tile run - group 3

[soulping]

( circumstances have conspired to separate those who went into the maze, splitting them into three groups, with each group taking one fork in the road.

a wisp of light guides them forward, gleefully bobbing up and down, slowing down just enough so it doesn't lose those following it, then speeding off around the next corner as soon as they start to catch up. )

Comments

[feytality]

[....it's not lit, is it]

Woah.... talk about explosive flavor.....

[cihuatlatoani]

Perhaps I can find you something to eat later.

[soulping]

( you acquire a KNIFE. )

[soulping]

( it is unlit. )

[farkle]

[ Iris why. ]

[hunting]

[He might play with switches sure]

[hunting]

A what?

[soulping]

( the cookbooks are filled with various recipes. none of this is really any use.

unless you want to make a bitchin' meatloaf. )

[feytality]

[carefully extracts it]

....So, um, guys....

[cottoncandyface]

Hey lookie a matchbook this could be useful.

[ Glancing at Regulus then at the matchbook ]

[soulping]

( control yourself. )

[ladychapels]

[ we're really tempting fate, here, aren't we ]

It's not that...

[ as the elevator begins its ascent, she takes another look around. it's pretty damn crowded with all of them in here. ]

We're sitting ducks.

[soulping]

( you find a plate nearby and place some of each foodstuff on the plate.

it looks delicious.

maybe you should hold onto some for later? )

[farkle]

[ Okay, as long as there's nothing much of use he'll leave them be and grab some matchbooks. And since Iris is being rude kinda grab a knife too :x ]

[cihuatlatoani]

[She's going to give it a smell, just to try and figure out if anything is off with it.]

[ladychapels]

[ !! ]

Holy hell—

[ if it were anything besides dynamite, you could bet your ass she'd be grabbing it ]

[cihuatlatoani]

[I AM IN PERFECT CONTROL, I CAN'T HELP IT IF I AM BEAUTIFUL AND ALLURING]

[soulping]

( it smells as it should. )

[farkle]

Yeah, I was gonna make sure to have some.

[unguilded]

What the--

[Because OF COURSE there's a stick of dynamite in a restaurant?]

[soulping]

( you acquire some MATCHBOOKS and a KNIFE. )

[soulping]

( turning on the RADIO, you find that it actually does play—but nothing but soothing, classical music. It’s making you a little sleepy just listening to it, actually. )

[ladychapels]

[ actually laughs from across the room, where she's moved to cover the doors. it's short and rough and maybe not 100% carefree or genuine, but it's a laugh. ]

You sure know your way to a down-on-her-luck priest's heart.

[cihuatlatoani]

By the gods, is that a bomb?

[cottoncandyface]

Better to come prepared. [Pops a match book into her pocket. ]