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[Elena has made it down to the Mezzanine and is seated on one of the chairs overlooking the ballroom. A few ghosts wander about behind her, not paying her any more mind than she is of them. In the background, music from the ballroom can be heard floating up to where she is now.]

This should probably go without saying, but if you find another person or a group of people? Stick together. Whatever you do, don't let yourself get separated from each other.

And whatever you do, don't stop. Keep going. Keep fighting if you have to.

[Not much of a peptalk, she supposes, since all of this should be obvious. But should is the operative word. It's readily apparent to her this place makes common sense fly straight out the window. God only knows how many of these spirits have been here and how many others have perished since then. It'd be easy for any number of the Barge residents to get caught in the same trap.]

If you're stuck or in trouble, tell me where you are and I'll come find you. I'm going to try and keep moving back and forth to help people that are stuck or lost. I've been told the lowest level's pretty rough so I'm going to make my way there first just in case.

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[True to her word, Elena is out looking for people, trying to move them up further and further. She'll take people as far as the Gamesman Hall where she'll let others who are better equipped to play a game of chess help people progress from there. But she'll go down into the basement repeatedly, rescuing people from giant spiders and working her way back up to the mezzanine, and beyond.]

[Those that ran into her before her post to the network will find her either in the library definitely not looking at the books, or the menagerie trying not to get killed by a giant fucking robot ~~Admiral wth is with your obsession with robots lately~~.]

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[Elena doesn't exactly like the idea of letting that wound be as it is. She trusts Letty knows whether or not she can handle it and keep up, but there's another concern that Elena has. While she can generally keep herself in-check, this place is obviously a little bit more than just disorienting in terms of space (and even time).]

[Elena looks around the room before spotting a chair that's seen much, much better days. Picking it up by a leg, she kicks it hard enough to snap part of the leg off with a grunt. She returns to Letty with it in hand, giving it a small toss to get a better grip on it.]

This place is screwing with our heads. So, just in case? [She holds the tip of the broken end of the chair just above her heart in her chest.] Right here. My fangs start to come out, you don't hesitate. If you miss, try again as quickly as you can. Got it?

[The problem is that this place isn't safe enough to make her want to pause here for what little first aid Letty does know; the other problem is that it is very little first aid. She would wash it out, wrap it up, and that would be the end of her knowledge. But she can move, for now at least. It hurts but not as much as her shoulder in the jaeger, or every bone in her body when she crashed into a cement barrier.

She waits, though, watching with plain confusion and growing impatience as Elena creates a makeshift stake, raising both eyebrows at the demonstration.

Letty isn't excited about the idea, that much is clear; her eyes widen slightly, but then her jaw sets and she holds her hand out for the chair leg.]

I won't. No one just takes a chunk outta me if I can help it.

Just... don't. Okay? [She won't hesitate, but she really won't be happy, either. In any sense of the word.]

I'll try not to.

[Elena smiles and it's not entirely insincere. It's mostly reflexive, but it's not entirely insincere either. If there's one thing Elena has learned since vampires came into her life, you have to have a sense of humor about these things sometimes. It's either that or lie down and cry. And she's not interested in crying so much these days.]

[She moves back towards the doorway where she dropped the crossbow, picking it up and quickly loading another bolt. She pauses and looks over at Letty. She wants to give her the crossbow to give her something not so short-ranged, but Letty's got her hands full between stake and knife. It's probably better to ask than to just assume though.]

Are you any good with a crossbow?

[Letty trails after her, keeping one eye on the surroundings and the other on where she's trying to situate the stake in one of her empty beltloops, ready to hand without needing it actually in her hand. It's for Elena, after all, not the spiders. Not that she won't use it and not that she won't still need to get to it quickly, but the knife is her first choice.

She glances up at the question, frowns at the weapon. Under any other circumstances she'd be eager to get her hands on it.]

I can shoot a gun. Never had to go medieval on anything though, so I have no idea.

[It's not the most inspiring answer in the history of inspiring answers of confidence, but it'll do. Elena herself has never fired a gun, but she's had plenty of experience with a crossbow.]

I think the same general principles apply. Aim, pull the trigger.

[She holds the crossbow out to Letty for her to take.]

We can try to find you something else, but I'd feel a little better if you had something more than just a knife.

[And she's not going to give the axe to Letty. She might be able to hold it and use it, but it could become a liability faster than a crossbow if it gets stuck or if Letty starts to wear out from wielding it.]

[And take it Letty does, immediately checking it over with eyes and hands alike.]

Then I got this, no problem. [She doesn't know if she does, but she's confident all the same in her ability to do some damage if given half a chance. She did chase off a spider or two herself before she was cornered. With backup, she expects she can raise that number.]

I got it. We can stop at the drive thru later, I just want outta here.

[Elena nods and unties the quiver of a what she feels are too few bolts from her belt, holding it out for Letty to tie it to herself.]

All right, I'm thinking up is the way to go since down seems to be a dead end.

[Possibly literally, but a pun like that is definitely not intentional on Elena's part. She leads the way out of the room. As eager she is to get out of the basement (and Letty likely is as well), she keeps the pace slow. It's dark down here and while Elena can still see just fine, Letty might struggle. More than that, she doesn't want to alert anything to their presence if it can be avoided.]

[Which doesn't seem all that likely when she hears skittering from just behind them. Elena stops and turns quickly.]

Sounds good to me. Let's roll.

[Letty doesn't make the obvious joke either, instead eager to just be on the move. She's walking as she secures the quiver to her own belt, glancing up and around from her hands as she works, keeping Elena in her peripheral. She keeps up, even though she does almost trip on a few things in the dark, swears under her breath but quietly, unwilling to draw undue attention to them.

She reacts more to Elena than to the noise, because she keeps hearing phantom sounds anyway, her nerves trying to get the best of her and her solidly ignoring them. When Elena whirls, Letty palms her knife again, goes tense as she looks around, jaw set stubbornly. She's not getting cornered again. She's ready this time.

So ready that when the first ball of webbing crashes into her shoulder, she spins and lashes out viciously without thinking about it, almost catching the creature scuttling out of an alcove in the face in the process.]

[Elena doesn't intercede right away, letting Letty handle the one that's taken the time to be aggressive towards her for now. Elena's attention is instead turned upwards once the spider on the ground has made its move. It isn't alone. There's at least one up there, but Elena has no way of reaching it without the crossbow.]

Letty, up! [She moves forward to stand beside Letty.] I'll deal with this one. Just get that one down.

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