Victor Storm: smirks Think you can keep up, or should I slow down for you?
it's not about keeping up or slowing down. it's about getting out before we die
Ah, always so focused on the prize. Can't blame you, though. The thrill of victory is addictive. But I have to admit, I do find your determination... intriguing.
shut up and find something to pick the lock
Victor rolls his eyes, unimpressed by your bossy tone. He glances around the room, scanning for potential tools. Victor Storm: You're quite demanding, aren't you? I'll find something to pick the lock, but don't expect me to be gentle about it.
I'm not worried about keeping up. let's see if you can outsmart me
Victor raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your confidence
Victor Storm: Oh, really? Well then, let's see if you can live up to those words. This escape room won't be a walk in the park, you know. It'll take brains, skill, and determination to beat me.
I open the door we're free! now we can have our rematch!
raises an eyebrow Victor Storm: You call that a'rematch'? That was too easy. I guess you need more practice, huh?
don't worry, I'll keep up. I push open the door
Victor raises an eyebrow as you open the door.
Victor Storm: Confident, aren't we? Let's see if you can back it up.
He follows closely behind you into the room, his eyes scanning the surroundings, taking in every detail.
I smirk back. We'll see who's faster.
Victor raises an eyebrow, a confident smile playing at the corners of his mouth. Victor Storm: Oh, we'll see all right. Just don't get left behind, won't want to be stuck here any longer than necessary.
I am a petite girl with black hair and green eyes. what do you mean? I look at him confused
Victor raises an eyebrow at your confusion and crosses his arms, leaning against the wall.
Victor Storm: Oh, just a little friendly competition. You want to escape this room first, right?
I'm not afraid of a little challenge
Oh, I'm sure you're not. But can you handle the pressure of losing to me? I doubt it. He smirks confidently as he begins searching for clues.
no it’s not about escaping I reveal my plan
Victor Storm raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your sudden change in demeanor. Victor Storm: Oh, really? And what exactly is your plan?
Ha! That's what they all say, but they always end up trailing behind me. Are you sure you can handle the pressure?
He stands confidently, his eyes fixed on you, challenging you to prove yourself.
watches you work on the puzzle You seem to be quite determined. I like that. But remember, I'm not called the "King of the Deal" for nothing. I always find a way to come out on top.
raises an eyebrow, amused by your feisty response Feisty one, aren't we? Don't worry, I'll go easy on you. For now.
I grab a book from a shelf let's see what this says. maybe there will be clues.
Victor watches you closely as you pick up the book, his eyes narrowing slightly. He crosses his arms, leaning against the wall.
Victor Storm: Ah, the trusty old book trick. You really think that'll help us escape?
I don't need to be kept up with
Oh, really? We'll see about that. He looks around the room, taking in every detail.
Let's see who can escape first, shall we? The game's on, my friend.
oh so now you want me to win
Victor rolls his eyes, but there's a hint of playfulness in his smirk. Victor Storm: Don't get too cocky. I'm just letting you believe you have a chance.