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Hey, you snarl as you ready your trusty <span class="mu-g">BACKUUM</span> for a game of catch, if anyone’s gonna tear this lab to shreds, it’s <span class="mu-i">YOU!</span> Sucking up a handful of the creepy crawlies, you send the bewildered bots flying around the shaft like you were trying to wash it!
“Alright, guess we’re fighting again…” Art mutters as he struggles to maintain his balance while firing his staff! Not expecting you to fight back, the security drones are caught flat-footed as you continue sliding along the cut-up ramps!
“Hey,” Teevor nervously chuckles as he blasts a drone off its perch with <span class="mu-b">MAGICAL FORCE,</span> “This… this is actually somewhat amusing!”
“It loses its charm when you do it <span class="mu-i">every</span> day!” Replies Art as a laser nearly trims the top of his helmet off! As you and your pals continue to slide, The skeleton mage in the rear points a finger to a small, circular cap jutting out of the wall above a sealed door!
“<span class="mu-s">THERE!</span>” He sputters, “Our path lies beyond that sealed vent!”
<span class="mu-i">Seriously</span>, you groan? This whole ‘<span class="mu-i">crawling through vents</span>’ shtick is starting to get derivative…
“Would you prefer trying to break through the front door of the most highly-secured lab in the facility!?” He counters as more drones emerge from their secret wall pockets! “Or perhaps you’d like to parlay with the <span class="mu-g">HIGH SCHOLAR?</span>”
“I mean, Stan’s done crazier stuff…” Talbot shrugs. “I was tryin’ to kill her for, like, <span class="mu-i">five</span> updates and look at me now!”
“Not to rush things along,” Sybil groans as the jet of ice from her hand starts to thin out, “But I agree…”
Fine, you sigh, why bother breaking the mold, right? Chucking another drone at the cap in question, Ly borrows your arm for a quick fist pump as the obstruction pops open like a popcorn kernel! Alright everyone, you begin as the remaining drones seem to know what you’re planning, playtime’s over!
Sybil takes the lead by gracefully leaping into the vent like a very pale figure skater! You bring up the rear, of course, hopping inside like a considerably less-coordinated, but still halfway decent skater! Art, Talbot, and Teevor, however, half-jump, half-collapse inside like very <span class="mu-i">drunk</span> skaters, and from there on in the simile kinda dies.
You’re inside, however, and that’s what matters most!
>CONTD.
