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It had been three days since he'd woken up in this place.

Or at least, he assumed three days, as he'd slept three times and he was getting too hungry to move. Oh he'd found food here and there alright, but by now, he'd learned not to just march into rooms to retrieve the pre-packaged snack food that had been left in them. He'd arrived here and found four other people, three humans and another troll, and every one of them was in at least two pieces now. They'd been reasonably intelligent in that they'd found little ways to try and trigger traps early or else check that there wasn't anyone else where they stopped, figuring that if their group got too big, people would start turning against eachother.

None of them lived long enough for that to happen.

So now, it was Sollux, by himself, sitting at a junction between three hallways, an empty, unmarked bag in his lap that had once contained unsalted chips and a button off the collar of his shirt in his mouth, clicking gently against his teeth as he turned it over on his tongue. He was thinking over the layout of the place in which he'd found himself, tapping his fingers sluggishly against his knee. Marking the walls had proven useless, as he'd seen after trying to double back away from a trapped corridor to find himself at a dead end where there previously hadn't been one. He had seen... things, just in the edges of his periphery that were resolutely not showing themselves, no matter how long he waited, but he knew they were there, particularly after one had collided at high speed with someone he'd been speaking with, more or less liquifying them. He scrubbed a hand across his face at the memory of the blood splattering onto him and across his clothes then pushed himself up off the ground and put a hand against the nearest wall. He sent out a slow, pulsing wave of psionic energy, closing his eyes and focusing hard in spite of the dizziness, walking slowly in the direction the pulse seemed to go furthest, down a blank hall that seemed to go on forever. It was a trick he'd picked up for finding trick passages the day before, for all the good it had done him, as all it had really managed to do was land him in the middle of this forked passage, with nothing else to go on.

All he could really hope at this point was that either he died quickly in some missed trap, or that he stumbled across some way out.

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6/3/14 23:24 (UTC)
mapsincolor: Kanaya (Kanaya default)
Posted by [personal profile] mapsincolor
When one wakes up in the middle of a homicidal maze, it helps to be dead already. Or undead.

Kanaya had never been so glad to be a Rainbow Drinker. Oh, there were inconveniences - the glowing paired with a unique diet was guaranteed to discourage dinner invitations. Still, she preferred it to the alternative.

The latest 'alternative' would have been particularly unpleasant. She'd stepped on an incorrect floor panel, triggering a rush of dark liquid. Spewing in from all sides, the entire corridor flooded in seconds. She hung suspended, unable to push through the heavy stuff. Ichor seeped into her nostrils and ears. Tiny tendrils seeped between clenched fangs, seeking to choke out breath that wasn't there.

She closed her eyes. Waited. Fought back the instinctive panic I'm drowning drowning you can't YOU PHYSICALLY CANNOT DROWN. Then, gradually, it receded. The hallway stood empty again, stone walls, stone-tiled floor, with a few black puddles scattered throughout.

Spitting out the liquid, Kanaya began to wring out her skirt. Then she paused. There was a faint prickling at the back of her neck. A tingling, close to static, but not quite. She'd felt it a couple of times in the maze, but never this strong. It seemed... familiar.
Edited 6/3/14 23:28 (UTC)

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7/3/14 13:16 (UTC)
mapsincolor: Kanaya (Kanaya default)
Posted by [personal profile] mapsincolor
The prickling built into waves. Red and blue sparks flickered for a moment. Then... a voice. After hours/ days/ ??? of no other words, only screams, it was her name. Kanaya spun around, staring at the skinny figure haloed in the door.

“Sollux!”

The relief crashed in as strong as the dark liquid. Someone whole, someone not in pieces on the wall or splattered across a ceiling. Not just “someone," a friend. It took all Kanaya’s control not to sprint over. Instead, she inhaled deeply. It was really just a habit, breathing, but still held a steadying effect. Looking down, she frowned - her foot rested a half-inch away from another of the “Liquid” tiles. Other symbols glowered from the floor. Their meaning was unknown, but no doubt just as malevolent.

You have to be careful.

“Wait... I’m coming.”

It took agonizing minutes to pick her way over. Finally reaching the other Troll, she seized both his hands, so warm and too thin but it was Sollux.

“Are you... are you... It is far too absurd to ask if you are okay, isn’t it.”

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7/3/14 18:23 (UTC)
mapsincolor: (Kanaya Happy)
Posted by [personal profile] mapsincolor
Kanaya considered the shirt, then accepted with a wan smile. Sollux's clothes weren't much cleaner then hers, but at least they were dry. "Me too. Our hosts do not appear very considerate of special dietary needs - Oh!" A hand flew up, landing on a strap. "I do have this, though!"

She'd nearly forgotten about the backpack. A less fortunate player had been thoughtful enough to leave it behind (along with half of his rib cage.) Setting down Sollux's shirt, she shrugs the bag loose and begins digging. There had been no time to properly inventory its contents, but maybe...

"Let's see - Here!" Pulling a white packet free, Kanaya handed it to her companion.

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8/3/14 12:47 (UTC)
mapsincolor: Kanaya (Kanaya default)
Posted by [personal profile] mapsincolor
"It is hard to... to tell."

Kanaya swallowed. She'd told herself she could do it, didn't need help, could survive on the shallow, stale sips scavenged from the remains of other wanderers. It was a lie. Sollux's blood hummed, buzzing loud as his bees. Every atom in her screamed for that energy. Life, being offered -

Offered by a friend who'd always been too skinny. Now, in the dim light, Sollux looked practically skeletal. His arm shook visibly.

"Thank you." Gently she gripped his hand, then moved it back to the package. "I... I think I will have to take you up on that. Later. You should eat first."

Then she considered his question again. "I am not sure. I've slept twice. Each instance I woke up in a different place."

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8/3/14 17:45 (UTC)
mapsincolor: Kanaya (Kanaya default)
Posted by [personal profile] mapsincolor
As Sollux ducked, the briefest glimpse of metal flashed by. Kanaya started to cry out, but he’d already darted out of sight. When he returned in one piece with the new supplies, she bit back a reproach. What else was there to do? Sit and wait for the maze to kill them?

The second pack held three extra bottles of water, another white food packet, and a few more odds and ends. The water would do nothing to for her thirst, but it had other uses.

“We are not alone. That is true. And we are not without assets, either.”

As Sollux ate and complained of chills, Kanaya opened one of the bottles. Carefully she poured it over a spot in the center of her own skirt. The dark stains sluiced away, revealing beige cloth underneath and a fine, geometric pattern of tiny white stitches. Pulling a needle and a few colors of thread from her own backpack, the Troll quickly began adding to a line on the right side. Two stitches, three, then the black symbol from the Drowning Room. Next the line turned left, leading into a fork with a red “X.”

Finished, Kanaya looked up. She wondered if she should explain or if Sollux had figured it out already.

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9/3/14 13:23 (UTC)
mapsincolor: (Kanaya annoyed)
Posted by [personal profile] mapsincolor
Kanaya nodded at the compliment. Whoever - whatever- put her here had forgotten to search her pockets. She’d nearly cried when she found the sewing supplies.

“Thank you. Really, uncertain death only holds entertainment value for so long. Though if I wake up in another location again, this might all be useless.” Kanaya supposed she would start over. At least the skirt was long. In the meantime, better make this map as correct as possible. She pulled some of the stitches out from where Sollux pointed. The dead end became a box, holding a few diagonal marks that matched his face slashes.

She tried not to think about how many slashes there were.

“I propose an experiment. Let us see if that room is open or closed now. I would be interested to see how far back we are allowed to trace steps, and if the traps remain the same.”
Edited 9/3/14 13:24 (UTC)

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9/3/14 23:23 (UTC)
mapsincolor: (Kanaya annoyed)
Posted by [personal profile] mapsincolor
The first rule, "Keep your eyes on the bodies," had already been broken. Something was coming. Never mind "what," Kanaya could smell it. It crept in dank and rotting, clawing into her nose. Next rule, then - 'Don't wait for the bodies to catch you.' Gagging, Kanaya threw her backpack on and pounded after the other Troll.

Loping footsteps echoed behind them. A measured pace. Steady.

The Angel Hair room yawned open ahead. A pearly cloud shimmered within - The dust from Sollux's earlier passage, each mote razor sharp as the whole wire. Still, the trap could cut both ways, if the horror behind them needed to breathe. Which was a very tentative "If." After all, Kanaya didn't need to. Sollux, however...

Then Kanaya remembered the extra shirt. Somehow, she'd managed to grab it in the mad rush. Ripping a sleeve loose she thrust it over. "You said a mask? Here! Tie it over your mouth!" A split second before darting in, another thought occurred - He doesn't have his glasses, or the goggles! If the wire cut his skin that badly -

"Close your eyes!"

Screwing her own shut, she wrapped her arm through Sollux's as they entered. "Can you see the exit with your psionics?"

If not, they would have to chance the dust and peek.

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10/3/14 12:12 (UTC)
mapsincolor: (Kanaya annoyed)
Posted by [personal profile] mapsincolor
"Indeed. How courteous."

Kanaya dragged claws through her hair, pulling loose the rest of the ichor. The deluge had taken care of the rest. The colors of her clothes emerged, beige skirt, black flats, and a long-sleeved, black shirt with her own symbol. It was oddly comforting to see the bright jade swirl in the halls of dreary brown and black.

Briefly she wondered at the point of their sudden shower. If the maze masters intended to ruin their supplies, her backpack was waterproof. Chlorine was not a dangerous element when diluted. Though now, everything reeked of it, and she could no longer smell the thing behind them.

Uneasily, Kanaya glanced back. The fog still glimmered in the Angel Hair room, but no other movement came.

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11/3/14 00:51 (UTC)
mapsincolor: Kanaya (Kanaya default)
Posted by [personal profile] mapsincolor
Oh yes. They had company. Kanaya found herself trembling, but not in fear. Whatever it was, it was alive. Hot. Full of blood. Slowly her head turned, tracking. With or without light, the Rainbow Drinker fixated sure as a compass needle. It had been too long. She felt her control cracking at last, leaving only hunger.

"Sollux," she whispered, with her last ounce of composure, "I must do something alarming." Then she wrenched her hand free and darted forward. The glow went out.

For a moment, quiet loomed, with only a faint flicker of movement in the dim red-blue. Then came a stuttering shriek which abruptly cut off in a gurgle. More noises came, scuffling, the unmistakable crack of bone. At last there were several long, deep sucks.

Fingers wove back around Sollux's, long, cool, and (thankfully) dry. Kanaya pulled him forward, and allowed her skin to illuminate again. Where before it was a soft glow, now the blaze lights the entire hallway.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry don't look at it. Please."
Edited 11/3/14 00:53 (UTC)

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11/3/14 22:44 (UTC)
mapsincolor: (Kanaya Happy)
Posted by [personal profile] mapsincolor
It wasn't that Kanaya would never drink from her friends. After all, she'd had to survive on something during that long meteor ride. But that was controlled, on a schedule (at Karkat's furious insistence.) No, she'd feared drinking from Sollux because it had been so long... look what she did to that thing No Don't Look Don't WhatDidIJustEat

The whirling thoughts cut short at Sollux's gesture. He did not spend his kisses lightly. It settled in as they started forward again, warm. At his quip, Kanaya flashed back a wolfish smile. "Yes. I rather believe they did."

Then it faltered. "Unless, of course, they intend to make me one of the monsters." Uneasily she wiped a hand across her mouth, noting the trace of bright purple. Another set of violet smears came to mind, and for a second

-The walls seep purple, dripping gore-

Then she blinked and no. Nothing. Stone surrounded them.
mapsincolor: Kanaya (Kanaya default)
Posted by [personal profile] mapsincolor
Kanaya wiped off the rest of her face, then folded the sleeve and mutilated shirt into her pack. Such A Well-Mannered Monster! she thought, absurdly, and bit back a giggle. She had Sollux. She had Sollux, and she wasn’t going to let this place turn her into something that would hunt him.

- Or Would We Hunt Each Other-

Catching the question, she shook herself. “I smell nothing alive. Not that it means much - ”

Then a door opens on the other side of the space, allowing in a dim wash of light. Tiles covered the floor. Unlike the Drowning Room, each square was identical, with no symbols.

Behind them, faint growling noises began to approach from either side.
Edited 14/3/14 01:28 (UTC)

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8/4/14 02:33 (UTC)
mapsincolor: Kanaya (Kanaya default)
Posted by [personal profile] mapsincolor
Though both doors shut, the faint light remained. Kanaya firmly stomped down on her panic. Just another room. Just one more impending death trap. She comforted herself by envisioning all the new sections she would be able to add to her skirt. Hooray.

She trod carefully behind Sollux. He hadn't explained the specifics, but anything that rattled was better left alone. The floor held. Then a sharp clatter shot through the room. Jerking around, Kanaya saw only a gaping hole in the floor where Sollux had first stepped. From it, a faint swwwsh swwwsh emerged. She swallowed.

"I am reminded of Troll Indiana Jones And The Religiously Significant Yet Unassuming Cup Of A Carpenter. Did Karkat ever make you watch that one?"

Maybe it wasn't the best time to reminisce, but she needed to talk about something, anything to drown out that sloshing.

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9/4/14 02:09 (UTC)
mapsincolor: (Kanaya annoyed)
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No rope. No time to think of it. Kanaya's feet were already moving by the time her brain caught up. She practically skimmed across the tiles. Each shattered, just a split second too slow. She landed behind Sollux's broken tile, on one he had stepped on earlier. It held. Sinking claws into the backpack, she tried to anchor her friend. A threatening rip came from one of the straps.

"Hold - Get off of him!" she hissed at the thing swiping at Sollux's legs, glowing brighter instinctively. Maybe the light would blind it? If not, a snarling Rainbow Drinker would give a lot of monsters pause.

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