Wash skids to a stop the moment the door shuts behind them. That's not good. That's never good. They already know Arcade is an uncreative bastard, which means he'll probably steal more from media he's watched or read, and a door slamming immediately shut behind someone usually means there's something worse in the room they've just entered.
He opens his mouth to reply to Pidge when the lights flicker and brighten, blindingly so, to reveal what's in the room in front of them: a simple walkway about three feet wide, with a pit too deep to see the bottom on either side.
A split second later, a steel pillar slams down on the walkway with enough intensity to make the walkway vibrate. A moment later, two more pillars slam together just above the walkway. Behind them, another pillar crashes down into the walkway. Slowly, more and more pillars start moving, striking the walkway or each other in alternating patterns, until the room they've walked into clearly reveals itself to be a chomper room.
Wash closes his eyes for a moment, using the time to bite back a frustrated scream, and then looks at Pidge. "Does that answer your question?"
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He opens his mouth to reply to Pidge when the lights flicker and brighten, blindingly so, to reveal what's in the room in front of them: a simple walkway about three feet wide, with a pit too deep to see the bottom on either side.
A split second later, a steel pillar slams down on the walkway with enough intensity to make the walkway vibrate. A moment later, two more pillars slam together just above the walkway. Behind them, another pillar crashes down into the walkway. Slowly, more and more pillars start moving, striking the walkway or each other in alternating patterns, until the room they've walked into clearly reveals itself to be a chomper room.
Wash closes his eyes for a moment, using the time to bite back a frustrated scream, and then looks at Pidge. "Does that answer your question?"