Who: Mikhael & Legolas
What: Arrival
When: Late afternoon
Where: Entry hall area of Building C
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete
Mikhael had gone with them mostly out of amusement. The world ending? Ha! The war was assuredly considered horrible and brutal by some standards, but it was hardly world ending. He'd been quite enjoying it in fact. The spirits laughed at that thought, the cacophonous sound echoing in his skull despite the muffling effect of the two roses he carried. He gave a small, almost imperceptible shake of his head, which as usual had no effect on the voices. But it made him feel better, which was important. The most important thing now was to figure out exactly where and what this place was. The people who'd brought him had been remarkably uninformative, which had been frustrating in the extreme. They had been fortunate to arrive before the frustration had worn away at his temper too much.
But that didn't matter. What mattered was finding this room he'd apparently been assigned before the wind and weather blew him away. He grabbed the handle of the main door and yanked it open just in time for a strong gust of wind to more or less blow him and a good quarter inch of rain inside. He was damp and probably looked half drowned even though he'd been outside only a short time. Still, he pulled himself up with painfully obvious dignity and looked around for somewhere to dry off, or at the very least someone who could shed some light on this place.
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