Dark Nemesis
First Post
Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0720 hours, June 3, 2003
Once Leonard take the rope back, she examines his harness, giving it a few experimental tugs. "Looks fine to me."
"Of all the thrice be d***ed gcreime maorlathaí ..." As if the heat, and closed in spaces weren't enough... When her harness becomes snagged, she begins a quiet but colorful rant of mixed Gaelic and English. She only became more annoyed when she looked for nearby hand and foot holds, but found that there were not any. She grasped her line, and began trying to climb back up, hoping that once at the top she would be able to get her line untangled.
Las Vegas, Nevada
0720 hours, June 3, 2003
Leonard hands the ropes to Rylee for the moment, making his hands free to change into his climbing gear. "Jeramiah, you'd best get your harness on as well." After he's done changing, Leonard takes the lines back, asking Rylee to check over them once again. "I've got them right, don't I?"
Once Leonard take the rope back, she examines his harness, giving it a few experimental tugs. "Looks fine to me."
In the shaft Fisher made room as the others began their descent into the shaft. Durant and Fallon were the first to head down. After securing their lines and checking their gear they began the descent. Fallon stopped moving down after almost five feet, her line was apparently snagged in the pulley above. Unfortunately for her, she was floating in dead space, with no clear handholds to get back up or head down without the harness . . . just swinging in an empty elevator shaft.
"Of all the thrice be d***ed gcreime maorlathaí ..." As if the heat, and closed in spaces weren't enough... When her harness becomes snagged, she begins a quiet but colorful rant of mixed Gaelic and English. She only became more annoyed when she looked for nearby hand and foot holds, but found that there were not any. She grasped her line, and began trying to climb back up, hoping that once at the top she would be able to get her line untangled.