"Short of attempting to use the elevator to descend further, if that is indeed even possible, it may be prudent for us to retreat at this time.
there are still some injuries to tend to, information to decipher and possibly equipment to retrieve.
In addition, we should inform the inquisitor of what we have learned so far and await further orders.
While we have been busy here, the inquisitor may have learned something through other contacts."
Phineus stays silent and continues to cover the others, having nothing to add here.
The sister keeps vigil on the ceiling. Not flinching, she starts talking. "And do you think it possible to leave? After all, we simply... appeared here after touching that wall, no? If you believe it possible to extract ourselves from here, I would wholly support this. All the information we have is as valuable as our lives."
"Stay together and find the exit. We are leaving.", Federica orders, hurling another look at the surroundings to identify an exit.
"At this point I believe that the most logical thing to do would be to retrace our steps. It is likely that if one button on the elevator takes us down and one slows the speed we travel by, the first button we tried that did nothing at the time is to ascend, and the reason it did not was because we were already at the top."
"Furthermore, I must believe that there is a way for us to exit this place, perhaps in a similar fashion to how we arrived.
That I personally found no such way does not mean much at this state."
"Also, I do not believe it prudent to remain here for too long..."
The cadre begins a tactical retreat, retracing their steps back to the elevator shaft. They are able to retreat from the area without incident, making it back through to the outer chamber where they first unsealed doors, leading through to the lift.
Everyone makes it back to the lift and boards it, ready for a decision to be made, which button to press?
Stepping up to the controls, Ludicus finger hoover over the first button used, the one likely to mean "up".
Feeling that it is his duty as an interrogator to take charge in absence of the Inquisitor, he does briefly pause to allow anyone to offer other suggestions.
Rakavet simply watched for enemies as they prepared to board the lift. "We must remember the slight inertia issue it had last time," he mentioned cheerfully.
"Very well, If everyone is ready, let us proceed.
Master Rakavet, I request that you stand up here at the controls with me."
Might want to hold on to something this time.
Sister Federica steps in the elevator last, tossing one last glance on the room beyond. "A fair warning, Master Faeyd.", she says, pointing towards the console. She points towards the button that was pressed to lower the elevator last time. "That was the one we pressed. And this is the one we pressed to stop it.", before pointing towards the third one. "So this must be the one to go up. I am ready as always. Take us out, Magos."
Nodding, Rakavet slung his heavy weapon up and moved over to the controls. Manipulating them via mechandendrite in case of some unknown or unforseen booby trap, and keeping one eye out. At the same time he recanted a litany to protect the machine spirits within his own prosthetics and equipment from corruption by what ever date-daemons lurked within the heretecal machine.
Shuffling forward into the lift, Gaius forces himself to be more aware, rather than running ideas through his head of how to break the encryption s.
"Brace yourself, but keep your weapons at the ready, there may be...company waiting for us up top."