Week 6

[grimgrinningghosts]

[. . . Well last week sure was a bloodbath. A bloody, accidental bloodbath. Even with two groups trying to save you, it might start to feel doubtful that you'll ever get out of here alive. Not to mention that Randy almost killed you all on an angry whim and you're still stuck in this madhouse with him of all people.

But hey, there's a silver lining to every cloud! You get a new floor that's not a nightmarish deathscape! Aren't you glad?

18 people remain]

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Comments

coffee shop

[hasit]

[y'know, Leia's just gonna look down at this pamphlet for a long moment, before chuckling and setting it aside.]

Clones...are a very different thing in my galaxy. Perhaps Jyn's told you. But they are rarely anything resembling you.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

I've gotten a vaaaaaague sense of that? Nothing really specific, granted.

But I'll take the title of "one of a kind" if you're offering it.

[hasit]

[Her smile widens a little bit.]

I think 'one of a kind' is an apt descriptor. Ah—since you are a clone, what...are we calling you nowadays?

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Allene works. Its what Doreen and I decided on after I popped up.

[hasit]

Allene. That's a nice name. [She nods, once, decisively.]

I hope nobody's been giving you any grief over this whole thing.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Molly's... upset. I don't know a lot about her situation back hom, but I get the sense adults lying to her is a big no-no.

Everyone else seems to be taking it a lot better than I expected.

[hasit]

I got the same feeling. Hopefully she'll...cool down a little in time.

[Force only knows how stubborn kids can be.

And adults.

And Leia.

It's fine.]

[kickbuttseatnuts]

I can't really blame her for being upset. This place brings out the frustration in just about everybody.

[hasit]

It does have that power, true. But, hey.

[She nudges Allene with an elbow.]

If you were already planning on telling us all? Don't be too hard on yourself.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

[She smiles softly at that.]

Thanks, Genny. I was gonna get to it! Just... slowly.

[hasit]

'Genny'?

[That's. That's new. She looks dubious.]

You didn't deserve to have your secret outed like that, either way. That Hades fellow seems thoughtless, saving our lives or no.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Yeah! General's too many syllables for my specific conversationalizing rhythm and patter of speaking, which is extremely consistent in its short, whimsical format full of casual friendliness! And "boss man" wasn't very appropriate since I don't currently have a job under you.

So, Genny!

[She's doing this on purpose.]

He did say he was the Greek Lord of Death himself. Thoughtlessness seems like his modus operandi.

[hasit]

[There are so many things Leia could point out right now, but she has a feeling the point would be moot, because Allene seems pretty damn self-aware if nothing else.]

Well, then. Genny it is. Though you could just call me Leia.

[Her eyes roll.]

Whoever he is, I don't trust him one bit.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Hmmmmmmmm... ["Hello Leia, its Allene, the girl dating your not-daughter"] No I think Genny works better.

Yeah, wild guess: death gods don't have our best interest at heart.

[hasit]

Well, to each her own.

[whatever you want to do, Allene, she's not going to press the subject. Besides, it's...kind of funny.]

And here I always thought they were supposed to be neutral figures.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

I mean... maybe it depends on the god? If Hades is real, I guess anybody could be. Maybe there's a cool one and we just lost the luck of the draw.

[Percy Jackson characters scream from deadland]

[hasit]

That does sound like our collective luck.