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.
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Hey, no problem. Glad you’re looking a little better.
[Glancing at Wolfwood: good job!
Also that black stuff he’s bleeding is hot if it touches Raven, but Michael is trying to avoid that!]
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[But wow what is with so many of you being able to pick him up with ease, it feels so weird!
...almost as weird as the hot black blood. Fortunately it doesn't touch him, but he can see the heat coming off of it.]
Whoa. That a demon thing?
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[He shifts Raven's weight in his arms a little more.]
Uh, yeah, general demon thing. Stains pretty bad too. [Like, hypothetically, ink.]
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[Michael's injured and he's carrying Raven? Respect.]
Yeesh, hopefully it'll come outta that suit.
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[Is what it is, though!]