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 ]

Comments

Re: Camp Two - Fireplace...?

[texted3times]

Eric nodded. "You smell like blood."

Because he'd notice that.

Re: Camp Two - Fireplace...?

[whenshewasnice]

Well, Natalie was going to put two and two together between that and the thousand years comment. And then not waste her breath on remarking on it.

"After days of fighting and with a fresh cut on my face? Never would have guessed."

Re: Camp Two - Fireplace...?

[texted3times]

"I won't eat you," Eric said helpfully, "if you were worried."

Re: Camp Two - Fireplace...?

[whenshewasnice]

"I wasn't," she said, mildly. "Already had someone try that earlier, and it didn't work. And since you're in camp, I assume you want to go home as much as I do. It'd be dumb to turn on me now."

Re: Camp Two - Fireplace...?

[texted3times]

"Give it a few more days," Eric said with a not-so-reassuring smile.

Re: Camp Two - Fireplace...?

[whenshewasnice]

"I would kick your teeth in."

Her absolutely neutral tone said she'd at least give the attempt her all.

"So please just be useful in whatever happens today, and we won't have to test that."

Re: Camp Two - Fireplace...?

[texted3times]

"You could try," Eric said, not bothering to hide his amusement.