'Yes, but how do you propose getting yourself out?' His voice was skeptical as he answered her. She could almost imagine that he had tilted his head when he spoke.
"Trust me," She smiled, mischief in her eyes, "I can do it."
'Okay, work your magic.'
"Tsk, tsk. You don't sound like you believe me," She said laughingly. Looking upwards she studied the roof, chuckling to herself. She knew there was a duct going along the roof underneath the poorly made padding.
"They never thought someone would think of finding a way out through the roof, did they?"
'I guess not. Or maybe they just never counted on you,' Dairon laughed, clueing into her plan. Araidne started climbing the wall, confident she knew where every possible hand and foot hold where she could climb upwards. Finally reaching the roof she would reach out one hand, grabbing a tiny rip in the material and tore it open before she hoisted herself up into the duct.
"Now the hard part, crawling through this musty thing," She muttered, as she wrinkled her nose in disgust at the dust and cobwebs that lined the metal thing.
"Umm, when is this psychic lashing due for again?" Araidne suddenly would stop as something occured to her, and worry creased her brow.
'Tomorrow morning, why?' She could tell that he shuddered as he answered her.
"Because I don't want to be in the middle of public or still here when it happens," She replied with an eyeroll, as she continued her way forward.
'I see what you mean. Hurry as fast as you can!' Worry showed in his voice as he realized what that could mean for her.
"Don't worry, I will," She continued her treacherous crawl through the metal tunnel, going as fast as she could on her hands and knees. After about a half an hour of crawling around, she finally found where it would lead out onto the roof.
"Made it," She breathed with relief. Standing up fully, she got all of the kinks out of her back and surveyed the area that she could see. Araidne revelled in the freedom, as a cool breeze swept by, ruffling her hair. The night's air was also slightly nippy, but it was in a refreshing way.
"Now what do I do?" Murmuring she slipped her hair behind her ear as she started towards the edge.
'I don't know, but you'd better be quick about it. I estimate 2 hours 'til he comes back.' Dairon couldn't keep the voice out of his voice as he chimed in.
"Ok, I'll be far out in the forest by the with no one be able to hear me," She shuddered, sympathizing with him. Araidne looked down examining the roof and walls for any type of way down. It was then she spotted a sturdy fire escape, before she heaved over to it quickly. Reaching out, she placed her hand shakily on the closest bar and shook it slightly. There was no sound of unsteadiness or neglect, and it didn't budge whatsoever so she would climb over the bars and onto the stairs before heading downwards. Luckily it was recently rebuilt so nothing happened. At the bottom, after she had nervously descended the escape, she jumped down the last few feet to the soggy ground. She crouched in the mud where she had landed and took a quick look around for any people. Seeing no signs of life she dashed outwards, as quietly as she could, into the forest and headed for the meadow that was about a mile or so out that she had seen from the roof.
"Trust me," She smiled, mischief in her eyes, "I can do it."
'Okay, work your magic.'
"Tsk, tsk. You don't sound like you believe me," She said laughingly. Looking upwards she studied the roof, chuckling to herself. She knew there was a duct going along the roof underneath the poorly made padding.
"They never thought someone would think of finding a way out through the roof, did they?"
'I guess not. Or maybe they just never counted on you,' Dairon laughed, clueing into her plan. Araidne started climbing the wall, confident she knew where every possible hand and foot hold where she could climb upwards. Finally reaching the roof she would reach out one hand, grabbing a tiny rip in the material and tore it open before she hoisted herself up into the duct.
"Now the hard part, crawling through this musty thing," She muttered, as she wrinkled her nose in disgust at the dust and cobwebs that lined the metal thing.
"Umm, when is this psychic lashing due for again?" Araidne suddenly would stop as something occured to her, and worry creased her brow.
'Tomorrow morning, why?' She could tell that he shuddered as he answered her.
"Because I don't want to be in the middle of public or still here when it happens," She replied with an eyeroll, as she continued her way forward.
'I see what you mean. Hurry as fast as you can!' Worry showed in his voice as he realized what that could mean for her.
"Don't worry, I will," She continued her treacherous crawl through the metal tunnel, going as fast as she could on her hands and knees. After about a half an hour of crawling around, she finally found where it would lead out onto the roof.
"Made it," She breathed with relief. Standing up fully, she got all of the kinks out of her back and surveyed the area that she could see. Araidne revelled in the freedom, as a cool breeze swept by, ruffling her hair. The night's air was also slightly nippy, but it was in a refreshing way.
"Now what do I do?" Murmuring she slipped her hair behind her ear as she started towards the edge.
'I don't know, but you'd better be quick about it. I estimate 2 hours 'til he comes back.' Dairon couldn't keep the voice out of his voice as he chimed in.
"Ok, I'll be far out in the forest by the with no one be able to hear me," She shuddered, sympathizing with him. Araidne looked down examining the roof and walls for any type of way down. It was then she spotted a sturdy fire escape, before she heaved over to it quickly. Reaching out, she placed her hand shakily on the closest bar and shook it slightly. There was no sound of unsteadiness or neglect, and it didn't budge whatsoever so she would climb over the bars and onto the stairs before heading downwards. Luckily it was recently rebuilt so nothing happened. At the bottom, after she had nervously descended the escape, she jumped down the last few feet to the soggy ground. She crouched in the mud where she had landed and took a quick look around for any people. Seeing no signs of life she dashed outwards, as quietly as she could, into the forest and headed for the meadow that was about a mile or so out that she had seen from the roof.
