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[guybirdcrap]

You're still in the Baumine Mines. Get your asses moving before rats of unusual size go looking for a meal. It's dark and scary and the structures are old and dangerous. Don't die.

[Mission: Make it out of the mine]

Comments

[cabineyes]

Hm? Nevermind us, I see you're already feeling much better. Good.

[ like an open book. ]

[armedarchaeologist]

[stares at hel for a minute. does she want a backstory? no she doesn't.]

I believe in giving people second chances. I'm sorry it didn't work out this time— believe me, I am sorry. But it was still better than leaving her to die and I'm sorry but I don't think anything you have to say to me is going to change that.

[cabineyes]

[ lm ao looks at hel. ]

Aye, I for one am all for second chances.

[foodporn]

[wow impressive observation skills.]

I had a big lunch. What's going on?

[cabineyes]

[ i keep tabs on people. especially suspicious ones. ]

Only a conversation. But please, don't talk about food, I am starving.

[armedarchaeologist]

Yes, just. Talking. As one does.

[flashlights around cave.]

There doesn't seem to be much in the way of sustenance in here...

[except for rats.]

Did you not get anything from the merchants at the entrance to the dark and scary forest?

[cabineyes]

Not much. I am hoping there will be a time to feast later.

[ rat blood on the walls. nice. ]

[crotchbite]

[ bo is such a bickering cockblock

throws him a pack of beef jerky and stops for a second, watching the torch to see where the hair is blowing. ]

This way.

[armedarchaeologist]

[catches it. years of practice being tossed small things by military jerks.]

[holds it out to hook.]

[follows hel.]

[cabineyes]

[ rude. ]

[armedarchaeologist]

[awkward.]

[clicks off his flashlight, puts it away, takes the torch from hook, hands hook the jerky.]

[cabineyes]

[ oh you're a mate. ]

Not hungry yourself?

[ or did i make it to your "people to save" list ]

[crotchbite]

[ she's very close to a military jerk don't you feel right at home

nearly trips on a pile of skulls and bones. s-stops and makes a wince face ]

The cleaning service is five stars. [ glances back and watches daniel feed hook.






day made ]

[cabineyes]

[ poses with the jerky. ]

[foodporn]

[lmao]

[armedarchaeologist]

No, not especially. There's just something about being OK with someone stabbing a nun to death that doesn't really make me feel like breakfast. Or lunch.

[right at home. the number of scary women is a little higher than the air force.]

Yeah, really inconsiderate of them not to sweep their creepy caves better.

[crotchbite]

[ stabbing to death.




triggered. ]

[crotchbite]

Adorable.

[cabineyes]

[ shrugs. i've seen worse. ]

[ chews jerky. ]

[ enjoy the silence. ]

[foodporn]

[looks at daniel. awkward. thanks for bringing up the dead nun everyone's trying to scrub out of their minds]

Hey, what do you know about Morrigan?

[since both of you have known her longer than she has. give her the dirt]

[mercyless]

Guess the weren't expectin visitors.

[ also chewing. ]

[ gotta eat when you can. hey. ]

[rhymeswithdesign]

[stupor.]

[foodporn]

[isthatdudegonnabeokayor]

[mercyless]

[ do i need to stab someone ]

[rhymeswithdesign]

...make me a bloody saint.