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. )

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[feytality]

[YESSSSSSS]

[wastes no time in checking it out]

[ladychapels]

[ she could kiss you but that would be affection, so instead she tousles her hair while also crowding her to get a look inside.

this is a floor-to-ceiling safe, Wolfwood. yes, she knows. ]

Nice one, kiddo.

[feytality]

[don't knock her over with those big ol' boobs of yours]

We did it, we did it!

[ladychapels]

[ smothers her tbh ]

Next time, we're using the damn dynamite.

[feytality]

I still got it!!

[ladychapels]

Hang onto it. I think we'll need it later.

[hunting]

You got it.

[feytality]

See, told ya I'd keep you focused!

[and get safe combinations right by lucky guess!!!]

[hunting]

I remember you did.

[cottoncandyface]

[ Actually hugs her. ]

[feytality]

[Hugs her back]

We've got a team of super geniuses here!

[soulping]

( the vault door opens into an actual vault room, which holds a truly impressive amount of cash and casino chips, all just waiting to be used. however, the real treasure would appear to be the large, upraised button in the middle of the marble floor. )

[ladychapels]

[ stares... at the cash.............................. ]

[feytality]

[also stares]

[at the cash]

[a lot]

[you can practically see the dollar signs in her eyes]

[unguilded]

Are you okay.

[ladychapels]

[ they came all this way, you know? spent ages cracking that damn safe... it's only natural that they deserve to take home a bit of a cash reward, right?



even though Wolfwood knows in her heart of hearts that this is all just grandiose showy bullshit (what's she wanna bet these have got Nyssa's mug printed all over 'em?), she can't stop herself from reaching for some of the bills— ]

[cottoncandyface]

I don't trust that button.

[farkle]

But we are supposed to be looking for treasure...And the rest of this stuff is useless here.

[soulping]

( but the button calls to you. )

[cihuatlatoani]

Neither do I. But at least it won't make us solve another damned number puzzle, one can hope.

[farkle]

Are we supposed to press it?

[hunting]

[I'm taking a chip while you all stare at the cash]

[farkle]

Et tu?

[hunting]

I don't care about money. I just care about taking what's hers.

[cihuatlatoani]

[Patting her head.]

Gods be praised, the ordeal is over!