[ He steps further into the cavern, still holding the plasma ball aloft, even if it's a little redundant with the glowing walls. It's-- really fucking pretty, he thinks. Like, Holy shit.
He steps up beside her, and with his free hand he traces the swirling glow on the stalagmite, fingers ghosting along the stone. ]
[ He looks around and above, turning in a slow circle as he examines their surroundings. (He's kind of making sure there aren't any, like, crazy, ancient bats that will drop on them from the high ceiling.) ]
Those Eridians of yours had a flare for the dramatic, huh?
Just sayin', maybe these guys had a hard-on for the elements, is all.
Or for mood whiplash. Who's to say?
[ He watches his steps carefully as he moves through the cavern. because wouldn't it just be their luck if they inadvertently tripped some ancient device that would make the ceiling fall in on top of them, or caused the ground beneath their feet to disappear? ]
So. These markings. Awful lot like those tattoos of yours, huh?
Maybe has to do with the element down here, right? The Eridium?
[ He's also keeping an eye on their backs, as well, turning every so often to take a few backwards steps before facing forward to walk properly again.
It would also be their luck if their new Dahl friend sent in men after them, used Maya and Peter as bait to draw out whatever bitey-monster-thingies happened to be waiting in the wings.
I know we're already connected to Eridium in some way- both Lilith and Angel used it to augment their powers. [ that ended better for one than the other. Part of the reason Maya hasn't messed with the stuff.
At his other question, she pauses. ] I'm not sure. I'd like to hope so, but right now it's looking like there's not much in here aside from rocks and glowy lights.
[ He hums thoughtfully. For a second he's caught up in just how damn pretty this place is before he refocuses. ]
At least they're nice rocks and glowy lights, not the rabid Cujo kind. It'd be nice to have a job where it wasn't, like, 80% shooting things and 20% hiding behind other things.
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[ He steps further into the cavern, still holding the plasma ball aloft, even if it's a little redundant with the glowing walls. It's-- really fucking pretty, he thinks. Like, Holy shit.
He steps up beside her, and with his free hand he traces the swirling glow on the stalagmite, fingers ghosting along the stone. ]
I'm guessin' you didn't know that would happen.
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... This is so cool.
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[ He looks around and above, turning in a slow circle as he examines their surroundings. (He's kind of making sure there aren't any, like, crazy, ancient bats that will drop on them from the high ceiling.) ]
Those Eridians of yours had a flare for the dramatic, huh?
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[ she motions towards the lake at the back of the cavern ] Shall we?
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[ Even as he's saying, it though, he's taking a few steps forward. ]
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[ she waves a hand, indicating the vast, empty space. lbr tho, she probably just jinxed it. ]
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Did you really have to go and say that? You might as well have said, like, "What's the worst that could happen?" Or like, "At least it's not raining."
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Now come on, I want to see what a lake is doing inside of a Vault. [ she doesn't wait for an affirmative or a negative, she just starts walking ]
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(Maya totally wears the pants in this relationship, regardless of Peter's arguments to the contrary.) ]
Let it never be said I don't spoil you.
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It's kind of funny. The Vault of the Warrior was all fire and brimstone, with pools of lava everywhere. This is the total opposite.
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You think they maybe had a theme going on? Maybe if we find another one of these it'll have, like, an earth theme or something.
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that horrible moment when you realize you can't make a captain planet reference
Or for mood whiplash. Who's to say?
[ He watches his steps carefully as he moves through the cavern. because wouldn't it just be their luck if they inadvertently tripped some ancient device that would make the ceiling fall in on top of them, or caused the ground beneath their feet to disappear? ]
So. These markings. Awful lot like those tattoos of yours, huh?
you poor, poor thing
[ it's a good thing Peter's paying attention, because Maya sure isn't. She's wholly distracted by the swirling blue marks. ]
But if nothing else, it cements the ties between Sirens and the Eridians. I just wish I knew what those ties really are.
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[ He's also keeping an eye on their backs, as well, turning every so often to take a few backwards steps before facing forward to walk properly again.
It would also be their luck if their new Dahl friend sent in men after them, used Maya and Peter as bait to draw out whatever bitey-monster-thingies happened to be waiting in the wings.
(Peter is not an optimist.) ]
Think we might find more info on Sirens here?
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At his other question, she pauses. ] I'm not sure. I'd like to hope so, but right now it's looking like there's not much in here aside from rocks and glowy lights.
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At least they're nice rocks and glowy lights, not the rabid Cujo kind. It'd be nice to have a job where it wasn't, like, 80% shooting things and 20% hiding behind other things.
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