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

[downtonabbeast]

It makes me wonder just how many animals are in there.

[Monsieur makes a soft chirping noise at the pig. Hello, round alien.]

[hasit]

There've been cats...fish....pigs...and a Porg, so far.

[With Pua, whose name she doesn't actually know, tucked under her arm, Leia steps forward and reaches up (up, up) to give Monsieur a pat on the head.] I shouldn't be surprised he's taken so well to you. A friend of mine, Chewie, had a hard time scaring them off and he's even taller than you are.

[downtonabbeast]

He has no sense of self-preservation. [But he says it with fondness while Monsieur butts his head against Leia's hand for more affection. Beast reaches up to give him a small scritch under his non-existent chin, scowling a little when a bit of the bandage wrapped around his finger gets stuck on the poor thing. He stops to pull the bandage off and slip it into his pocket. He'll toss it later, nbd.]

Perhaps his species is just very fond of being high up.

[hasit]

I don't believe they have any natural predators. [She's never seen Ach-To, but from Rey and Chewie's recounting, that was the gist she'd gotten.] Their native island is rocky, covered in cliffs and crags, from what I hear. You're likely the closest approximation to a cliff around here.

[She frowns at the bandage, tilts her head up at him.] Were you hurt?

[downtonabbeast]

At last, real meaning in my life: being a furry cliff.

[The bemused expression quickly retreats from his face, leaving him just looking more than a little sad.]
It's nothing. I've been trying to...to fix for mirror since it was broken. It's delicate work. [Not something he's exactly built for anymore.] But I'm alright, Leia. I heal quickly.

[hasit]

[Leia snorts in laughter, but it quickly dies when he explains the reason for the bandage. The sadness in his expression truly says all she needs to know, before he even says it.]

I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I'm glad you're okay, but...I don't suppose you've had any luck?