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“Sure thing.” Toots will gladly prestidigitate the wrench. “Should we see what else is in that pile?”

 That was it =)

Toots opens up the BoH and says “Drop it in” with a shrug. “C’mon, there’s gotta be more cool stuff in this place.”

With the presumption of cleaning as you go you reach the door in the right hall. It has the familiar red/green tiles and slot. 

"Curst hand reduced to a fancy mop...if it weren't my hand, I'd be laughing my tail off at whichever poor sod this story belonged to..."

“Could be worse Ily, your hand could be completely useless” Toots shrugs. “C’mon keymaster, let’s get a wiggle on it, hmm?”

Tommary the Unworthy KeyMaster sidles to the door, drawing then dual wielding the white and brown tiles.  He will first attempt a white tiling, and if it fails will try an off hand brown tiling.

The black tile makes the door panel light up green then the door slides open to a foul odor.

The air is filled with the smell of dust and decay, mildew and moss.

Beyond is an L shaped room with many shelves and counters, perhaps a long table with chairs of differing types.

There is a door opposite your door, and another in one of the side walls.

“Ough, eww… rank. Ooh, what’s in there do ya think?”

"Y'all with me if I try to jimmy this door to what looks like it might be a closet, but could also be a Jeffries tube leading us to the reactor core?  Or some way to send a signal that we've found a way to beat the reactor.  We haven't done that yet less Sizzlean' really can be a proton torpedo, but we can send that signal if we do, or we can, you know, bluff.  Anyway, this here door not the left, I figure, we clear this one first."

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"Y'all with me if I try to jimmy this door to what looks like it might be a closet, but could also be a Jeffries tube leading us to the reactor core?  Or some way to send a signal that we've found a way to beat the reactor.  We haven't done that yet less Sizzlean' really can be a proton torpedo, but we can send that signal if we do, or we can, you know, bluff.  Anyway, this here door not the left, I figure, we clear this one first."

 With the presumption that the mold is cleared in a path to the secondary door:

It has another door panel with another slot. As Tommary raises his card to put it into the slot,

bzzt BZZZT!

"Honey, you stay back here and it'll be safe,"

"My Windbreaker sense is tingling, or puckered, or something.... what say you, gang?"

“Screw it, I say open it. I’ve been looking for a reason to use my new salad fork as something other than a duet partner. What do you say Rave? Ready to get physical?”

Elyona glares at her sword when it suggests she stays in the back.  She draws "her" rod of Lordly might, turns it into a flametongue sword, and places herself just behind Tommary as he prepares to open the door. 

Ilyara, after sweeping away the mold, falls back as well, glancing around at her allies.  "Right, at least we know what's up?  Let's not have a repeat of the Pumpkin incident, eh?  No more nearly dyin', for any of us."

“Right!” Says Toots, readying Rave.

Tommary the Unworthy draws Windbreaker with one hand and then fans the tiles in the other.  Taking a stance by the slot that would maximize cover for him from any threat on the other side of the door, Tommary tries white, black, and brown in that order, followed by any other colored tiles that may escape his mental catalog.

The door slides open and your first impression is that there is nothing there but a blank green wall. Then the wall begins to move...

ROLL INITIATIVE!

Toots’ Initiative: (20).

OOC: Well donkey.  At least I know this thing'll gfet indigestion if it tries to eat Ilyara and her Evil Hand.

15 Init.