[ OH SHIT, LASERS. By the time Qubit's dismally average reflexes have a chance to kick in, Peter's already got hold of him, yanking him out of the line of fire. As soon as he can, he steadies himself with an arm across Peter's back so he's at least not flopping around like a rag doll as they pinball all over the room.
The final drop launches his stomach into his throat, but the sudden stop puts it right back, where it continues doing somersaults for a bit. Still, they're not dead from lasers, so... if you take the average, that's a win! Qubit lets out his breath all at once. ]
Death traps! Okay! Sure, why wouldn't it be full of death traps?!
[ The room they're dangling in is a stark departure from the last; where that one was minimalist, this one's modern art. It's an instance of Room D, which is described as resembling a Rubik's cube - except in this case, the tiles come in a variety of shapes and sizes, more of a brightly colored abstract mosaic than a grid. Sort of like if Lisa Frank started dabbling in cubism. There's no accounting for taste.
For the moment, it's holding stationary... but all bets will be off whenever Peter lowers them to the floor. ]
no subject
The final drop launches his stomach into his throat, but the sudden stop puts it right back, where it continues doing somersaults for a bit. Still, they're not dead from lasers, so... if you take the average, that's a win! Qubit lets out his breath all at once. ]
Death traps! Okay! Sure, why wouldn't it be full of death traps?!
[ The room they're dangling in is a stark departure from the last; where that one was minimalist, this one's modern art. It's an instance of Room D, which is described as resembling a Rubik's cube - except in this case, the tiles come in a variety of shapes and sizes, more of a brightly colored abstract mosaic than a grid. Sort of like if Lisa Frank started dabbling in cubism. There's no accounting for taste.
For the moment, it's holding stationary... but all bets will be off whenever Peter lowers them to the floor. ]