Like usual, Vincent catches on to the manner of Irahl's silence pretty quick... And this one isn't even really a silence, the guy's making whole 'hmm' sounds and everything. He's definitely listening.
"I mean, ain't the exact same stairs, they probably replaced the steps at some point... Else they'd be worn down to a steep hill instead."
There are a couple spots like that in Skeleton City, where the stairs are more glorified ramps now because of the thousands of footsteps that have been wearing them down for over a century.
This path remains pleasantly traversable all the way down, even as any last signs of natural light disappear, and the plants become fewer and farther between. They pass quite a few people on the way down, but a majority of them seem to be heading on their way back up to the towers now that the hottest part of the day is almost over.
Eventually, the stairs empty out into... Well, it looks kind of like a mall. Clearly delineated places for walking, artificial lighting mounted high up in the ceiling, bright signs everywhere advertising all kinds of things. People mill around, sit on benches, walk out of stores with large bags of goods in-hand. There are a few signs of degradation--a bit of graffiti here, a cracked tile there, but otherwise it seems far more put-together and orderly than anything Skeleton City has to offer.
"Okay... There's this spot, I wanna know if it's still there. We gotta go this way a while..."
And Vincent will begin leading them along the walkway, towards a spot that may or may not still be in business. Notably, there's an armored guard posted very obviously in view of the entry. They glance over both Vincent and Irahl as they enter, though they don't do or say anything that could be remotely confused for attempted interaction.
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"I mean, ain't the exact same stairs, they probably replaced the steps at some point... Else they'd be worn down to a steep hill instead."
There are a couple spots like that in Skeleton City, where the stairs are more glorified ramps now because of the thousands of footsteps that have been wearing them down for over a century.
This path remains pleasantly traversable all the way down, even as any last signs of natural light disappear, and the plants become fewer and farther between. They pass quite a few people on the way down, but a majority of them seem to be heading on their way back up to the towers now that the hottest part of the day is almost over.
Eventually, the stairs empty out into... Well, it looks kind of like a mall. Clearly delineated places for walking, artificial lighting mounted high up in the ceiling, bright signs everywhere advertising all kinds of things. People mill around, sit on benches, walk out of stores with large bags of goods in-hand. There are a few signs of degradation--a bit of graffiti here, a cracked tile there, but otherwise it seems far more put-together and orderly than anything Skeleton City has to offer.
"Okay... There's this spot, I wanna know if it's still there. We gotta go this way a while..."
And Vincent will begin leading them along the walkway, towards a spot that may or may not still be in business. Notably, there's an armored guard posted very obviously in view of the entry. They glance over both Vincent and Irahl as they enter, though they don't do or say anything that could be remotely confused for attempted interaction.