GRAVEYARD

[foundationmods]

[On the instant of your death, you're suddenly outside of your body - probably staring down at the remains it's become.

Yet, you're not alone. For all of you (except Szayel), a young man appears from behind you, his face set into a firm, yet sad, scowl. His shaggy strawberry blonde hair is pretty eye-catching, along with the black and white Shihakusho he wears and the large sword on his back, even as he gently tries to lead you back into the lobby and away from what was once your body. You can still clearly hear and see the living, if you want to try - but they can't see or hear you.

'Welcome to the world of the dead in this Resort,' he says, quietly. 'Looks like you're stuck here with the rest of us.'

He hands you a tablet, just like the one you had before. "You'll need this if you want to keep talking to them,' he explains, looking sad.

It looks like you've passed on, and yet...You still feel like you have a role to play in all of this.]

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[duskhound]

Got it, I'll watch this side, then.

[She'll also... keep the tablet mostly in front to help as a flashlight. If anything changes, we want to see it.]

[foundationmods]

[As they move, the voices and lights are faint - but they can definitely see them. They flicker intermittently, flashes of color and sound and shapes.

As they walk - and this hallway has been going on for minutes - the voices get a little louder, the voice of The Lady and something totally unfamiliar - and even a little brain breaking - speaks in a way you can understand.

'We'll be fine. We'll be fine. We'll be fine.'

'What if you're not fine? You've changed - and you're in pain.'

'It's - it's okay. We can still do what we need to.'

'Sweetheart...I'm worried about you.'

'It's okay, honey. We...'

The voices fade away as the hallway finally comes to a stop - opening up to gigantic area riddled with stairs and doors as far as the eye can see. Most of the stairs lead up into the murky gloom of the -

Wait.

Where...is the ceiling?

There's nothing but black up there, and the Stairs stand in the air, like towers holding something up.]

[perfeccion]

Hm... [Szayel brings the group to a stop.

Ah, their old nemesis.

Ftaires. ]

Now this is a pickle.

[he has doubts it will work, but Szayel casts out his reiatsu sense, trying to at least get an idea of which direction Gabe is in]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Slightly brain-breaking indeed. He's pretty glad Sol was around to translate before because this is kind of unpleasant.]

I'm guessing those are the rats, huh...

[But as interesting as that bit is, there's something else more important and uh. Yeah, that's a problem.]

...Yoshi probably would've been pretty good to have around right about now, huh.

[duskhound]

...That was probably their real form, yeah... I'm not sure Yoshi would be able to help here, though. I mean, he said the resort reads as infinity to him, so I'm not sure he'd be able to find the right direction...

[As for Ellie... She's mostly going to double-check with the mapping app: Have we actually moved as much as it felt like?]

[foundationmods]

[On the map, it actually looks like they went in a circle.

As for Szayel, at first it's confused - the faintest trace feels like it's coming from everywhere, but then after a moment or two of feeling it out, it seems to be coming the most from The leftmost door, up a flight of stairs.]

[perfeccion]

[bleugh. It actually kind of makes him nauseated. But he keeps focusing and locks on]

I believe I can sense him. That door there, on the left. [he gestures at it with one of his tentacles] Let us proceed.

[relentlesslyonwards]

Got it. Would you be able to give us an idea of distance, too?

[Although with space so distorted here, it might not be possible but meh. Might as well ask as they walk along.]

[duskhound]

Umm... According to the map here... We went in a circle. While I can't rule out a difference in elevation, according to the map, this is right where we started.

[But yes, following along. Let's find him first.]

[foundationmods]

[The moment they enter the door, everything seems normal - And then they're suddenly falling through the air, wind whipping around them as the walls around them lined with doors speed by.

If Szayel is keeping his reiatsu sense clear, he'll feel that the direction of the reiatsu has changed - to The very bottom of this lined pit.

Just hope you're not going to fall here for hours...]

[perfeccion]

What happened to the floor?!

[HE DOESN'T LIKE THIS NONEUCLIDIAN BULLSHIT. He has a MILD PANIC. But only mild!!

He brings his wing tentacles forward, and the red fruits grow into long finger or feather-like projections. They lace together and form a protective ball around the three of them]

I think he's at the bottom of this shaft. This should break our fall.

[relentlesslyonwards]

Whoa!

[Goddammit, he's had enough random ass trap doors for a lifetime. Although this is probably less trap door and more 'fucked up space shenanigans' but oh well. The feathers(?) are confusing, but he won't complain if it keeps them safe.]

Well, I guess we'll see when we get there.

[duskhound]

[...Szayel never ceases to impress with the sheer variety of powers he has, seriously.]

We will, yeah... Still, with this, things should be a lot safer for us. At least until we reach the bottom.

[Free-falling sure isn't pleasant, though.]

[foundationmods]

[Thankfully, it appears they don't have long to wait - as the whistling suddenly turns into a harsh thunk as they hit the floor.]

[perfeccion]

[He's hax, Ellie, this is why he gets to be the boss.

boing!! The inside of Szayel's 'Telon Balon' is surprisingly springy! He lets them come to a bouncy stop before opening his curtain of tentacles and letting his personnel free.]

Phew... Now then. [he casts his senses out again, looking around the area they've landed in]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[That was a surprisingly fun landing...!? Not that he's actually thinking of that, but he's definitely thankful for Szayel's powers right about now.]

Thanks. I can't imagine how badly that would've gone if you weren't around.

[Time to look around too, although he'll check above them too for the heck of it. Does it really look like a pitfall or what?]

[duskhound]

[Are all C-Classes this hax or is this just a Szayel thing?]

That was a huge help, yeah.

[But yes, one quick glance around, and then... time to check the map again: Let's see how far it says we fell, at least. The more information we have, the better. Even if it tells us we're back at the start again.]

[foundationmods]

[It really does look like a pit - though as Rean stares, is....The pit getting shorter?

No, wait, that looks like....the ceiling? And it's....coming at them at a rapid speed.

There's a Large door in front of them, much more ornate - and a good look at it will show it says CONTROL CENTER.

Finally, as for the map.... The room is shrinking, and the floor number is rapidly flickering through numbers.]

[perfeccion]

We might have all been unfortunate splats on the ground in here...

[Szayel takes a moment to look up, feeling the rush of air and the change in pressure.

Mm. that is. not ideal. ]

.... Get inside that door. Now!

[he grabs a hold of the door with one of his tentacles and flings it open. And if you kids don't hurry, you'll be flung in by another tentacle]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[He's pretty quick on his feet and he was already looking at the ceiling, so.]

Sounds like a plan!

[Yeah, he's booking it although he'll make sure Ellie's keeping up first.]

[duskhound]

[Yeah, this... doesn't leave us with much of a choice. She is dashing for that door, yes.]

Got it!

[stepsinshadows]

[Luckily you all will be able to get into the door before death happens, so yay! Everybody lives!

For now.

Anyway, when they step into the control room, they will notice that it is dark. Not pitch black, they can still see to move around, but the only light sources seem to be in emergency strip lighting along the ceiling and floor boards, as well as the light given off from several computer screens. Not the best quality lighting for seeing in an otherwise-dark room. But from what they can see, they can tell that this is indeed a control room of some sort. The room is full of levers and buttons, with several computer monitors up and running as well. All of the screens are showing static right now, though.

And then, over against one of the walls, is a vaguely human-shaped ball of shadows. It is sitting down with a tablet in its lap, and it appears to be poking at it intermittently to type a message here and there.

When the three of them enter the room, the shadowy man glances up at them. It's hard to see his face in the shadows, but the confusion present there is more obvious when he speaks up.]

Why the hell are you three here?

[His voice is pretty deep, and it's started to go...gravely. Almost like it's being growled out rather than spoken, except the man is speaking normally. Hm.]

[perfeccion]

Mr. Reyes, so you can see us now.

[Szayel looks at Rean and Ellie and despite his cheerful greeting for the man, he gives them both a serious look -- don't get too close. He waves at them to go explore the rest of the command center]

We've been cleaning up the inflammation on the brain -- clearing the way for the still living. I specifically came to put a bandaid on your little ah... problem. Will you allow me to take a look, Gabriel?

[relentlesslyonwards]

[There's a nod at Szayel before he looks over to Ellie.]

Alright, let's see what we can do. If you have any other places you want to check out though, feel free. I don't think we have to worry about this room shifting on us if he's been stuck here this whole time.

[He'll move closer to one of the control panels though, just examining the levers and such more closely. Any labels or whatever? Any of them noticeably broken or anything?]

[duskhound]

[As for her, she'll focus on the walls, floor, and ceiling. Surely there should be some signs of the inflammation in here too, right? She's using the tablet as a flashlight to get a better view, too.]