彡 cora hale | teen wolf

[impetere]

	✔ Cʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀs/AU ✔ Aᴄᴛɪᴏɴsᴘᴀᴍ ✔ Pʀᴏsᴇ	✔ Pɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs ✔ Oᴛʜᴇʀᴡᴏʀᴅʟʏ ✔ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀs	♥ F/M, F/F ⏰ Uᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ

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[dizzying]

[ The gargoyle is really doing a number on Granuaile now. Though she can heal herself, the middle of a battle isn't the most opportune time, and she's already used up a lot of the earth's energy stored within her. She's boosting it by using what's stored in her staff, but even so, the next swing of her staff is noticeably more sloppy in execution (attack 9). ]

Fucking fuck!

[impetere]

[That's okay, Granuaile. Cora's got your back. She charges in to take care of the gargoyle first (attack 19, damage 8), letting it drop to the ground unconscious. After that she turns back to Granuaile and takes her arm gently.]

We should get out of here. You need a doctor.

[dizzying]

No, I'll be fine. I can heal myself.

[ She lets out a sigh, more pissed than anything that the statue one upped her so much. ]

I need to work on my moves. Are you okay?

[ She looks over Cora before taking a firm hold on her staff, letting its energy flow into her and using the spell for healing tattooed into her skin do its thing. ]

[impetere]

[She nods a bit as she backs off, letting her do her healing thing.]

Yeah, I'm fine. Just a few scratches that'll heal.

[She heals without magic, so it's no big thing for her.]

[dizzying]

That was sucky to the highest degree.

[ Her wounds start to mend together, skin closing over them, leaving first a little bruising, but then that starts to fade too as she heals all the affected veins and capillaries. ]

But it had to be here for a reason. Guarding something, you know?

[impetere]

[She nods a bit at that, before glancing to the space behind it.]

Want to keep looking?

[dizzying]

Yeah, definitely. If we're getting clawed at, I want it to at least have been for something. That way?

[impetere]

[She nods a bit before turning and leading the way further into the temple. The lights have shifted back to the low light again, but Cora is leading the way this time, using her werewolf eyes to keep a clear view of the corridor ahead.]

[dizzying]

[ By now, Granuaile is nearly healed completely, so she follows without showing any pain on her face. Her staff is held at the ready and she retrieves her flashlight from her pocket once more, since she sadly doesn't have werewolf eyes too. ]

Times like this, I wish they made a sensor that beeps whenever asshole security systems are activated.

[ Because this happens to her so often, right? Maybe it should just be a sensor that beeps whenever assholes get the urge to kill her, because that does happen often. ]

[impetere]

[She smirks a bit at that, before taking a quick survey over the hallway to see if she spots any other kind of trouble (spot 26) but for the most part it seems to be clear. Not a sign of a big bad in sight.]

[dizzying]

[ That should be a relief, but all she can think is that it's meant to lull them into a false sense of security, so she stays alert as they enter the hallway. ]

[impetere]

[Eventually they make their way into another antechamber, a wide open space with a pedestal in the middle. Sitting on the pedestal was an urn with ornate drawings on the sides.]

[dizzying]

[ Granuaile enters the room, wary of the wide openness of it. Anything could happen between them and that pedestal. Taking a wrong step could lead to depressing a button that released poison darts, or another statue could appear out of nowhere to fight them. She lets out a breath, flashlight moving back and forth. ]

I keep saying it, but this is some Indiana Jones shit right here.

[ She's trying to play it smart this time, scanning the area before stepping any closer (spot 15). ]

[impetere]

[She doesn't spot anything else, which is good. No danger here. But Cora will start to make her way over to the pedestal, studying it to see if there are any traps they should be worried about.]

[dizzying]

Any stories written out on that thing?

[ Hopefully clearer stories than what was written on the wall before the got to the murderous stature. ]

[impetere]

[This one she's not making out so well (decipher script 12). She wrinkles her nose a bit as she tries to get a better look.]

Not that I can tell.

[dizzying]

It must have some reason for being displayed here like this.

[ Since Cora's gotten close enough without springing a trap, Granuaile steps up beside her, shining her flashlight against the vase's surface. ]

Maybe it's a test. If we pick it up, a giant stone ball rolls out to crush us.

[impetere]

[Her eyebrows go up a bit at that.]

So let's not pick it up. Maybe there's something inside?

[dizzying]

Oh, hey, there's an idea.

[ She goes up on tiptoe, peering in with her light. ]

Whoa, there is something in here. But it's difficult to make out. It looks like plant matter with twine around it? Hard to say. Want a look?

[ She offers Cora the flashlight. ]

[impetere]

[She takes the flashlight, before pushing up to peer in as well. She frowns for a moment, before glancing back to look at her.]

It smells like cedar.

[dizzying]

Maybe it's an offering of some kind.

[ But that doesn't really tell them where to go next. She blows out a breath, looking around. ]

Everything has to be set up like this for a reason. You don't just construct an underground building and have it lead nowhere. Maybe there's a switch or lever somewhere that opens up another room.

[impetere]

[Cora nods a bit, before taking a step back and leaving the pot where it is. If it's an offering, it's probably best they don't disturb it (wisdom 15).]

Check the walls again? See if there's some kind of switch?

[dizzying]

Okay.

[ Off she goes to do that, shining her flashlight around when the beam goes dimmer. She smacks the flashlight in her hand a few times, but there's no improvement. ]

Flashlight's about to go.

[ Which makes for a cranky Granuaile. She doesn't have Cora's keen eyes. But what she does have is the sense she's found something not long after (spot 14). ]

This looks like something.

[ She turns to look over at Cora. ]

This pillar is divided into sections, and see here?

[ She pushes against the carved stone of the cylindrical pillar. ]

Each section can spin. It could be a puzzle.

[impetere]

[Cora nods before dropping down into a crouch so that the cylinder is more at eye level. She tips her head to the side, before frowning.]

Kind of like the combination on a safe.

[dizzying]

Yeah! We just need to find the right combination and it's straight to the safety deposit box.

[ Or death. But let's remain positive here! Granuaile runs her fingertips along the carvings, tilting her head in thought. ]

The carvings might line up to form a continuous image. Let's try it.