04-28-2016, 04:25 PM
Despite the fact that the city (if you could call it that) was located deep below the surface, Tier 7 looked as if a dust devil were constantly blowing by, coating everything in its path with pinkish dust. Heaps of gears and other bits and bobs lay scattered on the floor, with no regards to how they were arranged. A large crane stood off in the distance, deactivated and rusted, yet powerful-looking. A lot closer, hidden in a pile of spare parts, was some sort of animatronic, although half of the outside shell was missing so Madotsuki could get a clear look at its endoskeleton. From what she could tell, it was supposed to be an adult male with blond hair, somewhat similar to the style of the teal girl robot she had seen earlier. Madeline glanced down at the robot, then briskly walked away, like she was afraid of it.
Madotsuki followed her, curious about what she was so nervous about. Maybe it was a case of first-mission jitters? She tapped her on the shoulders, then pointed back at the android. Madeline frowned. “I think that’s one of the Song and Dance’s old robots.” She picked up the pace, refusing to look back. “There’s a lot more of those guys down here. Let’s see if we can get back by nightfall.” Madotsuki pointed up at the smoke-covered ceiling; they didn’t even have a proper sky, so how would they be able to tell the time? “It’s just an estimate. Look, there are rumors that the abandoned robots here come alive at night, searching for people to take and use as parts so they can repair themselves. I really hope that it’s just a dumb story, but I’m not willing to wait around here and find out.”
They continued in silence for a while. Madotsuki could see why this rumor had her so unnerved: they were probably going to stay here for a few hours while they worked on taking over the factory and grabbing all the weapons, so if the robots really did come to life, then they were going to have a problem if they were hostile. While the dreamer wanted to ask further, the look on Madeline’s face told her that she didn’t want to talk about it. Instead, she asked about the factory itself. “You’ll know it when you see it. Speaking of which…”
Just as they reached the top of a giant mound of cogs, a large, grey building came into view. Smokestacks spewed out a thick black mist that pooled up at the ceiling. Several warehouses rested in a line, although all the doors were shut tight. Painted on the side was some sort of logo, but it was in some sort of language that the dreamer couldn’t understand. The windows were too far up for the two to easily reach. “Yep. That’s the one. But unless you can walk through walls, we’re gonna need a huge ladder.”
It was at that point that Madotsuki had a brilliant idea: what if she could summon her Effects with Omnilium? She sat down and concentrated. Barely aware of Madeline asking her what she was doing, she imagined the Kerchief Effect residing deep inside her Effects compartment. A few minutes later, she now wore a triangle kerchief on her head. Madeline stared on, confused, until Madotsuki turned to a faint, ghostly blue. Without a word, she hovered over to the factory and pressed her hand up against the wall. It passed through as if nothing was there. The rest of the dreamer followed suit, leaving behind an amazed Madeline.
Madotsuki followed her, curious about what she was so nervous about. Maybe it was a case of first-mission jitters? She tapped her on the shoulders, then pointed back at the android. Madeline frowned. “I think that’s one of the Song and Dance’s old robots.” She picked up the pace, refusing to look back. “There’s a lot more of those guys down here. Let’s see if we can get back by nightfall.” Madotsuki pointed up at the smoke-covered ceiling; they didn’t even have a proper sky, so how would they be able to tell the time? “It’s just an estimate. Look, there are rumors that the abandoned robots here come alive at night, searching for people to take and use as parts so they can repair themselves. I really hope that it’s just a dumb story, but I’m not willing to wait around here and find out.”
They continued in silence for a while. Madotsuki could see why this rumor had her so unnerved: they were probably going to stay here for a few hours while they worked on taking over the factory and grabbing all the weapons, so if the robots really did come to life, then they were going to have a problem if they were hostile. While the dreamer wanted to ask further, the look on Madeline’s face told her that she didn’t want to talk about it. Instead, she asked about the factory itself. “You’ll know it when you see it. Speaking of which…”
Just as they reached the top of a giant mound of cogs, a large, grey building came into view. Smokestacks spewed out a thick black mist that pooled up at the ceiling. Several warehouses rested in a line, although all the doors were shut tight. Painted on the side was some sort of logo, but it was in some sort of language that the dreamer couldn’t understand. The windows were too far up for the two to easily reach. “Yep. That’s the one. But unless you can walk through walls, we’re gonna need a huge ladder.”
It was at that point that Madotsuki had a brilliant idea: what if she could summon her Effects with Omnilium? She sat down and concentrated. Barely aware of Madeline asking her what she was doing, she imagined the Kerchief Effect residing deep inside her Effects compartment. A few minutes later, she now wore a triangle kerchief on her head. Madeline stared on, confused, until Madotsuki turned to a faint, ghostly blue. Without a word, she hovered over to the factory and pressed her hand up against the wall. It passed through as if nothing was there. The rest of the dreamer followed suit, leaving behind an amazed Madeline.
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