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[terranities.livejournal.com]

[He cannot help but make the same comparisons as Abel and, as horrible as that is, it puts him at ease slightly. This was familiar territory, and with each step he gains more confidence in their abilities to get out of here unscathed and with the information they needed.

The view from the window must be a hologram of some sort, perhaps to keep the workers from feeling the claustrophobia of working underground?

He's equally as careful as they head for the first room that had been highlighted in orange on the map.]

[animusnpcs]

[The orange door is closed, but there appears to be no keycard, scanner, or lock on it.]

[terranicidal.livejournal.com]

[a door with no lock. either someone was confident that no one would reach this level without permission -- or they didn't have anything worth hiding behind it.

his eyes tilt to his brother. risk it? Abel will be beside him, either way.]

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[Taking half a step in front of his brother to rest his hand on the cool surface of the door, he took a moment to steady he nerve before opening it cautiously.]

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[The computer voice from the elevator speaks again as soon as Cain's hand is on the door.]

Scanning! Identity unknown.

[The door is locked. If it was locked before, or if it only locked now, it's hard to say.]

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--fuck.

[the curse is whispered under his breath, before he's... turning and tense as fuck in the direction they'd come from. ...if their access was declined, this might not be good. but they had orange collars-- would that... mean shit right now? fuck, fuck.]

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[Cain withdraws his hand right away, jolting with the shock of noise after the silence they had been walking in.

Mind racing, he can only assume the other doors will do the same. The only possibility he can think of, is to go back to the map and try to unlock the doors remotely by hacking the system.

After all, Abel was the foremost technological security expert in the world. The UNASF had made sure of that.]

...Back to the map, hurry.

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[There is no direct opposition on the way back, but as they enter the hallway they arrived in, they'll find the retrieval drones out of their glass pods and approaching. As soon as the retrieval units have visual confirmation of Cain and Abel, all of their above-human abilities will be disabled.]

[terranicidal.livejournal.com]

--Fuck!

[he had a feeling. ...you know, just a feeling, this was not going to end well.

there's no whisper of that curse, now-- but fortunately... or unfortunately? they have no special abilities to speak of.

...sad, squishy little human clones come down here all alone. yeah, they're the smartest.

he is turning on his heel and grabbing his brother's wrist tightly, making a run for it fast as he can for that orange door they had just abandoned. (can they make up their minds?) no fucking way-- he's gonna try to kick it in. they're not getting caught without having gotten in or behind ONE of these doors! they're so fucking close... SO close, he can taste it...]

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[Cain wheels around at the same time as Abel, taking off at a run back the way they came and speaking up now it seemed stealth was no longer on their side.]

Ruana? Can you hear me?

[She had been able to control the network and the elevator, perhaps... perhaps she could help them.]

We need security clearance to enter the door ahead, can you help us? We can't help you if we're caught, so we need you to help us.

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[Ahead of them the door slides open with a whir. There are no lights inside.

The retrieval drones break into a run, at a speed no human could match.]

[terranicidal.livejournal.com]

[--well, that... was a lot more efficient than his plan.

he doesn't even hesitate, just kinda skidding into the door, and then dragging Cain in with him-- assuming they... can get that far before the red-collars make it to them.]

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[He is calling out even as they go through, breathless and hoping they make it in time.]

Lock it! Lock them out!

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[The retrieval units grab Cain, although Abel gets through. One of the free units taps the door.

It slides shut, severing any body parts--such as arms--that may be in the way, and then locks.

The lights turn on in the room. It's an operating room--perfectly clean, but empty of any surgical tools.]

asjcnd we're switching it up this time, abel will tag after me! this is awesome btw, kudos 8)

[terranities.livejournal.com]

ABEL!!!

[He jolts as his hand is abruptly ripped free of the grip he had on Abel's wrist and he is pulled back by arms stronger than he could fight.

He only gets to see a second more of his brother's face before the door was locking and shutting, effectively separating them.

...Shit. Shit shit shit.

Panic threatens to rise up and overwhelm him, choking at being taken from his brother, but he can't let it or he'll be overpowered. He's desperately trying to break free, though not making any aggressive moves, attempting to get past them for another door.]

RUANA! HELP!

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[terranicidal.livejournal.com]

H-- HEY!!

[he's slamming his fists into and against the door -- the contents of the room forgotten. sigh, you had to get the stupid twin on the inside where he can be suitably useless.

he is pounding, pounding-- before turning and eyes snapping over his surroundings with unhinged fury. this... was a very familiar setting, and it only sets fire to that violent edge all the more.

he's got to find a weapon. so now he's upending cabinets, drawers, anything he can find in search of-- anything. anything at all.]

You... are you still listening? [his voice is a hoarse snap.] You do everything you can to save him, or I swear on my life--

[god, he's half rabid. weapon hurry HURRY they're getting away they could be hurting him shut them down, you creepy fucking voyeur--]

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[The door slides open--not far enough to look through as the retrieval units begin slamming Cain into the wall. Still, there are units at the door shutting it again. And then what can only be described as a fight over the door ensues, with it opening and closing over and over, giving flashes of the units doing their best to pulp Cain against the wall.]

[terranities.livejournal.com]

[Even if he were a fighter by nature, these creatures are ridiculously strong and too many of them have hold on him for it to make much difference.

There's a horrible crunch as he's slammed against the wall, glasses shattering and falling to the floor as he sees the blur of Abel out of the corner of his eye.]

A...bel...

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CAIN!! CAIN!!

[shit... shit; he's trying to pry the doors open, rage and adrenaline and a sick, horrible, horrible fear and revulsion -- a soul-deep wrenching in his chest as he watched his brother...

his-- brother, is...]

OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!!

[animusnpcs]

[The retrieval units don't stop closing the door until they've finished with Cain. Once he's dead, the door remains open, and the units advance on Abel.]

last tag from me ;; over to you two!

[terranities.livejournal.com]

[The fear is absolute as it becomes evident this was... actually going to be it. For all his smarts and for all his determination, he was going to die here in the bowels of this tower.

But more than frightened, he is fucking furious. How dare this be it? He had worked so hard to advance them towards the future everyone said was impossible, and he had been so patient. For what..?

He doesn't realise it, but he lets out a wordless howl of disbelief and fury, throat raw as the cry got cut off with far too much abruptness. Everything goes very black very quickly, and with a final horrendous crack... his skull is concave and he's very dead from being smeared all over the walls.]

SCREAMING; 1/2

[terranicidal.livejournal.com]

[for a second-- he's... stunned to an abrupt stillness.

it's that second he knows Cain is dead without ever needing to having born witness to the terrible fate he fell victim to before his eyes.

d... ead?

Cain's... is he... alone?]

2/2

[terranicidal.livejournal.com]

[...and in the next, something just... snaps.

full of adrenaline and just about as rabid as a feral animal, he's throwing himself on the first drone that comes in his direction to try and tackle it into those behind it in the doorway. he's going to try to rip and twist and grab at whatever the fuck he can get at-- try to pry at, try to damage, destroy.

he'd totally deny to any witnesses (if he gave two shits at the moment) he was red-eyed and blue eyes burning with tears all the while.]

[animusnpcs]

[The retrieval unit stumbles back, bleeding, with the blind fury--and this particular sort of rage requires a different response. Three units move to hold Abel down while a fourth--the one he threw himself at in the first place--snaps his neck.

And then keeps going, until his neck is twisted off completely.]