Show Equius Your Discoveries
Aug. 4th, 2012 12:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rambow_chemicalxYou had planned to venture to the heart of the city today, but now that Equius is here you choose to remain in the sections you've already explored instead. There is so much to show him you could take days on that alone, but choose just to show him the most interesting sights instead. Places that give hints about what life in the city must have been like, or how a city of adults may have been different from the ones they knew.
Or just places which had nice classical art that had survived. No reason not to appeal to his interests.
"Oh, you might like this," you say as you lead him into a manor hive on the edge of the city. Or he might see it as an unthinkable breach of the hemospectrum, hypocritical though that would be of him, but you think it will appeal to his ideas of romance instead. ...Though hopefully not in a way that would leave him thinking about repeating past mistakes. "Everywhere the colors haven't faded away the decorations here suggest this was the hive of someone whose blood was chartreuse at the highest, but living in a place like this? In the middle of a city where everyone would be able to see it? Someone high up must have cared about them to keep them safe. Very high, I think, look; the floor tiles and some other places have bits of violet mixed in to their pattern. We might actually be standing where an old heir's lover lived."
He steps out into the center of the room, where a few of the painted tiles remain bright, and crouches down to look at them. Then you hear a creak and suddenly realize that you made a mistake in bringing him there.
You'd completely forgotten--you're so light on your feet that it was never a problem for you--but the floors in this place aren't the most solid. Some of the rooms had holes in them, others were missing their floor completely. And places that weren't a problem for you became a much bigger issue with strength like his behind each step.
"Equius," you say urgently, "come back to the door."
He looks up at you, his mouth opening to ask why, and that's when the ground collapses beneath him.
Oh well. He won't be hurt by a drop into the basement, which is the most important thing. But you hate to see anything more destroyed in this place.
Then you hear another, louder, collapse happening through the hole.
See what happened.
Or just places which had nice classical art that had survived. No reason not to appeal to his interests.
"Oh, you might like this," you say as you lead him into a manor hive on the edge of the city. Or he might see it as an unthinkable breach of the hemospectrum, hypocritical though that would be of him, but you think it will appeal to his ideas of romance instead. ...Though hopefully not in a way that would leave him thinking about repeating past mistakes. "Everywhere the colors haven't faded away the decorations here suggest this was the hive of someone whose blood was chartreuse at the highest, but living in a place like this? In the middle of a city where everyone would be able to see it? Someone high up must have cared about them to keep them safe. Very high, I think, look; the floor tiles and some other places have bits of violet mixed in to their pattern. We might actually be standing where an old heir's lover lived."
He steps out into the center of the room, where a few of the painted tiles remain bright, and crouches down to look at them. Then you hear a creak and suddenly realize that you made a mistake in bringing him there.
You'd completely forgotten--you're so light on your feet that it was never a problem for you--but the floors in this place aren't the most solid. Some of the rooms had holes in them, others were missing their floor completely. And places that weren't a problem for you became a much bigger issue with strength like his behind each step.
"Equius," you say urgently, "come back to the door."
He looks up at you, his mouth opening to ask why, and that's when the ground collapses beneath him.
Oh well. He won't be hurt by a drop into the basement, which is the most important thing. But you hate to see anything more destroyed in this place.
Then you hear another, louder, collapse happening through the hole.
See what happened.
