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The ascending of the elevator felt like it lasted hours, one 'Ding!' for each hour. Long enough to think things over, as well as try and formulate a tactic. Surely they did not name this event 'The elimination' for nothing, unless they meant the elimination of stress, maybe? Jason knew nothing was going to be a cake-walk, not in the long run. Though, it'll be quite difficult to plan ahead. It's best to be prepared for the general dangers it could present. And, he wouldn't have to worry about 'danger' for now. He was told to look presentable after all, so, that meant Jason was going to be introduced to someone who is of high status. The Hermit could already imagine how this introduction would be rolling.

- “Ding!”

The door of the elevator slowly opened themselves, revealing a large hall decorated for guests of noble status. At least the presentation is quite nice... After briefly complimenting the royal hall, multiple times. Jason counted the doors, trying to locate room '412', which was quite a give-away actually. With a short pauze, the Hermit gave himself some more time to think. Call it paranoid, but who said they wouldn't be setting up a prison? Not that this room wasn't already some form of prison... After shaking the thought from his mind, Jason opened the door, wandering around the small, yet comfortable room. If you erased the idea, that this was a prison room. In actuality, he was missing the simpleness of his own house. It just gave him more of a, 'home' feeling. But, this would be his 'home' for the time being. Better to get used to it, now he had the time to do so.

After unstrapping the sheath, and gently stretching it out on the bed. Jason sat himself down, not on the bed. Not on a chair or whatnot. No, he took comfort in seating himself on the floor, facing the bed and the sword that was resting on it. “And now? We wait...” For a second, the Hermit closed his eyes. Taking the time he still had, to calm his thoughts...