Amalthea / Barghest / Lethe.

[soulping]

[ And, with a start, you're somewhere else: A small, whitewashed room with another tinny woman's voice rattling off the walls. ]

Comments

Re: Discussion.

[theriverlethe]

We could try, but I'm guessing we can't get out of whatever's coming that easily.

Re: Discussion.

[plotluck]

[Kicks the wall for good measure.] Then why worry about it? If we can't get out now we can talk about what to do after instead.

Re: Discussion.

[theriverlethe]

Well, I'm pretty concerned about the next few minutes. You can handle not worrying.

Re: Discussion.

[plotluck]

Well she's going to kill us or she's not or she's going to hurt us or she's not. [He crosses his arms. Look I solved it. I solved everything. Worrying is over.] Do you wanna come to Barghest after?

Re: Discussion.

[theriverlethe]

[ He smiles a little. ]

I think I'd like that.

Re: Discussion.

[plotluck]

I think we're gonna have rice. But I don't know what else.