Padva hastened her steps, her boots hitting the metal ground as they walked down the aisle that led to a lift at its end. Neither of them said anything to each other once they got inside, alone together in the cube structure, their mechbeasts whirring in the silence.
The lift stopped on the training floor seconds after. After Padva, Jethro walked out, hesitating to take a good look at the new surroundings. It was his first time on the training floor and he wasn't exactly certain of what to expect, but he was still unsettled with this world and its technology.
The air was saturated with synthetics and disinfectant. The metal gray walls stretched too long for Jethro's eyes to follow, but along the edges of the ceiling were neon strips of red and yellow. They seemed alive, likely in sync with the building's central AI system.
