☘ 043; [action; nightmare castle 2f]

[solas_ion]

[Lancer's patience was quickly wearing thin with this place. His shoulder hurt like hell after the other night's little run-in with whatever those monsters were, and the mark on his hand only served to irritate him more. What was this supposed to be, some weird blue parody of Command Spells? What a pain.]

...tch. [Scowling, he shoved his hands into his pockets and stalked around the castle's second floor with a miserable look on his face.]

[ooc: Simple catch-all action post; pick a room/location and I'll roll with it!]

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[solas_ion]

Nah, how could you tell.

[It came out a little more flat than the sarcasm he'd meant to use, but oh well. He glanced to her Pokeball before looking back up, suddenly interested rather than annoyed. A moment or two passed, and Lancer suddenly looked deeply contemplative before speaking up again.]

...Hey. Got a question for ya--forget workin' on what's behind this for a minute and tell me this. Why take those at all if there was a chance to get them back? More than that, why make it so simple?

[Though Lancer did have an answer in mind, the question wasn't rhetorical. Mostly he just wanted to see if anyone else was thinking along the same lines.]

[soggypastry]

[She rolls her eyes, shaking her head. Yeah. Bad day. But who isn't having one of those at this point, especially with thoughts like that rattling about their skulls. She gives it a moment of thought, then:]

It's a punishment for us. [what have you done for them?] Make us vulnerable without them. Force us to fight on our own. [she glances at her hand, trying not to shiver at the implications that keep running through her head, before she sighs.] And locking doors that can't be broken down doesn't sound simple to me, Lancer. It sounds like a lot of work.

[solas_ion]

I ain't saying you're wrong, but I mean 'simple' compared to what they could have done.

[Lancer himself had stubbornly kept the hand bearing the sigil in his pocket, even as he waved the other one around idly.]

I mean, look at this place. If they really wanted to make it difficult, they'd at least have been guarded on top of locked doors. Top of a tower, hidden in a barricaded and guarded treasury, I could go on.

Yeah, it's a good amount of work. But it's not half as much as I'd expect. I'd almost go so far as to call it some fucked up kinda test more than actively trying to kill us all or whatever.

[soggypastry]

[Not actively trying to--she snaps her head up, lips pursed and eyes narrowed. Things could be harder, yes, but what's happening is already hard enough as it is. No use tempting fate in this scenario.]

Let me guess, you haven't gone outside at night yet. [more rhetorical than actual question, and she snorts before continuing.] There are things that are trying to kill us in here, you know, and they're nothing to sneeze at.

[solas_ion]

That's another thing. [Lancer tapped at his right shoulder, sounding genuinely confused.] I took a lance full-on right here. By all logic I should be bleeding all over the place. Hurts like hell, but I'm not dead. Far as I can tell, I'm more or less alright. So what's the deal with that, then?

[soggypastry]

[One finger taps her Pokéball in answer to that. Trying to kill doesn't mean succeed; she'd been speaking more about the threat and how things could be harder.] We're still in their world. Death's never worked the same way. Why would that change now?