The Red Pool
An indoor pool. Where one would expect to see windows, there are only concrete walls. A small cabinet room nearby contains 16 swimsuits, which seem to fit the cast perfectly. The pool is cold and relaxing...besides the unusual red color. You can only assume it's dye, as it smells, feels, and tastes like water...you really, really hope it's water.
MX-Z0: Creeak.
"So...Ivan said he saw him heading in here..." Mixzo recounts to herself, looking around the room.
And she immediately recognizes the body in the water, drifting in the pool without a care.
Don: "AAHH!! Is...is he...dead!?"
True Destroyer: He was not, in fact, dead. He just found floating around face-down to be an enjoyable experience.
Alerted to the presence of the two, he flips around in the water wildly before clinging the the pool's edge with two of his arms. The other two paddle in the water, keeping him afloat.
"Woaaah! You two don't know how to knock, do you? You're interrupting my "pretending to be a dead person" time! How rude!"
MX-Z0: "Why were you pretending to be dead?"
True Destroyer: "For funsies."
With all four of his arms, he pulls himself out of the water. He proceeds to shake the wet off of him like a dog, droplets flying everywhere. Mixzo feels a painful shock meet her skin with each drop that touches her...an annoyance, really.
Then, he looks to them, as if nothing was amiss. "So what are ya doing here? Want to complain about my career choice? I've heard it not once, but twice today! You'd be thrice, the luckiest number~!"
MX-Z0: "We do not wish to do that," she says, giving a glance to her father, "but we do want information from you."
With a grunt, she mimics the sound of someone clearing their throat. "Ahem...what do you know about Wren?"
True Destroyer: "Wren? Like the card? You already know about the card, silly!"
Don: "No- Ah...hah, the person."
True Destroyer: "..."
He goes...uncharacteristically silent.
MX-Z0: "...Were you unaware that I am able to translate Glith, Destroyer? There was an entire book about them in the cathedral." She explains. "We read the first two pages, before Paradi took it...and it mentioned you."
True Destroyer: "...No it didn't."
MX-Z0: "Destroyer." She speaks like an agitated mother. "Be honest to me. You can't weasel your way out of this situation."
True Destroyer: "...Yes I can!"
He proceeds to fucking book it out the door, Don and Mixzo too stunned to react in time. Mixzo lets out a digital shriek of frustration.
MX-Z0: "Fine. We do this the hard way."
With a click of her feet, Don watches as wheels sprout out in place of her regular soles. He giggles- so that function was useful, after all!
"Try to catch up, dad. I apologize if I am too fast for you."
Don: "I can manage! ...I think-"
WOOSH. Don is almost blown off his feet as Mixzo dashes off, with him clumsily stumbling behind.