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productions) wrote2014-07-13 07:38 pm
productions) wrote2014-07-13 07:38 pm
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Who: Designated Killers
When: Sunday evening / Monday morning
What: Emergency Meeting
[It's after midnight in the rooms of all of the designated killers when a clock bells goes off, quietly enough not to be heard in other rooms but loud enough to wake them. Their closet door has been left slightly open. In the back of the closet, instead of wood paneling, is a door in the wall. They may climb through - it's a tight fit, even with everyone's size - and will find a narrow stone passageway, leading straight up. There's a ladder to climb up about a story. The Dragon wing residents will find themselves emerging from a trapdoor into a tiny stone room, dimly lit. It looks almost like a hidden cell. Feferi will have to crawl on her hands and knees down a narrow tunnel until she herself can emerge into the cell.
Inside, the Host is standing against the wall. There is a sitting area with a blanket laid out on the floor to make the place more homey, and a small candle is set on the ground to provide some light, but it's not the most comfortable place. It's dark, drafty, dusty, and you can hear rats scampering nearby. But there is a tea set with hot tea and four cups set out for them.
When: Sunday evening / Monday morning
What: Emergency Meeting
[It's after midnight in the rooms of all of the designated killers when a clock bells goes off, quietly enough not to be heard in other rooms but loud enough to wake them. Their closet door has been left slightly open. In the back of the closet, instead of wood paneling, is a door in the wall. They may climb through - it's a tight fit, even with everyone's size - and will find a narrow stone passageway, leading straight up. There's a ladder to climb up about a story. The Dragon wing residents will find themselves emerging from a trapdoor into a tiny stone room, dimly lit. It looks almost like a hidden cell. Feferi will have to crawl on her hands and knees down a narrow tunnel until she herself can emerge into the cell.
Inside, the Host is standing against the wall. There is a sitting area with a blanket laid out on the floor to make the place more homey, and a small candle is set on the ground to provide some light, but it's not the most comfortable place. It's dark, drafty, dusty, and you can hear rats scampering nearby. But there is a tea set with hot tea and four cups set out for them.
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[ Prob...ably. ]
I'm not sure who we should pair up with. But, I don't see any reason to interfere with what they decide. I expect...the volunteers will be the people who care about us most, or who are most worried. I do not think there is anything we can do to make it more or less safe.
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[ Though they really were defending her because she was innocent. ]
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[He takes a sip of tea, looking irritated.]
But I guess it doesn't much matter anymore. What's done is done.