before, and fitted the stone pouch securely on his belt loop. On his way downstairs he passed Vaughn's room, and debated for a minute borrowing a handgun, but thought against it. It wouldn't be neccessary.
Taking the stairs down two at a time, Dylan reached the living room to find his coffee on the table as he had left it, but Avery was nowhere to be found.
She walked out?
Dylan thought he heard an electrical whirring, but dismissed the sound as the nearby fridge and went about the house, turning up empty.
(Do we wanna label this thread as Live again?)
(I would if the new update wasn’t preventing me from doing so…)
“Well… That was fun,” Avery said, her voice dripping with sarcasm as the elevator cane to a halt. “Any chance we could not do that again?”
Dylan paused in the center of the kitchen, tapping his foot and thinking.
She wouldn't have gone off unless it was important, I hope. Maybe she didn't go farther than the cellar or something.
Just then, he heard a mechanical clink take over the whir from earlier.
"Avery? What are you breaking?" He called out in the general direction, hoping she could actually hear him despite distance.
(The face lift was pretty nice, though.)
(Lol. Yeah, it’s nice, but there are a few kinks that need to be worked out.)
Avery glanced up the shaft, hearing her name, though it was faint. Was that… Dylan? Gosh, they’d left him! He was probably wondering where the heck they’d gone!
“Dylan? I’m not breaking anything, gosh. Well, I’m not the one breaking things… Kaz, Vaughn, and I are in the service elevator. It fell,” she called up, hoping he could hear her.
Vaughn ran his fingers through his hair with a huff. He looked in the shafts direction before looking up. He hoped that it would still work so that they could get back up to the first floor. “See if you can get it working again from up there?” He added.
Dylan heard nothing but a faint reply coming from the living room. When nothing there seemed out of place, he went into the maintenance closet, and noticed that this time there was little in the way of floor, replaced instead by an elevator shaft that seemed only to lead to oblivion.
Welp, Dylan thought, this looks like fun.
With no ladder or rope, his only option was to rig up a way down himself. Thankfully, the steel elevator cables seemed to hold firm, making it a simple task for Dylan to create a track-based mini-elevator of his own from the darkness below.
Right before he started to descend, Vaughn's voice echoed up from below, "See if you can get it working again from up there?"
"Can't Kaz give the whole place a jolt?" Dylan responded.
Vaughn looked over at Kaz, arching a brow in question. He sure hoped so. They either had to bring this back up to the first floor, or get the doors open and see if there was anything on the other side. And if so- what?
“If he can’t… I could try getting back up there myself to look at it,” Avery mused, looking thoughtful. If only she had a pocket version of Oscar, then she could just have him scan to see what the problem was…
"You're asking the former mechanic of a ship whether or not he can fix something? Please," Kaz scoffed, a slight grin on his face. "Just give me a second, I'll get it fixed," he said before beginning to look for an access point
"In the meantime, I'm on my way down." He said.
Putting both hands on the form of the elevator for both confidence and support, Dylan urged it down the cables until he was with the others, where he dismissed the elevator.
"It's nice and dark down here, huh?"
Avery sighed and rubbed at her forehead with the palm of her hand. “Dylan… You probably should have stayed up there. We don’t even know if we can get back up…”
"We can, and we will, even if I have to carry us up there myself," Kaz huffed. Though his eyes widened when a panel popped open, and he grinned as he began to go through some wire
Vaughn turned to look at the doors on the other side. “Kaz, do you think you could open those?” He asked. He normally would have just pried them open, but he didn’t want to cause more damage to the elevator.
"Uh, yeah, just give me a second," Kaz said, fiddling with a few wires before connecting a few and sending a jolt through them, causing the doors to open with a ding
Avery blinked and raised her eyebrows when the door opened. “Well… All right, then. Shall we explore?”
"Yeah. Let's go find something dangerous. Ya know, because that doesn't happen on the daily."
Dylan raised his right hand, letting light shine from it so he wasn't tripping over wires and boxes.
"So what would be in an old Robot's lab?"
"All kinds of things. Got a friend of a friend who is both a robot and has a lab, and it's full of weird shit," Kaz commented
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