Beasts and Ruins (Don Voltonus and Vigilant Thorne)

[Vigilant Thorne]

Alizza cheeks blushed a pale blue. The slime began congealing, forming a shiny green barrier at her entrace, trapping the mass of heavy eggs inside. "I guess, yeah! Only when I really like it though." She replied with a wink.

 

[DonVoltonus]

"I'll assume that's always." He teased back.


Back in the ruins, Sylvia had returned to the split in the path, taking care on the unstable old constructions. "I wonder what teasures await..." She smirked, heading down the other passageway.

 

[Vigilant Thorne]

The hallway wound deeper and deeper into the earth, the air becoming moist and musty. Raw rock replaced engraved stone, and eventually the hallway came to a dead end. A hole sat in the middle of the wall, a foot or two from the ground. It was impossible to discern what was inside.

 

[DonVoltonus]

She moved close, clearing her throat and spitting a wad of luminous saliva into the hole in an attempt to brighten it and see inside.

 

[Vigilant Thorne]

The hole was fairly deep, and thin. The blue glob of saliva coated the wall, exposing a small black button at the end. It was too deep for her fingers to reach, and too tight for her arm.

 

[DonVoltonus]

She walked over, skillfully slipping her tongue into the hole to push the hard to reach button.

 

[Vigilant Thorne]

A pneumatic hiss sounded from within the wall. A loud grinding noise echoed throughout the tunnel as a slab of stone slid back, retracting into the wall. A large brick pathway was hidden behind the wall, leading into the darkness. A barely perceptible hissing noise sounded from the darkness, they almost sounded like words, but we're incomprehensible.

 

[DonVoltonus]

She grinned, stepping into the passageway, heading deeper and deeper into into the darkness. "Hello? Anybody there?"

 

[Vigilant Thorne]

A loud click followed by the grinding of stone sounded as she crossed the threshhold. The stone slid into place behind her, sealing her way back.

The hissing grew louder. It seemed to come from all directions, but was muted, and incomprehensible. It almost sounded as if the words were slithering their way through her mind, twisting and turning through her thoughts.

 

[DonVoltonus]

She shook her head, licking her palm and holding her hand out like a flashlight, looking around as she continued deeper.