The passage of time in this place is not easily tracked, not without a clock of some sort, anyway. The days may even begin to blend together, only occasionally interrupted by confrontations with the robot spiders or discussion with whoever is on the other end of that terminal.
It seems like things won't change any time soon. But something is off today, and some of you may notice it sooner than others.
The mind-numbing drone of the nearby builder going about its work has been with you from the very start. Located behind the terminal and far down below, it was the first sound you heard upon arriving here. It has been arranging walkways in increasingly complicated and baffling designs, extending them ever outwards into space. This much has not changed at all during your time here; the drone of the machinery moving and metal being slotted into place may even have become somewhat comforting background noise.
It is completely silent today.
The skittering of spider robots through the vents or patrolling the area is not heard either, and though the atmosphere remains as gloomy as ever, the lack of sound will undoubtedly be noticeable to some of you. Thankfully, you can still hear; it's simply that the machines have stopped their usual tasks, for whatever reason.
There was a fight, far down below the camp. One of the builders had grown aggressive.
[He'll lead Mafuyu back over to the supply point, where he makes short work of finding one of the blankets, snapping it open like a sail on the wind before draping it around her shoulders, hands moving gently against her shoulders and back to try to generate some sort of warmth, like drying off a soaked animal.]
If only I still had my fire powers -- [Tch. But no, no, let his focus stay on her.] Hang in there a little longer. Our strange host is going to get us out of here once everyone has gathered.
Most likely, it's- a lot of little things, I think? I wasn't able to check.
( she's probably covered in scrapes and cuts and electrical burns, actually. she follows, bringing the blanket close. she'll need to change soon, especially since the frost is melting. something to worry about later. )
I thought the builders were docile unless bothered...
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