Hunting the Subway Sculptor

[shiromadoushi]

Who: Everyone who expressed interest in going to check out the Subway Sculptor
Where: An abandoned subway line under Locke City
When: 6pmish, Saturday
What: Going to try and talk to the guy making the snake statues.


[[OoC: Info | Plotting | IC organization]]

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[peacefulwinter]

She spared a moment to look behind her. That moment was enough for her eyes to widen as the girl picked up a statue made of marble and threw it down the hallway. "You're amazing...!" She couldn't help but feel her mood lift - if Annie had been a Precure for all of sixty seconds and she could do this, who knew what she would be able to do later?

But she shook herself and hurried further down the hallway, trusting Annie to disengage and follow when she could. The microphone had bounced this way, right...? Even if it wasn't necessarily related to Kari's sudden fit of terminal unconsciousness, she'd need it back, probably. Where was it... wait, what was that shining over against the wall there?

[sun_sun]

"Whatever you're doing, do it faster!"

Here comes Cure Sunny, energy redirected from throwing statues to running like the wind. As dramatic as the throw was, the snake was largely unharmed, and rapidly picking up momentum again.

[peacefulwinter]

"I'm w-working on it...!" Still carrying Kari, but with speed unimpeded by the weight, Diamond moved toward the thing glinting in the dim light of the tunnel... and lo and behold, it was a microphone, covered in pearls, that she was pretty sure she'd seen just a minute ago. Probably important enough to take, at least, and she knelt to pick it up without dropping her passenger. With it in hand, she stands again and joins Sunny in her running; there's not a whole lot else she can do until (unless?) Kari comes to.