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Why? Why this? Why make it so obvious? Mari mentally kicked herself for being so blind. The man had given her the answer on a silver platter. But she is just too stubborn - too close minded to see it. She held the tiny square vial tightly in her hand. As though it was the most important thing in the world to her - every so often Mari would pause in her trek to glance down at the vial. Raising it to her eye, she’d tilt it to and fro. Entranced. Just…why? Of all the things in the world - why choose something so dangerous? Was it…because he truly wanted to use something like this? Or wa

“Just gotta get rid of it easy right?” Mari muttered to herself - she could feel herself struggling. The effects of the floor were more prominent than she remembered. A part of Mari felt it would be best if she had left for a day - and come back later - to save herself the mental anguish. Lest she lose herself on this floor. But she only had the one teleport crystal… and walking around from floor to floor was a pain. And there was something about that doctor…now Mari knew what was in the palm of her hand - she just had to know….why She had to send one final message; To: Freyd F

“Told you?” Mari asked. “Oscar…We don’t know each other that well.” And it was true. “I know Cordellia, I see her as like…a little sister- but you - I hadn’t even told Macradon where I was.” A small snort as she shook her head. “Ya can’t message people when you’re in there but-” This conversation…it didn’t quite suit them just standing there - by the monument. “Here.” Mari said with a level of authority to her tone as she looped an arm around his and began to drag him away from the spot. It’d do neither one of them any good to stare at that thing. Mari had done what she came there for -

Oscar’s eyes widened in surprise as he was suddenly yanked down to eye level with Mari. It had been entirely unexpected - both the gesture and her feat of strength. Oscar prided himself on not moving unless he wanted to be moved. But, of course, his guard was down. And as she examined him, he examined her. He’d never really noticed the freckles that dotted her face, that cascaded down over her shoulders. Or the fishnets. And it took all of his self-control not to remark about them. The reunion was oddly serious. Another unexpected development. It took him a moment, distracted as he was by

Mari paced back and forth in her small tent. It was so obvious now. She didnt need the fucking centrifuge. She didn’t need the makeshift magnifying glass. She just needed to use her brain. Heck the man colour coded the fucking thing. A lilac colour? Almost pink in its hue? It was so damn obvious. Mari just never came to that conclusion because why would she??? Why would anyone make something like this?? Was it a joke? “No that doesn’t make sense…it could be that, or it could be the Mahburg virus…either way its the Filoviridae family- those fucking… strings just…what would have happen

The handsome man seemed almost amused at her ignorance - but his amber gaze shifted up to her crystal and there was concern etched on his features. Almost as soon as Mari had sent off her message - the man held a finger up to her. Wait… It could have been a coincidence - an unlikely one - but a coincidence all the same. It wasn’t until he replied to her that Mari realized that this was Oscar. THIS WAS OSCAR? She reeled, taking a step back. How embarrassing. She had just been meaning to reach out to him and he had been standing here this whole time. “I…uh…” She felt her cheeks heat -

Mari lifted her head and gratefully accepted one of the frosted tumbler glasses. “Whiskey…” Mari breathed. “Is much more preferable than that fruity mess.” She added with a thankful tone. The woman all too readily accepted his offer. Unlike Freyd though, Mari didn’t have the same desire to cherish the taste, nor the scent. She emptied her glass in its entirety. The burning sensation that tickled her throat, that heavy warmth in the pit of her stomach. The buzz that made her head that little bit heavier. So you can get drunk here now Mari thought to herself. She had planned to test it - b

It hadn’t occurred to Oscar that he looked far different than the last time he and Mari had crossed paths. When had that been? Honestly, so much had happened that Oscar simply couldn’t remember. Her reaction did take the wind out of his sails somewhat. But it did pull him deeper into his own head. Oscar wouldn’t say that they had been close. She had been friends with Cordelia and, by that measure, landed firmly within Oscar’s good graces. But to her credit, she was almost unrecognizable too. He couldn’t give her a hard time. But she looked tired - sad. And it wasn’t hard to guess why. Tha

Mari caught the worried look Macradon flashed her. To his credit, he managed to keep still throughout everything - the man struggled to do so, even at the best of times. Always fiddling with things, always distracted - it reminded her of a golden retriever. His exuberant energy is what made him so endearing. It grounded Mari. helped her to not take things so seriously all the time. “A better me, huh?” Mari asked - repeating his words as she shifted her gaze to the sky. Stars danced above them, twinkling to and fro. “I’m not entirely sure about that - but…I’m a me I’m okay with. And that’s

It was the most…jankiest setup imaginable. Mari had layered the 4 lenses over each other - separated with a small rolled up bit of paper to give around half an inch between each piece of glass. She had taped the frames back together - and was wearing them. She must have looked quite the sight - like some sort of cartoon madman. “No its fine…” Mari mumbled to herself as she began to wind the string around the lazy susan. “No one will see me like this so its fine.” Round and round the twine went. Then - with a quick series of pulls she had started up her makeshift centrifuge again. “Fr

The night was restless, nightmares ebbed in her consciousness - the weight of the floors effects becoming harder to deal with. Mari groaned as she sat up, rubbing her eyes. Voices teetered at the recesses of her mind - but she had a job to do. Mari full well knew the effects of the oppressive malaise of the floor - and she knew her limits. 3 to 4 days. She would be fine for that length of time. She had to be. She had to be. Tired eyes glanced over at the table, then lit up with new found resolve as they landed on that strange vial. So many secrets, so many temptations. Mari licked her li

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# TREASURE CHEST! 244832 LD14 -> 5200 col, 10 materials, Perfect Weapon x2, Perfect Consumable

# TREASURE CHEST? 244831 LD17 -> YES INDEED

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