blue sky to forever.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[Sora is staring at a rusty door covered in foreboding chains, the ends attached to the neighboring walls by iron stakes. the word 'CAUTION' is smeared in black paint on the door.]

... huh.

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[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

Are you going to go in~?

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[reaches for the doorknob and tries to turn it. if the chains weren't stopping him, the fact that the door is locked is.]

Maybe.

[tackticks.livejournal.com]

Recent.

[he just says, pressing his finger against the black paint, then rubbing it against his others to try and get the wet paint off.]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

Looks like someone really didn't want anyone going in there. Just makes people want to do it more though.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[presses his palm over the 'U' in caution.]

I'll need something to break these chains.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[glances up at Riku.]

... I want to go in.

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

The butt of a gun will break the locks. The chains however, will need something bigger.

[tackticks.livejournal.com]

[wait a second, he's shuffling through his pockets.]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[gun, huh...]

Hm.

[he takes a few steps back before he pulls twin uzis from their holsters on his thighs. he turns back around, both guns aimed at the door.]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[presses an ear to the door, listening...]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

[watching out of interest]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[with an expert's aim, he clicks the setting to semi-automatic and fires one bullet for each chain. the links burst apart and fall away, the severed ends hanging from their stakes.]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

[...claps]

Oh, you're good.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[sets one of them back in its holster. he approaches the door.]

I guess.

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

[just following along, seemingly unworried about whatever might turn up]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[next, he aims at the knob, firing. it shatters and the door creaks open just a hair. he doesn't look all that frightened, but his heart is pounding a mile a minute.]

[tackticks.livejournal.com]

[he'll probably hear some clicks pretty soon, as he's working on the door lock before--he goes up.]

Unlocked. Just the chains need work.

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, I have your back.

[take that as you will]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[and he's whipping out a pistol.]

Just give me some room.

[tackticks.livejournal.com]

[room he's given, and he's stuffing some earplugs into his ears with a sigh.]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[his hand pushes it open and he takes a step back, just incase. the door creaks as it swings open wide. there's only darkness.]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

Got a flashlight?

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[braces the gun with both hands. with the uzi on semi-auto, all he needs is one bullet per chain. bang, bang, bang. the door is free.]

All done.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[he shakes his head.]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

[from out of his backpack comes a small flashlight]

I like to keep useful things on me.

[throws it to the other]