"Thanks," he murmurs, as he takes the knife from her.
He spends a moment fighting with the sheath and the knife and his balance. When he manages, he presses the tip of the knife into the groove between the wall and its moving parts and slides it down along it, feeling for a place where he can push deeper. When he thinks he's got something, he pushes deeper, looking to wedge it in place, now. He tugs on it, once it's set, and when he's sure it's not going to come out so easily, he glances back to Elena.
"Okay, try the pressure plate, now." Just to see what happens.
Elena nods, before making her way back in to room, tapping her foot along the floor until she finds the pressure plate again. Finn lifts his head to look at her, and she offers him a small smile in return.
"Sorry in advance, just in case."
And when she leans her weight down onto the plate, the moving pieces of the trap above start to move, but stop before more than a few beams of light squeak through. There is an uncomfortable grinding sound on Nate's end, however, indicating that it will only last for so long.
And once Elena has removed herself from the pressure plate and returned to her and Elijah, he says, "Unless anyone's got a better plan, I'm gonna shove, like, however many knives we've got into this thing, and hope it'll hold long enough for you to go grab your brother."
He nods to Elijah, as if it's unclear who's supposed to do the rescuing, once the knives are in place. He might not have long to get his brother out, but he's the fastest.
Elijah eyes the situation, before nodding. It seems to be a better option than anything else so far, though he doesn't trust the knives to hold that long. Fortunately, he is very fast.
He turns to Elena. "Gather as many as you can. I'm sure they're all armed to the teeth."
"On it." And she's going to quickly gather up as many machetes as possible.
"If it makes you feel any better," Nathan tells Elijah after a moment and in the interim, while Elena gathers the weapons, "this really isn't the stupidest plan we've ever had?"
They've done more ridiculous things than this and done them successfully.
Elijah glances up at him, the hints of an amused smirk ghosting across the corners of his lips. "In some ways, it's too simple to truly be considered stupid."
But that's just his humble opinion.
And a few minutes later, Elena returns with lots of knives and passes them up to her husband. "Here you go."
"I'm not sure if that's supposed to be an insult or a compliment," Nathan tells him, frowning, either way. He continues to look sour for several seconds, in fact, before Elena brings the machetes to him. He looks away then to take them from here and start inserting them into the groove between the wall and its moving parts.
"Okay, that should do it," Nathan decides, when he runs out of machetes.
Now, it's up to Elijah to make a break for it. After he sets him down, anyway.
Elijah sets Nate down easily, before moving to the front of the room. With a deep breath, he dashes forward, unleashes his brother, and drags him back out again, depositing him near one of the bodies for a quick snack.
Once that's done, he adjusts his suit before turning back to the couple. "You have my thanks for your help. But I would understand if you'd like to leave now."
Elena glances to Nate, raising an eyebrow curiously.
Nathan meets her gaze and shrugs. He's really not sure whether they should stick around or not.
On one hand, he'd like to get a look at everything here, even if the Fountain of Youth, as it were, is gone. On the other, they should probably get away from the vampires. He's leaning towards the former, danger be damned, but he's never been known for his good decision-making skills, so Elena might want to take the reins on this one. He'll follow her lead.
For once, the building isn't collapsing around them, so ... that's at least a pro, considering some of the situations they get themselves in. And she does want to document all the non-vampire related stuff for her show.
"We're going to go back and have a look at some of the stone work out front. If you could let us know when your brother is done?"
Elijah nods. "Thank you, again, for your help. I'm in your debt."
That's definitely a step up from how these things usually end, yes -- and, honestly, he's surprised they didn't bring the house down, when he decided to jam the sunlight mechanism full of machetes. Small miracles, he supposes, as is the fact that they're actually making it out of this alive otherwise, despite his almost-inability to leave well enough alone.
"Yeah, no problem," Nathan tells him. A pause, then he's nodding towards the door. "After you, Miss Fisher."
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He spends a moment fighting with the sheath and the knife and his balance. When he manages, he presses the tip of the knife into the groove between the wall and its moving parts and slides it down along it, feeling for a place where he can push deeper. When he thinks he's got something, he pushes deeper, looking to wedge it in place, now. He tugs on it, once it's set, and when he's sure it's not going to come out so easily, he glances back to Elena.
"Okay, try the pressure plate, now." Just to see what happens.
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"Sorry in advance, just in case."
And when she leans her weight down onto the plate, the moving pieces of the trap above start to move, but stop before more than a few beams of light squeak through. There is an uncomfortable grinding sound on Nate's end, however, indicating that it will only last for so long.
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And once Elena has removed herself from the pressure plate and returned to her and Elijah, he says, "Unless anyone's got a better plan, I'm gonna shove, like, however many knives we've got into this thing, and hope it'll hold long enough for you to go grab your brother."
He nods to Elijah, as if it's unclear who's supposed to do the rescuing, once the knives are in place. He might not have long to get his brother out, but he's the fastest.
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Elijah eyes the situation, before nodding. It seems to be a better option than anything else so far, though he doesn't trust the knives to hold that long. Fortunately, he is very fast.
He turns to Elena. "Gather as many as you can. I'm sure they're all armed to the teeth."
"On it." And she's going to quickly gather up as many machetes as possible.
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They've done more ridiculous things than this and done them successfully.
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But that's just his humble opinion.
And a few minutes later, Elena returns with lots of knives and passes them up to her husband. "Here you go."
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"Okay, that should do it," Nathan decides, when he runs out of machetes.
Now, it's up to Elijah to make a break for it. After he sets him down, anyway.
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Once that's done, he adjusts his suit before turning back to the couple. "You have my thanks for your help. But I would understand if you'd like to leave now."
Elena glances to Nate, raising an eyebrow curiously.
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On one hand, he'd like to get a look at everything here, even if the Fountain of Youth, as it were, is gone. On the other, they should probably get away from the vampires. He's leaning towards the former, danger be damned, but he's never been known for his good decision-making skills, so Elena might want to take the reins on this one. He'll follow her lead.
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"We're going to go back and have a look at some of the stone work out front. If you could let us know when your brother is done?"
Elijah nods. "Thank you, again, for your help. I'm in your debt."
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"Yeah, no problem," Nathan tells him. A pause, then he's nodding towards the door. "After you, Miss Fisher."