Ambriel felt her shoulders relax ever so slightly at the simple explanation and a relieved breath escaped her. She forced herself to retrieve the breath left and take another deep one. The girl really wasn't usually this bad with tight spaces, perhaps it was just being brought here against her own choice or one of the other many key factors to bring stuffed in such a close space. "Yeah, that makes sense. That makes a lot of sense." She was caught mumbling to herself as much as him, rubbing her arm in thought. Out of the corner of her eye she caught quite a few lone people making the same swiping hand motion; opening their menus only to find what a few had earlier, it seemed word was quickly spreading in this small space.
Most of the relief she was given however, evaporated and was none-too gracefully replaced with startled surprise as the sky turned red with a slightly shocking three word message. Any artificial light that had been filtering through also shined a startling crimson red and casted an eerie glow on the group. Ambriel had to squint as she raised her head to read the message, tucking a stray hair behind her ear as she did.
WARNING: SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT
Her surroundings didn't seem to matter after that, as the game master melted from in between seemingly insurmountable cracks in the game sky; ringing out his message loud and clear enough that there was no mistaking his words. No forgetting his powerful voice. But... They still didn't make any sense? Or maybe they were just hard to believe, impossible to accept. "Fried? The Nervegear transmitter... I never even though of that..." Doing her background research the girl had known this machine they were all playing with was capable of transmitting some dangerously powerful microwaves... but it was supposed to be safe, right? Tested and guarded, it was hard to believe someone could get away with creating a device capable of shorting out the brain in one simple step and selling it for millions around the world. That was most clearly what the game master was saying and it only took a few moments for the words to sink in around the crowd.
All the thoughts of the people around her breaking out in loud panic or her friend -what ever his reaction may have been- was lost to the girl. It was all blank slated to make room for listening and lingering on every word the game master spoke, as if it would help her to regard what he was saying as rubbish. It had to be lies and intimidating threats, because she had soccer practice in the morning. She had a life to log off and get back to, school and work and homework; clear all one hundred floors? Impossible! How long will that possibly take? It sent a pit down to her stomach, the mere thought. No, this had to be a bad dream or something.
Only did she snap out of her completely focused denial daze to pull the gift out of her inventory. A mirror? Simple, square, and showing a startled reflection back at herself for a few moments. And then she watched with near ten thousand flashes around her as people started to change back to what they really were, identity lies unfolding into mass confusion when the pure blue lights faded. Her own hair fell in long thick locks down her back, and age settled back down unto the teen she was. Many others weren't so fortunate, drastically changing in gender and appearance. She didn't care about those, almost ignoring in contrast the second half of the ringing speech and the game masters explanation for all this. Instead the girl looked to Lucas, knowing what she would find in her friend upon appearance already.
