>#TEAMRING: Rock the heist. (PART THREE) The Muse has the advantage in her game. The Doctor’s expression would be unreadable even if he didn’t have a featureless white orb for a head. "nothing to say, doctor? how Uncharacteristic." The Doctor stays silent for a brief moment longer, faint sparks of yellow lightning dancing across his head as the only possible indicator of emotion. “I am… analyzing possibilities. Feel proud, if you’d like, it’s rare I’m forced to do so without complete certainty.” "i take it yoU've realized my wife is here. it's a bit embarrassing that yoU're so easily coUntered by any decently skilled void player, isn't it?" “I am not one to be embarrassed by anything, you’ll find. And though her presence is an obfuscation - an irritating one, I will grant you - it is hardly an insurmountable one. If there is one certainty her presence has not tainted, it is the fact that the Ring of Life will not leave this Manor.” -- The Sprite finds themself in the midst of a downright absurd amount of gunfire. They are, of course, unperturbed - fast-paced tracker music plays in their earbuds, and they dodge every bullet with grace, elegance, and pixel-precision. Dozens of green torsos lie at their feet, slashed to bits or riddled with holes from friendly fire. But with all the time fuckery going on, even the Sprite cannot keep up forever. Bullets graze their wings, shatter their sunglasses (only to be gifted a fresh pair by their past self), and just barely draw blood. This distraction can only go on for so long. -- The Heir stands at the beginning of an intimidating gauntlet, at the end of which lies what must obviously be the real ring. Spikes, lasers, swinging axes, sawblades, what look to be pressure plates... It’s straight from one of his-her-his genetic father’s adventure movies. There are also loud vents sucking all the air out - if he were to try and breeze through, he’d be sucked in. A trap designed specifically for him. This wouldn’t be easy, but... he can figure this one out, can’t he? He - nope, she - ties her godhood close as she dodges, weaves, tiptoes, floats a little. It’s not the most graceful parkour she’s ever done, but she slips in and out unscathed. One more ring... let’s hope she’s got it this time. ==>