Eschton [mature] IC - Calling Arabesu

"Getting to it will be easy enough. Now that the mirror's found it, we can simply step through."

She considers. "In fact, give me a moment to see if I can find a hollow place inside it...we can enter it directly."

Sigil starts concentrating on manuevering the mirror's eye to a point within the beast, in hopes of boarding.

"The gate will be two way though...so it would be wise to have men at arms ready here, in case something accidentally slips through."
 

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Inside the living ship you see a 15' wide passageway dimly lit by sickly green bioluminescence. Vein-like protuberances run along the walls and ceiling, pulsing arythmically. the floor appears to be made of a spongy organic material. Proceeding up the passageway is a horde of tiny creatures that look somewhat like a cross between spiders and octopi.

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As Serraphina sees the writhing sea of tentacled drones she grows thicker and taller, her manicured nailes grow rigid and razor sharp, and her mouth becomes a muzzle of pearly-white curving death. She glances over toward Lord Karnak -I think its time to go turn on the robot- the sound of her sultry smooth voice slides through his mind, as she does her best to make a wry smile with her crinosed, yet hairless werebear face. Then regarding the pondlike surface of the mirror once more, -perhaps an ... artery without a wriggling procession would be a more fortuitous location to make our stalwart, if not clandestine, entrance?- crosses the mind of Sigil, in Serraphina's dulset tones. As a giant opalescent clawed paw is laid demurely on Sigil's shoulder.
 
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Sigil starts at the contact, having lapsed into a horrified fascination as she regarded the creatures through the mirror.

"Yes...yes of course."

She guides the 'eye' down the passage, keeping it out of the way of passing monsters, trying to find a quiet annex or unoccupied corridor to make their entrance...and keep the resulting gateway better hidden.
 

As Sigil moves the magical sensor of the enchanted mirror to a spot well clear of the mishapen horde, Arhaux points to the mirror and says, "What's that? There was movement on the floor. If I had to guess, something half a foot long disappearing into whatever the floor is made of."

OOC: None of you see whatever it was she poited to.
 

The look of consternation slightly pentrates her leathery ursine brow. As Serraphina looks into the eyes of Arhaux, -Perhaps the floor is not as solid as it would seem? We can always fly in the larger passages.- Then looking at the half of the party without wings a moment. -Or I could create horizontal walls of force for us to walk on.-
 

Melanoce says, "My remote is capable of flight. Although it is not very maneuverable."

Arhaux nods, "The mecha I will be piloting can also fly. It does pretty well in microgravity but at .2 G and above, the handling is ... limited."

OOC: Karnak's new helm provides flight.
 

"I can fly," Sigil says shortly. "But if the floor isn't solid, it may help to know what awaits down there..."

The perspective drops abruptly, lurching the stomachs of those watching as it slips down through the floor to get a better look at what might have slithered down there.
 

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