WEEK 8

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Two months. Two months of being trapped in this mansion. Two months of heartbreak and despair. Two months of wondering if you are all going to die here.

You finally have a real ray of hope thanks to Mr. Walt, but even he claims that it will be a hard journey ahead. You all have to be strong, physically, emotionally, any kind of strength will work against what you're up against. Maybe take the next few days to rest before the long journey, or prepare for the dangers that await, the choice is yours, but...

Will you be able to escape?

8 guests remain]

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[chainbroke]

[ In lieu of response, at least initially, she walks over and wraps her arms around him. Actions, often, speak much louder than words, and she's not even sure what to say right now. She just.... holds him. ]

I'm here. And it's alright... to not be okay.

[toogoodforhim]

[He tenses when her arms wrap around him, but then his arms come up to wrap around her shoulders and he buries his face in her hair. She'll be able to feel him trembling in her arms.]

I miss him so much...

[chainbroke]

[ She nods, and she gently rubs circles on his back. ]

I know... I'm so, so sorry...

[toogoodforhim]

[The cheerful tone of Maui's voice fills the room as thoroughly as the demigod himself once did, and it's not fair, it's not fair that he's not here anymore, that just like that he was gone, as fast as everyone else they'd lost.

He holds her like he's afraid he's going to lose her too, one hand cradling the back of her head.]

[chainbroke]

[ Weeks ago, she hadn't given much thought to her own well-being. She'd been more concerned with getting back to Kairi--and as long as she didn't die here, things would be okay. But now, she... she has a reason to do more than just exist.

Somehow, along the way, Naminé had stopped merely wanting to survive, and started wanting to live. Not just for herself, but for Ford. For Mike and Elsa, Wendy and Anna, Ford and LeFou and Julia. And for all of their friends and people they've loved, deeply and completely.

It gives her the strength to be there for him, now. Even if it's just in the way she holds him and lets him hold onto her, the way she hums the song from her profile, slow and quiet, like a lullaby. ]

[toogoodforhim]

[He doesn't burden her by breaking down on her again. He takes a deep breath and holds it until he can stop shaking, presses a kiss to her temple.]

You're a good girl, Nene. I'm so proud of you...

[I know he was too.

He pulls back enough to cup her face in his hands, then leans in to press their foreheads together, closing his eyes. Maui had taught him the gesture; it was so small, but it felt so important.]

...I never told you that we talked about that fruit you offered us.

[chainbroke]

I'm only trying my best... just like everyone else here.

[ The small shows of affection touch her deeply. It's incredible, what something so seemingly inconsequential can do--and Naminé never thought she'd be able to receive such an important gift.

She pulls away slightly, if only to kiss his cheek. ]

You did? I... I'm sorry, that I never got a chance to give it to you.

[toogoodforhim]

[He pulls away after the kiss on his cheek just so that he can look at her properly.]

It's- it's alright. We...decided that we'd rather wait, anyway. Until we were free from here- [His voice is hoarse and it catches a little, but the memory is a happy one.] And we could go to the Destiny Islands with you and pick it ourselves.

[chainbroke]

That makes sense.

[ She nods. She understands--Ford and Fiddleford, they had agreed to share it, but that doesn't make either decision wrong. Rather, she's just glad they were happy with their choice.

She can't wait to take LeFou and Maui to the Islands. It's the type of place that suits Maui, and it's the type of quiet, beautiful place LeFou would love. They can swim in the ocean, walk around the small island where families have made their homes. ]

Then we absolutely must get them back. There's a paopu fruit with your names on it, waiting to be shared.

[ Every destined pair has a paopu made just for them, after all. That's what she believes. ]

[toogoodforhim]

[He smiles softly at her, and then ruffles her hair.]

We'll find them. With Maui down there now, I bet they'll meet us halfway.

[Jesus Christ this is

so much easier

than it would have been before they found out that there was actually a chance to save them.]

[chainbroke]

[ It sort of... brings a little pang. Maui had done the same thing, after Wander and Sylvia had died.

But she pushes that down and focuses instead on how Maui had been a comfort. It's better to think about good things. ]

Mm, I'm sure he's giving Hades a piece of his mind. [ She pauses and thinks. ] Or a faceful of his fist.

[toogoodforhim]

[He manages a wet, sad chuckle.]

Probably the latter. Hades won't even know what hit him.

[chainbroke]

Mm... I don't know about that. Do you think Maui would've announced who he was, first?

[toogoodforhim]

In this case? [He thinks about how he didn't even hear Maui coming until Maui had yelled and kneecapped him with the oar.] I think he'll hit first, introduce himself after.

"Maui, Shapeshifter, Demigod of the Wind and Sea, Hero to All" is a mouthful for a pre-beatdown.

[chainbroke]

That's true... and Hades would have been able to get a few hits in, I think.

[ But honestly, Maui could take him easily. Hades is powerful, but Maui is stubborn and powerful, which is a combination even Hades couldn't overpower. ]

Hades is in for an even harder time, with Maui there.

[ She can imagine Star annoying him, too. ]

[toogoodforhim]

I don't think he knows what he's in for.

[He just has to keep telling himself that he'll see him again soon. That's all, just hold onto that thought with all his might.]

I don't think he's prepared for us to break in there to get them out, either.

[chainbroke]

[ She gives a little smile, and follows that up with a hug. ]

Mm, I agree. I don't think he knows exactly who all he's dealing with. With how determined and strong everyone is, it shouldn't be very difficult.

Right?

[toogoodforhim]

[He hugs her close and gives her a tight squeeze.

He has so much uncertainty. He doesn't like that their fates are in the hands of a God that he's seen face to face, even though Walt had oozed paternal compassion, and it reminded him of the gentle but resolute Pere Robert.

But the way she asks him "Right?" is so unsure, and he can't put his doubts on her. He's her Papa.]

Right. They're fighting their way to us right now. We just have to get out of here so we can fight our way to them.