Matching the <span class="mu-r">BAT’S</span> battlecry with an ear-rending screech of your own, you stand your ground as the beastly bloodsucker dives for your neck! Like a ronin in a samurai flick, you deftly <span class="mu-s">DRAW, THWACK, AND SHEATHE</span> your <span class="mu-g">GOO MOP</span> in one fluid motion, sending the murderous mammal soaring into the wall with an uncerimonious <span class="mu-i">SPLAT!</span>
Watching your foe slide to the ground with a defeated squeak, you brush the dust from your gloved hands and give its crumpled form a haughty nod–better luck next time, Drac!
https://youtu.be/sE9D5MxbyBQ“Nicely done.” Praises the phone’s mechanical voice. “I guess the <span class="mu-g">BURNER SQUADS</span> will have to do another sweep of the tunnels.”
Turning to face your contact once more, you find the personal assistant heading towards the opposite end of the tunnel. Hey, you interject, where the heck does she think <span class="mu-i">she’s</span> going?!
“Back to work.” Her device replies as she looks at you from over her shoulder. “You should too–people will be wondering where you went. Best of luck, Stanley–the end is almost in sight.”
Before you can stop her, the girl fades into the dark end of the corridor like a shadow leaving you standing in the passage like a chump. Idly scratching the back of your neck, you feel your skeleton borrow your shoulders for a shrug.
“Welp,” Ly mutters, “Dat’ went pretty well.”
Yea, you nod, it kinda did! And here you were thinking you were gonna get ambushed or somet-
<span class="mu-s">CRASH!</span>
With classic terrible timing, the door you entered from <span class="mu-i">SLAMS</span> open heralding the arrival of two giggling newcomers: the first clad in standard <span class="mu-g">GOOD BOY SECURITY ARMOR,</span> the second clad in…
Wait a sec…
“<span class="mu-i">SsSsSH!</span> Someone will <span class="mu-i">hear</span> us!” Giggles a girl in the <span class="mu-g">CANTEEN’S</span> waitress garb as the guard pecks her neck through his mask filter!
“C’mon, Rube-you’re off the clock!” Purrs her, uh, <span class="mu-i">friend</span>. “Now get on the c-”
The conversation is put on indefinite hiatus when the two finally notice your spellbound form standing motionless in the middle of the corridor. As the three of you fall into an impromptu staring contest, you’re the first to break the ice: she’s uh… Isn’t she that <span class="mu-g">WAITRESS</span> you had? During <span class="mu-b">KARAOKE?</span>
“I uh…” She sputters, glancing downwards at her uniform with a look of defeat, “Y-yea… Hello again, Stan…”
“Wait, you’re <span class="mu-i">STAN?</span>” Mutters the guard as he stealthily releases Ruby from his clutches. “I erm… y’know, you <span class="mu-i">really</span> shouldn’t be hanging out in these tunnels… they’re uh…” He coughs into his glove. “Off-limits.”
“Ya’ don’t say…” Ly remarks.
>CONTD. 