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Oh--huh, sure. You think we can get an elevator shaft rigged up though?

You think we gotta have the elevator to make the ghosts show?

[Up and up and up they go]

Oh--maybe? Maybe they get lured by people flying, which's usually ghost territory.

Guess we gotta do an elevator, then.

[Up and up they go, past where the walls give way to a view of the park. He leaves off talking to grab at her arm, excited]

Dude, there it is. Check that out!

You can see the whole place.

[Leans forward, squinting out at the view as the elevator slows to a stop, just hanging there, the cart swaying faintly in the wind for just a little too long for comfort.

It barely occurs to Nemesis to tuck away her glasses before the elevator goes into a sudden freefall]

[Yeah. That]

[Was very sudden]

[He shrieks as they drop - laughs, breathless, as they lurch to a sudden stop again]

[She yelps, a little disoriented by the strobing lights that fill the tower, and makes another surprised little sound as the elevator rockets upwards a few more floors before another quick drop.]

[One of his hands is white-knuckled on the bar holding them in - the other reaches out, excited, to give her a little shake]

Oh my god - here it comes, here's the big one.

[The car pauses--jerks up a few meters, then down 30 or 40--before slowly creaking back up to the top, out from the dim light of the tower to the bright daylight of the sun outside. She shakes at him instead, the knuckles of her free hand grey as usual, but clenched securely enough on the safety bar]

--Ready?

[He laughs again, breathless]

No!

[And then they're free-falling, and he's too busy screaming to say anything else]

[Of course it's going to happen, but it's surprising nevertheless as the lights go out and they drop into pitch darkness, no frame of reference where they are and how much further they have to go. Her good hand, still hooked to his sleeve, digs in deeper as her breath catches and stomach floats and they're pressed up against the safety bar, as if flying out of their seats.

And then they slow, abrupt but gentle, the end of the drop shaft lit with a star field effect as the car gently nears the bottom]

[He's still holding onto her when they reach the bottom, the shriek as they drop giving way to more breathless laughter]

Oh, man. That felt like way farther than forty.

[She returns a few breathy chuckles as the car winds its way back to the unloading dock, having remembered to breathe again]

Mm... I-it was an okay fall, but I dunno about way farther...

C'mon, that had to be like sixty at least.

Or maybe you were just a scaredy-cat so it felt like a hundred-floor drop.

[A pause, and she unwinds her fingers from his sleeve]

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Hundred and twenty, you're totally just low-balling it on purpose.

[Still hasn't let go of her as they make for the door, and doesn't seem to have noticed]

[Huffs out a laugh, adjusting so neither of them outpaces the other]

I mean. Nobody's gonna believe they packed 150 floors in there, right? Some stuff you gotta keep to yourself.

It's hell magic, they can do whatever. They totally crammed a hundred and eighty floors in there.

[Out the door and back out into the bright afternoon light]

Not sure I trust 'em to use that idea solely for good...

[Relaxes a little in the warmth of the sun, and continues wherever this direction seems to be taking them]

Think any of the snack counters're open?

One way to find out, yeah?

Worse comes to worst, we can always take a break and go find a conbini when we get hungry or something.

[But when they wander out of the area, this place is waiting for them, and something inside smells pretty good]

Edited 2020-04-27 21:22 (UTC)

[Doing a little Toucan Sam]

...What's that?

Our next stop, looks like.

[Already heading that way]

C'mon, let's check it out.

[Trots beside, heading into the building]

I'd ask if you were hungry, but somehow I know the answer.

Dude, you got ESP and never said nothing?

[Jostles against her, easy, and makes a beeline for the counter. Apparently they're selling something called Chandu's Tails??]

...Why d'you wanna eat somebody's tail? Is Chandu a fish?

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