It's Brittany, Bitch | Ερις (![]() ![]() @ 2017-04-19 20:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | eris, raven, uke mochi |
camera's trying to watch us
Who: BB, Alice, & Raven.
What: BB arrives back at the Shinto floor looking for her friend after some unsuccessful searching. She finds many friends, and hijinks ensue!
Where: The sixth floor.
When: Wednesday, April 19.
BB pushed the door open to the sixth floor, eyes casting about for Alice. Following the unsuccessful attempt to get into the weird room in the lobby (none of the keys she'd stolen from behind the concierge's desk worked, oddly enough), BB had spent some time exploring the rest of the building with, of all people, Percy. If the first few floors she'd looked through with Daniel were weird, the rest held even more secrets. Strange that the first and ninth were the same while the rest all held variations; there was no other evident theme to be extracted from the observation. Now, all BB wanted was to make sure the people she'd checked on before were still whole and sound; despite the crocodiles on the Deluxe floor and some of the bogs on the seventh, it didn't seem like the floors held too many dangers.
"Skittles?" She didn't immediately see the redhead; BB had tried the fourth floor first, wondering if the girl was in her apartment, but when there'd been no answer, somehow BB knew to come here to the sixth floor. The tall, orange arches were imperious, almost stern looking, as though they disapproved of her presence, but BB shrugged the feeling off and continued forward. She passed by the giant wall full of plates, her own secret sticking out like it was on fire. No one seemed to have recognized it, for what it was worth, and while she was waiting, she decided to do a little perusing of her own.
heated arguments have led to her having anxiety attacks, a thing she hasn't admitted because thieves should have better nerves and she's just fine jumping off buildings
Jumping off'a buildings, huh? Raven had always struck her as a daredevil, though she wasn't sure that her friend would go that far. Plus, the cool-headed individual never seemed like someone who'd have panic attacks. BB shrugged off the curiosity (rather, filed it away for a later date) and turned her attention to the various items sitting along the baseboards of the hallway. It looked like a lot of junk left behind -- coins, flowers, and food. The latter made her stomach grumble, and she knelt, inspecting what looked like a bowl of rice.