Following the most likely path just led to stairs down to an Infirmary.
However, approaching the steps with another worried glance back, Bandit's gaze flicked back to the stairwell;
In particular, a sign on the wall, hanging proud above the stairs where all could see.
NOTICE:
ANYONE FOUND FAKING
ILLNESS WILL BE DOCKED
A FULL WEEK'S WAGES
NOT SICK. NOT PAID.
"..What was this place like?" Bandit asked as quiet as he could.
Lawrence remained silent for a moment, before taking the mantle of leader as he moved down the steps first.
"It wasn't quite home, and we all had our problems; But.. I sometimes miss the noise, these days."
"I see..." Bandit muttered, nodding as he followed close behind.
From within the infirmary, to down the steps and towards a still-squeaking gate; Bandit's gaze nervously flicked to the 'DOWN HERE WE'RE ALL SINNERS.' written on the wall, before he adjusted his hat.
And into the sewers they walked slowly.
Cough, cough; A voice coughed quietly, causing Bandit to quickly shuffle closer to the side of the prophet as they moved towards the end of the path.
Creaking and the clatter of chains.
"God, I'm.. so sorry, I didn't want to do that.
..Nice hat, though."
Someone else was here.
Bandit moved to walk ahead at first, but paused at Lawrence's hesitance.
"...Lawrence?"
"Stay close." He whispered. "Someone is here."
Slowly, the two approach the final room of the sewers; A wide room, with three paths all leading to the back end.
And no-one there except a hat.
...Bandit paused for just a moment, but quickly hurried when he realized Sammy was moving ahead.
"....That hat," the prophet muttered, slowly approaching.
"I've seen it before."
"You've.. seen that hat before?"
"I believe so, yes." Sammy muttered, crouching down to take hold of it, before noticing something.
"The ink, here- It's bubbling."
Bandit went over with a curious hum, leaning his head slightly to see what was going on...
Just as the clack of a lever sounded.
There wasn't enough time, and Bandit put together near instantly that that was something above them, and Lawrence was in the way.
And, considering they were friends...
"LOOK OUT!"
Bandit wasn't taking chances.
WHAM!
YOU ARE READING
Showtime Showdown (Reversed Story, BATIM + SB)
AcakNOTE: BATIM Spoilers ahead! Showtime Showdown takes place in an Alternate Universe(AU) of BATIM+SDB; The events, characters, et cetera in this fic are NOT aligned entirely with either canon. When reading this fic, keep in mind things Will be differ...
