"Come, Shade, let's do our part." Riley says cheerfully, feeling much better already, taking one of Shade's arms and giving a light tug, hoping he wouldn't have to drag Shade to the place where they were supposed to be working at.

(Ah, ping above)

"Yes, please get your fat {beep} off me." Zaire growls.

Ignoring the insults from Zaire,he nods and stands for Riley.

Her pick suddenly got a lot heavier, as did her heart.

They emerged into a wide cavern, the ceiling so low that they had to stoop in places to avoid the drooping rock. Everywhere they looked there were long, thin beams propping up the ceiling, a forest of twigs that didnt look anywhere near strong enough to hold up the million or so tons of stone above their heads. Swallowing hard, Vicky managed to force the claustrophobic panic from her mind.

He stands and stretches, glaring at Shade.

Cole grimaced. He was tall. SO this was really awkward for him. Te most awkward part.

"On the bright side, your death would be pretty quick."

Almon glanced at the beams and whispered to Cole. "I'm no Nic or Astra, but even I know that if I throw a rock right there, there's a pretty high chance that this place is just going to collapse."

Shade gave him a deadly sharp smirk.

Riley was whistling a tune, but when he reaches the area where they were supposed to be working, the tune died. " Oh... " Riley looks around, trying to keep his claustrophobia down. "Okay. I can work with this. Most definitely." He says, holding his tool tighter.