<div class="floatright">(http://s9.favim.com/orig/140715/beautiful-eyes-freckles-ginger-Favim.com-1916759.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Eir</strong><br/><br/>The chaos continued, while Cali let her more technologically-inclined team-mates sweat the details. It took only moments to create a data packet containing all the information she had gleaned, although the delay seemed interminate given the speed with which the others seemed to navigate the virtual world.<br/><br/>"Can you make sense of this?" the adept asked as she shared the data. "Lots of it looks like fodder for later legwork, but there's something about fake cases?"<br/><br/>Without waiting for a response, the red-head pulled a pair of gloves from her pockets. Even before she'd finished pulling them on, Cali began to jog forward, slowly building speed as she approached the stairwell. The adept reached deep inside, searching for the 'emptiness' she needed. Her fingers flexed, activating the gecko pads in readiness.<br/><br/>She leapt, planting one foot against the wall and ignoring the stairs completely. Cali took a breath, filling her lungs in preparation for the climb. Something sharp and antiseptic stung her nostrils, probably just cleaning fluid, but with the unavoidable tang of hospital. And, just like that, the 'emptiness' was gone, replaced with half-remembered pain and silent screams.<br/><br/>One moment, the adept was poised to ascend, defying gravity, the next she was tumbling back to earth in a tangle of flailing limbs.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Wall running</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Eir rolled: 6d6<br/>Comment: Wall-running<br/>Result: 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 2, <br/>Total: 10</div></div>