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EPONA

Enjoy some appropriate music while you wait ♥

Your runner is Cassandra (

sociologize), please ping them if you have any questions!

[she reacts, alright. When she spots what he grabs she hisses and takes a swipe at him, only stopped by the restraints that are actually keeping her on the bed]

[ ahh, so that's how it is...

he flings the vial hard at the wall above her head, praying to whatever non-Yato god will listen that it shatters and spills. ]

[you're in luck today; it shatters and spills all over the girl - and she cries out, her skin sizzling as the water comes in contact with it.

The door behind you unlocks]

[ then he is getting the fuck out of there as fast as he possibly can and back into the hallway, looking for the rest of his group. he thought he heard Star calling him... ]

[you're back in the hallway, with three other doors to choose from]

[ Guess who's here ]

There you are. Are you alright?

Mushy! Don't just run off like that!

[PUFFS CHEEKS]

[(because she can totally criticize him for running off, right)]

[ sorry he was tired of following Yato's stupid ass around... ]

Sorry.

...

I'm glad you're okay.

[also: she has a knife, a flashlight, clothes, and a phone on her: flappy birds may or may not be playing on the phone]

I'm not that easy to get rid of.

[ he eyes the knife. ]

Where'd you get that?

From the kitchen.

[she's clearly uncomfortable holding it, though.] Yato found one too.

.....

Where is Yato, anyway? [WHY DO THEY KEEP LOSING PEOPLE]

Can I have it?

[ yeah, bullshit skills may be off, but he can still stab people with it. ]

I don't know. Last I saw him he was still downstairs.

Um... sure. [hands it over]

He came up with us to find you..... ugh, that dummy...

[ thaaaank god. ]

Yeah.

[ he thumbs back at the door he was just in. ]

Don't go in there.

Is there blood all over everything?

[ Goin out on a limb ]

Amongst other things.

[ like that green shit, he doesn't even want to know what that was. ]

Great.

[ Pinching the bridge of his nose for a moment... ]

There's one more door. Who's got something to defend themselves with?

Me!

[also her phone which is playing flappy birds on]

Let's do it!

[TO THAT LAST ROOM]

Edited 2015-10-17 04:34 (UTC)

[YOU GO TO THE LAST DOOR.

. . . it's locked]

[rude???????]

Hey, no fair!

[the door remains locked despite your chipmunk face]

[impossible nothing can stand up to the chipmunk face]

[well she's not going into that exorcist room, so... what's left to explore?]

[WHERE DEM KEYS AT]

Edited 2015-10-17 04:41 (UTC)

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feytality - 2015-10-17 04:41 (UTC) - Expand

[ Hoists the shovel and attempts to break the doorhandle off with all the finesse of someone whose primary talents involve destroying shit ]

[not even Vash the Stampede can stampede the door down]

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featherduster - 2015-10-17 04:48 (UTC) - Expand

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