[ti]Ep 3[/ti]Trial and Error [Closed]
Apr 2, 2021 18:33:23 GMT -5
Post by Flux on Apr 2, 2021 18:33:23 GMT -5
The room that Flux found himself in was rather boring, all things considered.
Rocky walls, a smoothed out rocky floor - and not much else. Some sort of lighting so those that were in here could see what they were doing, but there wasn’t anything really of note to distinguish it from the rest of Blackridge aside from how sparse it was.
At first, he’d found some mild amusement in the acoustics of the room itself. A stomp of the pede echoed around the stone walls, a heavy clap of his servos had provided an equally pleasant noise.
But just as quickly as that amusement had faded, so had his memory as to why he was here at all. Cintra had explained it before she’d scurried out of here, and had made a point to scrawl a note onto his arm in white chalk-paint - the only thing keeping him from wandering off.
With no sense of time, he had no clue how long he’d actually been waiting. Five minutes? Five hours? It was no matter, as he knew at some point Cintra would return.
Taking her words rather literally, aside from a gentle shifting of his weight, he had not moved at all from the spot she had left him. Nor would he, even when he heard approaching footfalls - and the familiar voice of Cintra calling his name.
Turning some to face the pair, he would slowly raise an arm - offering a wave.
“Cintra.”
Not spoken with quite the same enthusiasm as his significant other, though there was a smile on his face that showed he was happy to see her.
At the mention of a friend, he’d turn his attention to Coldwind - nodding and looking her over, though there was some mild confusion at the question.
“How could I not?”
Holding up his other arm to show the scrawled text that simply said “WAIT HERE ♥” it was then that he’d take a half step forward, lowering both arms back to his sides - if only to move his joints some.
He couldn’t remember exactly why he was here, but he was sure he was about to find out.
Rocky walls, a smoothed out rocky floor - and not much else. Some sort of lighting so those that were in here could see what they were doing, but there wasn’t anything really of note to distinguish it from the rest of Blackridge aside from how sparse it was.
At first, he’d found some mild amusement in the acoustics of the room itself. A stomp of the pede echoed around the stone walls, a heavy clap of his servos had provided an equally pleasant noise.
But just as quickly as that amusement had faded, so had his memory as to why he was here at all. Cintra had explained it before she’d scurried out of here, and had made a point to scrawl a note onto his arm in white chalk-paint - the only thing keeping him from wandering off.
With no sense of time, he had no clue how long he’d actually been waiting. Five minutes? Five hours? It was no matter, as he knew at some point Cintra would return.
Taking her words rather literally, aside from a gentle shifting of his weight, he had not moved at all from the spot she had left him. Nor would he, even when he heard approaching footfalls - and the familiar voice of Cintra calling his name.
Turning some to face the pair, he would slowly raise an arm - offering a wave.
“Cintra.”
Not spoken with quite the same enthusiasm as his significant other, though there was a smile on his face that showed he was happy to see her.
At the mention of a friend, he’d turn his attention to Coldwind - nodding and looking her over, though there was some mild confusion at the question.
“How could I not?”
Holding up his other arm to show the scrawled text that simply said “WAIT HERE ♥” it was then that he’d take a half step forward, lowering both arms back to his sides - if only to move his joints some.
He couldn’t remember exactly why he was here, but he was sure he was about to find out.