thespherelogs | Crack in the Walls: Dorm 3

Who: Anyone either involved in the Dorm 3 Quest or for those wanting to shelter in Dorm 3. You can shelter there without being involved in the questing.
What: Dorm 3 as an Emergency Shelter/trying to get things turned back on.
Where: Dorm 3 and the tunnels below.
When: June 13-onward.
Notes: For the first three days feel free to make normal just being locked in a shelter things. The actual questing stuff will happen in closed threads.
Warnings: Sirens, blood, gore, creepy monster elements.

The alarms have sounded and people have begun to move. Everyone knows about getting to the closest shelter. For the most part, this is an orderly move, but there is some panicking. The council and various npcs are out shouting for people to get a move on. Water is coming in rapidly. When the alarm first sounds it’s up to people’s ankles, and then when the final alarm rings and the doors start to close, it’s up to the average person’s knees. Once the outer door is sealed, there’s feedback and communication is off.

John has never liked Dorm 3, it always gives her the willies, which when you’re a ghost, is something that really shouldn’t happen. But she was bringing supplies to Dorm 3 when the alarm goes out, and being as she’s a doctor, she’s just going to be over here taking charge if you don’t mind. Getting people into the large gym-like area, John does her best to remind people to set up food and sleeping supplies, but let’s be honest, she’s a ghost and she doesn’t always think of food and sleeping and fun.

Besides, there’s the giggling and the feeling watched that’s present from even when the first siren went off and before it. It continues in the night, and the power flickers here more often than the rest does.

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He tilted his head to the side as he weighed the information he'd been provided. Having to introduce any sort of serum to her system to counteract whatever the computer was doing didn't sound like a good thing. In fact, it sounded like a bandage for a temporary situation.

"Whoever put that chip there did a poor job. I'm no healer. My abilities are more specialized toward the mind and the changing of form...though that might be beneficial. That is, unless you want to continue needing that."

Enis stood and hid her bag beneath her pillow before taking a seat next to Loki on the bed. It didn't matter if anyone knew about her stash but she still wanted to keep it out of the hands of children... who were naturally dumb.

"I don't know if that will help. I cannot analyze the issue myself." It was complicated. "And I don't know if it's the chip or something else." A sharp pain flared behind Enis's eyes and she dropped her forehead into her palm as a brief exhale of pain escaped from her mouth. "Fuck. Unless you have a better idea. This is all I can do." She was incredibly limited and while Enis was sure that her father had every intention of fixing whatever he broke, he died before he had the chance.

He watches her with interest. In Asgard, science and magic are one, interchangeable and interwoven. To be a master of magic was, to those of Earth, to be a scientist. "What caused your pain? I wonder...if it's possible you might recall something you do not..."

It was an off-handed comment, more to himself than to Enis.

Enis turned to Loki and watched him. "What do you mean?" She had an idea of what he was getting at but her head was throbbing and it was making it difficult to think. Enis didn't know what she could do to counter the reminiscence of her fathers experiments.

She knew what she wanted to do but most she had met paled at the idea.

"Your reaction. You're in pain. I've seen it before...or something similar. You're trying to recall something someone had hidden in your mind. In my experience, human technology has no chance of withstanding Asgardian skill. The question is: do you want to remember or not?"

It would be as simple as unlocking the mind in a way it hadn't been sealed, something like a lockpick rather than it's proper key. It was a spell he could accomplish, but it would probably be unpleasant.

Enis studied Loki's features though she wasn't really looking at him. She was turning his worlds over in her mind and wondering if that was such a good idea. Her father had done many horrible things to her and she didn't know if she wanted to that again. She also didn't want Loki to see how fucked up her life was.

"i don't know." She admitted softly. "I don't know if I want to know or if I could handle it. There is a lot that I've tried to forget."

"Well, my point was something has made you forget, but," he shrugs. "Your loss, I suppose, or your gain. Really difficult to say. What is your drug supposed to do for you?"

"It keeps me human." Enis rolled her shoulders in a shrug. "I have my guesses of what it might be doing but as you've noticed, I can't do more than that." It's a fine line that she's been learning to think around.

"What would you do? If your asshole of a father was keeping a big secret from you that would change the way you thought about yourself. Would you want to know what it was? How will that make it better?"

Loki's lip curled in a slight smirk at her question. What would he do? Anything to win his father's favor, to eliminate any idea that his lineage dictated his actions, that he was as worthy as his Asgardian born brother.

"If you are a monster, best to have it out in the open, isn't it?"

"That depends." Her words were tense as she continued. "If it was the monster I chose to be, then fine. I don't care. But I refuse to turn into the monster that he wanted me to become." Enis couldn't keep her hatred for her father out of her voice. She had no idea what he specifically wanted to do to her but she knew that he was trying to create a perfect vessel for his data and experiments.

Enis didn't want to have any part of the fucked up things that he worked on.

"I'm tired of having my choices made for me." Everything before now had been up to her father. He had locked her away. It might have been different for Loki, he knew who he was. Enis had never gotten that kind of freedom.

He nodded, understanding at least partially. "I wonder, though. If this is the monster he wanted you to be, why did he develop something to prevent it from occurring?"

"Because he failed. That's what he said. I never figured out what he meant before he was killed." Enis rolled her shoulders in a shrug. "If you have any guesses I'm all ears. Given his work I assume he wasn't able to erase the imperfections he saw in me."

He looks thoughtful for a moment, watching her. He's never encountered anything quite like this, but then again, humans are notoriously lax in their care of what they do and don't try at the fault of others.

"There really is only the one way to determine what he's failed at, you know."

Enis closed her eyes and sighed. "I know." She wasn't sure if she wanted to know for sure. Her plan was to die but then maybe knowing might help her with that. The longer she lives in the Sphere, the less she feels like she'll be able to kill herself in the end.

"Maybe after this is all over, I can ask for your help."

"Maybe," He smiles, and he doesn't make it a secret by his teasing expression, that he's doing just that, "when this is all over, I'll be willing to."

"Maybe." Enis echoed before shaking her head. "Go to sleep Loki. It's late and I'm tired."

She can't sleep but being social makes her tired.

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