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//TESTDRIVE12.EXE

//testdrive12.EXE



Out with the old, in with the new as they say, and this ViViD level is no different. Ever progressive and ever mindful, CERES has decided in their war against the evil carbon footprint to give citizens both new and old a lesson in healthy living. To show this, they've created a level all about... recycling, or as close to recycling as a company like CERES can get. (Which isn't very close at all, honestly.)

This, of course, means that when you're dumped in to today's ViViD level, the first thing that will hit you is the stench. It's vile and rancid and the type of stench that makes a person want to give up smelling altogether, and when you finally open your eyes, you'll see why. There's trash everywhere. The buildings are decrepit and crumbling, the cars are broken down and rusted, and overall, it looks like the apocalypse rolled right on through. Which is weird because this is definitely not a post-apocalyptic game. Yet wandering around this pathetic excuse for a ViViD level will just reveal more of the same -- it's a total wasteland.

And if you look up, you will see a billboard.

RECYCLING AND YOU: HOW NOT TO BE A DIRTY WASTE OF SPACE


You'll only have a moment to be offended by the sign before, amongst the piles of trash and rubble, there's another, smaller pile of trash and rubble. The only difference is this one can talk.


Welcome to The Dumpster Dive, my cool cats and sweet kittens. A brand new ViViD level, created and innovated to you by CERES's very creative and innovative technicians. We're all here to help you learn to Reuse, Reduce and Recycle, givin' you kids some tools to help you lessen your impact on the planet. After all, we're all here together on this great planet of Tellus. Wouldn't want to ruin it, right? Ha ha!


Happy Trash Day to Cerealians one and all!

//SCENARIOS.EXE


PHASE I

[ 6:00 ] So, you're here.

You're probably sitting in a pile of trash because, well, everywhere is a pile of trash. You're in a landscape of trashiness and there's no escape. Your only option is to give in to the sweet, sweet pull of the garbage. The buildings are crumbling, the sidewalks are a mess of bottles (but no bottle caps), rubble, and empty chip bags, and you're stuck in this... trash. This garbage. This hellhole.

Wasn't recycling supposed to be clean?

It probably takes a rat skittering over your foot to get you going but like any good game, the protagonist needs to move. If you're going to find out anything in this trash heap, you'll need to explore a bit. See if you can find someone else! Or something else. Maybe someone more experienced with ViViD can help you figure out how to log out. Even if logging out doesn't seem to be working right now. You should be careful too because one wrong step might cause the pile of trash you're standing on give way and send you into the sewers below.

Which means there are rats, there are bugs, the ground is unsteady and... yep. It's starting to rain.

Good luck.

PHASE II

[ 8:00 ] And then come the... trash drones.

They zero in on any living thing in this ViViD level -- if you’re moving, if you’re breathing, if you have some sort of a pulse, they’ll be there. And they’ll grab you and take you away. No matter how many you shoot down, more and more and more will come, never stopping until you're swarmed completely by them. They have to get you! You're garbage, you're garbage, you're garbage! You're garbage!

And so, you're snatched up.

Don’t worry, though. After a short flight (wave hello to your fellow drone-napped neighbor!), you'll arrive at three huge trash chutes with three equally huge signs above them. GARBAGE, RECYCLING, and COMPOST hang above the chutes and the drones pause just momentarily before announcing one of these options in a robotic voice. You've been sorted and without any preamble, the drone will dump you in whichever one it decides.

Hopefully you don’t end up in the compost. Gross.

Of course, once you down there, there's plenty to poke around in (or not much if you're still not into the whole trash thing). It's piles and piles and piles of trash as far as the eye can see! Again! If you're especially clever, you may be able to use the trash to build a way out of the chute. The very, very long chute. Maybe there's someone around that can help you? And better do so quick, who knows what CERES has deemed to be "recycling" this time.

PHASE III

[ 11:25 ] CERES's standards continue to shine on again, because after some time, those chutes will finally start working. So if you've been separated from a friend through any of this ordeal, don't worry about it. You're all gonna end up in the same place anyway.

Which is the incinerator, of course! (Wait, that’s not how recycling works.)

The ground beneath you shifts, enough to knock over whatever flimsy excuse for an escape plan you have, and suddenly all of the trash, compost or recycling will be dumped down into an underground furnace -- along with everyone stuck there, of course. Bit by bit, everything moves ever closer towards that red hot furnace and it’s clear that everything's going to be dumped straight into the fire and burned. Say your farewells. Make nice with your neighbor. Finalize your will because --

Oh. It stopped.

Looks like it jammed.

It doesn't remain jammed for long because CERES is, if anything, highly efficient. So it starts up again. But then stops again. And then starts again. And then stops again. This may be a glitch in the level, actually.

So, you're still getting ever closer to fiery death, but... slowly. Very slowly. In fact, you could probably walk away from said fiery death faster than you're going towards it. It's like they can't even program a near death experience right!

PHASE IV

[ 11:25 ] Maybe you avoided the incinerator. Maybe you ended up in a different part of the level altogether. Maybe you just got lost. Either way, now you’re stuck with the age-old hobby of enthusiasts and the exceptionally desperate alike.

Dumpster diving.

And CERES wouldn't send you down there without an incentive, you know. If you look, it seems like there might be something valuable, something incredibly important and just for you. A shiny item that you’ve always wanted right from home and it’s right there in your grasp, something precious that you could never get in Cerealia. How it came to be there, nestled between an empty carton of eggs and a half-eaten cheeseburger, no one knows, but you'll be filled with the inescapable, all-consuming urge to go get it. Just jump right into that dumpster and get it.

The more you resist the urge, the more it'll hurt. (As in, physically hurt actually. The feeling will be comparable to your fingernails slowly being plucked out.)

This is ViViD though and the moment you hit the trash, the spell breaks. You'll see that your most precious thing, whatever it was, was never actually there. Instead, you seem to have actually grabbed something else and whatever it is, you can't let go of it. Be it an empty bottle of bacon soda or a bicycle tire with a giant hole in it, it's attached to your hand now and no matter what you do, you can't get it off.

Hopefully whatever you grabbed wasn't too big because it looks like you're not getting rid of it. Not till you beat the level.

BONUS

[ why : o'clock ] The odd thing about being stuck in a trash wasteland is that you can go for ages without seeing another person. Ages. Of course, CERES doesn't like that very much since ViViD games should be co-operative! Player with player! Player against player! Players who shouldn't be playing at all. That's the type of play CERES supports.

Which means the longer you go without seeing another person, the more you might feel an itch. It gets under your skin, making you feel dizzier and dizzier, and shorter and shorter of breath until -- you pass out. Vision going dark, breathing cutting out, and down you go into the trash and whatever this ViViD level has planned next.

It won't take long. You'll wake up feeling slightly confined and there will be a moving body next to you. It seems as if you've finally, finally found someone -- and they're really, really close. In fact, maybe a little too close? When you open your eyes, you'll see that the two of you may be bound together in a way that might be familiar to some.

But instead of a shirt, it's just a garbage bag. A really, really strong garbage bag that can't be broken out of no matter how strong you happen to be. No laser eyes, no super powers, nothing will separate you from this person other than, well, getting along.

There really is only one question you have to ask yourself now. Just one.

What the hell does this have to do with recycling?


[ Remember to apply proper warnings on threads with sensitive or inappropriate material and do let a mod know if your thread careens off into maiming or canoodling so we can lock the log. ]

//RUN.EXE

Welcome to CEREALIA's twelfth Test Drive Meme. For your convenience, we have compiled a post detailing everyone's arrival experience and a FAQ that should explain everything in more detail. Please read them thoroughly before playing. Thank you!

osuni: (b y e)

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-03 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
[If only Atsushi had the fortune of meeting the Pied Piper or something... Instead he just gets Okuni who looks unimpressed with his line of thought and frantic gesturing. And also, suddenly offended?]

You'd lift your shirt in front of a woman you don't even know? [wow..... It's like Okuni's ignoring one very important fact... the rat] Hey, is there really even a rat there? You're not an exhibitionist making up a silly excuse, are you?

[EVEN THOUGH THE RAT IS RIGHT THERE....]
adornmental: (you're a problem)

[personal profile] adornmental 2016-01-03 08:31 am (UTC)(link)
[WOW who's the real weird one here... The one who brings up blood and guts and stabbing people like that's a perfectly normal topic to converse about when they're in a rotting pile of garbage.]

Just I guess is no good. [He'll just discard her half-assed compliment like garbage, too!! Whatever, he doesn't need compliments from such a PUNK.

Also there's a brief pause here where Kashuu is probably thinking about all of the times various Soujis have said that he's beautiful when he's covered in blood but that would just take this conversation to an awkward place... Even he knows that...]


I dunno how you fight, lady, but any sword worth their salt can kill cleanly.
Edited 2016-01-03 08:31 (UTC)
jinko: (27.)

[personal profile] jinko 2016-01-03 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ah, good... it's barely been five minutes into this game and he's already garnered a reputation for being a pervert. Surely he gets bonus points for this???

He had his hands on the hem of his shirt, ready to pull up (why did he think this would be a good idea, is the real question) but now they're curling into the fabric and. Vicegripping.
]

Wh— no! I'm just...!! [ 'A pathetic loser who has a rat clawing at my nips, help me'. ] I...! Fine, you can close your eyes if you want!!

[ WHICH DEFEATS THE WHOLE PURPOSE... why is he even trying anymore. ]
osuni: (yawns)

phenomenons... spellcheck betrayed me 1/2

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-03 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
[What else is there to talk while in garbage, huh?? Okuni tilts her head at his pause, but she has no idea what he could really be thinking. Maybe he's imagining all the times he was super uncute while fighting??]

It's hard to call someone cute in a place like this. [she says, as innocently as possible... totally not implying that Kashuu doesn't look cute atm, of course not. She pauses, considering Kashuu's words.]

You're not wrong. [Her own sword's hard to spot when it's been stuffed into the folds of her kimono, but it's there, albeit way shorter than the average katana.] But the battlefield's a pretty unpredictable place. You can have a good sword and a clean stroke, but... you'll get dirty one way or the other.

[Okuni's Seen Some Things, okay... It's a byproduct of being from a turbulent era.]
osuni: (HOW S C A N D A L O U S)

2/2

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-03 08:53 am (UTC)(link)
[but instead of letting this rare moment of not-being-a-punk last, Okuni leans in to get a closer look at the sword on Kashuu's waist.]

Is that your original form? [time to INVADE THE PERSONAL BUBBLE]
beaconed: (listen)

[personal profile] beaconed 2016-01-03 08:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hey, weird choice of words aside, he's pretty excited about this, too! ]

Yeah! Walking! We can do this, woo!! Oh, man, it feels so good to stand again. I thought my legs were gonna fall aslee-- [ He balls his free fist and knocks on his right leg to get some feeling, but when he knocks on his left one and realizes there's no sensation whatsoever? Yeah, that wasn't his leg. He immediately pulls back his arm and begins walking for the both of them. ]--eeeah, t-that wasn't, actually, I didn't-- I mean I did realize it, but it was just as I did it I was like "Wow, this is not my leg I'm tapping with my knuckles", and then another voice in my head, the one on a deeper level/layer said "Jaune you're an idiot", and you know what? I am! Look at me, I'm trapped in a garbage sack with someone I never met! I smell like garbage! I'm sorry, I know, you don't have to pretend that I don't! Yeah, I'll say it out loud, I'm with a girl and I smell like trash! And another thing-- what the heck does any of this have to do with recycling?! I'm not the most eco-friendly guy, I'll admit, but... come on!

[ Is he complaining to her or just the world at this point? ]
osuni: (i can't think of funny keywords bye)

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-03 09:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Atsushi... Okuni still can't believe how this situation turned out, but now that she thinks about it... this is actually pretty funny. She could try to kill the rat, but that's what got Atsushi into this mess in the first place, so.]

How annoying... [Because it's not like she's making it more annoying or anything. Instead, she. CLOSES HER EYES. And gets ready, because the moment Atsushi chooses to lift his shirt, she'll use her fan to smack the rat far far away and into the horizon of trash beyond.]

[that is]

[if atsushi actually lifts his shirt. Otherwise, Okuni's probably closing her eyes for no reason here...]
perfectisofon: (reluctantly,we still kept to ourselves)

luke fon fabre | tota | ota!

[personal profile] perfectisofon 2016-01-03 09:09 am (UTC)(link)
PHASE I.

[Well. That was an extremely unpleasant sensation.

One moment, he was holding his original in his arms -- surrounded by falling rubble, and now he was in a pile of trash. His setting changing in a single blink, no longer where he was before. Confused, and surprised, his body sore from where he was laying.]


... Huh? Where am I...? [This definitely isn't Eldrant. It was too dark, and the rubble around him didn't resemble anything like Eldrant's structure. His eyes shifting back and forth to examine his setting. Finally trailing his eyes beneath him, the realization that he's sitting in trash hitting him.

That smell makes him cringe, but feeling something run across his leg is the thing that gets him to actually get onto his feet. His hands reaching out to grab something, to no avail. His sudden movement, and lack of attention to his surroundings causing the trash underneath him to collapse.

Unfortunately, he's caught a bit off guard, and his hand doesn't snap out fast enough to keep him from falling in. Luckily only hitting the hard, cold walkway in the sewer -- inches away from actually landing into sewage water.

Too bad he's in too much pain to actually think about that.]


PHASE II

[Of course it wouldn't be this easy.

When he finally comes around, the first thing that comes to mind is to investigate. See if there was anyone around -- anyone that needed help. If he could get information, that would be a bonus, but right now, he just wanted to see if anyone needed help getting out.

Halfway through his investigation, he stops when he hears some sort of machinery behind him. Maybe, possibly, thinking that they might help. Again, it's never that easy, and Luke finds himself running from the trash drones that chase him. His arms batting some drones away, thinking that their might just be a few.

And then they surround him. Luke putting up a slight struggle, his body flailing, trying to knock as much drones as he could.]
H-Hey! Let me go! [He soon learns that it's futile to fight back, but that doesn't stop him from struggling the entire flight. His struggling coming to a nice, prompt stop when the drones decide to kindly drop him right into the compost. His body landing right onto a pile of half eaten apples, and then some.]
Edited (yo i forgot to put something in the subject title. ) 2016-01-03 09:10 (UTC)
anthropophagite: DEFAULT (Normal - pic#8262500)

[personal profile] anthropophagite 2016-01-03 09:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ when he hears an unfamiliar voice, Kaneki quickly looks to the side.

Pink.

There is pink gum on your hair miss, you-

He has to eventually let her know, certainly, but there are other priorities right now. Like trying to get the garbage from his face, when he fell down, furiously rubbing his cheeks against his sleeve (a clean part of it, at least) and after take Lucina's hand so he can get up. ]


Thank you- [ he really is thankful because kaneki was starting to feel pretty pitiful few moments ago.

And once he is up, he can't help but to feel embarrassed that was her first impression him: some guy in the middle of trash, face and clothes dirty from falling down, and probably looking a bit pathetic. ]


Uhm, i'm sorry, there is- [ he points to her hair ] gum. you have gum in your hair.
jinko: (35.)

[personal profile] jinko 2016-01-03 09:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sadly, Atsushi is torn between being offended and being upset at himself for offending Okuni, which is a ridiculous mix of emotions considering that he should really just. Get rid of the stupid rat in his shirt, but still.

After a second of mulling over whether or not he should feel More Badly about having caused a circumstance to earn the title of 'annoying', he decides to just get it over with!! A sigh, and he warns:
]

Okay, on the count of three. One... two...

[ Lifting up his shirt: ] —Three! [ The rat in question, after shooting Atsushi what looks like a pitying look even for expressionless animals, drops down onto the garbage heap and.

Promptly scampers over to Okuni. Good job, nerd... now he's set the thing on a girl with her eyes closed, how is he ever going to live this down.
]
respectful: (pic#9603625)

ii!

[personal profile] respectful 2016-01-03 09:19 am (UTC)(link)
( to behold a king's power was always a spectacle. the green king's isn't any different in that sense, but it's unique. the surge that fills the air reverberates along kuroh's spine and causes the nape of his neck to feel the slightest of static charges, jolting him to an immediate awareness. he'd been using his abilities to "pull" his way up the chute, arm extended and fingers flexed with tension, but is startled into outright shock and distraction at the sight over his shoulder.

"impossible", he almost mouths, but of course it's possible. what isn't for a king, and why would their presence not be preferred? his heart lurches, head racing to an abrupt and silent thanks that it's just him. there's no one in the vicinity that seems to need his protection. )


Nagare Hisui ... ( he murmurs, wondering if he should get out of dodge. sure, it might ruin his own progress, but could he risk being razed as collateral? )
osuni: (what the heck??? what the heck)

[personal profile] osuni 2016-01-03 09:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Okuni waits as patiently as possible, because surely the rat is still there attached to Atsushi's chest, but no... She moves forward on the count of three, intent on delivering a strike but then... she hears... the sound of.... scampering. Her eyes open at the speed of light, but the rat is practically at her feet already and what the heck SHE DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS]

[OR WANT THIS]


Ugh -- !

[This is what she gets for trying to be helpful in the first place! So, instead of hitting air across Atsushi's chest, Okuni draws back her leg and -- kicks the rat as hard as possible, possibly enough to break some tiny rat rib bones... Unfortunately, the kick sends the rat flying through the air in the direction of Atsushi's head. please dodge, atsushi. avoid the incoming embarrassment and save yourself]
corona: (‣ self-deprecation)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-03 09:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh gosh. He's been feeling all of this and until this point the greatest she's done for him is chastise. Whether it's meant as venting or in search of advice, Rapunzel listens to the rant and nods and falls mostly silent. Garbage sack in-fucking-deed. ]

I hear that voice. [ Is that a glance at definitely-not-his leg? No way! It's not like he was just touching it after all. ] Only - actually? I think mine goes a little like, "Hey, Rapunzel, this is your conscience here. Just stopping by to let you know that, uh, nobody appreciates the tough girl front! That's all, thanks!" -- And that's, like, thanks from the universe for not acting like I'm about to turn eighteen.

...But for what it's worth, I can hardly smell you at all when everything else smells so terrible. Which it definitely does, I won't lie.
jinko: (71.)

[personal profile] jinko 2016-01-03 09:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Atsushi is the protagonist of his story, he's the dangerous boy-tiger with a bounty on his head, a menace to the mafia and a valued member of his affiliated Agency— surely he can do something as simple as dodge an incoming half-dead rat. Surely.

Surely he can use his lightning-fast half-tiger powers to avoid this impending embarrassment!!!!

Except he doesn't, because he's too startled by the fact that Okuni did this in the first place?? Though he doesn't know what he should have expected, to be honest.
]

—?!?!?

[ An indecipherable sound of misery and surprise, and Atsushi gets hit. Right in the face. By a probably dead animal.

Said animal slides down his cheek and falls at his feet, and he's left standing there dumbly with his soul leaking out of his ears.
]

A...ha. Haha... [ All he can do... is laugh... ]

Worst Jedi Ever | That thing with the light swords and annoying amphibians

[personal profile] ex_forcechoke292 2016-01-03 09:37 am (UTC)(link)
[I]

[He's been stuck in trash compactors that smelled better than this. The only difference is that the lesson then had been a far reach, an "everything happens for a reason, Anakin," where this seems to be a sad attempt at...what? A public service?

"Sad" seems pretty apt.

He sours on this "welcome" for a long moment, heaved with a heavy, dramatic sigh that could say nothing but 'of fucking course.' In the next moment, he's up, lightsaber out, handily dealing with the first rat to wander out of the woodwork (or trashpile, semantics), because that's certainly not overkill.

The glower (or, perhaps more appropriately, pout) lingers even after, should you stumble upon him stumbling around in this hell hole.]

Edited 2016-01-03 09:38 (UTC)
beaconed: (038)

[personal profile] beaconed 2016-01-03 09:39 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, you know what I'm talking about, right?

[ Tough-girl front... that sure resonates with Jaune. Well, not the girl part of it. The part about trying to be braver or stronger than he really is, all for the sake of being a good leader. Oh man, and she's so nice about the smell, too! But more importantly-- ]

... Your name is "Rapunzel"? [ What an unusual name. ]

[personal profile] risingforce 2016-01-03 10:04 am (UTC)(link)
The same. I was with my master, then I was... here somehow. I don't remember how it happened. [He's feeling a bit of anxiety at not having found Qui-Gon yet, especially since reaching out with the Force earlier yielded nothing. Either his master isn't close by or he's unreachable through the Force, both of which do nothing to make him feel better. But he's not going to let that get the better of him. He takes a moment to take in a deep breath, not fighting his emotions but letting them flow through him, reaching inside to find a calm center and focus on the task at hand. The most important thing right now is survive until he can find his master.

He spots some sort of pipe-like object that's been bent in the middle, looking almost like a metal boomerang. He picks it up and holds it out to show it to the other person.
]

Do you think this might work for a hook?
nicocissistic: (♪ where they play the right music ♪)

[personal profile] nicocissistic 2016-01-03 10:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ The last thing Nico wanted to be was here. Who do they think she is?! She's Nico Yazawa, everyone's favorite idol! The last thing she'll do is roll around in this trash with lowly peasants who live/work/whatever in the dump. But more importantly... was that a bug that just crawled up her leg? That's her favorite pair of thigh highs PLEASE DON'T MAKE HER BURN THEM. She already made a mental note to burn her shoes and her clothes are getting dirty!

Honestly, Nico's basically screaming at this point, and while she is too busy panicking to know what to do all she is sure of is that this is just — ]


Eeek! What are you doing? [ d i s g u s t i n g.

With the bug swatted away with one hand and a scented handkerchief in the other to somehow mask the stench a little, she catches eye of Rhys with the rat. Why are you so chill about what you're doing, buddy? ]
corona: (‣ bargaining)

[personal profile] corona 2016-01-03 10:32 am (UTC)(link)
Ye...ah. [ A little shy, that. When spoken aloud, her name does sound quite a bit stranger than his which really rolls off a lady's tongue!! ] But I could easily get used to being called "Tress Girl". Don't rule it out just yet.

[ pause ]

What's that little voice saying to you now?
moribound: SOJUICE (4)

[personal profile] moribound 2016-01-03 11:01 am (UTC)(link)
Sounds good to me. [Minato's also kind of relieved that Rise's taking this all in stride, since he can think of more than one girl who would overreact to being trapped like this.

He presses his foot down experimentally, finding there's nothing there to stop them were it not for how their arms are still stuck.]
It seems like we can slip through, but we'll have to free our other arm first.
beaconed: (026)

[personal profile] beaconed 2016-01-03 11:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ omg he must never know about his name Jaune pauses to think about her question, smiling a little. ]

Hmm. I dunno... I think it's saying something about the voice in your head, how it's not always necessarily right? Heh, wonder what that's all about.

... And it gave me an idea!
bropane: (at least i'm not fishing with no bait)

[personal profile] bropane 2016-01-03 11:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ good job, rise. you just jinxed them. ]

The first one? A hundred percent possible. Your second idea's not that far off. This is a video game, not a dream.

I only asked because Cerealia never gives you anything good—just weird things like a video game about trash and recycling, or ghosts, or monsters... that stuff.
unswerved: (mis001)

[personal profile] unswerved 2016-01-03 11:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ sorry, kuroh! yata totally acts by instinct and it's why he calls you "shit dog" instead of your actual name. another time, he'd call you in a more polite way, but not today.

he immediately backs away, hands now soiled with the awful stench of garbage, as well as actual garbage sticking to them. this is awful! ]


Ah- Ah! Put it away! [ he can be more coherent and use his words better, but until kuroh gets rid of his waifu, yata will continue acting like a blubbering child. ]
unswerved: (019)

[personal profile] unswerved 2016-01-03 11:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ don't put words in his mouth!! he'd normally contest to that in a much louder tone, but he can't... scream... at girls... it's so impolite! ]

Y- Yeah, well! Stay close to me, anyway!
sortileges: (15)

[personal profile] sortileges 2016-01-03 12:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well later on he can be an old man if you really want but that's for another time. How many party tricks do they need to get out of this? Him looking like he's 100 really isn't necessary for this.

Meanwhile, however, he ends up blinking down at the ladder, watching as his foot shifts to press onto one of the wooden steps and checks the pressure. It's real, but right now he can't tell if it was sheer dumb luck or him that did it. (Probably a good thing for now that he doesn't realise it's her because the whole hacking/cyber stuff might be a bit much.) ]


I'm not sure "found" is the word I'm looking for. [ He's relieved though, starting his ascent up the ladder nice and steadily. ]