[ Nuwa listens in, and as she strains her ears, she can hear... hm, it sounds like a male voice announcing things loudly and boomingly, even if the contents are intelligible. They really did a good job of soundproofing this room, huh?
She can also hear something that vaguely sounds like... cheering, perhaps? Stay and listen, and she can make out the tail end of whatever that booming, announcing voice proclaims.
[ Rejecting the gift of water I see, though granted, she's in a MG so the suspicion isn't unwarranted.
She steels herself for whatever nonsense is coming next, then! Stand back, as her door rumbles and starts opening (yes, still like a garage door), and the booming announcer becomes clearer. ]
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She can also hear something that vaguely sounds like... cheering, perhaps? Stay and listen, and she can make out the tail end of whatever that booming, announcing voice proclaims.
"... ...ll ready?!..."
Followed by an uptick in the cheers. ]
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[That must be some raucous cheering. Nuwa opens her eyes and steps back, always keeping her eyes on the door, until she reaches the back of the room.
One look around, just in case. Chests, glass of water, a bed. No ideas come to mind that'll lead to her making an infallible escape right now.
Perhaps, all she can do right now, is wait. No point in being hasty. Let's see what happens if things run their course for a while]
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She steels herself for whatever nonsense is coming next, then! Stand back, as her door rumbles and starts opening (yes, still like a garage door), and the booming announcer becomes clearer. ]