Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Friday

[not_a_whiner]

A strong wind tore through the hallways. Inside the camps, it was only audible: no breeze flicked into the large chambers themselves. Outside them, though, torches would flicker on and off on their own whim, exposing the dungeon's residents to errant grues.

There was something to be celebrated, though: when the maze shifted overnight, its paths crossed and connected all three camps. Time for a reunion.

[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc as of yesterday, everyone in camp 1 is free to assume they know about the first key and the vault. ]

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Camp Two - Main Space

[not_a_whiner]

The central chamber is dimly lit but light enough to keep out the grues. There is a torch grafted to the wall every few feet, its flames flickering but never going out. A single water fountain rests between two torches. When activated, it releases a thin stream of water. In one corner, there are bags on the floor, big enough to be worn by an adult-sized human.

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[whenshewasnice]

Another day, and they were still here. It'd been long enough that Natalie had routines. Just small ones, like what she was doing now. Waking up from some hours of uncomfortable sleep on her bag bed, she pushed herself up to sitting, then pulled the hem of her t-shirt up some to examine the progress of the bruises on her hip and her stomach.

Still there. And to think she'd bothered to be annoyed about a few little hickeys just last week.

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[lockestheway]

Well. This camp wasn't exactly more comfortable - or much different - from the one Peter had woken up in, but at least he had one more friend here than he had back there. That was worth something.

Still, it didn't make his ritual of wake-up-grab-for-electronics-that-aren't-there-curse-the-universe-under-his-breath any more fun.

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[whenshewasnice]

Yes, he had a friend. One who was just now bringing over a portion of what little there was in the way of scavenged breakfast to share. Less for any need to take care of him, specifically, than for her general need to keep doing useful things to assert some control over the situation.

"Here."

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[lockestheway]

Food was food. Peter wasn't about to question her motives. "Thanks," he said, and made at least a modicum of effort not to pull a face at how little there was. "Hunger pains are a marubo."

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[whenshewasnice]

"This whole place is an hostie," Natalie replied. Like someone who'd spent enough time around the Montreal francophones and was homesick. "I'm going back out today. The dungeon owes me something for yesterday."

For the days before it, too.

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[lockestheway]

"You're going to will it into playing nice?" Peter asked skeptically. "Not that I'm about to jump in front of a stubborn woman with a bone to pick, but..."

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[whenshewasnice]

"I'm not expecting it to play nice." Because that was probably not going to happen. "But I'm not going to let that stop me."

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[lockestheway]

"I'm thinking wandering around this place is probably not going to end well for me," Peter admitted. Which was true, and he knew it. "Good luck to you, though."

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[whenshewasnice]

"Yeah, it's not pleasant for those of us with physical skills, either," she said. "But my current bruises should keep me remembering that. So I'll come back."

That was mostly a promise to herself.

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[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

Yesterday (http://fh-dungeon.livejournal.com/2168.html?thread=550008#t550008), April decided, had been a lot of fun. She'd have to do it again sometime.

Like today. She wasn't super hungry yet, but that would probably change, and in the meantime she'd just be checking out the snack options from her position under a torch in a corner.

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[furnaceface]

"Hanging in there, luv?" Jono had been attempting to check in on everyone that was looking particularly vulnerable since they'd gotten trapped in this bloody place, which meant that people who were more or less able to hold their chins up and keep on keeping on were tabled for at least a little while. "It's been one hell of a week."

He was looking fairly tired, himself. But at least he was clothed, and he'd managed to scrounge together food here and there over the past few days. If a handbag full of orange TicTacs counted, anyhow.

Jono was starting to really hate orange TicTacs.

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[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

"Pff," April said dismissively. "I'm having a blast. Don't worry about it."

That wasn't quite as sarcastic as it sounded...

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[furnaceface]

"I'm going to worry," Jono countered. "I'm a worrier, you know that."

His ex was a vampire, one of his best friends had been prone to curling up in the fetal position in her alcove since a vampire damn near tore her throat out. Something had eaten Pinkie Pie. Jono was in a prime place to worry, here.

"You look to be more or less in one piece, at least."

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[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

"Always am," April agreed.

He would be fun to mess with, she decided. With his worrying and the way they'd been friends before. It was just a question of how.

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[furnaceface]

Jono twitched a faint smile in reply to that. At least some people were holding it together down here, that much was refreshing to see, at least.

He was going to ignore that twisting feeling in his insides as she replied to that. It was fatigue speaking, maybe. It was the situation as a whole. He hadn't had a proper sleep in days and hunger was catching up to him. That's all it was.

"Well, if there's anything I can get for you, Sunshine. Something I should keep an eye open for on my next supply run... just let me know."

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[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

April considered that. "Can you get me... a working battery-operated blender and forty-two bendy straws?"

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[stykera]

After managing to tear himself away from his memories yesterday, Stark had bolted back to the camp. Well, bolted as fast as one could manage with the heavy gravity pressing down the way it had.

Since then he hadn't slept. He thought he might have dozed briefly but he wasn't sure. He had spent a lot of time pacing, as quietly as he could.

He had stopped pacing at some point and was now seated on the floor watching one of the torches as it flickered. He didn't want to be in the dark. Of course, he could always take off his mask and provide a little light that way, at least for a while.

[if anyone wants to borrow the alien as a walking nightlight, he'll totally go with you if you ask and he'll try his best not to flail about it. Although I will be at work and verrrrry slow until about 5ish EDT]

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[furnaceface]

Jono's last attempt at a supply run... hadn't turned up anything useful, really.

But it had totally ended with a pair of fuzzy ears atop his head, and a tail that was big and fluffy enough to knock out large turtles if he swung it at them.

Judging by the way he was sitting with a scowl on his face and his arms crossed over his chest, he wasn't considering that to be a successful trip for supplies at all, no. He'd probably make another attempt at it again later, but for the time being he was fluffy and adorable, and even he needed to take a moment to nurse his bruised pride every now and again, thanks.

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[brat_inslayage]

Oh god, Kennedy was trying, she was really trying, but one glance at Jono and she was doubled over laughing until she cried.

"This," she got out between inelegant snorts, "is a hell of a makeover."

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[furnaceface]

It probably wasn't terribly likely that Jono's fluffy ears slicking back over his head and his tail thumping against the floor in irritation was going to make this any less hilarious, was it? Because that's exactly what was happening, now.

"You'd think I'd be more used to those by now," he replied dryly, rolling his eyes toward the ceiling. "Do yourself a favour, luv. If you find yourself in that room with the turtles and walking mushrooms and the blocks that spit things out if you hit your head on them, and out of one of those blocks comes a leaf, don't touch it."

Unless you really wanted to be an irritated furry. A raccoon or whatever the hell this was supposed to be, Jonothon wouldn't know a tanuki if one bit him on the nose. Or if he suddenly found himself being partly one, himself.

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[brat_inslayage]

"Duly noted. You look like you should be walking around some geek con somewhere, not stuck in a dungeon," Kennedy said, still smothering laughs. "Did someone get way high before they came up with that room or something?"

She cleared her throat and looked sheepish. "Sorry. I guess I kinda needed that laugh."

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[furnaceface]

"Laugh while you can," Jono sighed. "Considering everything else that's going on around here, I suppose being the butt of some drug addict's ridiculous joke isn't the worst that could happen. I definitely didn't end up looking like this when most of those creatures invaded the island, though."

He wasn't too broken up about that, really.

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[brat_inslayage]

"Wait, that's a thing that happened too?" Kennedy raised an eyebrow, shifting into a more interested, slightly more serious mode. "Like the bizarro vampire verse, and some of the other stuff?"

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[furnaceface]

"It was," Jono confirmed, frowning as he gave his head a quick nod. "Some... turtle... ox... dragon thing made off with some of the island's children. Decided they were princesses or some such rot. And all this madness took the island over until we were rid of him."

A beat.

"He wasn't the brightest bloke I've met."

Poor Bowser.