( luck has never really been on john's side either, so they're all in good (poor?) company, then.
after the door is torn away and the interior of the room is revealed, he can't sense much of anything. the single light source only really illuminates a small portion of it, seeping the rest into deep, obfuscating shadow. usually he might have been able to pick up on something, anything, which might have given him a feeling or an inclination of what to expect, but... with how dampened both his and the Eye's abilities were in this place, there's nothing at all. but he does feel the taut sensation of fearful apprehension pulling through his stomach; it's uncertain whether it was informed by instinct or preternatural sense, but he is certain that they wouldn't be alone in there.
this becomes especially obvious when the fallen light proves that it isn't that at all, but the beating heart of a skeletal construct far larger, more complex, and seemingly more deadly than the spiders that they had encountered before. john's eyes fly wide, and he scrambles backwards a few steps until he practically falls into the waiting arms of one of the skeletal bodyguards (😳) — they ultimately aren't necessary, given the fact that the creature doesn't seem like it can leave the room. john's dark eyes flick back-and-forth between the waiting door and the emperor, who hadn't moved at all during the thing's charge. had he known, or was this a really good guess?
he... understands the other john's trepidation. if something that wouldn't waste time in trying to kill them is trapped in a room, it goes without saying that they could simply avoid that room, yes? but... )
We are trying to find answers. ( and, to tell the truth, when he considers just continuing onwards and leaving this behind... it rankles at him. it's certainly the Eye's influence that nags at the back of his mind, craving to know what was behind every locked and guarded door. ) There's no guarantee that there's something in there that might better explain what's going on, but... if we leave it be, we wouldn't know for sure.
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after the door is torn away and the interior of the room is revealed, he can't sense much of anything. the single light source only really illuminates a small portion of it, seeping the rest into deep, obfuscating shadow. usually he might have been able to pick up on something, anything, which might have given him a feeling or an inclination of what to expect, but... with how dampened both his and the Eye's abilities were in this place, there's nothing at all. but he does feel the taut sensation of fearful apprehension pulling through his stomach; it's uncertain whether it was informed by instinct or preternatural sense, but he is certain that they wouldn't be alone in there.
this becomes especially obvious when the fallen light proves that it isn't that at all, but the beating heart of a skeletal construct far larger, more complex, and seemingly more deadly than the spiders that they had encountered before. john's eyes fly wide, and he scrambles backwards a few steps until he practically falls into the waiting arms of one of the skeletal bodyguards (😳) — they ultimately aren't necessary, given the fact that the creature doesn't seem like it can leave the room. john's dark eyes flick back-and-forth between the waiting door and the emperor, who hadn't moved at all during the thing's charge. had he known, or was this a really good guess?
he... understands the other john's trepidation. if something that wouldn't waste time in trying to kill them is trapped in a room, it goes without saying that they could simply avoid that room, yes? but... )
We are trying to find answers. ( and, to tell the truth, when he considers just continuing onwards and leaving this behind... it rankles at him. it's certainly the Eye's influence that nags at the back of his mind, craving to know what was behind every locked and guarded door. ) There's no guarantee that there's something in there that might better explain what's going on, but... if we leave it be, we wouldn't know for sure.