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[empathicfault]

"Will Graham here. Leave a message."

[Open for text/audio/action/whatever.]

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[cactusy]

Twenty-four thirty-nine-- in a building this tall, that could be a floor number.

[She turns to head towards the building map, but then stops, looking back over at Will.]

I should tell you up front - there's a chance this is Root having a little fun with us. It's her style.

[empathicfault]

Could be.

[ At the warning, he tilts his head and smirks. ]

Hey, if she wants to play host to us unraveling a mystery...who am I to stop her? Might be fun anyway.

[cactusy]

And if that's not it...

[ She pulls out her cell phone (just because she can't connect to any sort of cellular network here or on the Barge doesn't mean it's not useful for other things) and snaps a photo of what she thinks is the most relevant part of the map, then makes for the elevator. ]

You want to take point, with me as backup?

[empathicfault]

[ Will follows, but not before snapping his own picture. ]

Sure.

[ They are, unfortunately, not alone on the elevator. These have to take nearly a city's worth of people up and down, after all. There's not a floor 2439, so after some deliberation Will presses the (digital) button for floor 24. As he pulls away to stand nearer to the window, he sees someone using a mirror to flash on the ground outside? Huh. ]

It's not a bad way to explore the place. Guess we'll see where this puts us.