[ a loud tch comes from john at the sight of the floor being in tact. it's a pain in the arse, now. and he doesn't much like that fact. he's ready to stand there and pout like a child until elena grabs his arm.
he raises an eyebrow and looks over at where she's turned. his head tilts.
john pulls her gently along with him as he sees a cutout. he pulls her instinctively close, hand reaching up to test the cutout--a doorway. ]
Well, Half-Dead Elena. Looks like we might of found our way under the floor.
[ he looks at her with a grin, pulling out his lighter and flicking it on. ]
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he raises an eyebrow and looks over at where she's turned. his head tilts.
john pulls her gently along with him as he sees a cutout. he pulls her instinctively close, hand reaching up to test the cutout--a doorway. ]
Well, Half-Dead Elena. Looks like we might of found our way under the floor.
[ he looks at her with a grin, pulling out his lighter and flicking it on. ]
Stay close.