Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Sunday Morning

[not_a_whiner]

The dungeon had shifted again overnight.

This time it was different, however: no new corridors were formed, no new rooms were opened. One camp's corridor led into another's led into another's, and from there, a path straight forward towards the vault. It would not be hard now for the Fandomites trapped inside to meet and congregate.

Was the Toymaker making it easy on them? Possible. But not very probable.

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

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Camp Two - The Room

[not_a_whiner]

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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.

Re: Camp Two - Main Space

[whenshewasnice]

After yesterday, Natalie had a small cut above one eyebrow and a few other new scrapes, a slightly sore shoulder, some food, and new boots. Not bad for storming a castle. She sat on her makeshift bed, humming to herself – Until Tomorrow Then, if anyone happened close enough to hear – and looking around. Something felt different today.

Time would tell if that was a good or a bad thing.

Re: Camp Two - Main Space

[lockestheway]

After yesterday's downright unnerving encounter with Rebecca in that room, Peter was...

Well. Peter was up and about, checking supplies and sorting them into piles. Rationing them out. He refused to let past trauma knock him out.

Re: Camp Two - Main Space

[whenshewasnice]

It was just routine now, wasn't it? Wandering over. Except today Natalie wasn't bringing him breakfast because he was already dealing with that stuff, anyway.

So. "How do the rations look?"

Re: Camp Two - Main Space

[lockestheway]

"Not terribly good, but what else is new," Peter said, offering her something he was pretty sure was some kind of candy bar without really looking.

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[whenshewasnice]

"Better than nothing," she replied, taking what was offered because that's what you did here. "As far as I can tell most of yesterday's places were pretty useless for scavenging."

Re: Camp Two - Main Space

[trigons_child]

Raven was lurking like a lurking thing. She wasn't as hungry as she had been yesterday, thanks to Cassidy, but the emotions she could sense all around her were so tempting. And her own emotions felt too close the to surface now, like they were just waiting to erupt.

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[furnaceface]

"Raven." Jono was, at this point, holding himself together by force of will alone. The words that April had spoken to him the other day had been festering, locked away somewhere that he could mostly ignore them while he ran out alone into the corridors trying to gather supplies.

So he was going to try to make himself useful again. Useful was good. Useful meant that maybe he could lance some of that festering emotional mess and let it go away.

"How are you holding up?"

... Ignore the ears and tail, Raven. Please. They were just kind of...

Very there.

Re: Camp Two - Main Space

[trigons_child]

Raven had her head down, not looking at him at first. She could sense he had a feast of emotions brewing below the surface, and it was all she could do not to reach out and feed. He would keep her satisfied for awhile, she was certain.

"Cassidy offered me her blood yesterday," she said. "I did not want it to be her, but I could not find you or Kennedy and I could wait no longer. And she invoked Protocol."

She raised her head and...despite everything, now it was an effort not to laugh because ears and tail what.

Re: Camp Two - Main Space

[furnaceface]

"Does Protocol actually hold sway if you're not Kaeleeran, in Kaeleer, or actually officially contracted to a Queen yet?" If that was the case, Jono was in so much shit for all the times he'd ignored whatever Blood protocol was out there and had just gone ahead and thumped Karla upside the head, instead. But it got Raven to eat, so--

So...

"... You're trying not to laugh, aren't you?"

There were some very put-out fuzzy ears slicking back against Jono's head, now. Bloody hell, Raven, it wasn't funny! Was it? Dammit.

Re: Camp Two - Main Space

[brat_inslayage]

Kennedy had managed to score herself a sword from the funky medieval room yesterday, which was a thing about which she would not complain at all given that she'd run out of crossbow bolts in previous days' exploration and hadn't been able to find any more.

The package of Nerf darts she had found? Not helpful, and lying on the floor near the wall.

She'd been up all night sharpening the sword and the half-dozen knives she had left, polishing the blades, laying them out, inspecting the edges... basically, trying not to think too much about the room with the voices.

Camp Two - Alcoves

[not_a_whiner]

Between some of the torches there are little alcoves, just wide enough to fit a single human being lying down.

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah was completely unconscious in one of these, with Priestly asleep (probably? mostly? Kind of?) next to her. That arrow-wound in his back couldn't be helping, but maybe the blankets did.

Re: Camp Two - Alcoves

[lovemykilt]

Priestly was awake, actually. After managing to pass out for a couple hours, the fact that the alcove wasn't actually quite large enough for both of them started to get a little uncomfortable. Every time he moved, he got flashes of pain from his shoulder.

He scooted up as much as he could without disturbing Dinah and sat leaning his good shoulder against the wall, keeping an eye on the rest of the camp.

Re: Camp Two - Alcoves

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah woke up without moving, or opening her eyes. She knew exactly where she was; it was too cold and uncomfortable to be anywhere but the dungeon. "Time is it?" she muttered.

Re: Camp Two - Alcoves

[lovemykilt]

Priestly checked his watchless wrist. "No idea. Morning-ish?"

Re: Camp Two - Alcoves

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

April was rather irritated about the loss of her dinner last night, and it showed. What the hell, man? Finder's keepers.

She was about ready to get back to Fandom, too. Maybe this place had one advantage in that there was no sunlight that could burn her, but in Fandom she'd have a hell of an easier time sleeping during the day, what with all the blankets and pillows she had in her apartment. So, time to go. Chop chop.

Camp Two - Fireplace...?

[not_a_whiner]

The fire was out. The mantle of the fireplace had been destroyed. In fact, there was precious little left. The only significant proof it had ever even been there was the continuing existence of its key.

Re: Camp Two - Fireplace...?

[texted3times]

Something was telling Eric to stay awake right now, to fight the urge to sleep. Blood leaked slowly from his ears as he stared into the dead fireplace as he wondered what that meant now.

Re: Camp Two - Fireplace...?

[whenshewasnice]

"Is that normal?" Natalie asked, as she came over to give the fireplace a closer look. Because yes, it probably meant something. "That you're leaking blood from your ears?"

She made no assumptions. There were a lot of stranger things happening all around.

Re: Camp Two - Fireplace...?

[texted3times]

"It means I should be asleep, but I'm a thousand years old. I can ignore that impulse if I try hard enough," Eric replied.

Re: Camp Two - Fireplace...?

[whenshewasnice]

"... Huh." Well, that was new. And yet she didn't have the energy to put into being all that surprised. "So I'm guessing you feel like something's about to happen, too."

Re: Camp Two - Fireplace...?

[nookiepowered]

"You look like shit," Bo said, because tact was for... actually she could do tact, most days, but he really did look like shit. Ear-blood. "Hot Viking shit that I'd totally still jump if we weren't in the middle of a crisis and more of an audience than I like, but still. That can't be healthy."

Re: Camp Two - Fireplace...?

[texted3times]

"Well, thank you," Eric said with a tiny smile. "Ear-blood thing?"