Appointments

[castbytheglyph]

All appointments, continued threads, etc, for Pascal can go here! If you could label your threads:
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Like so, with the date thrown in there too, that would be wonderful.

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[drawnbythesword]

[Pascal you're going to be the death of him.]

...Yeah.

[castbytheglyph]

[She'll have life bottles at the ready for when he kicks the bucket.]

Okay! You ready?! I'm gonna press it nnnnnnow!

[Boop. The wall flips over and she's gone! ... A few seconds later and she's back. Oh, no, she's gone again. Back again.]

Wowzers, it's like the whole world got put on a merry-go-round, whoah-ho-hoh! [EVERYTHING. IS SPINNING.

... Boop.] Wa-hoo!! [Gone again.]

[drawnbythesword]

Hey, wait, Pascal, at least wait for me before you go! [And now he's hitting that switch himself and WHOOOOOSH.

Except he's still on the opposite side of the wall from her.]

[castbytheglyph]

[And now she's spinning back and wondering where Asbel has gone again. GOSH ASBEL.]

Didja say something As- ... Bel? [...] Huh, better go check the other side. Button, go!

[Now she's going back. WHOOOOOSH. She also might have her arms up in the air as though she's on a thrill ride as the wall flips around.]

[drawnbythesword]

[And around he goes!]

Pascal! [Asbel hits the button again. GOOOO.]

[castbytheglyph]

[Around and around and around-]

Asbel! [Hitting it again! It's a good thing she didn't eat anything recently, otherwise she'd be upchucking all over the place.]

[drawnbythesword]

[Asbel is feeling kind of dizzy right now, so he's actually going to end up staggering out of the revolving hidden door now.

At least he's on the right side.]

[castbytheglyph]

[Eventually Pascal stops pushing the button and the door stops spinning, giving Pascal time to step forward and flop against the closest wall.]

Woo, talk about a wild ride! I can't even see straight anymore.

[She can't help but laugh as she props herself up properly against the wall and waits for the world to stop spinning.]

Y-You okay Asbel? [Dude there are like three of you right now. Being dizzy rocks.]

[drawnbythesword]

Y-yeah... I'm fine... [Don't mind him as he slumps down against the wall.

He's looking awfully pale right now.]

[castbytheglyph]

Hey, you sure you're okay down there? You look kinda- [Whoah. Whoah. Turns out walking right now is a very bad idea. She decides to close her eyes and wait for everything to stop moving.]

Try not to barf all over the place, getting those sorts of stains outta ancient tombs must be a major pain in the butt.

[drawnbythesword]

[He's going to do the same. Please stop moving underneath him, floor.]

I just... need a moment to rest.

[castbytheglyph]

[It takes a moment, but eventually Pascal feels good enough to be able to check on/stagger over to Asbel without collapsing as soon as she even thinks about moving.]

It's cool, take as long as you need. [...] Not too long though, the treasure might up and wander off before we get to it if we sit around doing nothing!

[drawnbythesword]

[Asbel heaves a big sigh, and then slowly rises to his feet again, stumbling a bit before he finds his bearings.]

I... I think I'm good.

[castbytheglyph]

Yay, mister queasy is good to go!

[With a cheer a quick, friendly slap on Asbel's back, Pascal starts walking onwards, deeper into the tomb.]

Alrighty, forward march!

[drawnbythesword]

[...Bad move, Pascal, as that brings all the queasy up now. Asbel quickly runs to the corner to hurf up his stomach's contents.]

[castbytheglyph]

[That doesn't sound like forward marching. Sounds more like- Oh. This totally isn't her fault.]

Dude! You just sprayed last night's dinner all over the tomb! [Gross.] I'm just gonna get a one way ticket out of barfsville, over this way.

[It's cool Asbel, you stay there and finish up while Pascal walks on ahead. He might be a pal but she's not going to stick around and watch him throw up.]

[drawnbythesword]

[Well, he feels better after puking, at least. Asbel follows after Pascal, keeping one hand on the wall to keep his balance.]

[castbytheglyph]

[Once he's finished up, Pascal heads back over to see what's shaking.]

You need a hand there, Asbel? I bet I'm an awesome sick guy keeper-upper or somethin'.

[Providing Asbel doesn't mind Pascal's usual stench, and the fact she's on the short side, he's free to lean on her while they make their way through the rest of the tomb.]

[drawnbythesword]

N-no, that's alright, Pascal. I'll be fine, really. [Just don't come near him.]

[castbytheglyph]

Y'okay, if you're sure! [There's a slight shrug there before she lifts her hands up and rests them behind her head.] But if you feel like you're gonna upchuck again, gimme some warning so I can get out the splash zone.

[Anyhoo, onwards, to treasure and whatever other wonders/horrors await!]

[drawnbythesword]

That'll be pretty hard. You can't really tell when it'll come. [He'll try to warn you, though. Or at least run in the other direction.]

[castbytheglyph]

Just spin around super fast when you feel you're about to paint the walls! [She appreciates your efforts not to throw up on her man.

After a little walking down the winding corridors of the tomb, a large room decorated with piles of gold, ancient artifacts laid out on stone tables and over the top hieroglyphics shows up. There's a sarcophagus in the center of room, because hey, it's a tomb, with a creepy statue of Anubis looking over it. Almost guarding the tomb and its treasure...

Of course as soon as Pascal spots the room she runs right on in and starts looking around.]

Whoah-hoh, check it out. This must be like the dead guys place.