Kuroh managed to find the lever, but Arcoiries hit his head in the fall. He was completely passed out. "Not now!" mumbled Kuroh as examined his head. She looked up the shaft to the darkness. "His brother must be holding him back. Thank you," she thought before looking back down at Arcoiries.
she took a deep breath before she had to crawl backwards through the opening; pulling Arcoiries by his arm. She crawled for about 5 min straight before she felt a drop with her foot. "Hm?" She looked behind her enough to see a light. "Here goes nothing," she said trying to catch her breath, before throwing herself back only to land on the floor, 2 feet below her. "Fuck!" She groaned. She landed flat on her back. The wind knocked out of her, she laid there till she recovered. After a few minutes she managed to sit up and hold her head. "Damn it," she groaned.
She looked around. It looked like a safe room. A huge map hung on the stone walled square room. Dusty, like no ones been here in years. Shelves of old books and canned rations took up all 4 walls. A desk and chair in the middle. Of the small room and some old blankets in the corner. "Seems there's was no way out of here... why would someone build a save room they couldn't leave from," she asked herself. She sighed before pulling Arcoiries out of the vent. She laid him down before slapping him across the face. "That didn't work. Fuck what do I do," she sighed.
"Maybe you should kiss him."
"Maybe I should kiss-," she stopped and her face turned a dull red. "You're awake aren't you," she snapped and Arcoiries couldn't stop himself from giggling. "After all of this and you're laughing!?" She snapped. "It's just who I am, plus I know my brother will be fine. There's nothing I can do so I'm not going to pout about it," he said as if he was trying to convince himself. "Even so... why tease me," she said softly. "Because I'm done being a stoic soldier. You make me smile; no matter what happens I feel myself bursting with happiness. To tell you the truth, I missed that feeling. I can't believe I joined the military," he said as he stood up. Kuroh followed suit then said, "I agree."
Arcoiries looked around and a wave of concern fell over him. "Are we trapped," he asked unable to see a door. "Your guess is as good as mine. At this point I haven't looked around, but my guess would be that there is a 25% chance this room is completely sealed off.," said Kuroh walking up to one of the bookshelves. "Sounds like good odds. There's probably a door," he said positively. "Not necessarily," said Kuroh as she began to pull book after book off the shelf. "Are you looking For a trap door," asked Arcoiries excitedly. "No you idiot. What do you think this is? A cartoon?. I'm looking for a blue print. If there's one thing a man like Blender needs, it's complete control. Nothing said complete control of a house than the man who holds the blue print. Now help look," she sighed looking through the books one by one. "Sure thing," he smiled.
(Meanwhile with Narañja)
Blender ran in as guards blocked the doors. "What is going on," he yelled. Narañja was leaning on the wall. He gave Blender a bored look. "Where are they," he growled as he stomped up to him. "Who," asked Narañja nonchalantly. "Don't fuck with me! I had guards at every exit, and not one has seen them," said Blender as he punched the wall next to Narañja's head. "Are you threatening an officer," sighed Narañja. "I can do more than threaten my boy," he smirked. "You always been a sudistic bastard. Ever since I can remember. You can bully poor girls, but can you handle a man," Narañja smirked back and Blender frowned. "Why don't you show me what you're made of and I'll show you how each of these girls felt, you son of a bitch," glared Narañja. Blender threw a punch but Narañja caught it and tightened his grip.
"I may not know what the hell is going on, but I never doubted in Arcoiries and I'm not about to start now," he yelled as he through the next punch.

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Color Blind
FantasiIn a world where people are divided, not by race or religion, but by the very colors they are able to see from birth. Black and white or the colors of the Rainbow? One is more distinguished, intelligent. While the other is looked at as free thought...