[ that’s the only true direction, right? curtness aside, he just means to keep moving, but . . . he’s not liking the prickly sounds coming from the tunnels. patters, maybe squeaks— but he can definitely hear cracks from where they came from. ]
[ repeated with something skin to bemusement, eyebrows lifting. then the question shouldn't be too unexpected in lieu of the noises— it gives john pause all the same, particularly as his gaze shifts to the side a moment as he concentrates. ]
I can still sense through the ones I'm linked to, yeah! My vines aren't in every tunnel, though. [ ho hum. ] I suppose it's an easier way to explore without actually movin' from here, if that's what you had in mind.
[ he’s frowning at the sounds, deciding it’s better to keep his swords ready to swing if something came. he places both handles into a detachable blade and secures them. ]
Just to make sure that’s not what I think it is.
[ a rat skitters right by their legs with a hiss, augh. and judging by the parade of flutters and patters overhead . . . it’s not alone. ]
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[ that’s the only true direction, right? curtness aside, he just means to keep moving, but . . . he’s not liking the prickly sounds coming from the tunnels. patters, maybe squeaks— but he can definitely hear cracks from where they came from. ]
Can you sense the vines from down here?
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[ repeated with something skin to bemusement, eyebrows lifting. then the question shouldn't be too unexpected in lieu of the noises— it gives john pause all the same, particularly as his gaze shifts to the side a moment as he concentrates. ]
I can still sense through the ones I'm linked to, yeah! My vines aren't in every tunnel, though. [ ho hum. ] I suppose it's an easier way to explore without actually movin' from here, if that's what you had in mind.
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[ he’s frowning at the sounds, deciding it’s better to keep his swords ready to swing if something came. he places both handles into a detachable blade and secures them. ]
Just to make sure that’s not what I think it is.
[ a rat skitters right by their legs with a hiss, augh. and judging by the parade of flutters and patters overhead . . . it’s not alone. ]