08-17-2014, 02:36 PM
The lost library of Ivan the Terrible. Torri actually considered taking up the search as a hobby. If she had hobbies, anyway. That would be a good one. "I'd be inclined to look for this library of yours, but I just got back from the bowels of hell and let me tell you, it's not very nice this time of year."
Her humor twisted dry. She was about to explain how her place in Kitay Girod was only hers because it was arranged by the government, but apparently their server was arriving with the next course. Torri dabbed her mouth with her napkin and watched eagerly.
Until the lights flickered. All sense of humour smoothed itself from her expression. The servers paused and the already quiet conversation in the Hall fell eerily silent. When the lights died completely, Torri pulled her bag to her lap and instinctively scoot her chair backwards like she was ready to make a hasty departure.
The emergency light system became the new ambiance. Her heart fell silent in her chest and every muscle in her body tensed. Part of her assumed the city was under attack, but the rational part of her searched for more evidence before jumping to conclusions. Whichever way, she had to assume something completely awful was about to happen.
Luckily, the fire sprinklers came on. She gasped when that ice cold water sprayed her down, but at least it was better than being blown up.
Well, if there was a fire, they should probably leave. She got up, spitting water from her lips as it poured down her face.
Her humor twisted dry. She was about to explain how her place in Kitay Girod was only hers because it was arranged by the government, but apparently their server was arriving with the next course. Torri dabbed her mouth with her napkin and watched eagerly.
Until the lights flickered. All sense of humour smoothed itself from her expression. The servers paused and the already quiet conversation in the Hall fell eerily silent. When the lights died completely, Torri pulled her bag to her lap and instinctively scoot her chair backwards like she was ready to make a hasty departure.
The emergency light system became the new ambiance. Her heart fell silent in her chest and every muscle in her body tensed. Part of her assumed the city was under attack, but the rational part of her searched for more evidence before jumping to conclusions. Whichever way, she had to assume something completely awful was about to happen.
Luckily, the fire sprinklers came on. She gasped when that ice cold water sprayed her down, but at least it was better than being blown up.
Well, if there was a fire, they should probably leave. She got up, spitting water from her lips as it poured down her face.