( it could be a good sign. Knowing this cave though? It probably isn't. )
The hell are you talkin' about?
( as responses go, it's terrible and even Kate knows it. The shift in what the cave's showing isn't exactly subtle, but if she says it with enough irritation, enough dismissal of the idea, maybe he'll believe her.
Or at least not try to pry any further.
Which... Yeah, she'd be kidding herself if she thinks that would hold. The cave is shifting in response to allowing her Rei's company, opening a door in the white that wasn't there before. A new way to illustrate her demons. )
... Great. Playin' the fucking Crystal Maze.
( what shitty puzzle of her psyche is through here? There's only one way to find out. And stepping through reveals — well. Something that looks more like the initial cave before it morphs to a place of fear. Something that would say, you're out, you're home free.
Were it not for the statues littering the place. People, some Rei may recognise from Avalon itself — Akira, JJ, among others. People who were there and not — and others Kate flinches away from as she passes them. A tall man with dreadlocks down to his waist, grinning easily and waving. Teenagers, their faces chipped away and indistinct. A woman and a man, holding hands as they walk — the man lanky, head sprouting wild curls, his wife shorter and with the same long nose and sharp jawline Kate has. A child, her hair the same mass of wild curls as the lanky man inches away from her, grinning as she holds a medal, dressed for running.
And the one that least surprises Kate: Marc. Same as last time, his curtained hair turned to dull, stiff rock, his hand pressed to his mouth as though he's just popped a pill. )
Thanks. ( Last time, the fear had her frozen. This? This just makes her angry. ) Can I get the fuck out of here, then?
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The hell are you talkin' about?
( as responses go, it's terrible and even Kate knows it. The shift in what the cave's showing isn't exactly subtle, but if she says it with enough irritation, enough dismissal of the idea, maybe he'll believe her.
Or at least not try to pry any further.
Which... Yeah, she'd be kidding herself if she thinks that would hold. The cave is shifting in response to allowing her Rei's company, opening a door in the white that wasn't there before. A new way to illustrate her demons. )
... Great. Playin' the fucking Crystal Maze.
( what shitty puzzle of her psyche is through here? There's only one way to find out. And stepping through reveals — well. Something that looks more like the initial cave before it morphs to a place of fear. Something that would say, you're out, you're home free.
Were it not for the statues littering the place. People, some Rei may recognise from Avalon itself — Akira, JJ, among others. People who were there and not — and others Kate flinches away from as she passes them. A tall man with dreadlocks down to his waist, grinning easily and waving. Teenagers, their faces chipped away and indistinct. A woman and a man, holding hands as they walk — the man lanky, head sprouting wild curls, his wife shorter and with the same long nose and sharp jawline Kate has. A child, her hair the same mass of wild curls as the lanky man inches away from her, grinning as she holds a medal, dressed for running.
And the one that least surprises Kate: Marc. Same as last time, his curtained hair turned to dull, stiff rock, his hand pressed to his mouth as though he's just popped a pill. )
Thanks. ( Last time, the fear had her frozen. This? This just makes her angry. ) Can I get the fuck out of here, then?