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Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Thursday

On the third day (or the fourth, depending on where you were currently huddled), the Toymaker cracked his knuckles and got to work: hallways shifted again, and groups that had been able to interact were cut off again. Gravity grew heavier to make it harder to walk, to run, to find the energy to move around.

The maze shifted again, and those trapped inside would have to see what new surprises awaited them today. The Toymaker wasn't done playing with them, even as their numbers began to dwindle. No, not at all.

[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc ]

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Zeela was out today. Sholeh wasn't feeling well and the sisters had agreed that it would be better to let her rest and possibly have people miss her than let her stay in view, especially now that the camps were mingling and people were wandering in and out.

Until food time, of course. Then Sholeh had to come out and eat.

For now, though, Zeela was glaring at the stupid figurines. They kept changing, of course, but why? Did they mean something? Were they supposed to represent something? Did they change form or was someone secretly replacing them with magic? Just one more stupid mystery in a dungeon full of them.

Out of spite, Zeela grabbed one a the little figures, a gremlin holding a key. Ha, stupid dungeon! See how you liked that.

...Shut up, her ability to be spiteful was very limited, okay? She took what she could get.

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For all that she'd given Buffy crap about needing to loosen up and not try to protect everyone all the time, Kennedy-- who was way irritable by now, in between being out of contact with home, wondering whether Willow was even madder at her now, and whatever the hell was going on with everything being so heavy-- had taken her crossbow and was patrolling the corridor outside her camp, in Big Bad Protective Slayer mode herself.

Pot, kettle. Whatever.

Growing restless in the camp, Raven had decided to venture out into the corridors. She stopped suddenly when she saw a familiar person ahead of her. No, this wasn't going to be awkward.

"Hello, Kennedy," she said, wondering if her friend would be able to sense what she was now.

Well, she was pinging a little weirdly, but everything about this place was.

"God, Raven," Kennedy said in a strained version of her usual teasing delivery, forcing a laugh. "You would end up here too, wouldn't you?"

Her crossbow-trigger finger was weirdly twitchy. She gritted her teeth and willed it to stop.

Raven tried to smile. "I came to Fandom to visit with friends and relax, but it seems that is rarely possible, is it not? But it is good to see you. I hope that you are well."

Ordinarily she would have been going for a hug, but given what had happened to her, and given what Kennedy was, she was hesitating.

If Raven's empathy wasn't too thrown off by... you know, that whole situation she had going on right now, Kennedy's agitation was probably very evident.

"Ugh. I guess it could be worse, right? I mean, hey, at least I'm not trapped in a hell dimension, as far as I know." She eyed Raven curiously. "Hey, I know I'm not the biggest touchy-feely girl around or anything but what, no hugs?"

"I fear I am not entirely myself," Raven said. "Though I swear I will not hurt you. I am not that far gone. The first day we were here...I was bitten by a vampire. And it has changed me."

Slayer blood was probably very tasty, wasn't it?

"We do," Jack agreed. "Or at least learn to pick better vacation spots."

He offered the packet of cupcakes to her out of politeness; he wasn't sure she'd want any.

"I'll be doing the same thing -- I'd like to see if I can find the path to the other group," Jack said. "And there are still plenty of locked cars in the garage, if the statues don't spook you."

It didn't occur to him the garage might not be reachable anymore.

"I wouldn't chance the garage," Kitty advised. "A couple kids from the other group disappeared there."

"At this point all my vacations are going to take place on my couch."

She waved off the cupcake. "Save that for someone that needs it. I know it seems like food's been scarce."

"There's not a lot," Jack agreed, and set the remaining cupcake to the side. "I was out scavenging yesterday, but -- you can't feed 20 people on a few cans of baked beans and the junk food people leave in their cars."

"So that's out now," Jack winced. "Who disappeared? How?"

He would have come up with more creative questions, but 'who' and 'how' about covered it.

Maybe? Kennedy wasn't into that sort of thing though, so who knew?

Also, cue the staring. "You. Were. God, Raven!" Whether she liked it or not, she had the crossbow aimed at Raven now (though her finger wasn't near the trigger) and a full-force glare working, too. "'Oh, hey, Kennedy, how are you, long time no see by the way I might be all fangy now?' Seriously? Except how does that even work? You're already a demon."

"Ace and Topher. Jim said the statues got them somehow," she said. "Those things were fast, too. I saw one of them too and barely got to the door. And that was with me cheating."

Raven really had no idea of the proper etiquette of dropping that bombshell into conversation. "Lovely weather we have been having, would you like some tea, oh, and I am a vampire."

"And I think that is the only reason I have not been fully transformed," Raven said. "The demon that I am does not want to be pushed aside by this new force that is trying to control me. But I am still me. I still have my soul." For now, at least.

But really though, was there even proper etiquette for that sort of thing? Possibly in the Council archives except oops, the First had gone and destroyed those, so no one would ever know now.

"That explains the semi-wiggins," Kennedy muttered. "Yay, me, I can add another souled vampire to the list of ones that I know."

ONE MORE THAN BUFFY. HA, TAKE THAT, SUMMERS.

"...I'm not going to have to, like, keep an eye on you, am I? I mean, do you have to feed or anything?"

"Dinah and I noticed one moving, but it didn't attack," Jack said, looking stricken. "It ... doesn't feel much like luck, but I guess that's what it was."

"No, you can't." Sadly Allie knew that from experience, all those years scavenging in the Fringe. "I'll go out in a bit and look for more doors to try. Maybe I can find something."

It was hard to run back to the camp with gravity acting ridiculous, but Zeela made decent time anyway. She ran up through the corridors and burst into the main camp yelling, "Guys! Guys! Guess what I found! (http://fh-dungeon.livejournal.com/2168.html?thread=540280#t540280)"

[NOW IN THE RIGHT PLACE! I will be driving for most of today, but feel free to ping in for SP. Otherwise, assume you heard the story, either from Zeela or someone else.]

Jack smiled slightly. "Be careful," he warned. "Kitty said two students vanished in the garage. I'd be surprised if we don't lose more and I don't want it to be you."

HI, I AM A VAMPIRE. ASK ME HOW.

"I do," Raven admitted reluctantly, trying very hard not to eye Kennedy's neck. "I have been wanting to find Mr. Northman to ask how he copes with this hunger. I do not wish to take anyone's blood against their will, but it is not easy to ask someone, either. It is distasteful, but I cannot risk my hunger becoming so strong I lose control. I promised I would not."

This really sucked for a vegetarian.

"Yeah, I know. Vampires and all I can handle, but knowing I came that close to being... who knows where else is freaky," she admitted.

Kennedy's narrative could make so many jokes about not being a vegetarian. So many. But.

"And of course there's no, like, random TruBlood lying around in one of these stupid dungeon rooms. Damn." She lowered the crossbow-- not that she meant to do it that quickly, but hi traitorous gravity issues-- and sighed. "I guess... if you really have to, I can volunteer."

She figured if it came down to it, she could stop Raven from going too far.

"The same goes for you," Allie replied. "I spent a few days not knowing where you and Kaidan were. I was worried."

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