[ She does as asked- anything's better than having to either exert her powers or deal with the darkness- and hands him his coat from her digistruct device ]
[ He takes the coat and, sure enough, he'd stashed away a plasma ball like he thought.
Lesson for all you kids at home: Always be prepared.
He fishes out the device, which is about the size of a softball, and shakes it to life as he hands back his jacket; it lets off a soft, white glow, which is more than enough to push back the darkness, and he takes a few steps further into the makeshift tunnel. ]
What're the chances of this ancient alien creature just needin' a nightlight to settle down?
Well... to be completely honest, Hyperion had pretty much already dug everything up by the time we got there, so I don't really know what an unopened Vault looks like.
I'm just hoping we'll run into a door or something.
[ As they travel farther down the tunnel, the light from the plasma ball reveals a flat, stone surface straight ahead, etched with intricate, swirling lines. ]
[ Those marks seem oddly familiar, and she can't help but glance down at her tattoos.
No fucking way it could be that easy, but she presses her hand to the stone surface. Her tattoos flare to life, and blue light pours into the engravings. The door rumbles, and begins to slide open ]
[ The last time he'd been in some ancient ruins, he'd quickly been attacked by a machine-headed freak and gotten launched into some weird quest to save the galaxy, so-- he quickly unholsters his blaster with his free hand. He turns to check their backs, just in case, as they wait for the doors to open.
Somehow I don't think the door appreciates that as much as you do.
[ the door slides away, releasing a blast of air- a little musty and cold. It's hard to see in the meager light in Peter's hand, but the cavern on the other side of the door is vast. ]
What do you think? Press on, or pick up our backup first?
[ A part of him still wants to get this over with as soon as possible, which means he's favoring the idea of just moving forward, without wasting time on waiting for the others.
But that's stupid, and he knows it, but it's so tempting.
Which is why he exhales sharply and shakes his head. ]
Letting you take the lead on this one. I'm emotionally compromised, remember?
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Lesson for all you kids at home: Always be prepared.
He fishes out the device, which is about the size of a softball, and shakes it to life as he hands back his jacket; it lets off a soft, white glow, which is more than enough to push back the darkness, and he takes a few steps further into the makeshift tunnel. ]
What're the chances of this ancient alien creature just needin' a nightlight to settle down?
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I doubt this is the Vault proper, but it will probably lead us to it. Once we get there, well, I suppose we'll have to see.
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Damn, he nearly forgot.
He holds his free hand out to her and wiggles his fingers -- best to keep it light, he thinks. ]
Maybe if we're really nice it'll let us go about our business.
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Whoever says we don't make a good team can suck it.
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Was it a sexy look?
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[ He casts the light around, sees more of the raw eridium and rock and not much else. ]
We lookin' for something in particular? Like, a sign that says "Abandon Hope, All Ye Who Enter Here"?
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I'm just hoping we'll run into a door or something.
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Something like that, maybe?
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[ Those marks seem oddly familiar, and she can't help but glance down at her tattoos.
No fucking way it could be that easy, but she presses her hand to the stone surface. Her tattoos flare to life, and blue light pours into the engravings. The door rumbles, and begins to slide open ]
... I honestly did not think that would work.
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Fool me twice, he thinks grimly. ]
You always have been good with your hands, babe.
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[ the door slides away, releasing a blast of air- a little musty and cold. It's hard to see in the meager light in Peter's hand, but the cavern on the other side of the door is vast. ]
What do you think? Press on, or pick up our backup first?
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But that's stupid, and he knows it, but it's so tempting.
Which is why he exhales sharply and shakes his head. ]
Letting you take the lead on this one. I'm emotionally compromised, remember?
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... Maybe just a peek.
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that horrible moment when you realize you can't make a captain planet reference
you poor, poor thing
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