Lucy stands there, wide eyed, watching the door open. The stuff upstairs had been pretty cool, but something told her this was where the real fun would begin. She felt like a little kid opening the huge box her parents got for her birthday. She rocks forwards onto the tips of her toes, trying to get a good look into the room beyond. [color=6ecff6]"Here we go... here we go!"[/color] she says excitedly.

Ash steps up behind the other two women, attention focusing on the room beyond. If that sand trap was just guarding the entrance, she could think of two scenarios. Best case, the Isz didn't think anyone would get past it, and there would be no more traps. Worst case, and the one she is preparing for, the traps would only get worse from here on out. She puts a hand on Lucy's shoulder. [color=ed1c24]"Don't let your excitement kill you, Morphling."[/color] She knew using Lucy's White Tooth codename would get her attention enough to get the message across.

Sure enough, Lucy looks annoyedly back at the larger woman, then softens her gaze at Ashley's facial expression, a combination of stone-faced seriousness and genuine concern. [color=6ecff6]"Yeah yeah, I know. I won't do anythin' dumb, I promise."[/color] comes the reply. [color=6ecff6]"Well Winnie, you wanna lead the way? I realize you're the archeologist here, so point out anythin' I shouldn't touch."[/color] Ashley's words seemed to have brought Lucille back down to earth.