Let Us See... ((Xander))

[Fork]

Fork wandered her way nonchalantly up the steps to the first floor. Outwardly relaxed, she was actually quite alert, every sense pricked and her mind racing. There were just a few alterations needing to be made, and then she and Mr. Kadoril would... Well, ruin everyone's feeling of cleanliness, for a start.


((I love talking about this without explaining it, it sounds so ridiculously suggestive.... DX ))

[Xander]

[[Mwaahaha, Gyan's post: DENIED.]]

Xander followed behind Fork, leaving at least enough room for personal space as he glided over the stairs to join her. There was hardly any need for caution at the time but one could never be to safe. And it made him feel at least a little more rebellious, of course. After all, this was a difficult task requiring character traits and skills and to be a great accomplishment in the end, a mental trophy he'd prize eternally.

"You ready?" he asked, suddenly changing the spacing between them to near nothing as he whispered into Fork's ear before sliding on past her with a smirk.

[Fork]

((Eeheheee. They amuse me so.))

"'Course, " Fork said bluntly, without the slightest idea that she had probably just completely ruined Xander's mood of stealth. "But a slight alteration of itinerary: the soot shall wait until the oil has caused a good deal of suffering, and then... all at once. Foo. Disgusting, " she giggled, thinking of the muck that would coat the poor saps walking the halls. "Come come now, took Fork hours to trace the lines, lines lines down, all the way down, found the source. Starting there." She raised her eyebrows once, and seized Xander's sleeve, leading him down a small flight of stairs again and through a complicated series of turns and tiny doorways and hidden passages that were entirely imperceptible until one was actually IN them. How she had found them was a fearsome conundrum.

[Xander]

Though initially upset, Xander was thankful Fork was leading him through these traced lines she'd planned out as he hadn't exactly understood much of what she had just said but, Gawd, it sounded cool. They were making an awful lot of noise (mainly Xander being thrashed into things along the journey) but were hardly taken notice of. Despite being saddened by this, he knew better than to yell out 'Ohemgee ph34r meh Mischief!'

"Yeah, yeah," he agreed, stumbling down a set of stairs as the Gryffindor took a sharp right turn through the narrow passage, shoulder skidding the side of the wall.

"Where exactly are we now?" Xander had never really been in the school under normal circumstances, much less "secret pathways". Or he assumed they were so considering lack of student traffic.

[Fork]

Fork stopped dead, Xander slamming ungracefully into her back. The two of them stumbled a bit, but caught their balance back easily enough. They were in a passage that forced Fork, the shorter of the two, to hunch somewhat.

"Hypothetically, this should be just behind the wall of the second sublevel dungeon. On the outside wall. Lake side of the school."

Pressing her nose close to the wall, and then her ear, she clicked her tongue a couple times against the back of her teeth, thinking.

"No piping yet, which surprises Fork..." she mused, clicking disconcertingly between each word. "Fork would have thought there'd have been some..."


((For the record, and also for any plot-thickening purposes you'd like to put the info to use for: No, as a matter of fact Fork HASN'T ever actually been down here before. :3 ))