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un muerto en vida ([personal profile] fantasmaniac) wrote in [community profile] legionmissions 2016-11-16 11:50 pm (UTC)

He knows what you're thinking!!! Those stupid gray eyebrows are hard to miss and he tries not to bristle at the fact that Jack Morrison may be, once again, thinking about some dumb bullshit. Though he says nothing as he prepares for what may happen next.

As the weight makes the thin steel plates shudder, just a layer over the real foundation of the floor, the mechanisms in the wall begin to creak and groan loudly. It masks the sound of the robots slowly closing in on them, making way more noise than they should be. The speed of the crushing isn't instantaneous—age and rust had seen to it that it at least work for its desired result. The pistons push the wall plates of thick steel in sharp, jolting movements, scraping metal shrieking as they finally collide in three increments.

The resulting sound is a boom so deafening that even Reaper has to turn his head slightly in what normally would've been a wince. He looks behind, past 76, at the door before peering into the room behind the plates.

"Wipe that dumb look off your face and check the other side."

He's not sure what's happened to the book, but he can only assume that it at least got shredded up pretty good considering it'd been laying horizontal. There are no visible doors on ground level on his side, but there seems to be a hole on the ceiling.

"One ventilation entrance above."

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