Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151228164805/@comment-5543592-20151230000151

Tanner gasped as she stepped away, unsure how to respond. He opened his mouth to say something, but the door sealed before he could get a word out. Which, Tanner decided, was properly dramatic. He tried to the fight the rising panic as he realized he couldn't move around at all, and probably looked ridiculous without any pants on.

The observation room's control panel was divided into several sections for each laboratory function. None of them were important, except for one that was all the way at the end of the control panel, so that Pan would be facing the window from the side. All the buttons looked unimportant except for one switch protected by a hinged glass cover.

INTIATE PROCEDURE

The words were outlined in diagonal black and yellow bars, cautioning her, asking, "Do you really wanna mess with this shit?"